Treadmills and a Money-Bringing Boy

Uncle Shan's speed training was the most traditional kind of speed training.

This speed did not include reaction speed or energy-gathering speed. Put simply, the ultimate goal of the training was to run fast!

Very fast!

Extremely fast!

After explaining so much to Fang Yuan and Eevee, Uncle Shan's intentions were obvious.

Starting today, he planned to have Fang Yuan and Eevee undergo speed training together.

Why did he say Fang Yuan and Eevee together...

"Me too?"

"Mm. You'll run alongside Eevee, encouraging and supervising each other," Uncle Shan said.

"But your speed training method is a little too... familiar."

Fang Yuan pointed at the two treadmills in front of him, nearly choking.

"Don't underestimate our club's treadmills. They're training equipment designed specifically for different kinds of Pokémon. Their speed, incline, intensity, and other aspects have all been improved. Even if your Eevee uses moves like Quick Attack or Agility to burst out at even greater speed, this treadmill can handle it."

"Oh..."

At the same time.

Eevee blinked. This was its first time seeing equipment like a treadmill.

"Eevee..."

How was it supposed to train speed with something like this?

As if seeing Eevee's confusion, Uncle Shan gave Fang Yuan a push. "Give Eevee a demonstration."

"Alright." Fang Yuan was about to step on, but he immediately stopped. "Am I using the same model as Eevee?"

"If Pokémon can use it, humans can use it too. You just need to adjust the settings."

"That makes more sense. There's no way I can keep up with Quick Attack..." Fang Yuan felt more at ease.

Of course Fang Yuan knew how to use a treadmill. Even if he did not, there were instructions written on it, and he could read.

Speaking of reading, Fang Yuan remembered something...

He had forgotten to teach Eevee how to read!

He had promised to make Eevee write his Chinese homework for him!

"Eevee, watch closely."

Fang Yuan pressed the start button, and the treadmill slowly began to move. Eevee curiously watched Fang Yuan's feet, wearing an expression of sudden understanding.

"Eevee!"

So that was how it worked. A mere treadmill was nothing special.

"Looks like Eevee understands. Then that's enough of a demonstration." Uncle Shan nodded and said to Fang Yuan, "Oh, right. Be careful when you run. Remember to warm up beforehand, and don't try to compete with Eevee in speed..."

"Understood." Fang Yuan nodded.

"But can this thing really bring out the effects of the Sand Scale Fruit...?"

"Of course." Uncle Shan said, "Next, I'll teach you how to enter a Pokémon's detailed data."

"Take Eevee as an example—height, weight... then its Quick Attack move..."

Under Uncle Shan's instruction, Fang Yuan learned how to adjust the treadmill according to a Pokémon's species. Once the settings were complete, Eevee climbed aboard itself, planning to give it a try.

Compared to Eevee's size, the treadmill was a little too large...

But that was not a problem.

"Start," Fang Yuan reminded it. The treadmill began moving. At first, the speed was slow, so Eevee found it very easy. It was practically no different from taking a stroll.

Seeing Eevee's relaxed expression, Fang Yuan increased the speed.

Eevee's expression gradually shifted from relaxed to stiff.

Finally, it began running seriously.

"Eevee!" Eevee gritted its teeth.

Then, Eevee finally could not hold on any longer. White light spread across its body as it used Quick Attack, and only then did it gradually adapt to the treadmill's speed.

"Looks like you've fully mastered it. That's how it works. For speed training, focus mainly on Quick Attack. Speed-type moves can bring out Eevee's speed potential faster, but naturally, they consume more energy as well. So you can pick up some berries from the club to replenish stamina and energy, just in case. But... you'll have to pay for those yourself," Uncle Shan said.

Fang Yuan nodded.

"One more thing. Just like Bite special training, speed training must be kept in moderation. Don't forget that it's only one of your tasks. Besides, you could receive a job at any time."

After Fang Yuan thanked him, Uncle Shan left.

Leaving Fang Yuan and Eevee staring at each other.

Eevee was still running, while Fang Yuan watched it run. After a while, seeing that Eevee was about to lose its Quick Attack, Fang Yuan immediately pressed stop.

"So it can maintain it for about this long..."

"Keep it up, Eevee. I haven't even adjusted the incline yet."

"Eevee..." Eevee panted heavily and pointed at the treadmill beside it, telling Fang Yuan to get on and run too.

"Eevee!" it emphasized once more.

"..." Fang Yuan fell silent.

"Eevee!"

"You want to compete with me?" Fang Yuan's face darkened. To his surprise, he understood—but damn it, there was no way he could beat Eevee.

"Eevee?!"

"Fine, then. Let's compete. Who's afraid of who?"

Who knew how much time passed...

Watching Fang Yuan, drenched in sweat and gasping for breath, surrender on his own after being exhausted like a dead dog, Eevee broke into a happy smile.

What goes around comes around; heaven's justice always finds its way. If you don't believe it, just look up—who has the heavens ever spared?

Running, getting beaten up, and playing in the sand became Eevee's daily routine.

Eevee had it rough and exhausting during this time, and Fang Yuan did everything he could to make sure it was happy every day.

The most effective method was improving its meals.

Fang Yuan had been a little better off financially lately.

Because starting from the third day, Fang Yuan had found a steady job as a sparring partner.

"Coming again today?"

"Of course!"

At Star Glory Battle Club's Battle Room, Liu Le and Snorlax stared stubbornly at Fang Yuan and Eevee. "We'll definitely beat you today."

"What kind of grudge is this?"

"An irreconcilable one!"

Liu Le wiped away a tear. Who could have imagined that his father would pull such a dirty trick, using his Lucky Money to send him to Star Glory Battle Club?

As long as Liu Le failed to defeat Fang Yuan, his Lucky Money would not belong to him for another day, until his savings ran dry.

The key was that Liu Le had no grounds to resist. Father Liu would always lecture him with, "You and your opponent are both Rookie Trainers," leaving Liu Le too ashamed to show his face.

The Lucky Money I used to buy snacks and play games can now only be spent on battles and training. I hate this! Liu Le roared inwardly.

The next moment, Snorlax collapsed in front of Eevee again, without any surprise.

"You've improved. You might win if you try a few more times," Fang Yuan said with a smile.

"I'll come again tomorrow!" Without another word, Liu Le recalled Snorlax and left.

Fang Yuan said nothing as he calmly watched Little Fatty leave, feeling somewhat emotional.

In his battles with Liu Le, he and Eevee had taken seriousness, caution, ruthlessness, and underhanded tactics to the extreme. They refused to go easy on Little Fatty even when he begged, all so that he could see himself clearly, settle down, and keep working hard...

"It's great to earn money every day."

"Eevee, Eevee." Eevee nodded and began thinking about what to eat today.