Compared to the shock and sheer amount of information brought by those final scenes, Ye Lan's little notion of slacking off seemed utterly insignificant.
He had completely figured it out. Since he had already embarked on the path of becoming a Grass-type Champion at all costs, then even if he had to crawl on his knees, he would see that conviction through alongside his Pokémon.
"Hmm... if I really can't win in the future, going back to Mianzhou to retire as a Pokémon chef wouldn't be bad either~"
The moment he said that, the momentum Ye Lan had just built up instantly vanished.
That was simply his personality. In the end, he could never become someone as cold and ruthless as Lin Yan.
As a Grass-type Trainer, an unconventional way of thinking could produce more unexpected tactics. At least, that was how Ye Lan comforted himself...
Recalling all the details from that final scene, Ye Lan had originally wanted to immediately call that old snake Andrew and ask what exactly was going on, but reason suppressed the thought.
He seemed to have learned far too many things that someone at his current level of strength should not know. It was better to be cautious.
Besides, it was already the middle of the night. That old snake Andrew was probably asleep, so the call might not even go through. And even if it did, Andrew might not know anything.
The only one who truly understood everything was probably the Snake Guardian Clan's first High Priest—the one who had been Andrew's Trainer.
"Dark curtain... why is it the dark curtain again? It sounds very similar to Professor Oak's description, but the gap in time between them is far too great..."
After looking around, Ye Lan decided to keep the matter buried in