Tsundere Snivy

Before long, the Pokémon Egg's shaking gradually slowed, and a small green hand reached out through a broken crack.

As the little hand continued to push with all its strength, the Pokémon Egg completely shattered. A serpentine Pokémon appeared before Ye Lan.

Most of its body was light green, while its belly and little feet were pale yellow. A yellow stripe ran from its back to its tail, and around its black vertical pupils were structures resembling yellow eyeshadow.

A yellow, shawl-like structure circled its neck. Standing upright in the eggshell on two feet, it still looked somewhat bewildered by its surroundings.

"Sni~"

Feeling the hunger in its stomach, Snivy first stuffed all the eggshell fragments around it into its mouth. Still not entirely satisfied, it then turned its gaze toward Ye Lan.

Ye Lan hurriedly brought the prepared Moomoo Milk before Snivy, only to find the little one staring at him the whole time.

"Hello, Snivy. Please take care of me from now on!"

Normally, a Pokémon that had just hatched would develop stronger feelings and greater trust toward the Trainer it first saw.

Yet Snivy did not respond to Ye Lan. It merely turned its head aside, its tsundere expression plain as day.

"Sni, sni~"

Ye Lan smiled awkwardly and began wiping the mucus from Snivy's body with a clean towel he had prepared beforehand.

Although Snivy's gaze toward Ye Lan was full of tsundere pride, it did not resist him.

As it lapped at the Moomoo Milk in the bowl and enjoyed Ye Lan's caresses, the trust in Snivy's eyes was still noticed by Ye Lan, who had been watching it closely.

"It really is a little princess."

Ye Lan shook his head with an amused smile.

The newborn little one soon grew tired. After eating and drinking its fill, it lay on the cushion and fell asleep.

Looking at Snivy's adorable appearance, Ye Lan quickly took a photo and shared it with his parents and his childhood friend, Chen Yang.

Before long, SuperChat messages came in.

Mom Ye: "This little one is way too cute! I'll make it something delicious tonight!"

Dad Ye: "Are you sure it hatched from that egg from the other day? You didn't mix it up with another one, did you?"

Chen Yang: "Ye Lan, what Pokémon is that? How come I've never seen one before? Let me show you my Charmander. Attached image.jpg"

Looking at the fierce-looking Charmander in the image, Ye Lan could not help marveling at Chen Yang's family's wealth.

Chen Yang's father was an advanced Trainer. Spending around two million to order a starter Pokémon was fairly easy for him.

In this world, Trainer strength was divided into nine ranks: beginner, intermediate, advanced, professional, Gym, quasi-Elite Four, Elite Four, Champion, and Master. The higher the rank, the better the benefits, treatment, and policy reductions one received.

Beginner Trainers only needed to register at a Pokémon Center after new Trainers obtained their initial Pokémon. The higher ranks all required examinations.

Among them, professional Trainer was a major threshold. One needed at least six Pokémon to take the examination, and it was quite difficult. Becoming a professional Trainer before graduating from university was already a dream many college students struggled to achieve.

In the Huaxia Region, the number of Pokémon each rank could legally register and own was also regulated by law.

Beginners could only register one, intermediates could register two, while advanced Trainers through Gym Leaders could only register six. Once one reached quasi-Elite Four, the restrictions were completely lifted.

Of course, this only referred to the number of Pokémon that could be registered at an official Pokémon Center and receive the benefits of that Trainer rank. At the Gym Leader level, Trainers with sufficient resources had already begun raising a second team.

After covering Snivy with a small blanket, Ye Lan went to his desk and began writing furiously.

Although Trainers were the mainstream in this world, middle school students still had to study some basic subjects.

However, those subjects only accounted for one-third of the total score. The other two-thirds consisted of Pokémon battle examinations and basic Pokémon knowledge.

By evening, Ye Lan put down his gel pen and stretched his aching wrist. He had finally finished rushing through his summer homework.

Checking the time, he found it was already seven in the evening. Dad Ye and Mom Ye had also returned home.

Although Ye Lan repeatedly stressed that the newly hatched Snivy could only have Moomoo Milk as its staple food, at most tasting a little flavor from the dishes and not eating too much, he still could not dampen Mom Ye's enthusiasm.

Bringing Snivy to the dining table, the little one was initially wary upon seeing Dad Ye and Mom Ye. It hid behind Ye Lan, only daring to poke out its head.

But as Dad Ye and Mom Ye warmly greeted it, the little one began responding enthusiastically as well.

"Sni, sni! (๑╹ヮ╹๑)ﾉ"

Seeing this, Ye Lan's mouth twitched. For some reason, he felt Snivy had never been this enthusiastic toward him.

Sitting on a chair beside Ye Lan, Snivy's eyes lit up as it smelled the fragrant variety of dishes on the table.

However, its tiny arms could not reach the edge of the table at all, and Snivy grew anxious for a moment.

Just as Ye Lan was about to help it pick up some food, two Vine Whips shot out from behind Snivy. They carefully held a piece of braised pork and tremblingly placed it into its mouth, after which it let out a satisfied cry.

"Sni~"

Ye Lan was stunned by the sight. It learned Vine Whip just to eat braised pork?! Was learning moves really this easy?

"Ding. Congratulations to Snivy for mastering Vine Whip. Reward: 5 Sunshine Points!"

The system's voice rang out at that moment as well, but Ye Lan was not particularly excited.

Over the past few days, he had seen that unlocking even the cheapest function in the system shop required 10 Sunshine Points. It definitely would not work if he had to rely solely on learning new moves.

After dinner, Ye Lan took Snivy back to his room to rest.

School started tomorrow, and he needed to get up early to go to the Pokémon Center, register as a beginner Trainer, and receive a Poké Ball.

The moment Ye Lan got into bed, a cool sensation spread across it. Snivy had also climbed onto the pillow.

Seeing Ye Lan look at it, Snivy merely glanced at him before closing its eyes.

Looking at the little nest he had specifically bought for Snivy, Ye Lan could only pull the blanket over both himself and Snivy.

Great. More than two hundred yuan wasted again. I should've bought more Moomoo Milk instead!

Snivy's Moomoo Milk alone cost five thousand yuan a month. As it grew, berries, meat, and other foods would need to be added, so Snivy's food expenses would only rise.

Looking at the Snivy before him, Ye Lan still felt that it was somewhat unreal.

Ye Lan had learned from the breeding manual that Pokémon less than three days old were not suitable for training. During this time, he needed to plan out Snivy's training methods.

Mianzhou No. 1 High School had training grounds for practicing moves. After all, the high tuition paid every year was not for nothing.

Ye Lan planned to practice moves at the training grounds and use his free time to gain experience through battles.

Although Snivy currently had many inherited moves and held an overwhelming advantage over Pokémon of the same age,

without enough time to hone them, wanting to use those moves in battle in the short term was nothing more than a fool's dream.

Reality was not a game. There was no limit to the number of moves a Pokémon could carry, which also created a far richer tactical system.

According to Ye Lan's plan, after improving Vine Whip's proficiency, Snivy would prioritize practicing the inherited move Iron Tail, a move exceptionally suited to it.

Next would be mastering the status move Glare. It could lower the opponent's physical Defense, thereby increasing the damage dealt by Tackle and Vine Whip, with obvious results.

(I really want to share a super cute Snivy picture with everyone, aaaah!)