Victini

The next day.

They spent the night at the Pokémon Center in Eindoak Town.

With so many people flooding into Eindoak Town, the Pokémon Center's free rooms should have been completely full.

But Xia Yan and Lance both had Investigator status, making them "special individuals."

For people like them, every Pokémon Center reserved a certain number of rooms.

So Xia Yan shamelessly enjoyed the "special treatment."

The moment dawn broke on the second day.

The streets of Eindoak Town became exceptionally lively. Aside from Trainers from all over with their Pokémon, there were also quite a few natives dressed in dark-red, classical-style clothing.

Some of these natives were genuine descendants of the People of the Earth, merely wearing their original attire.

Others had arrived in Eindoak Town later, gradually growing accustomed to and accepting these customs, making them half People of the Earth.

"Morning."

Bruno, who was exercising with Machamp in the courtyard, waved at Xia Yan and Lance, who had just gotten up.

The white vapor escaping with Bruno's breaths made it clear that he had risen long ago. He might have even already finished a round of morning training.

Some people's success was not entirely accidental.

That one part talent was indispensable.

But the other nine parts hard work were what truly mattered most in turning talent into results.

"Mr. Bruno, is this the Pokémon you're planning to enter?" Xia Yan could not help asking as he looked at the powerfully built Machamp.

Its muscles were sharply defined, its limbs brimming with strength, and its fists were covered in calluses. At a glance, Xia Yan could tell it was an exceptionally well-trained Machamp, likely possessing Sub-Elite Four strength.

He was sending out a Pokémon with Sub-Elite Four strength for a baby cup?

Just how badly did Bruno want