Do You Want to Be an Elite Four Member?

"Heh, an 18% cut. They really were willing to spend big."

Agatha's sinister voice came through the phone, filled with undisguised mockery and disdain.

Xia Yan shrugged as he walked down the street with the phone in hand.

"Teacher, you've got that wrong."

"Hmm?"

He could hear that Agatha's sound had come from her nose.

Xia Yan grinned and said with a smile,

"Eighteen percent might sound like a lot. If it were applied to ordinary Poké Balls, it would indeed be no small sum. But for something like Ultra Balls, even doubling it would be peanuts."

For ordinary Poké Balls, or even Ultra Balls and Great Balls, an 18% cut would mean that even if Xia Yan did nothing but lie in bed, he would never need to worry about funding for raising Pokémon again in his life.

But the issue was, how many people would use Ultra Balls?

How many would buy them?

Ultra Balls were for catching Ultra Beasts, but how many ordinary people would ever have the chance to encounter an Ultra Beast?

Even if they did encounter one, how many could defeat and catch it?

So Ultra Balls were different from Poké Balls. They did not have much market value.

Of course, as they were promoted and the connections between Ultra Wormholes, Ultra Space, and the Pokémon World grew increasingly frequent, they would definitely make money, but they would not make an enormous fortune.

Did Lusamine care about the profits Ultra Balls could bring?

What she cared about was the chance to cooperate with Devon Corporation, and the chance to gradually wear down the Pokémon League's reservations toward the Aether Foundation.

And.

The possibility of catching Ultra Beasts, and adding to her collection.

If he could, Xia Yan would rather trade that 18% cut for