Waiting for me?
Xerosic frowned when he heard Xia Yan's words.
Looking past him at the mess strewn across the floor and Malva's ugly expression, Xerosic's heart suddenly skipped a beat for no reason.
At last, Xerosic's gaze settled on the Beedrill standing in front of Xia Yan.
An Elite Four-level Beedrill.
He had truly never seen anyone raise an ordinary Pokémon like Beedrill to the Elite Four level.
However.
Judging by how effortlessly Beedrill had just destroyed Malamar's Psycho Cut.
This Beedrill's strength was probably anything but ordinary.
The more an ordinary Pokémon could be trained beyond what others expected, the more likely it was to possess unique qualities of its own.
Actually.
Xerosic and Malva were not the only ones stunned by Beedrill reaching the Elite Four level.
Even Beedrill itself was a little dazed as it sensed its own power.
What was going on?
How had it gone to sleep and woken up at the Elite Four level?
Then excitement welled up inside it.
Finally!
After such long, arduous effort.
After countless trials and battles.
It had finally followed Xia Yan, growing from a weak and helpless Weedle into an Elite Four-level Pokémon.
This was the finest reward for its years of steadfast daily training and battle.
Having once experienced Elite Four-level strength through Mega Evolution, Beedrill was hardly unfamiliar with this level.
It could even be said to be somewhat familiar with it.
There was no need to worry about adapting, either.
Perhaps that was another hidden benefit brought by Mega Evolution.
Xia Yan did not care about their respective thoughts or conditions. He merely smiled and continued.
"Should I call you Researcher Xerosic of Lysandre Labs, or Mr. Xerosic, one of Team Flare's top executives?"
Xia Yan's voice pulled Xerosic from his thoughts, and he