Lillie's Request for Help

A Trainer's value lay precisely in this.

Setting aside things like providing emotional support for Pokémon, there was more systematic training, more comprehensive battle strategies, and, most importantly, thorough information gathering.

In fact, most wild Pokémon were willing to follow Trainers precisely because they could grow stronger than they could in the wild.

"So, since you're training with me, I'll help you become stronger!"

Xia Chen said seriously to Zeraora, "At the very least, after this is over, if you find yourself in a dangerous situation like yesterday's again, you'll be able to get out of it."

If it had been the proud Zeraora of the past, it might have scoffed at that. But now, it humbly nodded in silence, its gaze gradually turning serious—

The old me scoffed at everything. The current me was studying every frame!

Creating a training plan for Zeraora was actually rather difficult. Most of Xia Chen's Pokémon had been raised from their early stages. Even Diancie, who had already been fairly mature when they met, had only been at Gym level then, with plenty of room to grow.

But Zeraora was a little awkward. Calling it weak would be wrong—its energy intensity was already close to Legendary level. But saying it had little room for improvement wasn't quite right either.

Simply put, it was stuck in an awkward middle ground.

As the saying went, severe illnesses required strong medicine. If he wanted to break convention, he couldn't design its training around the usual rules.

After pondering for quite some time, Xia Chen finally said, "Zeraora, my first suggestion is this: from now on, don't rely on instinct when you fight."

The electric cat frowned slightly, clearly puzzled by Xia Chen's words.

Xia Chen also felt that explaining it so directly was a little abstract,