Charmander

As Xinhai carefully observed, weighed things in his mind, and even began considering how he should plan the initial training program if he chose one of them, Flannery, having gotten her fill of petting the little pups, clapped her hands and stood up.

"Alright, Xinhai, let's go take a look at the Charmander!" she said brightly, as though she had only brought him here to relax by looking at the adorable little ones.

"Hm?" Xinhai froze for a moment and instinctively looked up at Flannery.

He had not yet fully pulled himself out of his assessment of the Growlithe pups, so he did not react immediately.

Shouldn't the next step be choosing one from among these five little ones?

Seeing the slight confusion in Xinhai's eyes, Flannery let out a snicker and explained, "They're wonderful, and I could tell you were tempted. But..."

She spread her hands, looking both helpless and amused. "They're still pups, you know. Fire Bean is still nursing them! You're a Breeder, so you should understand the nutritional value of milk produced by an Elite-level Pokémon, as well as how much it nourishes a pup's foundation, right?"

Xinhai immediately understood what Flannery meant. The stronger a Pokémon was, the richer the nutrition in the milk it provided for its young, as well as the greater the energy and special developmental compounds it contained.

The milk of an Elite-level Pokémon could practically be called a heavenly treasure. It offered immeasurable benefits for helping pups build a solid foundation and draw out their potential.

If he took one away now, he would undoubtedly be cutting short this precious opportunity for nursing, which would surely be a loss to the pup's long-term development.

"So," Flannery continued when she saw the realization and thoughtfulness on Xinhai's face, "these little ones