"Li Shao, are we going to that supply point again today?"
An ordinary-looking boy bundled up from head to toe asked as he walked beside a boy wearing rune-marked clothes.
Seven or eight other students in various outfits walked with them.
Some looked perfectly normal; others also had runes on their clothes.
They were the first group caught in Bingbing's blizzard yesterday.
After a day's rest, they had finally pulled themselves together and set out again as a group.
But some students' Pokémon had not fully recovered and were still resting at the temporary base, so there were not many of them now.
"We are. Why wouldn't we?"
Li Shao answered at once.
The ordinary-looking boy might have imagined it, but Li Shao seemed to have no lingering fear from yesterday. His eyes were full of anticipation and excitement.
"But we can't beat him, Li Shao," the boy said, looking torn.
There was no danger to their lives, but he still couldn't stomach trekking all that way just to get beaten again.
"So what if we can't? I'm not going there to fight!"
Li Shao shot him a sideways glance. "I'm going to throw money at him. If twenty thousand isn't enough, I'll offer forty. If forty won't do it, eighty. I refuse to believe anyone's immune to money!"
Of course, this time he wasn't trying to buy himself a lackey. He just wanted to make a friend.
Maybe he could even tag along and snag second place in Outdoor Field Training. Then he'd have another excuse to ask his old man for money.
"Well, if you've got that much money, why not spend some on us?"
A mocking voice suddenly drifted out of the woods.
Li Shao instinctively looked toward it.
Three people came into view, all dressed in