Battle Town.
Construction was complete on every building and facility.
Staff took their posts across town; Miss Joy and the Blissey nurses moved into the Pokémon Center; outside the police station, Officer Jenny and Growlithe mounted a police motorcycle.
"First day after training! Let's do this!"
"Woof!"
A brand-new tram came rushing in.
Screech!
The doors slid open.
People and Pokémon streamed out. Some were tourists; others were trainers who had qualified to compete.
In less than half an hour, Battle Town went from quiet and peaceful to bustling with noise and crowds!
The Orre League Conference was seven days away!
Day seven.
Platinum Silver Mountain Training Grounds.
Baimu sipped the tea Calyrex had handed him and watched Shan Ren work alongside his Pokémon on the field.
"You could've told me sooner!"
What was so strange about a prospective Orre League chairman entering the Orre Tournament?
Pokémon League chairmen around the world had competed before!
Just not in the inaugural tournament, or while they were in office.
Shan Ren had acted like it was some shameful secret, keeping it hidden until Baimu finally tricked it out of him in the last week.
Wasn't it a little late to start working hard now?
Not at all!
Even last-minute training was better than none. If someone wanted to get stronger, a single day could make a noticeable difference!
"I'm getting you into the preliminary round somehow!"
Baimu's fighting spirit blazed.
The Victory Tournament took only the top eight. With so many monsters in the field, he couldn't promise that. But a place in the sixty-four-person preliminary round was within reach!
Simulator skill box, activate!
A tower needed a solid foundation. A broad range of moves was what let Pokémon pull off complex tactics.
He had already worked out how to use it.