Dian slowly stepped out through the billowing mist, a faint layer of black light enveloping him and sealing him off completely from the outside world.
Neither Poison Gas, Hyper Beam, nor lava had harmed him in the slightest.
He reached out to stroke Serperior's cool, cold body, then glanced at the Team Magma members lying on the ground. "What a shame."
Dian fell silent for a moment.
Even the most ordinary Trainer could secure a decent job if they worked seriously, even if the Pokémon they raised was a Caterpie.
Once their Pokémon evolved, they would basically never have to worry about food or shelter.
It would not take three generations. In just two, their family could become part of the League's system.
By the third generation, they might even become League personnel, or perhaps a Gym Leader.
As for a Veteran Trainer like Tabitha, if he truly devoted himself to earning money, a little effort would be enough to earn him the title of Top Coordinator. After that, even if he did nothing himself, the money drawn in by his fame would cover the cost of raising his Pokémon.
One could say that the League's current system was nearing maturity, with a very reasonable balance in the resources Trainers could acquire.
In Kanto, for example, once a Caterpie was trained to use String Shot, its Trainer could sign a contract with a clothing materials factory and earn nearly 6,000 a month. Gathering medicinal herbs on the side—even Green Thorngrass used to treat paralysis—could bring in close to another 1,500 a month. After deducting monthly training expenses of 3,000, that left a net income of nearly 4,500 a month... and this was only the early stage, when Caterpie knew nothing but String Shot. As the quality of its silk improved,