Pokémon Court

Chapter 150: Sudden Outbreak

Like this, Terrance immersed himself in the Lilycove Citys House of Breeding Library, using the remaining time to cram some knowledge.

As the exam day approached, more and more Breeders gathered.

For many Junior Breeders, this was a moment that will practically decide their fate. If of ordinary origin, the younger Intermediate Breeders would receive more attention.

An Intermediate Breeder in their early teens might be recruited by large corporations related to Pokmon for nurturing.

On the other hand, an elderly Intermediate Breeder might be left with only limited options, such as opening a Day Care.

So, even though Terrance doesnt have much confidence in surpassing competitors of different age groups, he didnt give up on this opportunity and took a shot for better results.

Finally found it.

A faint smile played on Terrances lips as he gently pulled out a thin black leather book from a pile of books and flipped open to the first page with his hand.

Having already registered, he came to find some books of interest to him, which were few in number for Terrance.

As time passed, the sky darkened, and Terrance left the library and headed to the Pokmon Center to rest.

Unlike the librarys environment, both places were filled with Breeders coming for the exam. However, in the library, everyone kept to themselves, not daring to make loud noises to avoid disturbing others.

Although all were Junior Breeders, in professions with complex content like this, different areas of focus would inevitably arise.

Each Breeder has their own specialized field, and for someone like Terrance, due to various experiences, he excels in fostering the rational growth of Pokmon and analyzing and training various moves of Pokmon.

But most Breeders were not like Terrance. Many Coordinators and Breeders alike choose their different paths because they dont like battling and enjoy the feeling of interacting with Pokmon.

Breeders leaning more towards being Trainers like Terrance were actually few in number.

Thus, at the Pokmon Center, a phenomenon would occur where a group of people gathered, some arguing with flushed faces, eyes wide, and saliva flying as the debate continued.

Some huddled together, attentively listening to someones slow narration, their faces showing admiration..

Terrance had been paying attention to a girl for a long time.

She seemed to be very popular, despite her young age, she had earned the respect of many Breeders.

She was a girl with dark green hair, the same age as Terrance. She was out of place among most Breeders, being in her early teens.

Terrance remembered that she was called Suzie by others.

Extremely skilled at relieving Pokmons fatigue and stress, when people asked her to help with Pokmon massages, the Pokmon would be in excellent condition for the entire day.

Impressive skills.

Terrance had also watched her massages. Although she didnt hold back and taught some basic skills to everyone, no one could reach her level.

This was normal. Who would casually reveal all their trump cards and selflessly teach them everything? Able to interact so amiably with most people and receive such admiration, Suzie was already very impressive.

Just based on her skills, if we were to compare the earning ability of Breeders, Terrance was not on par with her.

The basics he knows, others know as well. Moreover, the unique massage skill that the other possesses, whether self-discovered or taught by someone else, is a profound skill when it comes to ones own abilities and dealing with different Pokmon.

Compared to other Breeders, Suzie already carries the shadow of a Senior Breeder because she has early on identified her strengths, specialization, and excelling so remarkably.

Andthings like relieving Pokmons stress are mostly done by rich people. Plus, this Suzie is a beauty, Terrance sighed boredly.

Choosing not to get involved in the small circles of other Breeders, Terrance sat down in a spot, leaning back. For some reason, he feels tired in the afternoon and just wants to spend a quiet moment in peace.

However, he didnt sit for long before giving up. It was too noisy; for someone who enjoyed tranquility, this atmosphere was nothing short of torture and torment.

Terrance stood up and lazily stretched before walking towards the room. However, as a discussion entered his ears, he suddenly stopped, his expression undergoing a subtle change.

Fallarbor Town.

A remote farming town with simple customs.

Most residents make a living by farming, which is barely self-sufficient.

However, with the recent development of Mt. Chimney and the establishment of a cable car connecting other cities, this place was gradually emerging from its remote status.

With the increase in Trainers, all available wilderness resources became nourishment for them. So, Mt. Chimney eventually embraced its fate of being developed.

This might not be a good thing for Pokmon. Most of the conflicts between humans and Pokmon arise from this, and many times, human progress is built on the sacrifice of other things. This truth remains constant throughout time.

If there truly was a society with harmonious development, it might give people a surreal feeling.

Damage to Pokmon habitats is unavoidable, but for the residents of Fallarbor Town, the local development and the cable car route were undoubtedly good news.

However, at this moment, Fallarbor Town, Mt. Chimney, and the surrounding areas were filled with a solemn atmosphere.

Developing Mt. Chimney, constructing a cable car route, and gathering local residents for assistance were inevitable tasks

Ayan, currently the oldest child in the Fallarbor Towns Old Green House orphanage, was only a few months younger than Terrance. He did not choose to pursue the Trainer path like Terrance.

It was too unrealistic.

Terrance had the identity of a Breeder as a foundation, with clear goals to participate in the Breeder Examination and obtain Breeder status.

But Ayan in any aspect, he did not think he was better than Terrance. Faced with everyone at the Old Green House, he couldnt bring himself to decide to travel.

In the end, Ayan chose to do some manual labor in the town, without even going to a technical school. He planned to earn some extra money early on to lighten the burden on the Old Green House.

Despite the lack of news from Terrance, the occasional arrival of unfamiliar money made everyone at the Old Green House understand that Terrance had been working hard these past two years.

Ayan wasnt as impressive as Terrance, so he could only choose his own way. When the cable car construction team arrived at Fallarbor Town, Ayan quickly seized this opportunity and applied to join them.

As a result, he also received a temporary Pokmon helper, Machop.

The rewards for this project were quite substantial, and leveraging the advantage of being a local, Ayan managed to successfully joined the construction team.

However, just as everything was progressing smoothly, a sudden explosion on Mt. Chimney caused numerous construction workers to be injured, and Ayan was one of them.

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