Pokémon: I picked up a reborn Eevee at the start of the game.

Xia Chen was slightly taken aback when he saw the message pop up in the class group chat on his phone, which had been silent for nearly two months.

Looking up at the bottom right corner of the computer screen, it reads: 2022/08/31.

Xia Chen fell into deep thought.

He really wanted to open the Psyduck encyclopedia to look up a question: "[Is it too late to start doing homework at 10:30 pm the night before school starts?]"

Thinking about this problem scientifically, the conclusion is that to determine whether it's possible, we need to look at the amount of homework.

Clearly, with the soul of a corporate slave residing within him, the word "homework" has long since disappeared from his dictionary, and naturally, he doesn't remember what summer homework is.

Now you have two choices: one is to ask a probing question in the group chat, which might result in Yang Guanghui's question mark, or it might result in [you have been kicked out of the group chat].

Secondly, he privately messaged his classmate Mingyi. As the class monitor and consistently ranked first in the grade, plus being childhood friends, Mingyi would probably lend him her homework to copy.

Xia Chen's choice is C, an obtuse angle.

Pretending not to see the message, I calmly went to the bathroom to wash up, then lay back in bed and hugged Eevee to sleep.

Homework not handed in? Is the homeroom teacher picking a fight?

If you're so capable, why don't you call my parents over?

If you actually call them over, I'll have to thank you.

The shamelessness of a corporate slave is something even a Shielded Sword Monster would envy.

Without a trace of psychological burden, Xia Chen closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Silent all night.

…………

The next morning.

The morning sun was exceptionally bright on September 1st. Although Xia Chen hadn't done his homework, he wasn't in a bad mood.

After his usual morning run with Eevee and breakfast, Xia Chen greeted the pufferfish in the aquarium.

"We're going to school today and won't be back until almost evening. Do you want to come with us?"

The ugly fish didn't care; it didn't matter where it absorbed energy, and the environment in the diving ball was fine. It nodded immediately.

After breakfast, Xia Chen put away Eevee, which was reluctantly put into its Poké Ball, and left the house.

Although Xia Chen's family home was dilapidated, it wasn't without its advantages. For example, it was close to the school, only a five-minute bike ride away.

Along the way, Xia Chen met many familiar classmates.

"Good morning, Brother Chen!"

"morning"

Good morning, Ah Chen~

"morning"

Xia Chen was fairly popular at school; there were many people who knew him, but he didn't know their names.

The reason is quite straightforward: in schools, where material things aren't emphasized, as long as you have one of the following—good looks, emotional intelligence, or good grades—you can at least make friends.

Xia Chen, to be modest, could get an A+ in all three areas, and he's always been popular.

Of course, after the start of this semester, another important indicator was added to the assessment: the strength of the Pokémon.

Perhaps because of their superior physical abilities, the school age in this world starts earlier.

Although it's already the start of the senior year of high school, most students are only sixteen years old and have just obtained their starter Pokémon during the summer vacation or even earlier.

Xia Chen, who only found Eevee in August, was probably among the last batch.

…………

Xia Chen's school, Gucheng Middle School, is one of the schools with the best educational resources in Zhijiang.

Students who aspire to work in the field of Pokémon will learn basic Pokémon knowledge in their first and second years of high school.

Starting this semester with the senior year of high school, the school will begin teaching basic training and practical application of combat techniques.

As soon as Xia Chen entered the school, he saw many people releasing their Pokémon.

Ancient City Middle School is not only a good school, but also has a good student body. Most of the students' starter Pokémon are carefully selected from the breeding base, including some Pokémon with great growth potential, and some of them are even rare starter Pokémon from various regions.

There are others who, like Xia Chen, chose Eevee as their starter Pokémon.

After all, Eevee isn't too expensive, and the key to its subsequent development is just one evolution stone.

Each of the evolving species has its own characteristics, which can meet the needs of most trainers.

Jolteon, Espeon, and Leafeon are known for their speed and high damage output.

Vaporeon and Umbreon are known for their durability.

With its well-rounded offensive and defensive capabilities, Glaceon's adorable appearance has made it a favorite among many trainers.

Wait, isn't it possible that we've missed some kind of evolutionary form?

Well, even the One and Only King isn't without his merits.

At least, it's warmer to have him with you in the winter.

In short, aside from being a bit timid and perhaps not very strong in battle before evolving, Eevee, with its various evolutionary forms, is still a very excellent starter Pokémon.

After parking his bicycle, Xia Chen released his Eevee from the Poké Ball.

"Ibrahimovic, this is where we need to work hard to learn in the coming year."

"Buy~"

Although Ibrahimovic was actually just as familiar with the campus as Xia Chen, she still dramatically revealed a curious and inquisitive look in her eyes.

She then strongly condemned Xia Chen for locking himself in a Poké Ball for more than ten minutes.

Xia Chen had no choice but to suggest adding a basket to the front of the bicycle. Only then did Ibu, who had finally received the same treatment as in his previous life, grunt twice and give up.

…………

In a world where elves exist, even schools are built to be extra large. It took Xia Chen almost ten minutes to walk from the bicycle shed to the classroom.

Xia Chen arrived relatively late, probably because the practical training in Pokémon battles was about to begin this semester. The students were all exceptionally excited, chatting and bragging with their starter Pokémon.

"Your Psyduck looks so silly, can it really fight? Hahaha?"

"Hmph, quite a few Pokémon underestimated me, Psyduck. Now their graves are overgrown with weeds!"

"That still can't beat my Grookey, you know what type advantage is?"

"That's ridiculous. Since when did Grass-type become super effective against Psychic-type?"

"Huh? When did Psyduck become a Psychic-type?"

You can often hear such ridiculous conversations.

There was one person who was a little different. He carried a stack of homework books and wandered among the students' seats, just like a busy bee collecting honey.

This culprit is none other than Xia Chen's childhood sweetheart, the class monitor, Mingyi.

However, her hard work did not pay off. She collected the homework for several minutes, but the height of the homework books increased at an unusually slow pace.

Sure enough, collecting summer homework is no different from chasing debts from deadbeats.

Xia Chen shook his head and called the confused girl over.

……

"How's the summer homework collection going?" Xia Chen asked, knowing the answer already.

Mingyi sighed, looking just like an old farmer whose fruit sales were sluggish. "Barely half."

Xia Chen chuckled, "Is it because everyone says they didn't bring it or something?"

Mingyi rolled her eyes. "It's even worse! They said Charmander burned it, Growlithe tore it to pieces, Totodile got it wet, and the worst part is that some people said Snorlax ate it!"

Xia Chen was stunned. His classmates were really something else. They were capable of making the elf take the blame. They had done all sorts of bad things!

Mingyi changed the subject, "Let's not talk about others, what about yours?"

Xia Chen coughed twice, looked down at Eevee who was playing on his phone, and asked, "Uh, did Eevee accidentally break it while practicing Swift?"

Ibrahimovic looked up, speechless. "Eek? (My high-speed star tracking can ruin your homework?)"

Xia Chen patted her head. "It's okay. Although it caused me some trouble, I don't blame you."

Mingyi laughed in exasperation, "So you're using your summer homework as a target, huh?"

Xia Chen said nonchalantly, "It's just summer homework, it's really no problem. If you're worried, give me all the homework and I'll hand it in to Teacher Yang."

Mingyi was pleasantly surprised; she had been worried about how to hand this hot potato over to her homeroom teacher.

Fearing that Xia Chen might change his mind, Mingyi quickly put her homework on his desk and then slipped away.

Chapter 33 Being misunderstood is the fate of the communicator

"Teacher, these are the summer homework assignments that were just collected."

In the office, Xia Chen placed the homework that Ming Yi had given him on the homeroom teacher's desk.

Behind the desk, a muscular male teacher who looked like he taught physical education looked up and glanced over.

"Are you all here?"

"Done."

Xia Chen remained calm and composed, even though the thickness of the stack of assignments didn't seem convincing enough.

Teacher Yang wasn't blind, but just as Xia Chen had expected, he simply gave Xia Chen a look that was amused.

"Oh, just put it there."

Xia Chen wasn't surprised. Even in his original world, high school teachers were well aware of students' self-study abilities during the summer and didn't really care about this kind of thing.

Not to mention the more practical elf class that Xia Chen belongs to in this elf world.

……

"Teacher, I'll be going now."