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

There are hundreds of Pokémon discovered in this world, each with its own unique characteristics and habits. Systematically teaching Pokémon to battle is no easy task.

The students' spirits are also different, so schools in different places have different classification methods.

Classify by egg group, by size, or more roughly by land, sea, and air.

Ancient City Middle School has a sufficient number of teachers, so it is not stingy. Instead, it has assigned a dedicated teacher for each attribute.

The senior high school students are divided into small classes, which are assigned according to their academic attributes, resulting in eighteen small classes.

Due to the differences in attributes, the number of students in each class varies greatly.

The classes with rarer attributes like Superpower, Ghost, Dragon, and Fairy had very few students, and their combined number couldn't even compare to Xia Chen's small class—the ordinary attribute class.

Xia Chen looked around at the crowd of Pokémon: Meowth, Tailstand, Curly-eared, and Eggshell.

Huh? Why is there another Dudu? Isn't that a typical Flying-type Pokémon?

Why not join the flying team? Why come here to cause trouble for the normal team?

Faced with this question, Dudu's trainer looked resentful and said, "Because Dudu is a Flying-type Pokémon but can't fly, I was afraid that other Pokémon would laugh at Dudu, so I brought him here as a Normal-type."

Xia Chen nodded knowingly, and Groudon agreed.

Chapter 36 A Little Eevee Sneaked In Among the Pack of Wolves? (Bonus Chapter, Please Vote)

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The school bell finally rang, but the scene remained chaotic, and the students tried their best to calm the elves down.

But being so young, they have no idea about the principles of attending classes. It takes human infants several years to develop basic self-control, let alone elves.

The young male teacher on the stage was not surprised; he was experienced in teaching and had seen this scene many times before.

He smiled slightly, then picked up a megaphone and said, "Hello everyone, I am Teacher Tang from the General Studies Department. Today, we will officially begin our practical training in Pokémon battles."

However, no one responded from the sidelines. The students were all busy calming down the noisy elves and had no time to pay attention to anything else.

Teacher Tang's face darkened. "You guys are truly the worst class I've ever taught!"

Muttering to himself, he pulled a Poké Ball from his waist and tossed it into the open space beside him. "Come out, Tauros!"

A flash of white light appeared, and a majestic bull-shaped spirit appeared beside Teacher Tang.

The fur on his neck was jet black and smooth, and his three tails swayed erratically behind him. His sharp and irritable eyes looked extremely impatient.

"Kenta!" Tauros roared, instantly silencing the noise of all the baby-level Pokémon below.

As if casting a mass silence spell, the previously noisy Pokémon fell silent and trembled as they ran back to their trainers.

Clearly, this Tauros has just activated its Intimidate ability.

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Seeing that the audience had finally quieted down, Teacher Tang muttered to herself, "Really, I was hoping to win people over with virtue."

The baby sprites were quite frightened and wouldn't be able to make a fuss for a while. Teacher Tang continued, "Just as you all saw, even sprites you've known for months won't always listen to you. This is true in everyday life, let alone during training and battles."

"Therefore, how to effectively communicate with Pokémon is a question that every trainer must consider. Of course, each Pokémon has a different personality, and there is no fixed way to get along and communicate with them."

"How you interact with the elves is your own business, so I won't go into it in class today. For our first practical lesson, we're definitely going to have a real fight!"

One stone stirs up a thousand waves; Teacher Tang's words excited the students below once again.

Choosing the path of a trainer, isn't this the day I've been waiting for?

Exhilarating Pokémon battles, thrilling wilderness adventures, the highly anticipated League Tournament, and the unparalleled path to the championship.

At this moment, the teenagers in the audience, already envisioning their future championship lineup, were already planning ahead.

Although they may never have won a single proper match.

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Seeing the noise from the sidelines start up again, Teacher Tang patted Tauros, who hadn't pulled back. Tauros immediately understood, let out a roar, and the noise subsided once more.

Teacher Tang then continued, "Let me ask you a question first. Raise your hand if you've ever battled Pokémon at the nearby battle park."

As expected, most of the students raised their hands.

How could a hot-blooded young man not dream of dominating the battle park?

"Now, those of you who have won, please raise your hands again."

Almost no one put down their stubborn little hands.

Clearly, this is another case of teenagers' pride getting the better of them.

The idea of ​​a high school student who has just caught his starter Pokémon dominating the chaotic Battle Park is something else entirely.

Well, now it's time for fantasy.

Teacher Tang said quietly, "I hope everyone can face up to their own abilities. It's okay to lie to the teacher, and it's fine if the teacher is lied to by you, but don't lie to yourselves. Just secretly shed tears under the covers at night."

Upon hearing this, the person who had been stubbornly holding on quietly lowered their small hand.

A small class of twenty or thirty people was suddenly reduced to only four survivors.

Xia Chen looked around and saw that besides himself, there were only Dudu, Munchlax, and the trainers of Bubble Squirrel.

Overall, they are all quite unique among baby-level Pokémon.

Dudu possesses outstanding attack power and speed, Snorlax has thick hide and tough flesh, and if Bubble Squirrel has the [Master] ability, it is also a powerful weapon in low-level battles.

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However, a well-behaved, cute, and harmless Eevee sneaked into the pack of wolves?

Teacher Tang looked thoughtfully at Eevee, who was dozing off on Xia Chen's shoulder.

Did Tauros's threats just now have no effect on her?

Recalling this detail, he became somewhat interested in this seemingly ordinary Eevee.

Putting aside their doubts for the moment, Teacher Tang continued, "I'm sure you've all watched quite a few matches in the Battle Park, but have you ever wondered why some Pokémon can win while others can't?"

The rookie trainers in the audience seemed thoughtful. Teacher Tang smiled and said, "As the saying goes, the layman sees the spectacle, the expert sees the details. Today, I will have four students battle in pairs, and I will provide commentary on these two battles for everyone."

As he spoke, he called the four people to the front. Since it was just a training match for a practical exercise, Teacher Tang didn't go through any complicated procedures like drawing lots.

After a simple black and white outfit, Xia Chen was paired with the flying-type Pokémon that couldn't fly.

The first match was between Snorlax and Bubble Squirrel. Both Pokémon were about half a meter tall, but their size and weight differed by more than ten times.

If this were a boxing match between humans, these two wouldn't even be in the same weight class.

But that's what makes elves so amazing; even the smallest body can unleash tremendous energy.

The foam squirrel looked eager to try, seemingly unafraid at all.

The little Snorlax looked slow and sluggish, as if it knew nothing about the upcoming battle.

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"Tsk tsk, this little Snorlax doesn't seem very motivated to fight. It's really hard to say what will happen in this match. Hey, what do you think?"

"I'm more optimistic about Munchlax. Munchlax is just like that. It looks as lazy as a sloth, but its strength is quite amazing. I wonder if it can withstand a Tackle on a Bubble Squirrel."

"Foam Chipmunk's speed completely outclasses Munchlax. No matter how tough Munchlax is, it's just a walking health pack."

Off the field, the students were making their pre-match predictions in a quiet chatter, which was a great source of amusement for the onlookers before the battle between the elves.

Xia Chen did not participate in this; this level of battle was like a bronze-level match in a MOBA game.

It's purely a competition of which side's Pokémon have more moves and which trainer makes fewer mistakes.

If you were to seriously examine this from the perspective of your past life's game, you'd probably get so angry your blood pressure would rise.

Let's just be people who have fun.

"Are you ready?" Teacher Tang asked, making a final check from the sidelines of the battlefield.

The trainers on both sides shouted in unison, "Ready!"

"Then, the battle begins!"

Chapter 37 I'm really not a genius trainer!

"Foam Chipmunk, use Slap!"

"Snorlax, use Shift!!"

As the saying goes, "the person may be bad at it, but their mouth is not." Putting aside the Pokémon's strength, the two trainers' command seemed quite professional.

Teacher Tang didn't offer any criticism, nodding gently as she explained, "Snorlax is usually much stronger in Special Defense than Physical Defense, so both sides made the right choices."

As they spoke, the two elves on the field began to move.

The foam squirrel took the initiative, its small body running with all its might, its long, thin tail swaying behind it, looking quite adorable.

However, that's all it is—cute. It's slow, straightforward, and doesn't maneuver at all; the foam squirrel shows absolutely no signs of being trained.

Eevee, perched on Xia Chen's shoulder, shook his head. If he were playing a marksman in Elf Glory and doing that kind of movement, he could catch ten hooks!

On the other side of the battlefield, Munchlax wasn't doing much better.

It took nearly three seconds for the trainer to finish giving the command before the little Snorlax snapped out of its daze and began channeling its energy to use its move.

It's a total high-ping warrior; Ibu almost suspects its brain is made of potatoes.

They are truly a pair of brilliant minds.

Eevee's inner吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or critical comments) spirit was burning fiercely, while Teacher Tang was used to it; this was the general level of most new trainers and Pokémon.

My responsibility is to help them improve; otherwise, what's the point of having teachers?

He patiently explained the strengths and weaknesses of the two players to the students both on and off the field in a simple and easy-to-understand way.

Although the whole thing is almost entirely inadequate.

But this introductory battle course also brought the overly ambitious, immature teenagers back to reality.

Pokémon battles are also a field that requires a down-to-earth approach.

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