Elf: I'm Just a Commentator

Chapter 40 Hopeless

"Lin Xuan, right? Are you free now? I have some questions I'd like to ask you."

After confirming the end of the match, Zhao Qi immediately turned back to Lin Xuan and asked...

"Uh... no problem."

Lin Xuan was still a little flustered, because Xiao Dian couldn't stop using skills just now, and it was only after Raichu came out that the situation was resolved. Although Zhao Qi said that, Lin Xuan could tell from this Raichu and Pidgeot that Zhao Qi was definitely a very strong trainer.

So, can we see the situation with smaller dots?

In fact, the situation that happened to Xiao Dian today was much more serious than Lin Xuan had anticipated. She originally thought it was just a matter of not being able to control it well, and that she could just practice more.

Based on the results of the past few days, it seemed to be working, but who knew that this would happen when we used all our strength today.

So even though I didn't understand why the principal wanted to talk to me, I could only follow along, hoping that he might be able to spot the problem with Xiaodian.

"Um... Principal, Fatdog's injury should be fine. Besides, it's normal for unexpected situations to occur during a battle."

When Zhong Wenxing saw that Lin Xuan was about to be called away by the principal, he thought it was because Lin Xuan might be punished for the battle just now. After watching for a while, he came out to explain.

In his view, it is inevitable that some accidents will occur during the game, not to mention that his Fat Kodin was not injured.

After listening to Zhong Wenxing's words, Lin Xuan silently gave him a thumbs up; this guy was easy to get along with. At the same time, she felt a little guilty, because if Raichu hadn't appeared in time, Jigglypuff might have really been in trouble.

"It's not about that. I just have some other issues to discuss with Lin Xuan. You should go and help Fatty Ding heal his injuries first. It's not good to drag this out for too long."

Zhao Qi waved his hand, and Zhong Wenxing nodded before leaving the arena. There were specially equipped Chanseys on the side that could help heal the Pokémon.

The audience members also looked confused, especially since most of the students watching the match were from the combat department.

So...should we clap?

But we lost to our own people!

And what's with the principal suddenly running down there? And that Pidgeot and Raichu, they look incredibly strong. Is our principal actually a trainer? And a very strong one at that?

Come on, this is so cool, okay?

Lin Xuan followed Zhao Qi back to the players' lounge, which seemed to be the only relatively private place nearby.

"If it were closer, I would have liked to take you to my office for a chat, but it would take half a day to walk there, so let's just stay here."

Zhao Qi unceremoniously found a seat and sat down. Lin Xuan was equally unceremonious, sitting down opposite him without waiting for his signal.

"I first heard about you from Dr. Sun Siming. I've had him here for so long, but this is the first time I've seen him come to me to ask for your return."

Zhao Qi didn't immediately address the minor issue from earlier, but instead brought up Dr. Sun Siming. It makes sense, given Dr. Sun Siming's status; there must be some special reason why he could teach part-time here, and the two seemed to have a good relationship.

"Some of my ideas seem to have provided some help to Dr. Sun Siming's research."

"Those two new Eevee evolutions?" Zhao Qi seemed to know a lot about these as well.

"Mm." Lin Duan nodded.

Little Dot was lying motionless on Lin Xuan's shoulder, partly out of guilt, since he seemed to have gotten into trouble again, and partly because he was too tired to move.

The electricity that Raichu absorbed didn't appear out of thin air; that wave almost drained him dry. He'll need to eat berries for several days to replenish it when he gets back.

"Your electric mouse...did it just lose control of its battery level?"

Before they could chat about this topic for long, Zhao Qi pointed to a small dot on Lin Xuan's shoulder and asked him a question.

"Hmm." After hesitating for a moment, Lin Xuan nodded.

"I didn't pay much attention to the smaller situations before because they were just not well controlled, but today they got out of control." Lin Xuan told the truth, hoping to see if the other party had any solutions.

"Let me ask you a question: when did you catch your electric flying squirrel?"

"It was a little over a month ago. This guy just fell onto my balcony by himself."

Lin Xuan held Xiao Dian in front of her. The little guy's body was still limp, obviously too tired to move at all. It was rare for him to be so well-behaved.

"What about a month ago?"

"what?"

"It was before you picked up your electric flying mouse."

"I don't know, this guy doesn't seem to have any memories, maybe he was just born recently~"

Don't let Xiaodian's mischievousness fool you; it's because elves have a very short infancy period. Xiaodian's physical age is only about two or three months, so it's normal that she doesn't remember anything before Lin Xuan found her.

"That's it~"

Zhao Qi nodded thoughtfully.

"No wonder you didn't apply for the combat major."

"Ahem, actually I have no intention of becoming a trainer."

When Lin Xuan finished speaking, Zhao Qi looked at him with a strange expression.

"So you signed up for the battle competition?"

"I accidentally registered the wrong information... And another thing, Principal, I have a suggestion: could you please provide a notification when registering on our school's registration website? The problem is that once you register, you can't get a refund, which I find very unreasonable!"

Thinking about his own registration, Lin Xuan said righteously, "Just thinking about it makes me angry."

Zhao Qi: ...

"Don't tell anyone outside, especially not the students and teachers in the combat department."

"What?"

"I'm afraid you'll get beaten to death, and I don't want our school to be in the news because of something like this." Zhao Qi looked up and gave Lin Xuan a long, meaningful look.

Lin Xuan laughed awkwardly twice. Although it sounded a bit pretentious, his victory in the competition was really just an accident.

"Let's talk about your electric flying mouse problem," Zhao Qi brought the topic back.

"Normally, a Pokémon's inability to control its own skills is due to its strength increasing too rapidly, causing the Pokémon to not be able to adapt. The most common way to adjust is with Energy Cubes and some special items, such as Thunder Stones."

What Zhao Qi mentioned was similar to what Zhong Mingyi said: energy cubes plus thunder stones. In fact, Lin Xuan had already placed an order, but it hadn't been delivered yet.

"However, your electric flying squirrel is a rather special case, and these methods might not be very effective?"

"what?"

"Dandan?"

With a bit of effort, Xiaodian finally managed to lift her head.

"Dan Dan Dan?"

So, am I beyond saving?

Chapter 41 Let's draw some blood first.

"Even if there's no way to solve it, as long as Xiao Dian doesn't use high-powered electric-type moves in the future, it should be fine, right?"

This situation would be fatal for a trainer, as it would mean that Little Point would be unable to participate in battles, but it didn't matter to Lin Xuan.

If he doesn't want to be a trainer, so be it. He can be a content creator and researcher, raising a small one is a piece of cake, right? The safety of a small one is the most important thing.

“That’s hard to say.” Zhao Qi shook his head. “After all, no one knows if this situation will continue to worsen. If we don’t come up with a solution, things might get out of control from time to time.”

Zhao Qi's words reminded Lin Xuan of Cattleya from the Pokémon world, an extremely powerful psychic, but whose psychic powers were so strong that she would occasionally lose control. Xiao Dian's situation seemed somewhat similar.

"Does your school principal have any ideas?"

"No, but you can ask Dr. Sun Siming about the electric flying mouse. He might have a solution."

"Dr. Sun Siming?"

"You don't think he only studies Eevee, do you? You can ask him anything related to Pokémon." Zhao Qi rolled his eyes at Lin Xuan.

"Okay!" Lin Xuan nodded solemnly, and seeing that Zhao Qi didn't seem to intend to continue, she prepared to leave.

"Is there anything else?"

"That's all. Please close the door behind you when you leave. I'll sit here for a bit."

Watching Lin Xuan walk out of the lounge, Zhao Qi finally seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and stretched, muttering something to himself.

"It's that mess those guys left behind again. Can't they just do experiments honestly like Old Sun? They have to come up with all sorts of fancy stuff and end up getting themselves into trouble. I'm busy right now, so let Old Sun deal with this electric flying squirrel."

After saying these words, Zhao Qi touched his head again, only to pull out another hair, making his already thinning hair even worse.

"Sigh~ Another one is missing!"

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Zhao Qi was surprisingly easy to talk to, or rather... a little too easy to talk to, completely lacking any airs of a leader.

As Lin Xuan walked, he thought about Xiao Dian's problem. He had previously sent Li Yuan a message saying that he had something to do and had to leave on his own. The class group seemed to be quite lively. After all, he had won the championship. In the Evolution Department, he was almost the only one to have won it.

But people's joys and sorrows are not the same, and Lin Xuan still has to worry about some minor issues here.

Lin Xuan originally thought that since she had already transmigrated, what could be more amazing than this?

So, does God think only special elves are a good match for his identity as a transmigrator?! No way! He just wants to be a commentator!

"Dandan?"

Seeing Lin Xuan's expression, Xiao Dian looked up and asked, still being held in Lin Xuan's arms.