Pokémon: All About the Breeding House

Chapter 493 A Clash of Famous Scenes, Overtime and "Overtime"

"Explain yourself clearly what this is?!"

The loud cry echoed throughout the entire Alliance Building, and the questioning in dialect even sent the pigeons on the roof flying.

"Hmm—if nothing unexpected happens—it should be the championship-related matters that you need to handle—"

A soft female voice came out.

"Say that again?! Is this something a champion should be dealing with?!"

"Yes."

Wanlong nodded seriously.

"Come on, look at this! You're telling me these are all the things a champion needs to handle? What champion has to deal with a mountain of problems?!"

Fang Yan pointed to the mountain of documents in the office and swore twice in a short time.

Wanlong glanced at the mountain of "tasks" and cold sweat poured down his face.

I've already said too much! You all insist on making me speak out!

Fang Yan looked at Wanlong's expression, then glanced at the mountain of "affairs" in the true sense of the word, and almost laughed in exasperation.

He walked to the hillside, picked up a document, and flipped through it. It was a document concerning the handling of the "Higashima Tournament." "The Higaki Tournament needs the champion's intervention?"

Wanlong nodded emphatically, "After all, it's a conference organized by the alliance, and its purpose is to select new champion prospects, so it needs the champion's signature."

Fang Yan picked up another document, glanced at it, and said, "So dealing with the massive appearance of Dream Eclipse in the Tower of Heaven also requires the Champion's intervention, right?"

"And this, regarding the old craftsman who was blocking the road during the construction of Huihe Avenue, is that something the champion also needs to handle?"

"besides----"

Fang Yan opened the "files" one by one and read them aloud. He stared intently at Wanlong across from him, who was speechless.

Fang Yan opened the file, glanced at the date, and exclaimed, "My God! You haven't even finished dealing with matters from half a month ago!"

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Fang Yan felt like the sky was falling. "Do you believe I'll go find Mr. Alder right now, hand over the work to him, and then just run back to the Sinnoh region?"

"No! No! I'll pick out some less important things for us to handle. The more difficult ones, the ones that the champion needs to deal with, we'll leave to you."

Wanlong quickly stopped Fang Yan, who was about to open the reverse passage, and persuaded him to give up the idea.

Fang Yan gritted his teeth and, together with Wan Long, divided the documents into two parts: one concerning Pokémon issues, and the other concerning the academic community and the League's future development. Fang Yan packed them up and handed them to Miss Goth, instructing her to use her mental powers to drag them back to the breeding center.

The remaining issues, such as conducting on-site investigations and examining the unusual occurrences of Pokémon, will be left for the Unova Elite Four to handle.

Looking at the still overwhelming amount of documents, Fang Yan began to regret taking on this hot potato for Adek.

He opened the reverse passage, and before walking in, he glanced back at Wanlong, saying, "I'm just trying to help you guys with your affairs, but don't treat me like a laborer."

Wanlong gave an awkward smile.

Fang Yan glared at her fiercely before walking into the reverse passage.

As the reverse passage disappeared, Wanlong finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Alright, come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other three Elite Four members from the Unova region rushed into the office.

"How is it?"

Blueberry was the first to speak.

Wanlong didn't answer his question, but instead angrily said, "Don't make me deal with such unfair things again! Otherwise, we'll meet on the battlefield!"

Gadriya looked around and found that many documents were still left behind. She floated in the air. "He just left?"

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Wanlong shook his head. "He took some with him, and left the rest for us to deal with. Oh, and he asked me to pass on a message to you: as the Four Heavenly Kings of the United States, you must shoulder your responsibilities."

"He'll probably come back in a few days to return the completed documents. He'll check the documents and tasks we've handled. He said if anyone is unqualified, he'll take them directly to Gossong, one of the Sinnoh Elite Four, to learn from until they can handle tasks correctly before letting them come back."

Wanlong thought for a moment and added, "He also said that we have to work as long as Wusong works."

"ah?!"

The three of them cried out in pain, "Isn't there any other way?"

The news has spread throughout the Elite Four's circle. Everyone knows that Gosho from the Sinnoh region is practically the workhorse of the Elite Four, followed by Aoki from the Padia region.

Wanlong nodded calmly, "Yes, he said he would be willing to take care of all the affairs if I could defeat him in a battle."

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""

"If I could beat him, I'd be the champion myself —"

"It is Gadriya who spoke."

"I'm taking mine with me."

Cattleya simply wrapped a portion of the documents in her mental energy and then took them out of the office.

"I'll return it after I've finished processing it."

Yueju and Lianwu exchanged a glance, sighed together, and then each took one away.

Wanlong looked at the remaining documents, shook his head, made himself a cup of coffee, and sat down in his office to work on them.

Fang Yan led Miss Goth out of the reverse passage and plopped down on the old-fashioned chair in the rest area. Looking at the still thick stack of documents, he immediately felt overwhelmed.

"Miss Goth, please help me organize some older documents first. I'll process those first, and then I'll deal with the more recent ones. Oh, and please also organize the documents with urgent issues on the cover."

Miss Goth nodded, then used her mental power to sort and organize all the messy documents.

"With so many documents, how long will it take to process them all?"

Mrs. Fujino looked at the overwhelming number of documents and was filled with fear.

"I know that the Elite Four of the Unova region don't usually cooperate much, but I didn't expect that they don't even cooperate in handling League affairs. It's always the same person on duty who handles it, and the efficiency is slow. If they don't finish something, they just leave it after get off work."

Fang Yan recalled what Wanlong had told him about the internal operations of the United Alliance and shook his head. "Fortunately, they know how to handle emergencies promptly."

"Perhaps they have too many real-world problems to deal with and are simply too busy to keep up."

Mrs. Fujino spoke up.

"Who knows?"

Fang Yan shrugged, then called out towards the kitchen, "Frost Fairy, make me a cup of hot tea, and add half a spoonful of sweetener."

"Ee-ma~"

Just a moment~

The voice of Alcremie came from the kitchen.

"Actually, it's not just the United Alliance; other alliances are pretty much the same."

Cynthia's voice came from the stairs. She came downstairs, still a little sleepy. "That's how it usually is in the league. Many trivial matters that the lower-ups don't want to deal with are sent directly to the league headquarters to be handled. Over time, even the champions and the Elite Four get tired of dealing with such trivial matters."

"Only our Sinnoh and Padia regions are doing a bit better."

After finishing her sentence, Cynthia yawned, then looked at Fang Yan and Miss Gothic, who was sorting and organizing the documents, and asked, "Did you go and get the documents so early today?"

Fang Yan nodded. "After all, I promised Mr. Adek, so I was hoping to resolve this as soon as possible, but I didn't expect there to be so many things to happen—"

"Go have breakfast. I asked Alcremie to save some for you."

"Okay~"

Cynthia took breakfast to the backyard to enjoy, because seeing League documents in the rest area gave her a headache and made her want to turn away.

"Ee-ma~"

Please enjoy!

"Thank you~"

Fang Yan took the hot tea, took a sip, and then pinched Soap Milk Fairy's little nose to express his gratitude.

Frost Fairy smiled sweetly, picked up the plate, and ran back to the kitchen.

Fang Yan took the pen from Gengar, put on his decorative glasses, and focused on handling the documents.

The Alliance's affairs can actually be divided into two main categories. One category is document-based. For some less important matters, such as when subordinates ask how to handle a certain matter, the people at the Alliance headquarters only need to write down the handling method in a document and issue it to the investigators and governors below to carry it out.

Another type is matters that require on-site investigation, mostly natural disasters, chaos among Pokémon, or abnormal large-scale appearances.

In cases of inter-tribal conflict and crimes committed by criminals, it is necessary for personnel from the Alliance headquarters to be present and handle the situation appropriately based on the circumstances on the ground.

Miss Skirt walked in through the door and saw Fang Yan wearing glasses and holding a pen, looking like he was getting ready to work. Curious, she walked over and asked, "Laji?"

what are you doing?

"I was just about to handle some matters in the Unova region, would you like to come along?"

Miss Skirt peeked at it on tiptoe; there were so many words.

"Laji————"

Oh my god—that's scary! I'm going to the backyard to sunbathe with Meloeta and the others. Good luck!

After finishing her sentence, Miss Skirt ran to the backyard without looking back, afraid that Fang Yan would keep her there to handle matters together.

Fang Yan shook his head, then picked up the document Miss Goth handed him and began to read it.

It was an application from a research institute requesting permission from the Alliance headquarters to study the historical events of the Three Musketeers in the Unova mythology. They also hoped the Alliance could sponsor them, as they had unearthed relics related to this part of history and needed funding, which their research lab could not afford.

Is this a request for money?

Fang Yan looked at the document and clicked his tongue in amazement.

I remember the three musketeers in the Unova mythology were—the three-headed deer?

Gopaloon? Vilgion? Terakion?

It seems to be these three. I think there's also a movie in the Unova region about the Three Musketeers' apprentices? What was it called again?

It seems to be called ————

Kailudeo?

Study them? It seems Darkrai has one, and later on the journey, Gary also meets a trainer who owns a Virizion?

Forget it, if you want to do the research, then do it. As for the research costs...

Fang Yan inquired with Wan Long and then approved a sum of money that he thought was about right within the stipulated budget.

Since it's not his money, I'll approve it!

After reviewing the document, Fang Yan wrote some suggestions for them. He glanced at the signature area but did not sign it; instead, he covered the document.

Signing autographs is not something he should be doing.

Closing the file, Fang Yan nodded in satisfaction. "Not bad, one file is finished."

Seeing Fang Yan diligently working on his documents, Gengar hesitated for a moment, then turned off the TV and floated to the backyard to play with the Pokémon there.

Since Victini was led astray by Latias as soon as it arrived at the nursery, it was never home, and Gengar couldn't even take it with it to steal honey.

Upon arriving in the backyard, Gengar greeted Cynthia, who was sitting in the garden, and then asked Garchomp if it wanted to go play in another forest for a while.

Garchomp pondered for a moment, then nodded.

And so, the dragon and the demon flew toward an unfamiliar forest.

It is said that during those days, the Pokémon in that forest didn't dare to come out during the day.

After finishing her breakfast, Cynthia sat in the garden, enjoying the weather. Although it was summer, the gazebo blocked the sunlight, so she didn't feel hot. On the contrary, a gentle breeze would occasionally blow by, and the garden was filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Today is a good day for reading.

Cynthia stood up, took the cutlery back to the kitchen and handed it to Alcremie, then left the kitchen to go upstairs to get a book and enjoy her precious reading time in the backyard.

Before going upstairs, she glanced at the rest area and saw Fang Yan wearing glasses, head down, writing incessantly with a pen in his hand. Behind him, Miss Gothic was sorting things out, and Nine-Tailed Fox and Roentgenie were lying at his feet. Nine-Tailed Fox's tail was gently patting Fang Yan's head.

Cynthia took out her phone, turned off the sound, and then took a picture.

World-famous painting: The acting champion is working overtime.

Cynthia smiled knowingly as she looked at the photos she had taken, then greeted Meowth, who was sitting behind the counter, with a smile before going upstairs.

Fang Yan looked at the second document, which detailed the arrangements for the "Hinoki Conference" and whether further modifications or improvements were needed.

Fang Yan looked at the detailed process arrangement on the document, then leaned back in the armchair and carefully read the text description.

Five minutes later, Cynthia, now wearing a sleeveless top, came down from the second floor. She glanced at the rest area—a familiar place, a familiar book covering her face, and that familiar snoring.

Cynthia stopped and looked at Fang Yan, who was already fast asleep. She exchanged a glance with Miss Goth, who had just finished sorting, and they both smiled helplessly.

I knew it would be like this —

Miss Goth was not surprised at all, as if she had expected this outcome.

Miss Goth is doing a self-examination.

What could have caused it to feel that the dialect had suddenly become more diligent?

Cynthia glanced at the book in her hand, then at Fang Yan who was fast asleep. She hesitated for a moment, then walked to the rest area, sat down next to Fang Yan, put the book on the table, picked up the pen that had fallen to the ground, and started working on a document.

Mrs. Fujino looked at Hirona, who was processing documents for Fang Yan, with her eyes shining.

This is so easy to do; the couple worked together to process the documents.

Watching Cynthia help Fang Yan with the documents, Miss Goth thought to herself, "Thank goodness Wu Song isn't here, otherwise he would definitely—"

Furious.

It already imagined in its mind what Wusong's expression would be upon seeing this scene.

Wusong: Ah, right, right, you guys are amazing, so high and mighty. You two are the champions of the Sinnoh region, and instead of handling Sinnoh's affairs, you go and deal with the affairs of the Unova region next door. Fine, the Unova Elite Four are human, but I'm not. I have to work overtime to handle the affairs of the entire league, and you use the free time to deal with the Unova League's affairs. You guys are too amazing!

Miss Goth shuddered, shook her head, floated to the door, and sensed the area around the breeding path for a while. She didn't sense Wusong's presence, but she still felt unsafe. After thinking for a moment, she closed the door of the breeding house halfway.

Still feeling unsafe, it quietly sat in the hammock between two fruit trees in front of the kennel, lying gracefully on it and closing its eyes.

I'm just being cautious for them.

Miss Goth thought to herself.

Yes! It's all about being vigilant!

Its spiritual energy began to spread out, and it could immediately detect Wusong's aura if it appeared nearby, and would immediately alert Xirona and Fangyan.

As time passed, five minutes later, Miss Goth's mental energy was slowly and unconsciously withdrawn from her body.

Miss Gothic's breathing began to steady itself.

Miss Goth overlooked one thing: its trainer was like that. How could a Pokémon be so confident that it wouldn't fall asleep while lying down?

Don't they know that Pokémon and their trainers can be very similar in some way?

Perhaps it knows, but it probably doesn't know right now.

Because at that moment, Miss Goth was sleeping soundly.

at the same time.

Sinnoh League, League Building, inside the office.

A man with long purple hair and elegant glasses was engrossed in processing the documents on the table.

He put down his pen, twisted his neck, and immediately a series of clattering sounds rang out. He glanced at the few remaining documents and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally, only a little bit left to process —"

Wusong leaned back in his office chair, squinting his eyes as he relaxed for a long time.

The office air conditioning was a bit cold, but in this hot summer, Wu Song, who had stopped to rest, felt incredibly comfortable in the air conditioning. He felt as if his soul had left his body and he was starting to float away.

A flash of red light appeared, and Bronze Bell jumped out of the Poké Ball. Its eyes flickered, and it looked at the soul above Wusong's head with a face full of question marks.

???

"Wusong ah————"

A-Liu's voice came in, and the bronze bell saw the soul above Wu-Song's head shrink back into its body.

Bronze bell: ? ? ?

I can't understand —

Wu Song quickly sat up straight and opened his eyes. "Was I just asleep?"

Wusong rubbed his eyes, looked at A-Liu who had pushed open the door and was crying, and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong now?"

Ah Liu collapsed onto the sofa, looking utterly dejected. "Is there any way to send those two back?"

Now they're taking over the training area all day and flying around everywhere, and the other Pokémon are protesting.

Fang Yan said that when he comes back, he will find a way to send them back to their own time and space. Fang Yan hasn't come back yet, so please be patient and spend more time with them.

Upon hearing this, Ah Liu couldn't help but burst into tears again: "Fangyan Shop Manager—why aren't you back yet?! I'm going crazy!"

Wusong looked at A-Liu, who kept complaining, and was at a loss for what to do. They had no way of dealing with this kind of thing anyway.

Wusong took out his phone and found that Fangyan hadn't sent him a message yet, and neither had Xirona.

Gosho pushed up his glasses. "By the way, is this crisis in the Unova region really that terrible? It's been a week and it's still not over?"

"It's a good thing it was him and the big sister who went. Both champions would have needed so much time to deal with things. — Indeed, handling affairs is still my forte."

Wu Song shook his head, picked up another document, and began processing it.

Since the champions are on the front lines of the battle, as the King, he must handle the league's affairs on their behalf, ensuring they have no worries.

Thinking of this, Wusong felt a bit more energetic again.

The iconic scene: Wu Song voluntarily works overtime!

The bronze bell to the side: ? ? ?

Although that's what he thought, Wusong still felt that something was wrong.

"Strange, is the air conditioning too cold? Why do I always feel a little cold? I have a feeling that something has happened to me that I've been wronged by—"

"Apologize to you? You're overthinking it, Wusong. You don't even have a girlfriend—"

A-Liu lay on the sofa, mocking Wu-Song.

Wu Song:————

"The bronze bell, its spirit powerful!"

"Ah! Help! Wusong, you're going to kill me!"

Meanwhile, in the breeding house and rest area.

Fang Yan rolled over, threw the documents off his face, opened his eyes, looked at Cynthia sitting next to him, and blinked.

Noticing Fang Yan's movement, Cynthia continued what she was doing, asking without looking up, "What's wrong?"

"I suddenly feel like I've forgotten something."

Cynthia frowned, then asked gently, "What did you forget?"

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There was no reply for a long time. She turned her head and glanced at him, only to find that Fang Yan had fallen asleep again at some point.

She shook her head, covered the document in her hand, placed the pen on her lap, and rubbed her forehead.

So tired————

She glanced at the files she had finished processing. "Have I already processed this many?"

Cynthia thought for a moment, capped the pen, placed it on the table beside her along with the documents, then lay down in her chair and closed her eyes to rest.

After taking care of the Pokémon in the backyard, Mrs. Fujino came out from behind the counter and saw Fang Yan and Cynthia sleeping soundly in the rest area. She glanced at the table next to Fang Yan, where a document was lying peacefully, and then at the table next to Cynthia, where there were two more documents than Fang Yan's.

Mrs. Fujino was both amused and exasperated. She walked to the counter, carefully bypassed the Psychic Cat sister who was sleeping on the counter, and then took out a blanket from under the counter and covered them all.

After doing all that, she picked up the air conditioner remote, adjusted the temperature, walked to the door, and closed the other door, leaving only a small crack.

After finishing everything, Mrs. Fujino returned to the rest area, sat on a recliner, put on her glasses, and curiously picked up the documents that Cynthia had processed and glanced at them.

One minute later.

ZZZ.

Summer was still that hot summer, Shuangye Town was still that bustling Shuangye Town, the canteen was still that popular canteen, and the backyard was still that noisy backyard.

Of course, the nursery is still the same cozy nursery, and the rest area is still the same rest area where you can sleep and relax.

No matter how time passes, if the owner of the breeding center is a loser, then everyone else, or rather, the Pokémon, will inevitably become a loser as well.

"Ee-mae————"

Delicious cake

That's right—it's the cake I made—the best cake in the world! (>;<;)

As she held up the large spoon, her head unconsciously lowered.

Click—

The large spoon was broken.

"Ee-ma!"

Waaaaah!

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