Pokémon: Legendary Pokémon Simulator, Starting with Arceus

Although I became the person in charge somewhat haphazardly, we agreed to get started, and I spent an afternoon refining the plan.

After placing the material orders and storing them in the warehouse, we divided the students and the elves into groups based on their strengths, and then the next morning...

"You mean I have to attend at least one?"

In the office, Xiong Meng pointed at himself, looking incredulously at his embarrassed old teacher.

Our teacher just said that someone reported us, so we have to participate in a campaign.

Li Jianguo was also very embarrassed. He didn't expect that Xiong Meng's decision not to participate in the sports meet would have such a big impact, to the point that dozens of people would report him.

The principal understood after learning about it, but insisted on an explanation, so he said to him:

Let him organize it himself, as long as the students are satisfied. Oh, and let that kid take charge of the sports meet too.

The capable should do more work, and I believe in him.

The above is the original message that the principal asked Li Jianguo to convey. Xiong Meng was completely bewildered when he heard it. How did he suddenly become the governor?

"Okay, I'll see if I can add another activity, then I'll go up and play."

"Talk to the teacher and resolve this matter first," Xiong Meng thought, looking at the pile of documents and feeling like crying.

I finally planned out the bonfire party, but before I could even get started, here comes another one.

"Selling Σ(°△°|||)︴"

Mudkip tried to help, but after seeing the dense text, it became quiet and said, "I can't help you. Good luck, Trainer!"

While comforting Mudkip, he checked the information and found that he remembered all the people who had reported him; they were all people who had lost to him in previous sports meets.

No wonder everyone had such strong opinions. After years of training, when it was time for the final battle, they found that their opponents weren't going to fight. Not only were they not fighting, but they were also watching and commentating from the sidelines.

Well, who could stand this?

"I can't join the normal group, so we'll have to add new ones. What's a group that has a lot of people and can demonstrate strength...?"

While petting the fish, Xiong Meng pondered, habitually standing up and walking around, hoping to find some inspiration.

"Sell \ (￣︶￣) / ~"

The cry of the Mudskipper attracted him. He cupped his face in his hands and looked at it from left to right. It was round yet somewhat oval, strangely shaped.

Men's minds just jump around so fast. One minute they're thinking about something, and the next they're complaining or curious about something else.

"A perfectly round oval shape~"

Playing with the cool, icy cheek in my hand, I suddenly found it rather amusing.

"That's right! Oval!"

Suddenly, Xiong Meng had a flash of inspiration. This was a topic he could participate in! He took the paper and wrote three words on it: rugby.

"Rugby is indeed a great sport, but do you have enough time?"

Li Jianguo also thinks this sport is great, but he wonders if finding teammates and preparing will be too tiring, especially since there are two other big events to come.

"Time is easy to decide, and pure rugby is definitely not an option; we need a similar sporting theme."

We still need to think about the details. Place the paper with the new topic written on it on the table.

"I'll go to the class to confirm the registration first. The homeroom teacher can then pass this information on to the other teachers, and they'll understand naturally."

"Okay, then you can go ahead and get busy."

Li Jianguo didn't understand, but he did it anyway. After all, he didn't understand his students as well as they did. He gave it to them first and would come back if there were any problems.

Xiong Meng returned to the classroom and found the class monitor, the short-haired girl who had stopped him yesterday: "Chen Yahui, I need to ask you for a favor."

The girl asked calmly, "Xiong Meng, you can just tell me. I'll do my best to help."

Tell the girl what happened, and her expression turns to ⊙∀⊙! What's going on? We're all students, how did you suddenly become a manager?

Does being a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur) really give them an advantage...? Thinking back to how many of my seniors did it during battles...

"Chen Yahui? Class monitor?"

"Ah! Yes!"

Xiong Meng looked at the girl who had come back to her senses with a helpless expression. Why was she spacing out? She was usually so responsible and capable.

"Then please compile the statistics. For now, the registered projects will be based on last year's. If there are any changes later, we will add them, not reduce them."

"If there are any changes, it will be troublesome again. I'll take my leave now. Thank you so much!"

After finishing his business, Xiong Meng quickly left. He needed to check the schedule of the sports meet, squeeze in the newly decided competitions, and also plan his purchases.

The first batch of materials for the bonfire party will arrive soon, and we need to inspect, check, and distribute them in the warehouse. There's so much to do.

"that....."

The girl behind her reached out her hand, wanting to ask if she needed any help, but the girl had already left, so she had to attend to what the other person had asked for first.

"Hey!!! Don't talk!! Start filling out the sports meet event forms now!"

"Please submit the sports categories based on last year's list. We will notify you if there are any changes later."

Chen Yahui walked up to the podium and shouted, completely different from her previous dazed and sullen demeanor.

If Xiong Meng were here, he would surely be amazed at how different a person can be.

The students quickly discussed how to fill out the forms, because if they were slow, this older sister might hit them, and it would really hurt...

Two teachers were resting in the teachers' office. The principal had just said that the person in charge of the sports meet had changed, and now several of them were waiting.

At that moment, the door was pushed open and a student walked in. A teacher kindly asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Is this where the sports meet planning is located?"

"Is this the place? Do you have any questions or problems?"

After confirming, the other party nodded: "Hello teachers, my name is Xiong Meng, and I'm here to help out."

"Dear Xiong Meng, we are very happy to help, but we are not short of manpower at the moment."

A relieved smile appeared on his face. These days, classmates are really good; they're all proactively offering to help.

The teacher behind looked thoughtful. Why did that name sound so familiar? Then he remembered—wasn't that the name the principal had just mentioned?

"I think Xiong Meng is the one in charge of the sports meet."

The first teacher also realized what was happening and felt a little embarrassed. Xiong Meng smiled and said modestly.

"It's not a matter of taking responsibility. The senior colleagues here are all very experienced, so it's not my place to interfere."

"Right, let's get back to work."

Seeing that Xiong Meng was offering a way out, the two teachers were somewhat convinced that his attitude and character were good. Now it was just a matter of seeing his abilities.

After confirming their identities, the group began working. Xiong Meng immediately checked the type of competition, which was basically the same every year.

It mainly consists of running, shot put, rope skipping, basketball, etc. Although it's divided into class and individual events, it's still quite ordinary.

"Teachers, I remember we could add a few more items to the basics. What do you think?"

"Of course, Xiong Meng, feel free to add as many as you like."

The two said it was a minor issue, since the principal had already said he could do whatever he wanted.

"Okay, I've come up with four. Please take a look, teachers."

Xiong Meng took out his notebook and handed it over; it contained the project he had been thinking about on the way there.

"Inter-class competition: a 4-person horseback battle."

"Ten-Player Melee: Protective Bubble Match-Up"

"100-player game: rugby pitching".

"A Battle of a Thousand: Escape and Combat"

The two teachers were completely bewildered; apart from the horse-riding battle, they didn't recognize any of the characters.

"Um... Could you explain it more clearly, Xiong Meng?"

"Okay, let me explain it to the teacher in detail!"

The boy's eyes shone with excitement as he began his explanation with great enthusiasm.