Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

Pikachu immediately shrank back behind Ash, peeking out only half of its little head, and shook its head firmly.

"Pikachu, Pikachu!"

"Haha!" Lance Tse laughed. "How and when to use it is, of course, up to you!"

Xiao Zhi stretched out his hands and solemnly accepted the three gifts.

The cool orange badge tingled against his fingertips, the thick leather cover of the notebook felt solid, and the smooth surface of the Thunder Stone that Pikachu had secretly poked at his calf from behind, hinting that he should throw it away.

He raised his head, his eyes clear.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Maslow!"

Ma Zhishi waved his hand nonchalantly.

"As a Gym Leader, guiding promising Trainers and witnessing the ever-deepening bond between Pokémon and Trainers is my duty."

"Lei Lei~"

Before anyone knew it, Raichu had rubbed against Ash's leg.

Its round face carried a rare hint of shyness.

After hesitating for a moment, he took out a booklet that looked quite old, with worn and curled edges, and even carefully taped together, and carefully stuffed it into Xiaozhi's hand.

"Thank you, this is...?"

Xiao Zhi looked at the rather historical-looking booklet in his hand, somewhat puzzled.

"Oh?"

Mascher glanced at it, and a smile that was a mixture of nostalgia and amusement immediately appeared on his face. He stroked his chin.

"This... This is Raichu's own 'training manual'. Back when it was still Pikachu, it treasured this book like a precious gem, holding it all day long and studying it over and over again."

"No joke, the book deserves a lot of credit for Raichu's current strength."

He looked gently at Raichu, who was gazing at Ash with expectant eyes.

Then I looked at Pikachu, who was hiding behind Ash but couldn't help but peek out with its ears perked up, looking around curiously.

His tone was filled with emotion.

"Looks like you're quite popular with Electric-type Pokémon!"

Xia, standing nearby, glanced at Ma Zhishi with pity.

The dojo owner still hasn't realized the seriousness of the problem.

I peeked out curiously.

On the homemade cover, two slightly faded characters were boldly written in thick ink—

Electricity

“Huh? Mr. L. S. M.,” Xia noticed with her sharp eyes that some parts of the pages were noticeably thinner, with irregular tears. “This book… seems to have had many chapters torn out?”

Her eyes lit up slightly as she recalled some legends about incomplete ancient manuals.

"Could it be... that this is some incomplete ancient cultivation method? The other parts have been lost?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Zhishi blushed and coughed lightly.

"No, not quite... it's not that it's been lost."

"There are ancient things in it, but the other chapters, well... the main content is a bit different from electricity."

"Not electricity? Then what is it?"

Xiao Gang also became interested.

"For example, force, heat, energy conversion, and so on..."

Xiao Zhi, who had just glanced through it, interjected.

Xiao Gang was taken aback, then immediately became respectful.

"I see! Is it a comprehensive Pokémon training guide?"

"My apologies! May I ask what the name of this book is?"

"Where can I buy one? I also want to go and see if there's anything I can learn for my starfish!"

Ma Zhishi was a little overwhelmed by the barrage of questions from Xiao Gang and Xiao Xia.

Then he looked at Ash, who had already figured out what it was.

"You can buy it online, and it even comes with free shipping."

Xiao Zhi said.

"Really? That's great!"

Completely unaware of why Ash would understand, Misty and Brock immediately pulled out their Pokédex.

Prepare search history.

"What about the name?"

""physics""

Xiaoxia and Xiaogang: "..."

Raichu nodded.

That's it.

Back then, it felt that the other chapters, which talked about pulleys and levers, convex lens imaging, and the heat absorption of melting ice...

What does it have to do with an electric mouse?

It's completely useless!

Only the electrical part seemed right, so I kept only that part!

Ash held the incomplete book "Physics (Electricity Section)" and looked at Raichu's serious expression, as if to say, "I'm really good at picking out the important points."

He said it solemnly.

"Thank you, I'll make sure Pikachu looks good."

Raichu waved his hand sheepishly.

They adopted a "don't be polite, knowledge is power, and we must pass it on" attitude.

......

After Ash and his friends left, the gym returned to a brief period of tranquility.

The only sound was the rustling of the broom across the ground.

Ma Zhishi was picking up a large broom and cleaning up the mess with his two henchmen.

Raichu, meanwhile, was holding a wet rag and wiping away the dust and mud splattered on the fence with a slurping sound.

It's like the Joker having to go to the supermarket to buy groceries and cook dinner after a whole day of fighting Batman.

No matter how powerful the Gym Leader is in battle, or how devastating the Pokémon are.

After the battle, the challenger can leave, but the gym leader has to obediently go and repair the arena.

"Boss, that kid was really good."

One of the young men swept the area and sighed with emotion.

“There are promising newcomers every year, but it’s rare to see someone as unconventional as him… uh, unusual.”

Ma Xueshi swept up a pile of rubble.

"However, you never know what kind of opponent you'll face next, and that's part of the fun of fighting..."

"Lei Lei~"

Raichu nodded.

Scrub off a stain vigorously.

Just then, a figure blocked the light at the entrance of the dojo.

The newcomer wore a sharply tailored yet understated black suit, and his leather shoes were gleaming.

It was completely out of place in this dojo, which was full of signs of battle.

He first stood at the doorway, his sharp gaze sweeping across the chaotic battlefield, lingering for a moment on a deep footprint and a radiating scorched area.

Then he slowly approached.

"It seems you've just finished a rather intense battle, Lt. Surge."

The man in black spoke, his voice steady and carrying a professional air of appreciation.

"The damage to the venue is quite impressive, both you and Raichu."

The tone was polite, but there was no real warmth in it.

The two henchmen stopped what they were doing almost simultaneously and stood up alertly.

They stood on either side of Ma Zhishi.

Ma Tsz stopped what he was doing and propped the broom on the ground.

His broad shoulders turned slightly toward the newcomer, and the ease in his eyes lessened, replaced by a sharp scrutiny.

"We're cleaning up and can't entertain you right now. What brings you here?"

The man in black didn't seem to care about this unwelcoming attitude.

He took a business card from his inner pocket, held it between two fingers, and handed it to Ma Chee Siu.

"Last time, it seems that our marketing department colleagues failed to fully convey our sincerity and vision for cooperation."

“I remember the owner of the museum said at the time… let someone with more influence talk to us.”

"My name is Kuroki, Business Manager of the Kuroba City Division of Rocket Logistics Co., Ltd."

"Having come in person this time, I wonder... if I can be considered to have any 'weight'?"