Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

Ten is greater than eight; even a mouse can figure out this kind of numerical comparison!

"But aren't eight enough to participate in the conference?" Xiaoxia, who had been holding back her complaints all day, finally couldn't help but ask, "From the perspective of effectiveness, aren't they all the same?"

Xiao Mao remained unfazed, maintaining his proud posture.

"Ten badges are not the same as eight badges! Eight is the passing grade, ten is honor! It's proof of strength!"

Xiao Gang stood to the side, nodding thoughtfully.

"Indeed, but to be fair, some badges really don't have much value..."

Halfway through his sentence, he suddenly remembered something and quickly waved his hand at Xiaoxia.

"Oh, of course I didn't mean anything by implying anything about your dojo, don't get me wrong."

Xiaoxia's face instantly darkened.

She hadn't even considered that possibility.

But after Xiaogang's explanation, she was bound to misunderstand!

Xiao Zhi's eyes lit up.

"Since that's the case, how about we have a match?"

He took a step forward, clenched his fist, and became excited.

Pikachu jumped off the shoulder, landed on the ground, and was ready to pounce.

"Ha! Come on then!"

Xiao Mao was full of confidence, arms crossed, a triumphant smile playing on his lips.

He has been diligently studying during this time!

215. How naive!

The words had barely left his mouth—

"What? Gary is going to challenge Ash again?"

In the lobby of the research institute, someone shouted this first.

Immediately afterwards, the researchers who had been engrossed in their work at the lab table all looked up, their eyes shining brighter than the last.

"Really? Now?"

"Quickly, quickly, put down what you're doing!"

One pass ten, ten pass a hundred.

Thanks to the efforts of the group that was slacking off, the encyclopedia screen was filled with a series of "!!!" and "Come to the lobby immediately" messages.

Researchers at the institute peeked out from their various laboratories.

Some people have even started taking snacks out of their drawers.

Potato chips, sunflower seeds, energy bars—everything was available, and the packaging bags rustled as if they had been fully prepared for this moment.

Some people even brought small stools and sat directly in the front row, holding a steaming cup of coffee in their hands.

"Seniors, why are you all so agitated?"

A new researcher, who had never experienced the era of the "Big Curly King," looked around at his colleagues, who had instantly turned into onlookers, with a puzzled expression.

He was still holding a stack of lab notebooks, his shoulders frozen in place, completely bewildered.

"Oh dear, you're late, you didn't even know."

The researcher, who had lived through the dark ages of the Great Curly King, wiped his glasses and then patted his new colleague on the shoulder with a heavy heart.

"Watching Xiao Mao lose the game in such a fancy way... that's one of the only two kinds of fun in our research institute life!"

"Only two?"

The young colleague pressed on with curiosity, his eyes brimming with a thirst for knowledge.

"What's the other one?"

The elderly researcher pushed up his glasses, his face serious.

"Of course you should publish a paper! What's wrong with you, young man! Do I even need to tell you? How can you have no ambition at all!"

"It is! It is!"

"I told you long ago, this kid's desire to seek the Dao is obviously not firm!"

Several seasoned veterans of the same rank around him echoed his sentiments, nodding and gesturing earnestly.

Xiaoxia: "..."

Okay, this is very scientific research.

Pallet Town Research Institute never lacks two things.

Experimental data and gossip.

Swallowing back the complaints that were about to come out, Xiaoxia quietly pulled up a stool as well.

Xiao Mao's lips twitched slightly.

He heard it.

He heard it all.

What does it mean to "lose the game in fancy ways"? What does it mean to have "only two kinds of fun"?

Do these people have some misunderstanding about their careers?

Xiao Mao suddenly turned his head, his eyes sweeping over the group of researchers with murderous intent.

The researchers fell silent in unison, but their expressions clearly betrayed their true feelings.

It's no use glaring at us; facts are facts, and nothing can change them!

A few of the bolder ones even grinned at him, their smiles carrying a kind of blatant arrogance that made one's teeth itch.

Xiao Mao took a deep breath.

His chest rose and fell slowly, one beat after another.

He's not angry.

Today, he not only received the good news of the Mega Bracelet, but he also surpassed Ash in the number of badges.

She has a great attitude!

Besides, once he beats Xiaozhi to a pulp, let's see what these people can say!

What can I say!

.......

The range of Pokémon battles has a significant impact.

At the suggestion, everyone immediately went outside the research institute.

This place usually keeps some Pokémon; the space is huge.

Even if part of it is destroyed, it can still be used as a rock and soil mining site, serving as a buffet for Rock-type Pokémon on the ground.

The two sides were about to take their stances in battle.

"Boom—! Boom—!"

A series of heavy footsteps came from the fence over the lawn.

Looking around, a group of Tauros carrying several researchers who had just received the news came galloping from the ranch fence in the distance.

"It's Tauros!" "Pikachu!"

As they approached, Ash immediately greeted them happily.

We exchanged a few words about our feelings.

The thirty Tauros all turned their heads and looked at Gary with unfriendly expressions.

Their hooves pawed at the ground, they snorted heavily, and their eyes gleamed with hostility.

—They heard it from the person who just fed them.

Someone wanted to challenge Ash. That's why he came over to lend a hand.

So you're the one who wants to challenge our boss? You want to see if our bull horns are too sharp?

Thirty pairs of eyes and sixty bull horns, gleaming coldly in the sunlight, formed a semi-encirclement, directly surrounding Xiao Mao in the middle.

Xiaomao: "......?!"

Being surrounded by a group of Tauros, even he felt a bit of pressure.

Not to mention that Muk and Dust Mountain have somehow been refreshed on the side again.

This scene... is he going to get ganged up on?

Damn it! Where are his Pokémon?!

Please help!

When no reinforcements arrived, Xiao Mao took a few deep breaths.

The bigger the event, the less you should panic!

This was the first lesson he learned from his grandfather: staying calm is the most basic quality of a trainer under any circumstances!

He pulled a Poké Ball from his waist and, quick-witted, tossed it twice in his palm.

"Xiao Zhi, don't say I'm bullying you. How about we have a one-on-one match to decide the winner!"

Once Ash is dealt with, the other Pokémon will definitely not dare to make any rash moves!

He, Gary, knew the principle of "using trainers to command Pokémon"!

"Okay!"

Without thinking much, Xiao Zhi grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.