My electronic Pokémon came true?

Until she returned to Orange College, Mudan was not the type of person who was interested in gossip, let alone taking the initiative to learn about the identity of the student council president.

At this moment, Mudan just felt that Nemo looked a little familiar, and there was an empty seat next to Nemo.

Seeing that most of the seats were occupied, Mudan had no choice but to go into the classroom and sit next to Nimo.

"Hello, classmate!"

When Nemo saw Mudan sitting over to her, she got even more excited and moved closer. In response to Nemo's greeting, Mudan shrank her neck at first.

"Hello……"

"You are here to attend Mr. Nan Xian's handcraft class as well! My name is Nimo, nice to meet you!"

"I……"

Mudan could only utter a few words after Nemo greeted her three times. To her, Nemo, a social savvy who took the initiative to approach her and greet her, was really too terrifying.

Just when Mudan was praying that time would pass quickly, the bell finally rang, and at the right time for class, the handicraft teacher walked into the classroom.

A petite, white-haired girl with a tender face. Although many people have seen her photo on the school forum, when they actually saw her, the students still talked about it and marveled at the young age of the handicraft teacher.

however.

"Hello everyone, I am the teacher of this class, Nan Xian."

Nan Xian stepped on the podium, looked at the densely packed figures below, and snapped his fingers first.

creak...

A wooden box floated into the classroom door, which had not yet been closed. Then, under the curious gaze of the students, the door closed automatically and the box landed quietly beside the girl.

"No more nonsense."

No more thoughts of greeting.

Nan Xian placed one hand on the podium and waved the other hand behind him. There was no need to watch. The chalk wrote words on the blackboard under the control of his mind.

"Today's first class is also the theme of this semester's handcraft course."

"——I will teach you how to make your own Poké Ball."

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Giratina

undulating water

Taile Bagosi

Chapter 252: Teacher Nan Xian's First Class

Nan Xian heard the students below the podium whispering to each other, discussing what he had just said.

"My own Poké Ball..."

——This is the student whose mood was moved by Nan Xian’s words.

"Eh~! Didn't they say before that the craft class wouldn't teach you how to make tangerine balls?"

——This is a student who doesn’t understand the difference between a Poké Ball and a Poke Ball.

Nan Xian waited for a moment, and the noise in the classroom naturally quieted down.

It wasn't that the students had no desire to discuss, nor that the young people were particularly sensible, but at this moment in the back of the classroom, Clavel was looking down at the students with an expressionless face.

Nan Xian had the impression that the old principal was amiable, but in the eyes of the students, his neat and serious attire gave off an inherent sense of oppression, not to mention that Principal Clavell's glasses always flashed a cold light.

Even the teachers would sometimes feel scared when facing the old principal, let alone the students.

The old principal who came to listen to the class didn't even need to say a word. When the students realized they were being watched, they immediately quieted down.

Seeing this, Nan Xian continued to speak.

"Hmm... I just heard some students have questions. They seem to be confused about the difference between Poké Balls and ordinary Poké Balls."

The girlish-looking handicraft teacher stood in front of the podium and spoke very fluently.

"So let me first introduce to you what a Poké Ball is and what a Poké Ball is."

"Generally speaking, the Poké Balls that are commonly known to the public today are capsule-shaped, with their iconic red and white color scheme, while the Citron Balls are made of cones. Although their basic functions are similar to those of Poké Balls, they have various differences for Pokémon."

"For example..."

Clavel was slightly surprised.

Even though he had just intimidated the students in the handicraft classroom, the old principal's attention was mostly not on the students.

Clavel was a researcher when he was young, and now as the president of Orange College, his curiosity has not faded.

Even though Clavel already knew the content of Nan Xian's first class in advance, the old principal's seriousness at this moment still surpassed that of most students in the classroom.

"Teacher Nanxian's lectures are unexpectedly smooth..."

Next to the old principal, biology teacher Genia was also holding a notebook and taking notes in the book. While his hands were moving constantly, he was mumbling and sighing under his breath.

"This is probably because appearance alone doesn't tell the whole story, or maybe geniuses can show their talents in any field."

Because Genia's voice was not loud, and because he approved of it in his heart, Clavel did not stop the biology teacher from talking to himself.

Unlike most teachers at Orange Academy.

Although Orange Academy temporarily recruited a large number of teachers due to last year's accident, most teachers still need to pass the teacher qualification examination. Among this group of teachers, Nan Xian is one of the very few exceptions.

Clavel did not have high expectations for Nan Xian's teaching ability. After all, she was still very young and had not received any teacher training.

Due to various reasons, the additional handicraft class offered by Orange College is only an elective course. According to the old principal's best-case scenario, interested students can probably acquire a specialty under the guidance of the handicraft teacher.

Unexpectedly, Nan Xian actually carefully planned the teaching schedule for the entire semester.

Clavel turned his gaze back to the wooden box beside the podium. In that box were the teaching materials that the handicraft teacher had asked the academy to prepare.

“…Since the process of making mandarin orange balls requires the craftsman to thoroughly understand the nature of the cones and flexibly adjust the process according to the different conditions of the inner wall of the same type of cones, there is no uniform technique among many master craftsmen in the art of making mandarin orange balls.”

"If any students want to learn how to make mandarin orange balls in a short period of time, then I can only apologize in advance, but I think everyone should have expected it a long time ago."

There were bursts of laughter in the classroom.

Nan Xian gradually immersed herself in the role of a teacher. At this moment, she understood why most of the teachers in the academy liked students very much and were willing to teach them.

——Students in this college basically never act up in class, but study hard.

So Nan Xian only needed to keep talking and occasionally answer one or two questions from students. Even if he had no experience, as long as the process was under control, there was nothing to worry about.

"It is very difficult to make a Poké Ball, but correspondingly, the most common Poké Ball is not as difficult to make as most people imagine."

"So, in order to achieve the course goals this semester, the college has specially prepared materials for you, which is the box of cones next to me."

In an instant, everyone in the classroom turned their attention to the wooden box, even Clavel and Genia were no exception.

"Well... this pile of cones is not expensive, but if we don't need to consume them continuously throughout the semester, the cost is still quite high."

Genia muttered.

"It would be nice if students could actually learn how to make Poké Balls."

"Teacher Genia, you have to believe in our students, and..."

Clavel finally couldn't bear it anymore and glanced at the biology teacher beside him.

"…Be quiet during class! Don't create any extra obstacles for Teacher Nan Xian."

"Ming...I understand!"

The little incident at the back of the classroom had no effect on Nan Xian at all.

The white-haired girl simply snapped her fingers again, and dozens of red cones floated out of the wooden box and flew in front of the students one by one.

The show-off way of displaying telekinesis immediately caused the students to marvel, but Nan Xian did not give them time to marvel.

"This is a red cone, which is one of the materials used to make the Poké Balls."

The bright red cones lay quietly in front of every student. After hearing Nan Xian's story, everyone, including Nimo and Mudan, couldn't help but reach out and touch the cones.

——Except for Genia at the back of the classroom.

"Eh?!"

Although she had just received a warning from the old principal, at this moment, Genia was still stunned and unable to control her emotions.

"…Where are my cones?"

Because the number of places in the handicraft class was limited and in order to accommodate subsequent teaching content, only one cone was prepared for each student in the course schedule. As a result, the biology teacher, who came to audit the class without permission and occupied classroom space, did not receive any preferential treatment at all.

Jinia was disappointed when she saw that the wooden box next to Nan Xian was empty. When she turned around, she saw the old principal took out a red cone from his pocket, which made her even more unbelievable.

——I can only say that old ginger is still spicy.

Instead of hoping that Yu Nanxian would take out the students' share of the cones and give them to the teacher, it is better to prepare them yourself.

Clavel had a faint smile on his face and continued to listen attentively to the handicraft teacher's class.

"Any kind of cone can be used to make a Poké Ball. As long as you remove the flesh inside the cone and prepare the corresponding jade thread and iron lock, it is actually quite easy to make an ordinary Poké Ball."

"But the first step for you is to understand what cones are."

There was a red cone for demonstration in front of Nan Xian. She pointed her fingers and the cone appeared in front of her.

The girl pointed at the red cone with her fingertips and blurted out the corresponding information without thinking.

"The red cone is a tree fruit with a pungent aroma. Its flesh is spicy and has a slight sour taste. If you take out the flesh and squeeze it into juice and feed it to Pokémon, it can also strengthen the Pokémon's physical strength in a short period of time."

"Smelling the cones, or even tasting the flesh, is the best way to tell the quality of the cones."

"Now, you can try to smell the red cones in front of you, and then I will teach you how to disassemble the cones in the first class."

At this point, the students, who had long been unable to suppress their curiosity, couldn't wait to pick up the red cones, and then had different reactions to the pungent fragrance of the red cones.

Seeing the young people in the classroom exclaiming, curiosity flashing in their eyes, and talking to familiar friends while whispering to each other.

Nan Xian couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth slightly.

"There is a basic craft kit prepared by the academy on the desk. Please put down the cones. I will show you how to process the cones in a correct and safe way."

In the past few years, the number of cones that she had personally touched and handled had exceeded four digits, not to mention that after acquiring the ability of waveguide sensing, the girl had a deeper understanding of the properties of the cones.

However, even if these experiences were told to students, most people present would probably not be able to understand them and would be confused.

however.

At this moment, the young craftsman regained some of her original intention.

In the beginning, she also slowly got to know the cones in this way, trying to process them step by step, down to earth, and finally she was able to learn all the techniques from the master.

Nan Xian did not expect that there would be students in Orange Academy with talents that surpassed others and could learn to make Poké Balls in a short period of time. However, simply teaching students how to make some simple Poké Balls seemed to be an interesting thing now.

——Especially Nemo and Peony.

Nan Xian cast a hidden look at the two of them.

To be honest, Nan Xian was surprised at first that these two people could get together. No matter how he thought about it, Nimo and Mudan's personalities seemed to be two extremes.

But.

Nan Xian didn’t have much thought about communication between friends. She looked at the two of them, just curious about whether they would show talent in the craft of making Poké Balls.

Not to mention Nemo, because of the dispute at the school gate some time ago, Nan Xian roughly understood Mudan's true strength. According to Padiya's level calculation method, she has almost reached the threshold of a champion-level trainer.

A young champion-level trainer and a hacker genius.

Nan Xian had certain expectations for the two of them, but after looking over, she discovered that under her instruction, their movements were more flustered than those of ordinary students.

...What's going on between you two?

To say that handling cones is easy is too easy, but to say that it is difficult is also putting too much emphasis on the cones.

The most difficult part of using cones to make Poké Balls is the latter part.

Don’t say anything else.

When Nan Xian first started out as an apprentice, it didn't take long for him to be able to process cones for the master craftsman using steel.

Even in the ancient times, craftsmen had certain experience in processing cones with hard and round skin. In modern times, the production of craft kits has become simpler and more popular.

Simply secure the cone on a workbench, split it in two with a knife, and carefully remove the flesh.