Pokemon: My Trainer Simulator

Chapter 963: Chapter 597: Nirvana Potion (2)

Why isn’t Misdreavus explaining herself?

The narrator didn’t explain this, but did mention that young mages could understand ancient texts—

As descendants of a Magic Clan, the script of the Third Dynasty was as important to them as modern language.

Seeing this, he couldn’t help but think of James, remembering that James, whose family had quite a heritage, could also understand some of the Third Dynasty script. Could this ancient dynasty be very remarkable?

He rarely focused on the history of the Pokémon animated world because the history of each region was numerous and complicated, and there were even many lost histories, none of which were connected.

”...A faint hope.”

Baimu had a vague feeling from the start that the Nirvana Potion with different main ingredients wasn’t too reliable.

Now the mage placed the hope of reviving her friend on Misdreavus, which only increased his doubts about whether the mage’s dream could come true.

The timeline returns to the present.

The mage climbed out of bed to continue her efforts.

[You still believe today that Misdreavus is your former companion, and the fact that she remembers nothing about the time before she met you only strengthens your belief.]

Hmm?

Really?

Baimu read the narrator’s content, feeling his heart pounding.

The No Mark Chapter was the one with the most bizarre things, including but not limited to Super Ancient Pokémon inhabiting objects, a Gastly that lived a thousand years and could turn into a human, and a Ninetales that lived for hundreds of years, and so on.

Ash Ketchum and Pikachu even ”died” once, with Haunter separating their souls from their bodies.

The idea of humans turning into Pokémon after death seemed strange, but in the Kanto and Johto Regions of the No Mark Chapter, it strangely made sense.

He gazed at the mage as if she were injected with adrenaline, thinking that perhaps there would be an answer at the end.

Thus.

The scene sped up.

The Silver Conference officially opened.

In the opening scene, the mage stood at the gate of the venue, eagerly watching as a torchbearer carrying the Holy Fire passed by her.

If she were as wild as the Rocket Team, she might have rushed over to grab the Holy Fire.

[You held back your desire, fearing to cause trouble for the Magic School]

Afraid of causing trouble for the school, and not for herself?

Baimu didn’t know where to vent his frustrations.

Just like at the time of Sister Xiangfen, the League Conference participants from that era were far fewer than now, with only over a hundred people successfully obtaining eight badges.

It was obvious that not only the Gym Leaders, but also the challenging Trainers didn’t have the strength of their successors.

They were even weaker than the Gym Leaders.

This led to the situation where, after the mage successfully broke through the preliminaries, the first round of the selection matches started from the top thirty-two.

[You defeated your opponent and successfully advanced from the selection matches]

The strategy of doping was terrifying at the early stages of the competition. Those Trainers who accidentally obtained badges or didn’t get them from major gyms were no match for the mage.

The Pokémon under her command, even excluding Mismagius, were quite powerful combatants.

Therefore, advancing from the top thirty-two to sixteen, and from sixteen to eight was a breeze, with no suspense.

Baimu couldn’t help but sigh at the impressiveness of the Double Blue Talent simulator model, noting how ordinary simulations would make him worry about getting eliminated by the top thirty-two.

[You defeated your opponent and successfully advanced to the finals of the championship]

Starting from the top eight, the strength of the opponents visibly increased.

However, the mage was no pushover. Originally, Pokémon like Mismagius were already very powerful; after doping, they were even stronger. The opposing Trainer was no match at all.

The powerful strength drew expressions of admiration from the densely packed audience seats.

Getting closer to victory, the mage became even more serious.

The tournament, unlike formal exams, only had one chance, and she dared not slack off in the least.

Semi-finals.

The simulation speed no longer accelerated, indirectly proving that the opponent had strength similar to the mage’s, as evidenced by her needing four Pokémon to defeat her opponent.

[You defeated your opponent and advanced to the finals]

Baimu’s heart beat wildly.

He felt the mage’s comprehensive strength was higher than the Double Blue simulation models from the previous two times, perhaps capable of challenging and defeating one or two of the Four Heavenly Kings.

Thinking about the rewards the Superpower User’s simulation brought him, Baimu was filled with anticipation for the mage.

Finals.

The mage executed the doping tactic to the extreme.

Before the match, she practically filled the belly of each Pokémon with potions to boost their power, and the simulation even deliberately gave the Pokémon effects similar to Saiyan auras.

This made Baimu silently mourn for her opponent.

The final’s scene wasn’t as heated as previous simulations, but carried a peculiar resolve and the urgency of truth being imminent.

It was clear that the mage was also nervous, affecting some of her Pokémon.

Luckily, Mismagius was consistently reliable as usual.

When the opponent had only one Pokémon left and started trying a desperate counterattack, Mismagius gave no opportunity, crushing the opponent’s hopes with her absolute power after doping.

The scene flickered.

The next second.

The image of the mage holding the trophy, with her back to the Holy Fire, occupied Baimu’s vision.

[You defeated your opponent and won the Silver Conference]

Victory!

The Champion is secured!

Although Baimu wasn’t as excited as before, he clapped for the mage and eagerly anticipated her performance in the Champion Alliance.

However.

[You gave up the idea of participating in this year’s Champion Alliance, only wishing to get close to the Holy Fire]

He was dumbfounded.