Pokemon: My Trainer Simulator

Chapter 1193 -701: Ore Tradition_3

“Then prepare to face the punishment!”

Baimu turned slightly, and said to Hoopa, who was watching the knowledge quiz with great interest, “Hoopa, help me call over that night form Lycanroc we saw at noon.”

“Night form Lycanroc?”

Under Ayana’s horrified gaze, Hoopa spoke and nodded slightly, “Hoopa understands!”

“Come out!”

It flew to the center, activating the Golden Ring as if no one were around.

The trainers at the arena saw a talking Pokémon for the first time and began discussing it in surprise.

Ayana couldn’t help but ask, “Baimu, it…”

Baimu loudly explained to everyone, “Don’t be surprised! This is the Mythical Pokémon Hoopa, a mischievous and intelligent Pokémon, and that was its special ability. Chatot can also speak human languages, it’s not exclusive to humans!”

The Golden Ring vibrated.

The Lycanroc Leader landed, looking around in panic. After realizing it was suddenly surrounded by many humans, it instinctively wanted to escape through an opening.

But just as it took a step, it saw Baimu blocking its path.

“Hey, nice to see you again. Don’t be nervous; I just want to ask you for a favor.”

He smiled as he took out a Poké Block from his pocket, “Remember this? Your kids loved this stuff at home, want it?” 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ

“Aroo…”

The Lycanroc Leader instinctively wanted to bark loudly to intimidate, but upon spotting the eerie Gengar with half its head popping out of Baimu’s shadow, it swallowed its howl.

It sniffed the Poké Block Baimu handed over, looking at him with a complex expression.

At lunch, this human had produced a large amount of these small blocks to feed the young ones in the pack, causing the originally human-wary Rockruff to act coquettish, just for a small block.

It thought it was something bad, but Helena explained it was actually delicious and very precious…

“You’ll chase him and bite his butt, not drawing blood but making sure it hurts, until you hear a beep. I’ll give you one each time you bite.”

Baimu said with a mischievous smile, startling everyone around.

The previously calm Ying Ma panicked, “Hey, hey! Baimu, you—”

“Can’t afford to lose now?”

Baimu’s laid-back words made Ying Ma’s face flush.

He hemmed and hawed for a while, glancing at the Lycanroc Leader several times, and grudgingly said, “What more can I say then?”

“Take responsibility! Be a real man!”

Baimu gave him a thumbs up and turned back to the Lycanroc Leader, “What do you think?”

“Aroo.”

The Lycanroc Leader eyed Ying Ma’s butt and nodded slightly.

If it was just this little thing, it could do it.

“Then let’s begin! Around the arena—run!” At Baimu’s command, a tense Ying Ma dashed forward.

Who’d have guessed the Lycanroc was even faster, chomping down instantly.

Ying Ma clutched his butt and let out a cry, “Ah!!”

In great pain, his legs moved like spinning wheels.

He sped forward as if propelled by the High-speed Movement of a Super True Newbie, and the Lycanroc Leader ran even faster.

Ying Ma barely had time to regret it; his pursuer was too close, and not running meant another bite.

In an instant.

The entire arena was filled with Ying Ma’s cries.

The trainers who were laughing heartily earlier now looked pale, glancing toward the heavy-looking Ying Yuan, hoping he would say something—

“Run faster! Ying Ma! It’s catching up!” Ying Yuan’s shout shattered their illusions entirely.

“Brother, I hate you!”

Ying Ma’s cries were deafening.

Ayana pressed her lips tightly, not wanting to end up like that.

Otsuka and others wanted to laugh but found it hard to do.

Baimu had actually been merciful; on the Fury, more Pokémon-related questions were asked, and answering incorrectly meant being forced into the ocean to escape Sharpedo bites.

Can a human swim faster than Sharpedo?

They used to think it was impossible until they experienced it firsthand and realized that human survival instincts could create miracles.

Otherwise, they’d have bite marks on their butts!

Currently, the only one laughing out loud in the vast arena was Hoopa.

“Hahahahaha! Hoopa’s gonna die laughing! Run faster, run faster!”

Baimu mercilessly declared, “From now on, this will be a fine tradition of our Pyrite Arena, the Ore-specialized Pokémon knowledge learning method. Everyone, remember it!”

Darned fine tradition!

Devil!