Ding! Host traded spicy banter with fan-fave sidekick Mali, rewarded: Charm +10, Master Skill Experience Card ×1!
Pocketing another system banger, Jiang Feng naturally snagged the job of handling Gym challengers.
Challenger shows up? Send Combusken to brawl, racking up battle XP.
Best-case? Run into some cocky, loudmouth punks to rage-fuel Combusken, banking more Proficiency.
Still, Perfect-tier skills were a distant dream…
Could he grind a Perfect move before the graduation tourney?
Perfecting a move? Hella tough for any Pokémon.
Even with Jiang Feng's cheat-code system, no Perfect moves yet—not a one-day grind.
Most Pokémon never hit Perfect in their lives.
Challengers? No way they've got Perfect moves—Master-tier at best.
Take this scruffy, dull-furred, malnourished Rattata in front of him.
Rocking Master-tier Tackle!
Jiang Feng blinked, surprised. This scrawny, chuunibyou Straw Hat Kid in rags?
Actually kinda legit.
Still, that Rattata looked like it hadn't eaten in weeks…
With nimble moves, Rattata zipped in close.
Combusken dodged with a sidestep, thinking it was safe.
Wrong. Master Tackle drifts and curves!
BAM!
Caught off guard, Combusken took it straight to the face.
No face shots, bro! Clucky's got pride!
Combusken's rage meter spiked.
"Bet you didn't see that coming! My Rattata grinded Tackle daily, toppling its hundredth tree yesterday to hit Master!" Straw Hat Kid crowed.
"Master move in hand, I own the world!"
"Rattata, Tackle again!"
Jiang Feng shook his head. Just a Master attack move, huh?
Drift and curve? Cute.
Who doesn't eat their sister-in-law for New Year's?
Seeing Combusken's Proficiency surge, Jiang Feng grinned like a Vileplume. These challengers? Perfect toolmen!
"Combusken, Quick Attack, Scratch!"
A yellow blur flashed—Combusken ghosted behind, Master Scratch slashing down!
Rattata barely blocked, outmatched, and screeched, crashing hard to the ground.
"Rattata, get up! Don't lose!"
"I've got Master Tackle—no way I'm losing!"
Chuunibyou Kid roared, but he's no MC—no Roar of Time to clutch.
Reality hit. He scooped up Rattata, sulking off, defeated.
Jiang Feng was about to resume training when Mali strolled over.
"For you," she said, tossing something.
"What's this, a five-million Poké card? Aw, shucks, I'm blushing!"
"Babe, you're too good!"
Jiang Feng's mouth said "no way," but his hands yoinked the card faster than a Klefki.
Soft rice earned by skill? No shame here!
Still, five mil? That's a lot!
Babe?! Mali's cheeks flushed, ignoring his flirty jab. "Heard of Pokémon Trainers?"
"Pokémon Trainers?"
Trainer vs. Pokémon Trainer—one word, big difference.
In simple terms, Pokémon Trainers are next-level badasses.
Trainers train their own Pokémon. Pokémon Trainers take commissions, training others' Pokémon for fat stacks.
They specialize in moves or types, racking up clout in their niche.
Some have slick methods, secret techniques, or special powers to fast-track Pokémon growth.
Pokémon Trainers cash in big—millions per minute for top dogs.
A respected, loaded gig!
"This five mil's your deposit to register as a Pokémon Trainer," Mali said.
"Don't get it twisted—I'm just thanking you for helping Toxtricity."
"Until I win a championship, I'm not dating, so… don't get any ideas."
No dating 'til she's a champ?
No romance 'til graduation?
"Got it, no overthinking," Jiang Feng nodded, then grinned. "I'm thirsty—how 'bout some plum juice?"
"I said no ideas! You didn't hear a word!" Mali stomped, face red, and scurried off.
"Pokémon Trainer, huh? Sounds like a vibe!"
With the system's training hacks, breaking bottlenecks was like chugging water. He's the ultimate move master!
No time to waste—Jiang Feng bolted to the Pokémon Center, logged into the League's site, and registered with real-name verification.
Dropped five mil, boom—Junior Pokémon Trainer, unlocked!
Ready to take online commissions for cash!
Browsing, he saw Junior Trainers got slim pickings—mostly helping Pokémon hit Competent-tier moves.
Rewards varied by move difficulty, ranging from 10,000 to 30,000 Poké.
No millions-per-minute vibe here…
Junior Trainers? Low-skill grunt work. Painful hustle.
The industry's 80/20 rule hit hard—top-tier talent rakes it in!
Blowing five mil left his broke family broker, so Jiang Feng scoured for a task to recoup.
Sorted by reward, highest to lowest.
Task: Teach Electivire Bulk Up. Reward: 5,000,000 Poké!
Note: This Electivire has a unique condition, unable to learn status moves. Multiple Trainers tried and failed. Proceed with caution!
A quirky Electivire that can't learn status moves?
Five mil? That's juicy!
Jiang Feng clutched his chest, drooling impotently.
The system's Proficiency hacks bottlenecks but can't teach new moves.
Combusken took days with its talent and Toxtricity's help to learn Bulk Up.
Can't take this one.
Next!
Task: Help Cloyster (or Spiked Cloyster) perfect Shell Smash. Reward: 5,000,000 Poké!
Note: This Cloyster's shell is unbreakable, with Perfect Iron Defense, unmatched defense. Shell Smash is stuck at Master peak, unable to perfect. Multiple Trainers tried and failed. Proceed with caution!
Whose beast has Perfect Iron Defense?!
Insane!
Iron Defense, a top-tier defense buff, needs five times the Proficiency, like Bulk Up, Swords Dance, or Dragon Dance.
Cloyster with Perfect Iron Defense?
Harder than a Steelix virgin!
Rival Trainers would clam up in despair!
Who's this general, so fierce?!
But the client? Stingy.
Market rate for perfecting a core move like Shell Smash? Way more than five mil.
Lowballed offer. Even if he nailed it, he'd be losing profit!
Who's this cheapskate client?
Jiang Feng—starving, broke, swearing off women and karaoke—would never take this job!
Grumbling, he scrolled for other tasks…
His heart sank.
Junior Trainers? Worse than Growlithe—pure grunt work!
10,000-20,000 Poké rewards? Trash!
He flipped back to the Cloyster task, chanting Heart Sutra vibes.
Fine.
Dog-tier job? I'll take it!
Five mil? Mmm, smells like money!