Chapter 116: Hu Hu (Military Posture)

“This participant is definitely one of the Alliance members.”

The next day, upon arriving in Golden City, Zhu Suihan took the school bus straight back to the academy, though this time he didn’t run into that uncle driver.

Back in his own little room, Zhu Suihan began cleaning the pool for his Lapras and replacing its attribute resources.

“How should I put this…it feels like everything is connected now.”

Regardless of the version of the fate route, such occurrences weren’t uncommon; more or less, someone had done similar things before.

In Kanto, the Rocket Team studied Mewtwo under the influence of fate. In Hoenn, there was the Green Ridge Cosmic Research Center. In Sinnoh, Team Galactic. In Unova, N and Ghetsis, the powerful boss.

As for Kalos, it’s not even worth mentioning—Professor Sycamore was quite famous.

In the Alola region, luckily, Zhu Suihan knew that Lusamine was from the anime version—the captivating beauty who made countless fans willing to become sycophants.

If it were that twisted general under Cthulhu from the special episodes, no one would ever want to travel to Alola, not even the “white-haired monkey.”

Or if they did, they’d have to wait for the likes of Red and Blue and their companions to grow stronger, then bring a whole group of Pokédex owners to help Lusamine power up, so they’d have enough confidence.

“Let me tell you the simplest legend—it’s quite familiar anyway.”

Lapras, who was cleaning the courtyard with a water gun, perked up its ears. The little fairy Milk, floating in the air and holding a broom as she tried to help, looked over with an excited expression.

Storytime again!

“Calm down, calm down. This isn’t some secret martial art manual; it’s just a story,” Zhu Suihan said helplessly. “The Green Ridge Cosmic Research Center in Hoenn actually has something to it—they literally captured a legendary Pokémon for study.”

If the Red and Blue gems could be called ancient legacies, then in the special episodes' timeline, the Green Orb was a modern creation based on the power of Rayquaza.

That was also the starting point of the Hoenn Pokémon saga: nine years ago, a joint-funded “Rayquaza Capture Project” succeeded, with the greatest credit going to an ancient weapon called “Flower.”

The inheritor of the Meteor Tribe, Shigana, who could make Rayquaza undergo Mega Evolution to counter meteor threats, lost her life as a result.

After Rayquaza was successfully captured, multiple factions conducted research, but then Shigana’s close friend, Xigana, set her sights on it.

The rampaging Salamence that attacked the Green Ridge Cosmic Research Center, after being injured by Ruby, wreaked havoc there, allowing Rayquaza to break free.

What followed was a long concealment of causes and effects, with one person choosing to shoulder the burden alone, taking on the responsibility of finding Rayquaza.

The emotional storyline between Ruby and Sapphire, as well as the familial bonds, were well portrayed, but the overall plot opening was quite heavy.

Finishing the story, Zhu Suihan said, “In short, some things aren’t isolated incidents or mere coincidences—they’ve existed from ancient times until now, but most of the outcomes aren’t good.”

Setting aside distant events, let’s look at the recently used tool, the King of Pokeland’s Destruction.

His only fate was to be resealed by Zhu Suihan inside a Poké Ball after defeating Team Dark, or swallowed by a powerful old spirit.

Zhu Suihan thought he might ask Kikuko if she knew any champion-level Chandelure—maybe arrange a package deal that would utterly annihilate it.

Coveting power that shouldn’t be controlled—if it were that easy, it would be suspicious.

One could only say the relationship between Pokémon and humans gave many people unwarranted confidence and bred countless fools.

They operated under the notion “humans die if killed,” targeting legendary Pokémon, thinking that since they were a type of Pokémon, they could be captured.

But the price to pay was facing the meaning behind these legendaries, like Kyogre and Groudon.

They were simply going to their old battleground, Sootopolis City, and the damage along the way could have bankrupted the Hoenn League four or five times.

“Milu?”

Little Fairy Milk looked puzzled, as this didn’t quite match the style she’d heard of the League.

“So, it’s just a story, right? How can you take a story seriously? Maybe in reality, Shigana never died and just smashed the Green Ridge Cosmic Research Center along with her best friend.”

From the start, the white-haired one had felt she was lying low; the two biggest villains in Kanto and Johto had been thoroughly whitewashed by her.

If things were a bit different elsewhere, Zhu Suihan felt he could accept that.

After all, the legendary Pokémon’s core dynamic was there—it was unlikely that Arceus would one day find the Sky Pillar’s atmosphere pleasing and decide to drop by, prompting Rayquaza to hold its legacy ceremony elsewhere.

One could only hope Arceus wasn’t that bored.

“All right, everyone, class is tomorrow again. Are you planning to go to the big lake to keep playing with Gyarados, or head to the back mountain for some experience?”

Lapras submerged in the pool, squinting its eyes in satisfaction at its trainer’s skills.

“Woo woo.”

“I want to go to the big lake. I’m going to ask the big one how to strengthen my Hydro Pump technique.”

The battles in the illusion had given Lapras the joy of mowing down foes but also revealed some shortcomings. She decided to learn from various Pokémon to gain experience.

As always, if she didn’t get stronger, she might lack the ability to resist harsh environments in the future, and the trainer would have to keep retraining her endlessly.

“Milu.”

Little Fairy Milk shook her head. Although she wanted to go to the back mountain, this was a crucial moment in developing her battle system, so it was better to stick to the familiar big lake.

Currently, whether it was the long-range Cream Ball attack or the combination of Charm and Miracle Power, it was enough to handle ordinary enemies.

If the target shifted to larger, stronger opponents, more abilities would need development.

“Milu!”

The development of the Leppa Berry power was just the beginning; there were even more terrifying moves she hadn’t trained yet!

Little Fairy Milk’s eyes blazed; the trainer’s stories had sparked her imagination.

Work hard, strengthen the body, and then put those imagined moves into real battles!

“All of you go to the big lake, that’s convenient,” Zhu Suihan said, patting Lapras’s head. “You’re free to do as you wish; I need to go back and read more.”

If nothing unexpected happened, the teachers would definitely give the students a big lesson tomorrow.

The process had been somewhat strange, but the anti-riot drill had ended, and the classes during that time were all general, unrelated to majors.

So, the academy would probably prepare something to give the students a hard wake-up call.

In a sense, it was the teachers’ exclusive version of a surprise attack.

A placement test.

“Good morning, students. Today we have a pop quiz,” Teacher Joy said with a smile, opening a video file.

“This is a rather special, difficult case from recently. You’ve been given printed medical records. After writing your treatment plan, submit it. The results will be announced in a day.”

“Once all treatment plans are submitted, we will watch the actual treatment method shown in the video.”

Zhu Suihan sat up straight, took a medical file, and passed it along. The first person who turned to look was dumbfounded.

Patient: Foongus

Symptoms: Internal fruit pulp solidification, affecting vital functions, high risk.

Foongus—a Pokémon with lofty ambitions but fragile life, a racial trait.

Its HP was pitifully low, but its defenses—both physical and special—were terrifyingly high.

No one knew if Foongus could breed with Happiny; if their offspring inherited both advantages, they’d be genuine heavy-armored warriors.

Below were detailed data models. Zhu Suihan hadn’t had time to study them carefully but casually wrote in his workbook a suggestion: first sentence—imprison the trainer.

Wild Foongus would never show such symptoms, just as animals with hibernation habits bulk up for winter.

The only possibility was external interference, including but not limited to trainer’s breeding advice and actual operation.

Zhu Suihan flipped through the records page by page. Foongus’s current state was like standing at attention nonstop, and not voluntarily.

Fortunately, the internal fruit pulp was still part of Foongus’s body, unlike severe cases where cement sticks to the body.

If it were that bad, and expert methods weren’t top-notch, one would have to book a spot in Violet Town in advance.

Foongus’s condition resembled standing at attention; its body was like a frozen beer bottle.

Whether it would crack depended on external conditions.

“This…”

Zhu Suihan found it absurd. This was a living creature, not a sweet potato—you couldn’t just bury Foongus in ashes and let the flames slowly soften the solidified pulp.

That would be beyond a sweet potato; it’d be a beggar’s chicken.

“We still have to use puncture therapy. Hopefully, the medical equipment includes enough syringes to pierce Foongus’s shell.”

If not, find a Beedrill to try.

With such a severe condition, the few holes on Foongus’s body weren’t enough, and since Foongus was maintaining a standing posture, the original holes were few and hardly usable.

Puncture therapy was like using a Luoyang shovel to dig soil—extract the fruit pulp for testing to see if anything unusual besides tree fruit was present.

Then, an endoscopy should be done, comparing Foongus’s current data with its Pokédex standard to determine what adjustments were needed during treatment.

Once these preliminary steps were done, treatment could begin—first inserting a heated acupuncture needle into the puncture hole.

More precisely, acupuncture: under the premise of data from the endoscopy, use a mechanically heated long needle to pierce Foongus’s body.

Gradual heating of the long needle would soften the solidified pulp, allowing it to flow out slowly through the hollow needle.

This avoided vital body parts and minimized treatment risks.

During this process, Foongus’s body might show minor side effects from pulp loss; it was recommended to slowly drip Life Dew and healing medicine into its body as a buffer and cooling interval.

Slow and meticulous work, and this micro-operation certainly required multiple people simultaneously. It was almost like suspending Foongus in the air for treatment with no blind spots.

As the pulp gradually drained, attention should be paid to Foongus’s extreme fatigue and inability to retract into its shell.

In short, prepare a bed; Foongus couldn’t endure much more movement and needed to rest on the spot.

Zhu Suihan rubbed his forehead, feeling a strong urge to meet this eccentric trainer and establish a brain-link to understand their thoughts.

He genuinely wanted to know what was going on in their mind.

Every outrageous case often had an even more outrageous cause.

(The End of This Chapter)