Pokémon: Who told him to come out of Pallet Town!

Chapter 37: Top Students Join the Team

Smoke rose slowly from a roadside chimney, where three people were resting.

"Natsume-sensei, why is the ratio of magnetite powder to orange fruit extract used in the steel reagent preparation?"

"I don't know, go look it up in a book."

"Natsume-sensei, what's the purpose of the 0.3 carat/dose Thunder Stone fragments?"

"How would I know?"

"Natsume-sensei, what exactly is this energy carrier?"

"I already said, go look at my book."

......

"Seriously, how can Natsume act like this, as if he's doing a disservice to a studious and promising student?"

Xia, who was making soup, covered her face, feeling ashamed.

Not far away, Natsume sighed, looking at the top student:

"My task for you is to investigate the impact of a Pokémon's desire to evolve on its actual evolution level."

"Didn't I already write down today's quota?"

The top student was holding a huge, coverless book and frantically flipping through it.

Natsume suddenly regretted giving the top student an internship period.

The other person's learning ability far exceeded his expectations.

However, he still didn't want an assistant with no experience; it would be too much trouble.

These past few days, the top student has been pestering him with questions like a female ghost, so he hasn't had time to study his Super Ball's trajectory.

Finding it troublesome, Natsume simply compiled his research routes over the years, important notes, and other materials, and dumped them all on the top student.

Forget it, this kind of life will last at most a month.

The direction he gave to the top student's article was one that would never be accepted by a top-tier journal; its upper limit was fixed.

Within a month at most, he will be able to rightfully drive the other party away.

"Natsume-sensei, you're amazing!" A proud student's ardent gaze came from the side.

In just three days, the top student discovered that the book Natsume gave him was practically an encyclopedia.

Most importantly, this comprehensive book wasn't just one; Natsume gave her a total of nine!

What surprised the top students even more was that these books were written by Natsume himself!

Besides the Pokémon encyclopedia she had, the other books seemed to contain Natsume's research ideas, insights, and many classic experimental cases collected over the years.

Most importantly, the research topics they provided contained many astonishing examples.

Especially for some seemingly incomprehensible points, after reading the explanations in Natsume's books, one can intuitively feel the ingenuity of the other person's thinking.

This top student, who already placed great emphasis on theory, seemed to see the gods of theoretical thought through the books in her hands.

She will be Mr. Natsume's most devout follower!

Sensing the strange look from his intern assistant, Natsume expressionlessly pressed her head down and aimed at the book in his hand.

"Don't call me teacher, you're an intern assistant now."

Natsume always felt it was strange that someone only a year younger than him called him "teacher".

As Professor Oak's assistants, they rarely interacted in a teacher-student relationship.

The passing down of knowledge and skills among researchers is more like a relationship of mutual help and support.

I teach you things, and you do things for me.

"Okay, Mr. Natsume, I will do my best."

Natsume has admitted that she is his assistant, and the top student is so excited that smoke starts to rise from his head.

You blush like a bubble teapot.

Natsume had noticed the change in the top student's attitude towards him over the past two days.

Hmm... It's similar to the idol-worshiping emotions common among teenagers, even though this person is already of graduation age.

However, Natsume felt that it might be because the other person had been staying at the academy for a long time, and was mentally younger, in the stage of adolescence.

This is an extremely important period of time. Adolescence is a time of rapid mental and emotional development, and it is even more necessary to guide them well and provide them with psychological support!

So Natsume decided to take a few more pictures and post them as embarrassing moments in her past when she's back to normal.

"Gentlemen, dinner is here!"

Xia, who was standing nearby, brought over a pot of stew.

"Thank you, Xia. By the way, haven't Brock and Ash come back yet?"

"I wonder what they've been up to. That Ash is really something."

Xia shook her head in distress; they were on their way to Kuye City.

On the way, Ash encountered a Bulbasaur.

He kept shouting that Bulbasaur was the Pokémon he had always wanted, and then he chased after him. Brock was worried and followed him too, but they still haven't returned.

"Oh, Pikachu is back!"

Xiaoxia suddenly saw Pikachu's figure rushing towards them not far away.

"Pikachu, Pikachu!"

Pikachu patted its chest, seemingly to reassure everyone that Ash and Brock were alright.

"You three are incredibly lucky to have the opportunity to taste my cooking!"

As Xiaoxia spoke, she ladled out a bowl of meat soup for each of the two people and the mouse.

Natsume took it, and without even looking at it, he took a slurp.

"Bang!"

Natsume collapsed to the ground.

"Ah—Mr. Natsume, do you need CPR? I just watched the tutorial."

Natsume suddenly stood up straight again.

Hiss—his poison resistance seemed to have increased by 0.1 intelligence just now?

That is indeed a rare and precious item.

Natsume stared intently at the bubbling, unidentified purple meat soup in his hand...

"Pikachu—"

After finishing his meal, Pikachu skillfully walked up to Natsume and lifted his buttocks.

Coach, it's time to increase the dosage!

"Mr. Natsume, please let me do it this time, please." The prodigy suddenly rushed over and pleaded, grabbing Natsume's arm.

"Stop touching me."

Natsume slapped away Takako's hand and handed her a syringe and reagents.

"You said it yourself, so all the reagent injections from now on will be handled by you."

"Okay, no problem!" He subconsciously ignored the glint in Natsume's eyes.

"Mr. Natsume, why did you inject a steel reagent into the second coccyx?"

The top student asked Natsume a question while practicing.

"Because the third coccyx, when it moves backward, will block the electrical pathway." This time, Natsume didn't let Takako look at his book.

After all, although this reagent is easy to inject, it can still have side effects if injected improperly.

"Why not inject it into the first coccyx? Wouldn't the electrical pathway be larger there?"

Instead of simply nodding in agreement, the top student offered his own insights to Natsume.

"You finished reading the Pikachu walkthrough so quickly?" Natsume looked at the top student in surprise.

You really live up to the name your parents gave you.

"You could try injecting it into the first tailbone, and Pikachu would have a steel ball butt."

As soon as Natsume finished speaking, Pikachu, whose tail had been grabbed, stood up, clutching its bottom, and looked at the Prodigy with a wary expression.

"Pikachu!"

Pikachu protested, strongly demanding that Natsume get the injection.

"Don't worry, Pikachu, although Pride doesn't have much experience." Natsume smiled and patted Pikachu's ear, then continued:

"But I didn't have that before."

"Skin!?"

"Alright, Jiaozi, remember this: to render the steel reagent harmless, it must be injected in 24 separate injections, one per hour."

Natsume yawned and gave instructions.

"Is it that hard...?" The top student looked at the reagent in his hand, lost in thought.

"If you think it's too hard, then this industry isn't for you."

Natsume used a sharp gaze.

Looking up at the sky, I guessed that Ash and Brock would be spending the night outside, and Pikachu was just coming back to let me know they were safe.

Let's get some sleep first and meet up tomorrow.

If Natsume remembers correctly, we should be at the point where Ash catches Bulbasaur.

This Bulbasaur is probably not a special Pokémon.

I wonder if that abandoned little fire dragon is...

Natsume took out his inflatable tent, crawled inside, lay down comfortably, and prepared to sleep.

I had barely lain down when the voice of the top student came from outside:

"Mr. Natsume, I want to sleep in a tent too, so that even if I don't sleep well, I can still recharge."

Outside, the top student poked his head into Natsume's tent.

After a while, she withdrew without expression.

Forget it, she didn't even dare to close her eyes to sleep in a place like this.