My Pokémon Training Method is Definitely Not Normal!

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"But in that case, my popularity..." Marcus suddenly thought of something and immediately opened PokeGram.

"Hiss—" Marcus gasped.

His follower count had actually soared from over ten thousand to more than two hundred thousand!

The 999+ comments and private messages were simply too many to read...

"Wow! Reborn, and the Champion changed the challenge rules for me? Then I became popular?"

Marcus felt that happiness had arrived a bit suddenly.

He casually looked at a few comments:

"The bug of the old era, there is no chance to exploit it in the new era—Marcus."

"Bug Master successfully found the bug, but he also became the last person to successfully exploit it..."

"Goddess Cynthia's move was truly amazing. The moment I stepped into the Gym, I immediately backed out..."

"Ding, the bug you reported has been fixed. Thank you for your suggestions and support~..."

"..."

"Seems pretty good..." Marcus smiled knowingly.

He rediscovered the feeling of being watched, like when he was a streamer in his previous life.

"Of course it's good... You don't know, the other Gym Leaders all want me to start a class now to teach them how to select disciples, hehe..."

"Alright, alright, look how pleased you are. Don't you still have something important to tell the child?" Aunt Caroline reminded from the side.

"Ah, yes, Marcus, I've searched all over Petalburg Woods these past few days and didn't find any Slakoth that like spinach.

However, the evolved Vigoroth are full of energy and aren't picky eaters, so I picked a few for you..."

Saying this, Norman released five strong-bodied Vigoroth, each looking exceptionally talented.

"This one is the offspring of my signature Slaking, its talent is undeniable and it's very strong; this one is a small tyrant of Petalburg Woods, hard to tame but has great speed potential; and this one..."

Norman introduced the pros and cons of each one individually, constantly offering his personal suggestions.

It took a full ten minutes to finish talking about the five Vigoroth.

Then he looked at the phone screen: "Just pick any one, they should all turn out well!"

"Sensei... you..." Marcus stopped himself mid-sentence, his nose feeling a little sore.

Others didn't know, but he knew very well.

Norman was in a critical period for the Hoenn Elite Four selection, training almost every day from morning till night.

But just with a single phone call from him, he had searched the entire Petalburg Woods in just a few days!

That was Petalburg Woods, covering nearly half of Hoenn's primeval jungle!

The large area was one thing, but it wasn't lacking wild Pokemon of Gym or even Elite Four Level, making it extremely dangerous.

"Thank you, Sensei!" Marcus bowed towards the screen.

He hadn't really done anything for Norman, yet the other man treated him like his own child.

Including Aunt Caroline, she would occasionally ask about his schedule and mail him some food he liked.

"Oh... What's this for? You just work hard, making me, your teacher, proud is what matters. You don't know, they're all so envious of me now, haha!"

"Mm... I will work hard, Sensei." Marcus nodded solemnly.

"Alright, alright, quickly pick one~" Norman said, picking up a handful of spinach from the ground and feeding it to the Vigoroth.

Because of Marcus, he had purchased a large amount of spinach as food for his Slaking and the others, and there was now a considerable stock piled up in the yard.

"..." Upon hearing this, Marcus's gaze shifted among the Vigoroth.

Compared to Slakoth with the Truant ability, Vigoroth are much easier to raise. After all, their ability becomes Vital Spirit, so they don't sleep all day and are full of energy.

Of course, there's also a saying that Vigoroth expend too much energy, which is why the evolved Slaking are so lazy...

"How about..." Marcus hesitated, pointing at one of the Vigoroth that was constantly snatching spinach.

Just then, a Slakoth crawled over, grabbed a large handful of spinach from the ground, and stuffed it into its mouth.

Unlike a normal Slakoth, its movements seemed a bit difficult, its body was muddy, and it looked dirty.

"Roth!" The Vigoroth seemed very displeased that its food was being touched by the weak Slakoth and kicked it away with one foot.

"Slakoth..." The Slakoth rolled a few times on the ground, timidly shrank back a little, hesitated for a moment, but still firmly crawled over.

At this moment, Marcus also noticed its abnormality and said hesitantly, "This Slakoth..."

"This child... As you can see, it's a disabled Slakoth."

"It was attacked when it was born, and its mother died on the spot protecting it. Although it survived, its hind limbs were left with a lifelong disability, and it can only move using its two arms..."

"But speaking of which, perhaps precisely because survival is difficult, this little guy's personality is quite resilient."

As Norman introduced it, he picked up some spinach and fed it to the little guy.

But the other party paid no attention, just ate on its own.

"Sensei, bring it closer, I want to see it."

Norman was startled: "Ah? You're not..."

"That's right, if this child's personality is suitable, I want to choose it!" Marcus admitted frankly.

"Nonsense! It can't even move freely, how could it possibly battle?!" Norman frowned, his voice frighteningly loud.

He certainly didn't want his exceptionally talented disciple to go down the wrong path.

Marcus paid no attention, instead looking at the Slakoth.

When Norman shouted, it clearly paused for a moment, its eyes filled with loneliness.

At the same time, compared to a normal Slakoth, its arms were noticeably much thicker, and its hind limbs had atrophied due to disuse, giving it a look similar to a Geodude, with only a body and arms, no legs.

Of course, looking at its arms, it might resemble a Metang more; their thickness was even comparable to the Vigoroth beside it.

"Sensei, honestly, I've never thought speed was a mandatory option for battle..."

"There's an old saying in my hometown... Great strength creates miracles, one force breaks all methods!"

"If it's really like I think it is, it will definitely be a fantastic choice!"

Marcus's words were filled with anticipation.

The Slakoth's eating speed slowed down considerably. It raised its head, its clear eyes meeting Marcus's on the screen, and a ray of light named hope shot out from the center of its pupils.

"You... Sigh—there's no talking sense into you. Fine, fine, I'll use the machine to send this child over to you. You train it for a while, and if there's no significant effect, send it back to me and obediently follow my arrangements!"

"No problem, Sensei ! Don't worry, I'm very confident!" Marcus grinned and agreed, then looked at the Slakoth: "Looking forward to meeting you, little guy, I really like your eyes!"

"Slakoth..." The Slakoth lifted the spinach in its hand, seemingly responding.

Hanging up the phone, Norman exchanged a helpless look with Aunt Caroline: "What do you call this situation..."

"Marcus's ideas are always different from ordinary people. I think... maybe it could work? Didn't they say there are no useless Pokemon, only useless Trainers~"

Aunt Caroline smiled as she tied on her apron and walked into the kitchen.

Meanwhile, Norman froze in place because of her unintentional remark.

"There are no useless Pokemon... only useless Trainers, huh..."

On the ground, the Slakoth's eyes shone brighter than ever before...