Pokémon: Reborn as Lucario

Chapter 100: Working is Impossible

"Hehehe, serves you right for being so smug earlier. Now you've lost the match and have to pay up."

Rio gloated on the side.

That rich young lady from before looked gentle and pleasant, but the Pokémon she took out was, surprisingly, a lv30 Roselia. Its level was even higher than Rio's, who had leveled up to lv24 after the battle with Magnezone. Moreover, the coordination between Rio and Ming Rizhao was still in a hit-or-miss state, and they happened to run into Roselia's Poison-type, which was quite effective against Rio's Fighting-type. Even though Rio tried to counter it in a hundred ways, in the end, he was defeated under the double torture of the Grass and Poison types.

"[Leech Seed] plus [Venoshock]... one desperately sucks your energy, the other desperately poisons you. Who can stand that?" The thought of the various disgusting moves he had faced from Roselia earlier still made Rio's face turn a little green, even though Ming Rizhao had already restored his spirit with a Potion.

That feeling of being drained and poisoned at the same time was simply double torture.

Actually, when facing a Poison-type Pokémon, sending out the Psychic-type Ralts would have been the best choice. This is because the Psychic-type counters the Poison-type. After all, no matter how strong a Poison-type is, its poison gas or venom must make contact with the opponent to be effective. A Psychic-type Pokémon only needs to safely maintain distance and then, relying on the wide range of Psychic-type moves, it can easily dominate and defeat a Poison-type Pokémon. Unfortunately, Ralts's level difference was a bit too large. Even though she had gained a lot of experience from some previous battles and reached lv13, facing a lv30 Roselia, she could still only be dominated in return.

Ming Rizhao was a little dejected. A large portion of the pocket money she had worked so hard to win was now lost to the rich young lady.

To add a point here, the amount of pocket money obtained after a Pokémon battle is determined by the two parties involved. Those wealthy young masters and ladies would often be very generous and spend lavishly. If you defeated them, you would receive a large sum of pocket money. However, they weren't just money trees that let people win for free. If you unfortunately lost to them in battle, then sorry, you would also have to pay a similar amount of pocket money out of your own pocket.

The girl and Riolu complained for a while about the stall-and-torture battle style of the Roselia, then began to count all their pocket money.

"We battled more than ten times in total and got about 4,000 Yuan in pocket money. We just lost one match and lost 1,000 Yuan... sob (the girl sheds a tear). Now, we have about 3,000 Yuan left."

7,000 Yuan plus 3,000 Yuan is only 10,000 Yuan. They had raised half, but there was still another half to go.

"So what do we do next?"

Rio looked at Ming Rizhao.

"Hmm..."

Ming Rizhao was also a little troubled. The routine of earning pocket money through Pokémon battles could no longer be used. They had basically battled everyone near Zidian City who liked to battle once. And generally, after battling once, people wouldn't immediately start a second battle with the same trainer. After all, no one likes to knowingly lose and keep sending money away.

The three little ones sat on the bench at a bus stop, thinking with worried faces.

Suddenly, Rio's peripheral vision caught sight of an advertisement displayed on the station's sign.

An idea came to him. He thought of a very common trick from the anime of his previous life.

"How about... we go see if we can find some part-time work?"

…

In the depths of the Verdant Leaf City Pokémon Ecological Reserve.

A man with the graceful bearing of a noble scion carefully observed the sleeping Pokémon before him.

"Hmm, looking at it now, Its condition has stabilized. If It is not greatly stimulated, there shouldn't be any problems," the man said faintly.

Standing behind the man, Norman's serious expression also relaxed.

"Understood. I will arrange for personnel to observe it closely from now on."

"As for why It suddenly appeared, this matter still requires investigation. However, there are no clues right now. Notify me when you have some clues. I'll be leaving first." The man seemed to be an old acquaintance of Norman's, and there was not much sense of unfamiliarity in his words.

Norman nodded.

"Thank you for your trouble, for calling you all the way over here." Norman walked outwards side by side with the man. "After all, you are the expert in this field."

The man smiled slightly.

When they reached the outside, the man of noble bearing gave Norman a nod of acknowledgment, then took out a Poké Ball and summoned his own Pokémon.

"I'll contact you again if there's any news."

Norman said to the man. The latter gave a thumbs-up, signaling he understood, and then rode his Pokémon, flying towards the distant horizon.

Watching the man's departing figure, a serious expression returned to Norman's face.

"You all guard this place well. Don't let anyone in. If there's any movement, report it immediately."

"Understood, Mr. Norman."

Norman instructed the guards of the ecological reserve and then also departed.

However, no one discovered that in the shadows not far away, a pair of eyes with a hint of black greedily watched the seemingly secret cave entrance for a while, and then also disappeared.

…

The three little ones, far away in Zidian City, naturally didn't know about the undercurrents surging beneath Verdant Leaf City. At this moment, they were still troubledly searching everywhere for part-time job opportunities.

"Handing out flyers, only 12 Yuan an hour. How long would I have to do this to save up the rest of the money?"

"(Pokémon Language) Xiao Zhao, what about this one? Being a model is 10,000 Yuan an hour, but the work location is negotiable."

"No, no, no, Ruru. A vague flyer like this is definitely suspicious. I won't be fooled."

Ming Rizhao, who had just been scammed out of 500 Yuan for a so-called VIP pass not long ago, now had her vigilance raised to the maximum.

"Hmm... what about this one? A cold drink shop is hiring urgently! Waiter, 200 Yuan a day, but a cold drink and dessert maker gets 1,000 Yuan a day???"

"Do any of us know how to make cold drinks and desserts?"

The eyes of Ming Rizhao and Rio couldn't help but turn to Ralts, who was looking around.

"Ruru, speaking of which, you know how to make cold drinks, right?"

"(Pokémon Language) Ah? Yes, I know a little... Hey, hey, hey, Xiao Zhao, where are you taking me?"

Beaming with joy, Ming Rizhao scooped up the baffled Ralts and, holding the flyer Rio handed her, ran towards the cold drink shop.

A moment later.

Inside Zidian City's most popular cold drink and dessert shop, "Hoenn Ice Room," an intense hiring interview was about to begin.

"Very good. Congratulations on passing the first round of interviews." A man dressed in a pastry chef's uniform adjusted his glasses with his uninjured left hand and said seriously and sternly, "You are very lucky. After a series of screenings, only you three groups have made it to the final selection for this position."

"But don't be too complacent. Whether you can get this opportunity still depends on your performance next."

It's just a part-time job, why make it seem like some kind of beauty pageant?

This was already who-knows-how-many-times Rio had complained helplessly in his heart.

When the three of them arrived at the ice room and stated their intention to apply for a job, this person, who was said to be a "dessert master who was so obsessed with researching new desserts that he accidentally slipped and fell in the shower at home, injuring his right hand and unable to make desserts, thus needing to find external help as a temporary replacement," sized up the three little ones with an extremely picky gaze for a full half-hour. It made Rio feel as if he wasn't there for a job, but was a suspect being watched by the police, completely uncomfortable.

And after the long scrutiny, the dessert master asked for Ming Rizhao's information in even greater detail—date of birth, the eight characters of her birthday horoscope (Huh? How does this world have this thing?), zodiac sign, family relationships, etc., almost digging up the entire history of Ming Rizhao's ancestors for eighteen generations.

"Do you need a degree from a top-tier university to make cold drinks and desserts?"

Rio muttered to himself. The dessert master standing before everyone and the Pokémon then announced the test question.

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