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After going through a series of procedures and making the payment, Roy successfully obtained the real estate certificate and villa key. To thank him for his purchase, the company also presented him with the latest Mercedes-Benz S-Class car, which was already parked in the villa's garage.
Luxury cars, while impressive to ordinary people, weren't as fast as Pokémon and held little attraction for Trainers—they were merely extras. Roy decided to find an opportunity to give this car to his father so he could enjoy driving it.
For Trainers, true luxury cars is Arcanine, and at the lowest tier, Rapidash...
A Trainer's private jet equivalent was Dragonite, Salamence...
This was the romance of being a Trainer.
Technically, riding land Pokémon or Flying Pokémon required the corresponding Pokémon driver's license, and Roy didn't travel by taxi.
...well, Roy riding Dragonite and Salamence was technically illegal driving.
But who would dare question the driver of pseudo legendary Pokémon?
The villa wasn't located in the center of Capital City, nor in the remote suburbs, but in an area right between the two.
With help from the Real Estate staff, Roy registered in the face recognition system and added his Pokémon's information. If an unknown human or Pokémon entered the villa without permission, an alarm would sound and local law enforcement would be contacted directly.
Of course, no matter how perfect the security system was, it could only guard against ordinary people. If you wanted to defend against Trainers, you had to rely on the strength of your Pokémon.
The Manager showed Roy around, introduced the entire villa, and then said goodbye with a smile.
Roy looked around, realizing that this huge villa covering an area of 3,200 square meters would belong to him and his Pokémon from now on. He couldn't help but jump with excitement.
...Chinese people always had a special feeling for home—a culture passed down from ancient times to the present.
Roy, who had initially felt a little pain at the cost, instantly felt that the money spent was worth it. With a Trainer's ability to earn money, he could pay off the mortgage in a short time.
It might be more difficult for other Trainers since they had to use money to buy resources to train their Pokémon. But Roy's resources came primarily from the system, created virtually out of nothing, so his need for money wasn't high.
Roy walked to the hall, took all the Poké Balls from his belt, and called out all his Pokémon.
The first thing Vulpix did upon emerging was climb onto Roy's shoulder.
His other three Pokémon looked around curiously.
"From today, this is our home," Roy said with a smile.
Wartortle looked puzzled. Wasn't the place they stayed before their home?
"How should I explain..." Roy thought for a moment, then spoke from his heart. "The 'home' before was mine and my parents'. But this 'home' truly belongs to me. And to you all. Of course, it also belongs to my future life partner."
Our home...
Several of the little creatures were taken aback when they heard this.
Other than the "cute, clueless Cosmog," Vulpix was the calmest, showing only mild curiosity. She had stayed by Roy's side since birth, seeing him as her real parent. For her, home was wherever Roy was.
After hearing this, Lucario carefully observed the surroundings and decided to take good care of this place in the future. He resolved to clean it twice a day as warm-up training.
Wartortle immediately became excited, running around the villa to familiarize himself with the environment, picking out his own room along the way.
Roy called to Wartortle, who was already running far away, with an amused expression: "Run slowly, don't break anything... there's an exclusive artificial lake outside for you, remember to check it out!"
After speaking, Roy turned to see Elekid's reaction and was stunned.
Elekid stared blankly at the surroundings, his eyes trembling, looking like he might cry at any moment.
...
Roy remembered what had happened to Elekid.
It originally had a family—parents and possibly siblings—but all of them were brutally murdered by the Illuminati. Its entire family had either died from poaching or experiments.
There was a very obvious gap in Elekid's right ear.
Roy could have healed it, but Elekid refused, insisting on keeping the scar.
That was the imprint of deeply engraved hatred.
Although Roy teased it in his mind as a "character with a dark backstory," he actually felt deeply sorry for it.
"Why are you standing there in a daze?" Roy walked up, patted Elekid on the head, and deliberately scolded it. "Hurry up and get familiar with our home environment with Wartortle. Training will start soon."
Elekid scratched its head, grinning more widely than Roy had ever seen since they met.
"Blay!"
I'm going!
Three hours later, in the evening.
The sun was setting.
Wartortle was wearing sunglasses with a wreath around his neck that he had found somewhere, floating peacefully on the lake.
By the lake, Elekid cautiously checked Wartortle's breath with its hand and was relieved to find it was still breathing.
"Blay!"
Elekid urged Wartortle to get up—it was time to train.
However, the warm sunset light and the lake with just the right temperature and water quality had lulled Wartortle into a sound sleep.
Elekid scratched its face anxiously. Then, with a sudden idea, it placed its hand into the water.
Bilibili—
The lake water conducted the electric current, and Wartortle's body suddenly twitched. He sat up abruptly, looking around in horror.
There was something dangerous in the lake!
"Blay! Blay!"
Elekid proudly showed off its masterpiece.
It was only then that Wartortle realized what had happened. A vein popped on Wartortle's forehead as he flew up, pushed Elekid to the ground, and pounced on top of him.
—I'll crush you, you idiot!
The two little troublemakers started fighting, splashing water everywhere.
Lucario, who had come over after hearing the commotion, showed anger at the scene. He grabbed both of them by the scruff of their necks, carried them back to the villa's hall, and placed them in front of Roy.
"You guys..." Roy stared speechlessly at Elekid and Wartortle. The two Pokémon rubbed their little hands in silent understanding, as if acknowledging they had done wrong.
"Vuu." Vulpix raised her little head proudly, calling them childish.
"Forget it, I'm used to it by now." Roy sighed as if giving up.
After becoming a Trainer—or more precisely, after Squirtle joined the team—Roy had grown accustomed to the life of raising what felt like children.
Fortunately, Lucario, who acted as the big brother, often shared Roy's worries.
Otherwise, his blood pressure would be much higher.
"Regarding your training plan, I need to make some adjustments," Roy announced.
When it came to business, all the Pokémon quieted down and listened carefully.
"First, Elekid. After discussing with the professor, I've developed a method that best suits you."
Roy explained to Elekid in detail about deepening the lightning body forging, the long-term vision of the "Lightning body Forging ," as well as the pain and dangers that would need to be endured.
"In this training method, the pain you'll have to endure will likely be dozens of times greater than before. One mistake, and I might not be able to save you in time. If possible, I'd prefer you not to try it. The current 'Lightning body Forging' is enough—it's very effective in improving body strength, and even Lucario still uses it."
"But that's just my opinion..."
"Elekid, whatever choice you make, as your Trainer, I'll respect and support you."
After listening carefully, Elekid looked at Roy with determined eyes, his attitude clear without hesitation.
...
The answer didn't surprise Roy.
Keeping his promise to support it, Roy directly spent 500,000 points to redeem ten Max Revives. He put them in a box, handed them to Elekid, and solemnly ordered:
"Remember, during training, if you feel like your body is failing, take a Max Revive immediately! Don't hesitate!"
"You are not allowed to train without having Max Revives with you!"
"When you run out of Max Revives, come to me for more, and I'll check your progress while you're here. If there's any discomfort, we'll stop the training immediately."
As Roy spoke, Elekid nodded vigorously.
"Blay!"
I promise to follow orders!
Immediately afterward, Roy took out several TMs from his pocket.
Fire Punch, Ice Punch, Light Screen, Rest, Dynamic Punch, Cross Chop... To expand Elekid's attack options, Roy exchanged a large number of TMs for Elekid all at once.
Of course, these were just entry-level moves.
After using the system for so long, Roy had discovered that the threshold for improving skills from entry level to proficient level wasn't high—just required hard work.
The real difficulty was upgrading to the master level.
Among all Roy's Pokémon, Wartortle had mastered the move 'Water Pulse.'
Therefore, when exchanging a large number of TMs, choosing 'entry-level' ones was the most cost-effective option.
In addition, there were function blocks specially customized for the Thunder Shock technique.
[Elekid Special Custom Energy Cube: Long-term consumption will enhance Pokémon's vitality, willpower, and affinity for electricity.]
Energy cubes that could even improve 'willpower'—Roy's first reaction was that it seemed outrageous and unscientific.
Not long after, Roy personally took a bite of Elekid's specially customized energy cube. The "bitter, spicy, sour, astringent, numbing, and disgusting taste of hell's cooking" instantly made him understand.
People who could insist on eating this kind of hellish food after hard training wouldn't have to worry about weak willpower!
Roy felt a wave of sympathy for Elekid.
From their encounters, to its talents, to cultivation methods, to food... everything it had experienced was hell-level difficulty.
If ordinary Pokémon were subjected to this, few would survive even a week.
But because of this, Roy greatly looked forward to Elekid's future.
As the saying goes: Heaven gives great tasks to those it tests with suffering of the heart and will, and trials of muscle and bone...