A spirit descends, Gardevoir is my childhood friend?

Senior Lantian always felt a little guilty whenever he looked at Yan Fanlin and Xiao Lin.

Several times, he was almost defeated by Lin Xiaolin and Yan Fan.

However, this also put his mind at ease, proving that he hadn't made the wrong choice. But while he was relieved, he didn't forget to keep playing, because he would be extremely frustrated if he were defeated by Lin Xiaolin and the others.

This creates a situation where he runs, you chase, and he can't escape.

Lan Tian didn't expect that Lin Xiaolin and the others were even more determined than he was. Originally, only Lan Tian, ​​Wan Qiao and Lin Xiaolin got up early to train.

As a result, everyone came along, and every morning at 7 o'clock, as soon as I entered the training room, I saw everyone training.

Lan Tian: 'They've all become exam kings, are they even letting us live?!'

The passion of Team 2 stunned Team 1. No one led them, and Qianjue didn't say anything, but every day before 7 o'clock, everyone got up on time to train.

Every time Tang Tian arrived at the training room at 10 o'clock, he would see it packed with people, and he would nod in satisfaction each time.

In the end, I decided to come earlier as well.

Why are you all here at 9 o'clock? And at 8 o'clock, you were still here? At 7 o'clock! Then at 7 o'clock one morning, Tang Tian and Lin Xiaolin walked into the training room together.

Lin Xiaolin and the others looked at Tang Tian with strange eyes. Goodness, now even teachers have to take exams?

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Chapter 110 Researcher

At this time, the research association was far away in Longdu—

"Wonderful! Absolutely brilliant! The researcher who discovered this is a genius. This will benefit countless trainers!"

Ye Qintong blushed as he looked at the research report in his hand.

A few days ago, the research association received this report. After confirming its authenticity, it handed it over to Ye Qin, a newly promoted S-level researcher, for review because it was unsure of the level.

As a result, Ye Qin's face turned bright red with excitement upon seeing it.

“This is absolutely a remarkable researcher. Where is he? I would like to personally invite him to dinner and have a good chat.”

Ye Qin subconsciously assumed that it was made by a researcher of his generation.

Having spent half his life researching elves, he was naturally very interested in that person and wanted to have a long chat.

"This, this Elder Ye..."

The young man in front of Ye Qin stammered as he spoke.

"What's wrong? Just say it." Ye Qin had calmed down by now, put down the research report, picked up his teacup and took a sip.

“I’m afraid this one won’t do; he’s only 16 and still in high school.”

"Pfft!" Ye Qin spat out the water he had just drunk as soon as he heard that.

It sprayed the young man's face.

"He is Lin Xiaolin, the son of your apprentice Lin Hai. He is currently studying at Xingcheng No. 1 High School." The young man picked up a few tissues and wiped his face.

"Xiao Lin?" Ye Qin immediately remembered her; Lin Xiao Lin had left a deep impression on him back then.

Ye Qin stood up and wandered around his office for more than ten minutes before stopping.

"This report on the Evolution Stone is classified as Grade [A], while the Everstone is classified as Grade [C]."

Ye Qin spoke to the young man.

"Okay, thank you for your trouble, Professor Ye. I'll take my leave now." With that, the young man took the research report and left.

Ye Qin turned around in the room, his smile growing wider.

"The student surpasses the master!" he kept muttering to himself, and finally picked up the phone to call Lin Hai.

"Hello, teacher?" Lin's father's voice came from the other end of the phone, accompanied by the hum of machinery, indicating that he was still conducting his research.

"Da Hai, do you know about Xiao Lin's research?"

"Research? Is it those caterpillars? I haven't noticed, I've been busy with the researchers' conference lately."

At this moment, Lin Hai from the research institute wiped his sweat, put the data table he had just recorded aside, sat down in a chair, and took a sip of the tea that Qi Lan handed him.

"Green Caterpillar? You have no idea how powerful his research is. We've already classified it as an A-level research report."

"Pfft!" Upon hearing these words, Mr. Lin, who had just drunk his tea, spat out the water in his mouth.

Qi Lan: "..."

"Really?" Lin's father asked seriously as he pulled out a tissue to wipe his mouth. Qi Lan also silently pulled out two tissues to wipe her face.

After Ye Qin told Lin's father the details of the research report, a smile immediately appeared on Lin's father's face.

“Okay, I’ll bring him to Longdu to see you personally when he has his vacation.”

At that point, the call ended.

"What's wrong with the teacher?" Qi Lan asked from the side.

"Come on, let's go out for a nice dinner tonight. I'm happy today, I'll tell you all about it later." Mr. Lin waved his hand and went upstairs to change his clothes.

At this time, Lin Xiaolin, who was still at school, was unaware of the significant impact her research report had had.

Meanwhile, the research association was in an uproar. The 16-year-old [C]-level researcher was only short of [B]-level researchers because he didn't have enough research points.

This is the research association's high-level conference room.

Ye Qin sat at a round table, surrounded by several elderly people. Some empty seats had video projectors, making a total of 12 people.

If the outside world knew about what happened here, it would definitely cause a huge stir. All twelve giants in the research field were present, just to discuss a minor boy.

“This kid’s field is very close to mine, I think it would be best for him to be my apprentice.”

An elderly man with a full head of white hair but full of energy began to speak.

"Come on, Xuan Yuan, didn't you announce a long time ago that you wouldn't accept any more disciples? Why are you back at it now? This kid should follow me. I've never taken any disciples in my life, so I'll make this kid my only disciple and my last disciple."

The old man next to Xuan Yuan also spoke up, and eventually the whole room started chattering, vying to take Lin Xiaolin as their disciple.

If outsiders saw the twelve existing S-level researchers in this research field grumbling and cursing like old ladies and gentlemen at a market, they would probably be shocked.

"Ahem, stop arguing," Ye Qin said, drawing everyone's attention.

"This kid is my disciple's son, so he's practically my grand-disciple. If you take him in, doesn't that make you my junior?" Ye Qin's words caused a moment of silence.

"Moreover, this kid is still studying, and his ambition is not research. I specifically asked him, and he wants to be a trainer, with the goal of becoming a Champion. Research is just a hobby."

When Ye Qin said this, the others' mouths twitched. A 16-year-old [C]-level researcher who only had some interest in research was something that no one really believed.

The meeting lasted a long time, but in the end, Ye Qin managed to suppress everyone's anger. After all, Ye Qin was Lin Xiaolin's elder, and they had to give him some face.

When Ye Qin walked out of the conference room, he felt so proud for the first time in his life, just like when his son was admitted to Tsinghua and Peking University, and both universities came to him begging to enroll in their schools.

Early that morning, Lin Xiaolin and Yan Fan were about to go to the training room when Tang Tian sent a message asking everyone to gather at the playground.

Lin Xiaolin scratched his head. Usually, the school team and Class 0 students didn't have to attend the weekly morning meeting. Why did everyone have to go today?

A group of people arrived at the playground, their minds filled with questions.

At this moment, all the students in the school had gathered on the playground, including the students from Class 0. A few of them randomly found an empty spot, stood up, and looked at the principal on the stage, whose face was beaming.

"Ahem, alright, everyone's here. I'm announcing this gathering today because I have something important to tell you." The principal coughed twice to suppress his excitement.

"Now, please welcome Mr. Wang Wu, the president of the Xingcheng Research Association branch, to speak." Just as the principal finished speaking, a middle-aged man with half-gray hair walked up to the principal's side.

He coughed twice as he took the microphone from the principal, then looked down at the crowd below.

"Hello everyone, I am Wang Wu, the president of the Xingcheng Research Association branch. Today, I'm taking up a little of your precious rest time so that you can all witness the youngest [C] level researcher in the history of the Dragon Kingdom. Please welcome Lin Xiaolin, a member of the second-year high school team!"

Lin Xiaolin was momentarily stunned, and even Yan Fan and the others were confused. What was going on?

In the end, Tang Tian patted him on the shoulder, and Lin Xiaolin stepped forward.

Wang Wu pulled Lin Xiaolin to his side and handed her a red booklet with the words "[C] Level Researcher Certificate" embossed in gold on it.

Chapter 111 Long Yu's Calligraphy

"At the age of 16, Lin Xiaolin has made three great research achievements: one A-level study, one B-level study, and one C-level study. He has been rated as a C-level researcher by the Research Association Headquarters, making him the youngest C-level researcher in the history of the Dragon Kingdom! He is the pride of our Star City and the pride of the Dragon Kingdom!"

When Wang Wu's voice rang out, thousands of students below gasped in unison. They might not yet understand the significance of being a [C]-level researcher, but being hailed as the youngest and pride of the Dragon Kingdom was enough to shock everyone.

At this moment, the principal flicked his hand, and a banner appeared, on which a line of large characters was written in bold ink:

The younger generation is truly formidable! The pride of our nation!

Ode by Lin Xiaolin

Author: Long Yu

The students below the stage couldn't see clearly, but Wang Wu had already shouted it out loud.

"The younger generation is truly formidable! The pride of the Dragon Kingdom! These nine characters were personally written by the Dragon Kingdom's champion, Lord Long Yu!"

"Holy crap!" "Awesome!" "xxx!" The audience below the stage erupted in exquisite sounds reminiscent of traditional Chinese music.

Lin Xiaolin felt a little lightheaded. The champion of the Dragon Kingdom actually wrote an inscription for him personally. Was this [C] level researcher really that amazing?