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"Either provide money, or provide personnel, or we'll directly eliminate the alliance's biggest problem right now."

"This is a notification, not a discussion."

You can't come after us just because you're unhappy.

Professor Oak had intended to say that, but it was just a thought.

We can't win!

Not only could they not win the fight, but they also couldn't offer a reasonable explanation based on their social standing.

After all, it's a Pokémon.

Do you even know what political correctness is?

Do you even understand what it means to say that Pokémon are the masters of this world and humans are the weaker party?

He had privately conducted countless studies on the Pokémon codenamed "Emperor," and also considered everything that the other party had done so far as a human, Xia Ming, as well as the arrival of Team Rainbow Rocket.

The League has given Professor Oak the most likely prediction:

Perhaps, this Pokémon named Emperor comes from his world called Team Sky Expedition.

Pokémon, through their own power without any human involvement, have built a civilization far surpassing ours.

However, their world may have already fallen to the Rainbow Rockets' invasion, which is why they have taken all sorts of actions after coming to our world.

In other words, the aid from that other world may have already arrived.

Otherwise, why has the other party been so restrained and tried so hard to avoid conflict with us?

When the conversation turned to serious matters, Professor Oak became noticeably more serious and asked the same question as Ash and Kukui.

"But is this so-called matchmaking event really necessary?"

Amazing Boy might be drawn to the novel battle style, and Kukui might choose to live a double life for the sake of his love, but it would probably be difficult to persuade an old guy like Professor Oak.

"Hmph, you created this problem yourselves, and you still haven't figured out how to solve it?"

“Train warriors, but don’t use them; just let them retire when they reach their peak strength.”

Xia Ming, the martial god, waved symbolically, guessing that Professor Oak must have brought his equipment with him every time they met, which meant that he was always communicating with the highest level of the entire alliance.

"It doesn't matter, I will take action."

“Remember what I am about to say, and you will prepare your own support personnel.”

“Spiked Town, Northward Township, Padiya Cave, Tianxing Team... and many more places.”

"Blind dates, blind dates, to put it bluntly, are just an event."

"Form an adventurer team to solve real problems. Both men and women will have the opportunity to show their abilities."

"If you put young people together and let them do the right thing, it's no wonder they'll clash and start fighting."

Volume 2, Grand League Arc: Chapter 211 Trainer Guild (Prototype)

It's already autumn, and the tropical Alora has taken on a temperate hue.

Palm leaves rustled as messenger birds spread their wings and swept across the sky above Melemele Island.

Standing in the grass of the orchard, the trainer directed Spearow and Floridon to precisely cut the branches laden with pomelos with their moves, and the fruit farmers wearing sun hats immediately spread out burlap to catch the falling fruit.

Because the sun was shining and the flower-themed rings were in a good mood, they released wave after wave of healing fragrance to soothe their fatigue.

This scene gives one a feeling of being healed by the harvest.

Just like that battle that shocked the world not long ago, it never had any impact on this land.

We still have to make a living, right?

Unfortunately, the land next to the Berry Garden was probably an unused area, with Pokémon from the backyard of the breeding center climbing over the fence to play there.

Now, thanks to the expedited efforts of a construction team of veteran builders as powerful as Leon and Cynthia in the world of plastering, a new building is rising.

Even ordinary people who don't know much about Pokémon battles can tell at a glance what this building is for.

Doesn't it say so on the sign?

Trainers Guild Headquarters.

Anyone who played the most popular games a while ago would have to exclaim upon seeing this... it's like the game's scenes have been brought to life.

What puzzled the onlookers was that it wasn't the Fat Cat Guild.

Why is the shape of this building so varied and unpredictable?

Yes, what exactly happened?

Because the Alliance had taken over most of the complicated work, Dr. Kukui, who was able to escape from working overtime, looked at the building with great interest.

Putting aside that terrible alliance subversion plan, for Dr. Kukui, who has also played the game several times, coming here feels like a child arriving at a dream paradise!

Of course, it could also be that it's the first time young anime fans have attended an offline event, so their anticipation and nostalgia add to the appeal.

The current Professor Kukui no longer surrounds the guild host with enthusiastic questions like those casual trainers who just laugh and joke around.

Sitting in the semi-open-air rest area, Hala looked on with envy at the energetic and curious expressions of the young people, and said to Xia Mingwu, who was sitting opposite him.

"If I were ten years younger, I would definitely be asking those young people how to join a guild and build my own team."

"Heh, that's true, but when I invited you to be my instructor, didn't you agree very quickly?"

Xia Ming, the Martial God, made a very cheerful joke.

The sarcastic tone made Hala, the former king of the islands and now the Alola Elite Four member, blush slightly.

This is how older people refuse to admit defeat.

Before the alliance arrived, the so-called island king was like a neighborhood committee auntie or a community police officer, someone who had to manage everything from family matters to chicken walking and dog fighting.

Having dedicated most of his life to the peaceful daily life of the entire island, the sudden realization that he could finally enjoy retirement without having to worry about those troublesome things left him feeling rather empty.

Before accepting the invitation, Hara already knew the actual purpose of the Trainer's Guild from Xia Ming.

Just like all guilds, they accept commissions, issue tasks, and solve problems.

This is an essential part that the Bracers must consider.

— Drilling down sewers and unclogging toilets (not really).

To put it bluntly, it means doing everything that Hara used to do.

At that time, he felt overwhelmed by the sheer number of things he needed to handle and even tried to take on Kuzma and some apprentices to help him overcome his difficulties.

Unfortunately, the lesson learned is still hard to let go of to this day.

Now, it's different.

Hara himself was fully aware of just how difficult those seemingly trivial matters were to resolve.

It's unrealistic to expect these reckless rookie trainers to solve the problems; an experienced person is needed to oversee things.

Both the inviter and the invitee were fully aware of the situation.

So, although she was still a little embarrassed, Hara was definitely not going to give up this position.

Therefore, the young man in front of him, who was old in age but young at heart, admired him even more.

I really did it.

Although it is not completely finished yet, the road to a bright future is right in front of us. As long as we persevere, we will definitely reach the end.

Moreover, besides those trainers, they even reserved a spot for an old guy like me who was almost ready to give up.

How gentle she is.

Hala thought this to herself, and then asked:

"But you haven't told me the specific recruitment criteria and operating methods yet. A guild shouldn't just be about assigning tasks and distributing rewards, right?"

Xia Ming, the Martial God, glanced at the guys harassing the receptionist beside him, a malicious smirk on his face, and replied:

"Ah, of course. I have already drafted a very comprehensive process to ensure that everyone can be promoted and there is always something to do."

"From lower rank to higher rank, from higher rank to master, as long as you can complete the star-up tasks, you can unlock more privileges."

"Even after becoming a master, you don't need to worry about not having any missions to do. Aren't there many worlds beyond the Ultimate Cave?"

Hala thought for a moment:

"If that's the case, then I definitely can't do it alone. By the way, Kukui, why are you just listening without saying anything?"

Professor Pokémon simply gave a tired smile, as if he had worked overtime.

In just a few months of working overtime, he has come to a profound realization:

As long as I don't participate, I won't have to work overtime.

As soon as I speak, I'm sure a lot of trouble will come knocking on my door.

Xia Ming, the Martial God, glanced at him disdainfully, picked up the pear juice on the table, took a sip, and continued:

"Regular membership applications will not be accepted for the time being. Please observe the situation and make your plans accordingly."

"The guild will only officially start operating once reliable personnel are in place. Before that, there is another promotional event to be done."

The island king, completely unfamiliar with the internet and modern equipment, knew nothing about matchmaking events and easily skipped over the latter part of the sentence, focusing instead on the former.

"Reliable manpower?"

"Yes, the Joey family, they are very interested in this matter."

"I have to say, they really are something else. Their sense of smell is really sharp."

After all, if the guilds spread out, the Pokémon Center will only be left with the function of providing medical services.

But this doesn't mean the two sides are in conflict; on the contrary, cooperation is mutually beneficial.

Similar to this are the Friendly Shops and various item supply conglomerates, but how can those commercial companies compare to the good reputation that the Joey family has accumulated over the ages?

Let Rusamine, who enjoys scheming and intrigue, handle those things.

Xia Ming, the Martial God, wiped his mouth and turned his head to see his future partner, whom he had been waiting for, walking towards him.

But why is there an extra person?

Branch Secretary? You skipped work?

P.S.: I'll just write one chapter today.

Volume Two: The Grand Alliance Chapter 212 The Prestige of the Oldest Family

She wore a light pink coat, a white pearl hair chain in her hair, a Poké Ball brooch on her chest, and a Chansey pattern printed on her handbag.

With a gentle smile that instantly makes people feel good, Miss Joey walked in with confidence.

The branch leader next to him had changed his usual uniform into a light blue shirt, tied his hair in a high ponytail with a purple ribbon with a police badge, and casually unbuttoned the top button of his collar. He also wore a small Growlithe paw print necklace around his neck.

That's why it's said that a new trainer's first crush is either Nurse Joy or Kimi.

Because they are so familiar with Miss Joey in her nurse's uniform and Miss Officer Jenny in her police uniform, the two of them, after dressing up carefully, can still grab the attention of passersby with their novelty and contrast!

Speaking of which, both Joey and Junsa were beauties to begin with, otherwise, how could there be so many Joey and Junsa among all the girls that Master Xiaogang confessed to?

The motionless Martial God Xia Ming immediately felt a subtle sense of foreboding, but he quickly dismissed it.

It's wrong to judge people based on stereotypes.

Miss Joy and Miss Junsa are girls too. Isn't it normal for girls to want to dress up nicely when they go out?

Just then, Dr. Kukui, who had been silent all along, suddenly stood up, patted Xia Mingwu on the shoulder, gave him a knowing look, and pulled the bewildered old man to the next table.

Understand? Understand what?

Before Xia Ming could stop the two, his cheap boss sat down in front of him without any politeness, and Miss Joey also sat down while greeting him in a very generous manner.

"Senior, how long are you going to take leave? Everyone in the department is waiting for you to come back!"

The branch manager immediately launched into a complaint, but Dr. Kukui, familiar with her personality, immediately thought to herself...

Sure enough.

It's absolutely shocking that Miss Junsha, who holds a high position and is usually serious and earnest, would use such a seemingly complaining but actually coquettish tone!