Greatest Pokémon Trainer

What Uncle Shan described as speed training was the very traditional kind of speed training.

This speed does not include things like reaction time or energy concentration speed, and to put it simply... the final purpose of the training is to run fast!

Very fast!

Extremely fast!

After Uncle Shan explained so much, his intention for Fang Yuan and Eevee became very clear.

He planned to start speed training with Fang Yuan and Eevee from today.

Why say Fang Yuan and Eevee together?

"Do I need to as well?"

"Yes, you and Eevee will run together, encouraging and supervising each other," Uncle Shan said.

"However, your method of speed training is... very familiar."

Fang Yuan pointed at the two treadmills in front of him, almost choking.

"Don't underestimate the treadmills in our club, they are specially designed training equipment for different types of Pokémon, having been modified in terms of speed, incline, and intensity. Even if your Eevee uses Quick Attack or High-speed movement, these treadmills can handle it," Uncle Shan assured.

"Oh..."

Meanwhile,

Eevee blinked its eyes, seeing a treadmill for the first time.

"Bwoo..."

How does this thing help train for speed?

As if he could see the confusion in Eevee's eyes, Uncle Shan pushed Fang Yuan slightly and said, "Show Eevee how it's done."

"Alright," Fang Yuan said, about to get on but immediately stopped and asked, "Will Eevee and I use the same model?"

"If it's for Pokémon, it's suitable for people too. Just adjust the settings," Uncle Shan replied.

"That makes sense, I can't keep up with the speed of Quick Attack..." Fang Yuan felt a bit more at ease.

Fang Yuan of course knew how to use a treadmill, and even if he didn't, the instructions were written on it, so knowing how to read was enough.

Speaking of reading, Fang Yuan remembered something...

He forgot to teach Eevee how to read!

He had planned for Eevee to do his written language homework!

"Eevee, watch closely," Fang Yuan instructed.

He pressed the start button and the treadmill began to move slowly, Eevee curiously watching Fang Yuan's feet, and then showed an expression that said, "So that's how it is."

"Bwoo!"

Just a treadmill, nothing more.

"It seems Eevee understands now, so that's enough demonstration," Uncle Shan nodded, then said to Fang Yuan, "Remember when you run, you need to warm up your body beforehand, and don't compete with Eevee for speed..."

"Understood," Fang Yuan nodded.

"But can this thing really bring out the effects of Sand Scale Fruit?"

"Of course," Uncle Shan said. "Next, I'll explain how to input the detailed data of the Pokémon."

"Taking Eevee as an example, height 0.3m, weight 6.5kg... and then the Quick Attack moves..."

Under Uncle Shan's instruction, Fang Yuan learned how to adjust the treadmill settings according to the type of Pokémon. After the setup was complete, Eevee got on the treadmill itself, ready to take on the challenge.

Compared to Eevee's size, the treadmill was indeed a bit large...

But that wasn't a problem.

"Let's start," Fang Yuan reminded, and the treadmill began to move. At first, the speed was very slow, so Eevee felt very relaxed, hardly any different from a casual stroll.

Observing Eevee's leisurely expression, Fang Yuan increased the speed.

+1+1+1+1+1

Eevee's expression gradually changed from relaxed to serious.

+1+1

Eventually, it started running in earnest.

+1

"Bwoo!" Eevee gritted its teeth.

+1

Eevee: (ﾒﾟ皿ﾟ)ﾒ

+1

And then Eevee finally could not keep up anymore. Its body shined with a white light as it used Quick Attack, only then gradually adapting to the speed of the treadmill.

"It looks like you've mastered it completely. That's right, speed training should primarily involve Quick Attack. Speed moves can dig out Eevee's speed potential more quickly. Of course, it also consumes more, so you can go to the club and get some Tree Fruit to replenish Physical Strength and Energy as backup, but...you'll have to pay for those yourself," Uncle Shan said.

Fang Yuan nodded.

"Another thing, like with special Bite training, you should also practice restraint in speed training. Don't forget it's just one of your tasks, and you might have work coming at any time."

After thanking Uncle Shan, he left.

Fang Yuan was left alone with Eevee, staring into each other's eyes.

Eevee was still running, and Fang Yuan watched it run. After a while, seeing that Eevee was about to fail to maintain Quick Attack, Fang Yuan immediately pressed stop.

"So it can last about this long..."

"Keep it up, Eevee. I haven't even adjusted the incline yet."

"Bwoo..." Eevee, panting heavily, pointed at the treadmill next to it, asking Fang Yuan to also run on it.

"Bwoo!" It emphasized once again.

"..." Fang Yuan.

"Bwoo!"

"Are you challenging me to a race?" Fang Yuan's face darkened. He was surprised that he understood, but dammit, he was definitely no match for an Eevee.

"Bwoo??!"

"Fine, let's race then. Who's afraid?"

Who knows how much time passed...

Looking at Fang Yuan, drenched in sweat, gasping for air, and tired as a dead dog who voluntarily admitted defeat, Eevee started to smile happily.

What goes around comes around. The wheel of karma always turns. Don't believe me? Just look up; no one escapes from the heavens.

...

Running, getting hit, and playing in the sand became Eevee's daily routine.

During this period, Eevee was very tired and struggled, but Fang Yuan did everything possible to make it happy every day.

The most effective method turned out to be improving its meals.

Fang Yuan's finances were looking up recently.

Since the third day, Fang Yuan had found a stable job as a sparring partner.

"Coming again today?"

"Coming!"

At the Starshine Battle Club, in the battle room, Liu Le and Little Kabigon looked at Fang Yuan and his Eevee, defiantly saying, "Today we will definitely defeat you."

"So much for vengeance."

"Irreconcilable!"

Liu Le wiped away a tear. Who would have thought his own dad would play dirty by using his New Year's money to send him to the Starshine Battle Club?

As long as Liu Le couldn't beat Fang Yuan, his New Year's money wouldn't belong to him and would keep dwindling until his savings ran out.

To make matters worse, whenever Liu Le rebelliously complained, Liu Dad would simply dismiss him by saying, "Your opponent is just like you, a New Trainer," embarrassing Liu Le even further.

"The New Year's money I saved to buy snacks and games can now only be spent on battles and training. I hate this," Liu Le roared inwardly.

The next moment, as expected, Little Kabigon once again fell before Eevee.

"You're getting better. You might win after a few more tries," Fang Yuan said with a smile.

"I'll be back tomorrow!" Liu Le said without another word, called back Little Kabigon, and left.

Fang Yuan remained silent, calmly watching the chubby kid walk away, feeling somewhat contemplative.

In their battles with Liu Le, he and his Eevee had taken everything seriously to the extreme: caution, ruthlessness, and unscrupulous tactics, never giving in even to the kid's earnest pleas, all to make the young boy realize his own shortcomings and work harder...

"It's great to be able to make money every day."

"Bwoo bwoo." Eevee nodded and began to ponder what to eat today.