Chapter 04: #4 - The King of Su Sheng has the talent of a king, and the chef has the talent of a chef.

Ten minutes later, Su Sheng held a Pikachu biscuit box in his left hand, constantly reaching in with his right, throwing them into his mouth to chew, and a Psyduck chips bag tucked under his arm.

Completely ignoring the two snotty, teary-eyed "peers" behind him, he strode away with Umbreon.

"Geez, how could I forget how I made money while playing the game?"

Su Sheng mumbled to himself, shaking his head while munching on a biscuit.

That's right, back in his previous life when playing the game, wasn't battling the source of income for trainers?

Sometimes, when encountering wealthy NPCs, they'd give tens of thousands.

Although there's a difference between the game and reality, it's impossible to earn a living through such means.

But bullying elementary school students and snatching snacks is no problem.

Although it's a bit immoral... What? I'm an elementary school student too? Oh, never mind then.

However, selling items is also a major source of income.

Unfortunately, Su Sheng has been wandering around the city quite a bit these past few days, but he hasn't found any "Nuggets" or anything like that.

He hasn't even picked up a wild Poké Ball.

Indeed, you can't completely trust things in games.

"Hey! What's your name? We'll definitely beat you next time!"

At this moment, the boy with the Cyndaquil shouted defiantly.

"My name is Takeshi 'Giant'."

Su Sheng replied without turning his head.

Thus, for a long time to come, legends about Takeshi 'Giant' circulated in Cerulean City.

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Several days later, at the entrance of the Cerulean City Department Store.

Surrounded by many onlookers, a Furret was filled with unwillingness, but unable to resist the exhaustion surging through its body, it staggered two steps and collapsed to the ground, its eyes spinning.

"My Furret..."

The young man, Furret's owner, looked shocked, unable to believe what he was seeing in the boy, less than half his age, who had a Pokémon he'd never seen before, one that gave people goosebumps all over.

"F, Furret is unable to battle, uh..."

The young man's girlfriend, who was acting as the referee, wanted to announce the result of the match.

But she paused halfway through her sentence.

Come to think of it, she didn't even know what that dark, sooty Pokémon was called.

"Umbreon,"

Su Sheng glanced sideways, "She's Umbreon."

"Oh, oh!"

The girlfriend nodded repeatedly and then announced with a smile: "Furret is unable to battle, Umbreon wins, therefore the winner of this instant noodle contest is this young friend."

"Oh!"

"Amazing, amazing!"

"That boy is really strong!"

"But that Pokémon feels a bit scary, its name has 'Eevee' in it, could it be a type of Eevee evolution?"

"Huh? Aren't there only three types of Eevee evolutions?"

The surrounding onlookers began to discuss animatedly.

Meanwhile, Su Sheng had already walked up to the man and said with a light smile: "Uncle, according to the agreement, give me the stuff."

"Tsk~ Call me 'brother', you unadorable little brat."

The man retrieved his Furret and handed Su Sheng a bag containing a Typhlosion-branded instant noodle pack and a portion of Pokémon food with a displeased expression.

That's right, this was the agreed-upon "prize".

If Su Sheng lost, he would have to give the other party a Gengar QQ candy, and if the man lost, he would have to give Su Sheng a pack of Typhlosion instant noodles and Pokémon food.

As for that Gengar QQ candy... well, of course, Su Sheng won it from an elementary school student.

But after bullying elementary school students for a few days, seeing their tearful appearance, Su Sheng, this old geezer who had lived through three lifetimes, felt a little unbearable.

Forget it, forget it, let's set our sights on adults.

Thus, this friendly match came to be.

Su Sheng's target was basically these kinds of blockheads who bought a bunch of food, preferably with their girlfriends.

The reason is simple... when a girlfriend is present, straight men often won't refuse for the sake of face.

Another reason is that-- a man without a woman in his heart is naturally a god at throwing Poké Balls.

Look at those powerful trainers, Red, Blue, Lance, Alder... which one isn't a single dog?

This illustrates a problem!

Only single dogs are worthy of being awesome trainers.

How can you men, who are addicted to beauty and exude a sour stench, reach the peak!?

"Okay, okay, here you go."

The man handed over the items with a resentful expression.

"But your Pokémon looks really scary, this black fur and red eyes, and those moves, they sound pretty scary, are they called 'Snarl' and 'Pursuit'? Using such a scary Pokémon at such a young age... I advise you to switch to a more normal Pokémon."

Having been repeatedly called "scary" by the audience and the man.

Umbreon, the clear victor, lost the light in its eyes and drooped its head.

Su Sheng, who was about to take the food, immediately retracted his hand.

Sensing the displeasure emanating from Su Sheng.

Umbreon subconsciously raised its head.

Only to see its owner say with disdain: "Kings have the talent of kings, chefs have the talent of chefs, Pokémon have their own way of survival and fighting, and there is no distinction between noble and lowly among Pokémon."

Su Sheng admitted that there was a distinction between strong and weak among Pokémon.

Just like Hermit Purple and Star Platinum are not in the same league, and Surskit 99% of the time, is impossible to defeat Aqua Man.

But just as there is no distinction between noble and lowly among professions, he doesn't think there is any distinction between noble and lowly among Pokémon either.

As long as it's a Pokémon he likes, whether it's a Weedle or a Rayquaza, he will nurture it well.

Saying this, Su Sheng didn't want the food and turned to leave.

"What are you doing with your head down? Lift it up! You are the victor!"

Umbreon bit its lip tightly, watching Su Sheng's retreating back, only feeling an infinite amount of motivation welling up inside.

Finally, it raised its head high, like a proud queen.

In the eyes of the surrounding people, whether fearful, apprehensive, or admiring.

With its neck raised, it followed behind Su Sheng and left proudly.

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Ten minutes later, on a public bench by the Cerulean City coast.

"Emmm... this stuff, it's hard to feel full."

Su Sheng opened the pack of Gengar QQ candies, one for himself, one for Umbreon, and in no time, it was empty.

"Umbreon～"

Umbreon lowered its head again in disappointment.

If it weren't for itself...

"I told you not to always lower your head and sigh! Lift your head! Like this!"

Su Sheng put one hand on his hip and pointed at Umbreon, tilting his head back constantly, almost forming a 90-degree angle.

It appeared!

The signature condescending posture of the Pirate Empress!

"Like this, step on all the people who look down on you! Like an empress! That's right, you are the Pokémon Empress!"

"Don't be influenced by the nonsense of the people around you, in my eyes, you are the most beautiful Pokémon!!!"

Umbreon's fangs bit its lower lip tightly.

One second, two seconds... the grievances that had been gathering for a long, long time turned into tears that seemed to burst from a dam, gushing out.