Chapter 35 What position should I choose when the electric mouse is XX?
"The challenges in our Dead Leaf Gym have always been divided into civil and military battles. As long as you win in any of them, you will get the trophy of victory in the gym, an orange badge."
As he spoke, Ma Zhishi showed a badge that looked like a small sun, which made Xiaozhi feel itchy.
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Literary fight?
Xiaozhi frowned and secretly wondered what kind of operation this was.
Can Wen Dou electrocute that little ratta until it's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside?
Even Ma Zai, the boy next to him, looked confused.
So it turns out that our Dead Leaf Gym still has a term for Wen Dou?
Then he raised his head and glanced at Ma Zhishi's tall and powerful figure, as if Wen Dou himself could indeed have the upper hand.
In the past few days, he took the time to recite the attribute restraint table again, and he could probably remember half of it. At this moment, he felt at ease.
I saw Ma Zhishi shouting towards the back of the venue. Soon, an old man with a white beard and large-framed sunglasses walked out. His facial features could not be seen at all, and he was holding a book in his arms.
He was less than 1 meter tall, and he stared at Pikachu as soon as he came out. This made Xiaozhi secretly wonder if this person was Meowth from Team Rocket in disguise?
"Ahem, this is the president of the Pokémon Club, and also the honorary president of our Dryleaf City branch's Electric Mouse Club. He will serve as the referee for this literary battle." Ma Zhishi introduced.
"Hello, President." Xiaozhi greeted politely.
The president nodded upon seeing this and threw a candy to Xiaozhi.
"This is a magical candy that can make Pokémon's muscles stronger. By the way, your Pikachu is a bit out of shape..."
Xiaozhi subconsciously unwrapped the candy and stuffed it into Pikachu's mouth. The latter swallowed it after a few swallows and shook his ears. Nothing strange happened.
Another fake.
...
The literary fight begins.
"Ahem, these are the things that a normal and qualified trainer needs to know, then the competition begins." The president opened his thick book, glanced at the two people, and began to ask:
"Question number one, what are the attributes of Pikachu?"
Hearing this, Xiaozhi raised his lips. What kind of kindergarten question is this? Is it insulting me?
"It's electrical!"
Xiaozhi quickly answered, but Ma Zhishi pouted indifferently and was not in a hurry to answer.
"Player Xiaozhi added one point, the score is now 1:0."
The president nodded and asked again:
"Second question, what are the characteristics of Pikachu?"
Hearing this, Xiaozhi's face suddenly stiffened. He really didn't know what Pikachu's characteristics were.
Pikachu usually likes to take out his own bed sheets and quilt to sleep when he has nothing to do. Maybe it's a trait of laziness?
Do you like to eat, or are you a greedy person?
In the end, he could only hesitate and tentatively said:
"Is it thick...thick fat?"
By the way, is this really what a normal trainer needs to master...?
"It's static electricity."
Ma Zhishi couldn't help but smile, and then there was a hint of sarcasm in his tone:
"You don't even know the characteristics of your own Pikachu? You are not a qualified trainer."
Just when Xiaozhi was about to refute something, the illustrated book in his pocket suddenly made a beep.
"Didi, Pikachu, a Pokémon from the streets. Characteristics: thick fat."
Ma Zhishi: "?"
Even the club president was stunned. Pikachu looked at Xiaozhi and hesitated for a long time. In the end, he could only skip this question. The current score is still 1:0.
"Question 3: What props does Pikachu need to evolve into Raichu?"
Hearing this, Xiaozhi suddenly trembled and replied:
"Hahaha, I know this, it's a power amplifier!"
Ma Zhishi: "?"
"Didi. Pikachu's evolutionary prop: power amplifier." The illustration added again.
Ma Zhishi, President: “?”
The question just now confused them, and at that moment they even had the idea that they were indeed wrong.
But the answer to this question must be the Stone of Thunder. This is how Ma Zhishi's Raichu evolved. This is unmistakable.
It turns out that the source of all evil is that illustrated book. It’s really misleading...
The score came to 1:2, and the president gave Ma Zhishi the special score just now.
"Question 4: What is the best food ratio for electric mice?"
Xiaozhi: "?"
He finally saw the cover of the book held in the president's hands.
"Electric Rat Breeding Manual"
Damn normal trainer common sense.
But now he had to bite the bullet, and Xiaozhi hesitated again and tried:
"Eat more meat and less vegetables?"
"It's 70% special rations for electric mice + 20% fruits, vegetables and melon seeds + 10% snacks! It seems you don't know how to breed electric mice at all."
Ma Zhishi memorized it like a stream of water and took down the next level again.
Xiaozhi: "..."
...
Soon he was defeated. He had never heard of the following information about how to rub his belly to prevent depression, measures to prevent heatstroke, etc.
Even the final big question, which position should be chosen as the best action when having sex with an electric mouse, made him blush.
Score 1:9.
Wen Dou, defeated!
Xiaozhi didn't get any points except for the first question, where he knew Pikachu's attributes.
"Young man, you are not a qualified electric mouse trainer, why don't you release it?"
After the game, the president also made reasonable suggestions, but this made Xiaozhi completely angry.
"How can there be so much manual knowledge? As long as Pikachu is happy, that is the most correct thing! I'm right, Pikachu!"
"Pickup...?"
Pikachu turned his head towards him, and his yellow face suddenly turned red.
It is still recalling the knowledge mentioned in the last question.
"Pikachu you..."
Xiaozhi suddenly slapped his face, clenched his fists, regained his composure, and shouted:
"A man should have anal sex from the front. It's such a mess. Even if I win, I won't accept this badge!"
Seeing this, Ma Zhishi was also ignited by Xiao Zhi and slapped his hands. The boys quickly cleared a fighting space.
"Although you lost the battle, if you win the Pokémon battle, you can still get my orange badge."
"The rules of the game are one-on-one, and the general I play is my Raichu!"
"Thunderchu!!"
Leiqiu, who had been watching from the side, walked up and touched two brown fists in front of him, and the electric bag current on his face was pulsating.
In fact, it is also very annoyed by the owner's so-called fighting theory and always talks about posture and position. Can't you take it out for a real fight that day?
Let me vent your anger on this electric mouse today!
Raichu raised his fingers towards Pikachu, who was still blushing and thinking about life.
"Stop Pikachu, I must defeat this guy this time!!"
Ash's voice made Pikachu shudder, and he suddenly came back to his senses.
I saw it take a deep breath, hold out its belly, and slowly walk up to Lei Qiu with a determined look in its eyes.
The bellies of the two electric mice were pressed against each other, neither one convinced the other, their eyes sparkling with electric light.
