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Chapter 51 - Schemes, Salt, and the Birth of a Competitive Menace

"Why are you yelling at me… I just asked you to guide the way…"

Whitney pouted, her pink lips trembling slightly as her big watery eyes began to glisten.

Crybaby Mode: Activated.

"Stop, stop—don't start that!" DJ Mary groaned, rubbing her temples.

"I seriously can't deal with you… Fine, we'll treat it like a vacation. Two months, max! Any longer and I'll literally lose my job!"

"Really?!"

Whitney's grievance vanished instantly, replaced by a radiant smile.

"That's amazing! I have to give Peter a huge surprise, hehe

Mary, you're such a good person!"

"…?"

DJ Mary froze.

This feeling—

Did I just get tricked?

And worse—

Did I just get a 'good person' card?!

Damn it.

Absolutely damn it.

Still, seeing the blissful smile on her best friend's face, DJ Mary couldn't help sighing.

"No wonder people say love makes you blind…"

"This isn't blindness anymore—this is straight-up seeing nothing."

"Pfft—don't exaggerate…"

Whitney kicked the ground shyly, her cheeks turning pink as Peter's face surfaced in her thoughts.

"Sigh… I wonder when I'll meet my own true love…" DJ Mary said wistfully.

"I'm really looking forward to it…"

"Don't bother," Whitney replied casually.

"…Huh? What did you say?"

"Funny girls don't get love."

"WHITNEY!!! Go by yourself—I'm done!"

"Ah—wait, wait! I'm sorry, okay?!"

"..."

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Dream Space

Peter stood frozen, staring in shock at Indeedee, who was calmly and skillfully operating a keyboard and mouse.

On the screen—

Master Yi was single-handedly chasing down five enemies.

Highlander activated.

Alpha Strike perfectly dodged all incoming crowd control.

Then a perfectly timed Meditate—90% damage reduction—

And after that?

Pure, feral slaughter.

"PENTA KILL!"

"ACED!"

"VICTORY!"

The victory screen appeared.

Only then did Peter snap out of his daze.

[Ding! Indeedee has completed the objective:

Using Champion 'Master Yi' in League of Legends, block over 20,000 damage with W: Meditate.

New Move Learned: 'Meditate'!]

"Ee! (Master, this is so fun!)"

Indeedee clapped its little hands excitedly.

"Uh… y-yeah… glad you like it…"

Peter replied weakly, his tone faintly bitter.

Who could've imagined—

A Pokémon touching games for the first time would display terrifying gaming talent?!

In under ten minutes, Indeedee had fully mastered Master Yi's mechanics.

One match—absolute annihilation.

"As expected of a Psychic-type Pokémon…" Peter muttered enviously.

"This reaction speed is basically a script… insane IQ too. Jungle pathing completely crushed everyone…"

As a former turn-based game streamer, Peter was painfully aware of his weakness in MOBAs—

bad, yet addicted.

"Got it. From now on, Indeedee's carrying me in ranked—problem solved!"

After watching a bit longer and confirming Indeedee had fully adapted to the training, Peter assigned Dolliv to play Braum to continue training Protect, then brought Lopunny to the simulated battlefield.

Freshly evolved Pokémon needed intense combat to stabilize their explosive growth.

[Ding! Match found. Opponent: Gyarados Lv.35. Battle Start!]

Two hours later, Peter emerged from the room with his three partners.

For a full two hours, Lopunny hadn't rested for even a second—maintaining nonstop, high-intensity combat.

The results were immediate.

Thanks to Lopunny's lightning-fast, relentless offense, training efficiency skyrocketed—earning over ten Talent Points.

Stamina and Defense were pre-allocated to Dolliv

Special Attack and Speed went straight to Indeedee

Indeedee's Special Attack Talent successfully broke 110!

Dolliv also raised both Substitute and Protect to Mastered level, making them fully reliable in combat.

As for Indeedee?

With its absurd esports-level talent, game-based training was insanely efficient.

Meditate – Mastered

Stored Power – Mastered

Fake Out – Mastered

Psychic – Mastered

Its level even rose by two.

Clearly, this training method suited it perfectly.

After a brief rest, Peter wasted no time heading to the Arena.

Why?

Because he was absolutely drenched in grind.

He booked two Bronze-tier matches back-to-back.

For battles that rewarded both Talent Points and Poké Dollars, Peter couldn't be happier.

If not for the daily two-match limit, he'd honestly live there.

With some time left before his turn, Peter opened SNS.

As expected, the Oreburgh Gym challenge video had exploded.

"HOLY—so you can play like this?? My grandma could win with that strat!"

"Facts! Gotta admit, Peter's tactics are disgustingly effective… Roark's face looked like he ate crap."

"Roark: I might not be human, but Peter is a real dog!"

"Without thirty years of brain clots, you'd never come up with tactics this cursed!"

"Got it! Heading to challenge a Gym right now—just copy this and stomp!"

"…."

Peter couldn't help laughing.

Why were today's haters so weak?

He leaked a few tricks and they instantly switched sides.

They really should learn from the haters in his previous life—

Even after idols collapsed, they still stood firm.

Scrolling through his DMs, Peter spotted two familiar names.

Kahili:

"As expected of you—coming up with something like that. I'll need to be much more careful when facing you in the future."

Nessa:

"Shameless! You're clearly abusing loopholes in the rules!"

Peter smiled faintly and replied casually.

Both were immensely popular young women—but to him, they were nothing more than worthy rivals.

After all—

He already had a certain adorable Miltank Trainer waiting at home.

"Contestant #137, Peter, please step onto the stage…"

As the announcement echoed through the arena, Peter posted today's match update on SNS.

More attention was always good.

After all—

Views = money.

To roaring cheers, Peter stepped onto the battlefield.

His opponent this time was a handsome young man in luxurious attire—clearly a rich heir.

"So, you're the one who cleared Bronze with ten straight wins?"

"Decent talent—but unlucky. You've met Tony. Prepare to be utterly crushed!"

"…Hmm?"

Peter glanced at him curiously.

"You must've had a lot of girlfriends."

"Of course!" Tony said proudly.

"I change girlfriends all the time!"

"Tsk tsk…"

"Then you really do live up to your name."

"Cough—both contestants, please prepare to release your Pokémon!"

The referee shot Tony a pitying look and cut them off.

Both sides raised their Poké Balls.

The battle—

Was about to explode.

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