"At least tens of thousands?!"
On the other side of the screen, Brother Motorcycle had completely lost his ability to speak coherently. His mouth hung wide open, drool dripping down his chin and pooling on the floor. His beady eyes were glued to the orange-red egg in his hands, staring at it as if it were a glittering mountain of solid gold. He never dreamed that hidden among these eighty-eight pieces of industrial waste was a pearl that could actually let him turn his life around and pay off his crushing debts!
"Don't celebrate just yet. That's only a paper valuation," Miles stated plainly, pouring a bucket of cold water over Brother Motorcycle's ecstasy. "This egg is extremely fragile. If you can't provide it with a top-tier incubation environment, or supplement it with professional Pokéblocks after it hatches, its Egg Move could degrade and disappear at any time. Whether you sell the egg as is, or hatch it and then sell it, you'll have to weigh the options yourself."
Miles had no intention of telling the man exactly what move the Chikorita had inherited.
"Furthermore, Egg Moves aren't always inherently good. Many times, they're just flashy but impractical support moves, understand?" Miles added seriously, trying to dispel the man's last shred of unrealistic greed.
"I understand! I understand! Master Miles! You are my entire family's savior! Let me bow to you!" Brother Motorcycle was already in tears. Ignoring the mixture of dust, sweat, and grime streaking his face, he reverently placed his phone on a nearby shelf. Then, he threw himself to the ground and aggressively bowed three times against the hard concrete.
Thump! Thump! Thump! The heavy, solid impacts echoed clearly through the microphone and into the livestream, making the tens of thousands of viewers wince in phantom pain.
[Viewer "Frontline Melon Eater VIP": Holy crap! Those three bows were solid! I can feel my floor shaking through the screen! Bro is worshipping Master Miles like a second parent! Though, to be fair, I'd bow too if I were him!]
[Viewer "Outlaw John Doe": A massive debt of 118,000 almost ruined his family. Master Miles practically used a pair of divine eyes to dig out a blood-recovering starter Pokémon from a pile of worthless industrial waste! That's equivalent to saving his life. He deserves those bows!]
[Viewer "Late Night No Drinking": Seeing a burly middle-aged man cry like this makes me feel a bit sad. Gambling really ruins people. If he hadn't met Master Miles today, he'd probably be lining up on a rooftop right now. Hope he actually learned his lesson!]
[Viewer "Wild Pokémon Breeding Apprentice": Wait! Hold off on the emotions for a second! Did you guys listen carefully to what the Streamer just said? Did he mention 'Egg Moves'?! Is this some new concept in the academic world? Aren't newly hatched Pokémon only supposed to know basic moves like Tackle and Growl?!]
[Viewer "Severe OCD Patient": I noticed that too! Please educate us! Streamer, please explain! What exactly is an Egg Move? Why did he say it would degrade and disappear without careful breeding? This sounds like hardcore genetics knowledge!]
[Viewer "Canyon's Number One Flamer": Say what you will, but the value of Master Miles's stream is absurdly high! W Streamer. Every single appraisal drops professional terminology I've never even heard of. I feel like I learn a hundred times more watching this stream than in my school classes!]
[Viewer "Slightly Knowledgeable Pokémon Newbie": I just entered a Pokémon breeding facility, and I only have a superficial understanding of inherited moves. I only know it's a miracle with an extremely low probability. I beg Master Miles to enlighten us! This is definitely high-end theory that could completely change how we understand Pokémon!]
Seeing the chat flood with demands for an explanation, a calm, confident smile spread across Miles's lips. He knew most people had never even heard of an Egg Move. And he understood that if he wanted to cement his image as an all-knowing appraisal master, simply reading blind boxes wouldn't be enough. He had to overwhelm his audience with a depth of knowledge far beyond anything they'd seen before.
Miles leaned back in his large gaming chair, long fingers loosely interlaced over his stomach. Through the camera, his dark eyes gave him the air of a seasoned professor at the top of his field, looking down on a room full of students.
"Since everyone is so curious about Egg Moves, I'll take a few minutes to give a brief lesson," Miles began, his voice deep and carrying a strange magnetism that instantly quieted the audience. "In the conventional understanding of most ordinary Trainers, there are only two ways for a Pokémon to master a new move. First, through natural comprehension as their body matures, driven by combat experience and leveling up. Second, through acquired, artificial instillation using extremely expensive Technical Machines."
"However, within nature's vast genetic system, there exists a rare exception that breaks the usual rules. We call it an Egg Move."
Miles's gaze sharpened as he shifted into explanation mode.
"When two Pokémon breed, if one of the parents has mastered a high-level move to an extreme degree, there's a tiny chance that knowledge gets passed down. The move can bypass normal level restrictions and be inherited directly by the offspring—even before it's born."
He paused, letting his words sink in.
"This means a newly hatched, level-one Pokémon could open its eyes already capable of using a move far beyond its level—something it shouldn't learn until much later, maybe not even until its final evolution.
Imagine a Charmander that's only just learned to walk, already using Dragon Dance—a move even a Charizard needs serious talent to master. Or a tiny Pichu born with the power of Volt Tackle.
That's the kind of overwhelming advantage inheritance can give you right from the start."
Boom! Miles's vivid and shocking examples struck the viewers' minds like a heavy hammer. The entire stream was deeply shaken by this genetic cheat code that defied all common sense. A level-one infant mastering a max-level ultimate move? In real-world Pokémon battles, that was an absolute nightmare—a multidimensional strike!
"But nothing comes without a cost," Miles said, his tone turning sharp just as the crowd's excitement peaked. "Power like this always demands a price."
"Forcing a massive, high-level move into an undeveloped embryo puts an enormous strain on its body. It's a serious biological burden. It's like forcing a top-tier AAA game onto an obsolete, secondhand computer. If the voltage is unstable or the cooling can't keep up, the motherboard will fry at any moment!"
Miles's expression grew serious. This wasn't just for the audience—it was a direct warning to Brother Motorcycle.
"A newborn Pokémon's body and mind are extremely fragile. If the egg isn't properly cared for during incubation, or if it doesn't receive the right nutrition after hatching, the strain can become too much.
When that happens, the Pokémon's instincts kick in to protect itself. It essentially sheds the burden—discarding the inherited move like a system purging excess data. And once it's gone, it's gone for good.
Once it degrades, this innate miracle can never be recovered. A priceless, top-quality specimen will instantly fall from grace and become a mediocre, ordinary creature."
His lecture, serving as a bloody and vivid masterclass in biology, thoroughly answered everyone's questions and pushed the awe in the livestream to an unprecedented peak.
[Viewer "Elden Ring Senior Appraiser": Deafening! Truly deafening words! My eyes have been completely opened today! Master Miles's understanding of Pokémon genetics and the law of conservation of energy has far surpassed us so-called 'older generation experts'! GG.]
[Viewer "Hardcore Data Analyst": A perfectly closed logical loop! Using PC specs as an analogy for embryonic carrying capacity is easy to understand yet incredibly profound! No wonder the Master warned Brother Motorcycle to weigh his options carefully. If he can't meet the incubation conditions and lets the divine move waste away, it would feel worse than death!]
[Viewer "Just Want to Play With Squirtle": Damn it, after listening to the Master's lecture, I suddenly feel like my Rattata that only knows Tackle is pretty cute. At least it's easy to raise and isn't a picky eater. A top-quality Pokémon with Egg Moves is basically a money sink! Ordinary people can't afford to keep one!]
[Viewer "Outlaw John Doe": Brother Motorcycle, did you hear that? This egg is a hot potato. Don't let the heat of the moment make you think you can hatch it yourself. Hurry up and find an auction house or a wealthy club to cash out. That's your safest bet!]
[Viewer "Pure Love Warrior Fell to the Ground": The Master doesn't just appraise items, he teaches people how to be human, and even teaches scientific breeding! Bro is cooking. I'm willing to call this stream the most valuable, hardcore hall of knowledge on the entire internet! Bar none!]
On the screen, Brother Motorcycle, whose forehead was still caked in a layer of dust, was carefully wrapping the Chikorita egg in his softest, pure cotton jacket. He handled it as if he were holding a peerless royal crown. After hearing Miles's warning, he nodded repeatedly in fright. The greed of wanting to hatch it himself had completely vanished from his eyes, replaced only by pure awe.
"Master, I've engraved every word of your teachings into my heart!" Brother Motorcycle said with utmost clarity. "A pauper like me, who has to buy a secondhand incubator, doesn't deserve to hatch a pokemon of this caliber! First thing tomorrow morning, I'm taking it to the city's largest official appraisal and trading center! As long as I can get a good price and fill my 118,000 debt hole, I won't keep a single cent of the rest. I'll donate it all to the Pokémon Rescue Foundation!"
"The fact that you have this kind of awareness shows those three bows weren't for nothing," Miles said, picking up his thermos to moisten his throat. His gaze returned to the footage of the cluttered storage room. "Alright, enough celebrating. I only looked at the batch on your metal shelves. We still haven't checked the batch on the balcony. Hurry up and turn the camera; don't waste everyone's time."
"Yes, yes, yes! Look at my brain, I was so happy I forgot the main event!" Brother Motorcycle quickly placed the Chikorita egg, now bundled like a dumpling, in the safest corner of the room. Then, he respectfully raised his phone and walked toward the balcony.
However, the moment he pushed open the glass balcony door, his voice snapped like a duck violently choked by iron tongs, twisting into a blood-curdling, heart-wrenching scream!
"My eggs!!! My money!!!"
Accompanied by the violent shaking and loss of control of Brother Motorcycle's phone camera, the viewers in the livestream saw a terrifying, liver-splitting scene on the balcony with absolute clarity!
The balcony looked like a scene from hell. The huge cardboard boxes originally stacked in the corner had been completely torn apart and overturned. Over forty Pokémon eggs that had previously glowed with an orange-red luster were shattered across the floor, looking as though they had suffered a brutal massacre. The ground was slick with viscous, cloudy egg whites, unformed bright yellow yolks, and the dismembered remains of Bellsprout embryos that had been cruelly crushed before they could fully develop!
The pungent, fishy stench seemed to drift right through the screen and into everyone's nostrils. The layers of industrial pigment used for disguise had mixed with the fluids, flowing into twisted, nauseating abstract paintings!
And there, in the center of that sickening pool of broken shells and juice, was a snake Pokémon. It was over a meter long, its body a bizarre deep purple wrapped in glaring yellow bands.
An Ekans!!
It reared its macabre triangular head high! It held half of a dripping orange eggshell cruelly in its jaws. Its cold, vicious, yellow slit-pupils locked dead onto Brother Motorcycle, who had suddenly barged onto the balcony and interrupted its meal. Its body was coiled in an 'S' shape, ready to strike at any moment, while its forked tongue hissed menacingly in the air.
Then, under the terrified gazes of the livestream audience, this newly hatched venomous snake—having just gorged itself on a forty-grand feast—almost human-like, opened its bloody maw and let out a long, resonant burp right at the devastated Brother Motorcycle. A burp that carried a heavy stench of raw egg!
Burp—Hiss!
This burp, dripping with mockery, completely announced the death of Brother Motorcycle's insatiable dream of getting rich overnight. It had been devoured until not even crumbs remained.
After a split second of absolute dead silence, the entire livestream erupted, completely flipped upside down by overwhelming roars of laughter and extreme shock!
[Viewer "Late Night No Drinking": HAHAHAHA!!! I'm sorry! I've undergone strict professional training, but I couldn't fucking hold it in! This Ekans's luck is too good! Bro booked a whole buffet the moment it was born?!]
[Viewer "Just Want to Play With Squirtle": A one-hit KO! This is a true one-hit KO from Mother Nature! The Ekans thought it had hit the jackpot...That burp is just adding insult to injury! RIP to that guy.]
[Viewer "Wild Pokémon Breeder": Science time: One of an Ekans's favorite foods in the wild is the eggs of various birds and small Pokémon! Obviously, that shady boss gave Brother Motorcycle an Ekans egg mixed in, thinking it was a reject. Then our guy threw it on the balcony to bake in the sun, accelerating its incubation, and the little guy just opened up a banquet right there!]
[Viewer "Outlaw John Doe": Well, there you have it. Over forty eggs written off as breakfast! Ekans: Thank you for the gift of nature.]
[Viewer "Worker Who Can't Afford Tea Eggs": Don't cry, Brother Motorcycle! Look on the bright side. You might have lost over forty pieces of Bellsprout waste, but you gained an extremely plump, well-nourished, and glossy Ekans! Are you surprised?! With how well this Ekans developed, it'll definitely be great for guarding the house later!]
[Viewer "Hardcore Data Analysis Machine": It seems fate has its own arrangements.]
On the screen, Brother Motorcycle stared at the floor full of broken shells and egg liquid, and then looked at the Ekans that was currently swaggering and flicking its tongue at him. He felt as if his heart had been ruthlessly crushed by an invisible giant hand.
"Urgh... Ah..." he let out two meaningless, strangled gurgles from his throat, clearly suffocating from sheer anger.
Miles was also left utterly speechless...
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