As a trainer, he has the rain trait

Zhilin looked at Greninja with satisfaction, but suddenly there was a slight movement behind him.

Zhilin's eyes instantly turned cold, and he turned to look at the masked man who was kicked to the ground by him.

At this time, the masked man was lying on the ground, gasping for breath, trying to struggle to get up but seemed to be unable to do so.

Zhilin snorted coldly and took out his cell phone to call the police.

Seeing this, the masked man hurriedly explained, "Wait! Don't call the police. I was sent by the Trainer's Association to conduct a surprise assessment."

Zhilin was slightly startled, his heart filled with doubts. He looked warily at the masked man on the ground and slowly walked forward.

"You said you were sent by the Trainers Association? Do you have any evidence?" Zhilin asked.

The masked man struggled to get up from the ground, took out an ID from his pocket and handed it to Zhilin.

Zhilin took the certificate and examined it carefully. The certificate had the logo of the Trainers Association and related information printed on it, as well as a photo.

Zhilin pulled the veil off the masked man's face and compared his appearance with the photo on his ID. The man in the photo looked identical to the masked man before him, but now he looked disheveled and exhausted.

After careful confirmation, Zhilin believed his words.

I couldn't help but feel helpless. This sudden night attack turned out to be a test.

The masked man chuckled bitterly, "With your strength, you're not an elite trainer yet?"

"The team wasn't complete before," Zhilin explained, then asked, "What's the situation with the surprise assessment?"

Unable to get up, the masked man simply lay on his back, staring at the sky with a look of despair as he said, "Elite Trainers advertise that there are only two assessments: theory and field, but in reality, there's also a surprise assessment. And surprise assessments are definitely conducted without the test taker's knowledge."

The masked man paused, then added, "And you have to sign a confidentiality agreement!"

"But what if someone secretly tells?"

The masked man scoffed, "That was the case a long time ago, but then everyone noticed the sharp increase in the death rate among elite trainers, and since they realized it was just harming others, not many people talked about it anymore."

Zhilin understood, squatted down, handed the certificate back to the masked man, and said, "This assessment is indeed sudden and dangerous. However, it can also truly screen out elite trainers with strong strength and excellent adaptability."

The masked man took the certificate and replied with a wry smile, "Yes, this is also to ensure that elite trainers can stand on their own when facing various unknown dangers. But encountering a monster like you makes us examiners suffer."

Zhilin rolled his eyes. "It was so sudden. I'm lucky I didn't kill him."

The masked man shook his head helplessly. "Never mind. I'll have to explain the next steps in detail. Although the surprise assessment has passed, you still have to complete the assigned tasks."

There are still some formalities to go through, including the signing of a confidentiality agreement, the formal performance evaluation, and the awarding ceremony for Elite Trainer status. All of these require you to go to the Trainers Association headquarters."

Zhilin nodded and said, "I understand."

The masked man slowly stood up and dusted himself off. "Then I'll be leaving."

Zhilin looked at the devastated surroundings and raised an eyebrow. "Won't you help?"

The masked figure followed his gaze, seemingly guessing his thoughts, "You'll have to handle everything on your own in this forest. I'll be cheating for you."

Zhilin shrugged helplessly, "Okay, then take care."

Looking at the masked man's receding back, Zhilin sighed softly and turned to face the aftermath of the war.

Greninja jumped to his side and looked at the destroyed hut with frustration in his eyes.

Zhilin squatted down and gently touched Greninja's head. "It's okay. Although the situation is a bit bad now, we can work hard to restore it to its original state."

Greninja nodded, took the lead, and began to clear the debris on the battlefield.

Several other Pokémon also responded. Zhilin first led the Pokémon to clean up the remaining items on the battlefield. Dragonite moved some larger stones away, Milotic used a gentle stream of water to wash away the stains and blood on the ground, and Scallop helped carry the broken wood.

After a night of hard work, the frame of the hut was gradually built up, barely restoring to 70% to 80% of its original state.

Zhilin and the Pokémon rested for a while and caught up on some sleep. When they slowly woke up, it was already afternoon.

Zhilin, sleepy-eyed, regained consciousness after a brief moment of confusion. He stood up, stretched himself, and gazed intently at the vast forest.

He already had a good plan in mind to deal with the conflict between the two ethnic groups.

Zhilin plans to start with the key aspect of dividing food areas.

Stepping into the vast forest, Zhilin carefully observed every piece of terrain and found that in the southeast of the forest, there was a dense and towering forest. There was plenty of sunshine and lush branches and leaves, which was a favorite habitat for insects. The sound of insects chirping one after another, obviously there were many of them.

Zhilin decisively designated this airspace and the surrounding wooded area for the Spearows, skilled aerial hunters. He instructed the lightning dragon to use its claws to carve lifelike patterns resembling soaring birds on the trees bordering this area. The patterns were simple and striking.

To the northwest of the forest lies a vast expanse of grassland dotted with lush bushes. The soil here is fertile, rich in seeds, and you can often see tiny rodents happily roaming around foraging.

This area is perfect for the Pidgeot Pokémon, who are good at digging seeds from the ground and catching small rodent Pokémon.

Zhilin also carefully carved a mark on the trees at the border of this area, this time a symbol that was very similar to the paw print of a Bobo bird, in order to clearly distinguish it from the area of the Spearow tribe.

After completing the marking, Zhilin brought the electric dragon to the habitat of the Bobo tribe.

Bobo and the Pidgeots soon noticed that Zhilin had not hidden himself, and instantly became alert, staring at him with wary eyes.

Zhilin remained calm and used his telekinesis to clearly convey his intentions to the Bobo people.

Bobo and the other Pidgeots immediately started chattering. A moment later, a massive Pidgeot flew out like a flash of lightning and landed lightly on the ground three meters in front of Zhilin.

"Why should we trust you?" The Pidgeot leader's cry was filled with suspicion and caution.

Zhilin smiled and patiently explained why he was there.

The Pidgeot leader tilted his head and thought seriously for a moment, then uttered a few clear and melodious chirps.

"We appreciate your idea, but it won't work. Toucans are very greedy and they won't just hunt in their own territory."

"That's because you are not strong enough. I can help you to have the strength to deal with the Toucan." Zhilin was very confident.

This is his second method, to enable the docile Bobo tribe to have the strength to compete with the Toucans.

Pidgeot looked Zhilin up and down with suspicion, obviously not believing what he said.

Zhilin chuckled and calculated in his heart that there was still a day and a half left for the assessment, which was enough time for him to give this Pidgeot a special training.