As a trainer, he has the rain trait

As the night deepened and the city lights gradually lit up, Xu Qingyan pushed Zhilin and strolled along the street.

"Do you know why we are not worried about Qinglong?" Xu Qingyan broke the silence and spoke first.

Zhilin was stunned for a moment, then hesitated and said, "You seemed to have said that it was because Zhao Guanjun was very strong!"

Xu Qingyan nodded slightly, his gaze fixed on the flickering neon lights in the distance. He slowly spoke, "Uncle Zhao's strength is unfathomable. My words alone may not be convincing. You haven't seen him in action, but his achievements in Pokémon battles are truly legendary."

She paused and continued, "Not only in battle, he's even stronger in training Pokémon. Remember Wu Ding you told me about?"

Zhilin nodded, "The traitor from the Shanhe Gym."

"Uncle Zhao and he are two extremes in the same situation. Uncle Zhao also comes from an ordinary family. His family couldn't even support him to become a trainer. He had no choice but to give up on becoming a trainer and choose the path of an art student.

But he did not get into university. After failing the art exam, he worked as a waiter and washed dishes to support himself. After saving some money, he bought his first Pokémon: a Totoro, and then made a living by taking on painting jobs.

Even so, he did not give up his dream of becoming a trainer. He worked hard to make money while training Tutu dogs.

"The Pokémon Tutu is very special. It only has one move. You should know what it is, right?"

The wheelchair rolled slowly on the ground, making a slight sound. Zhilin whispered thoughtfully, "The sketching technique can permanently replace the opponent's previous moves with a sketch, and then recall the sketched moves to replace them with other moves. So Tutu Dog can use any moves."

Xu Qingyan stopped, walked to the wheelchair, looked at Zhilin and continued, "Yes, Uncle Xu spent more than 20 years to gain considerable strength. He didn't rely on anyone, nor did he go astray. It was all due to his own hard work and persistence.

Then he made a crazy decision.”

"What decision?"

"Go to all the major leagues and collect the moves of all Pokémon, including mythical and legendary ones."

Zhilin's heart was filled with shock, and then admiration surged. He said slowly, "So, he succeeded?"

"Yes!" Xu Qingyan nodded. "Uncle Zhao relied on his profound understanding of Pokémon, his unparalleled rapport with Totoro, and his own superb fighting skills to challenge those powerful ones step by step. He then sought out various mythical and legendary beasts and collected many exclusive moves.

Tutu Dog also became Uncle Zhao's trump card, and after that, he became the champion of Donghuang, and he never had a rival again."

Zhilin listened attentively, and his admiration for Zhao Guanjun grew deeper.

Xu Qingyan gently patted Zhilin's shoulder, pulling him out of his thoughts, and continued, "It's precisely because Uncle Zhao possesses such formidable strength and rich experience that we're not so worried about Qinglong's actions. In the previous battle with the Fuhai Clan, Uncle Zhao single-handedly blocked the most important front. Qinglong knows how powerful he is, so he won't dare to act rashly anytime soon."

Zhilin nodded slightly and said thoughtfully, "So Uncle Zhao has such a legendary experience that is unknown to many people. His persistence and hard work are truly admirable."

"So!" Xu Qingyan curled his lips. "So don't worry too much. Your current physical condition doesn't allow for too much worry. Your current task is to receive treatment well. Only after you recover can you face the next crisis with more confidence."

Zhilin was silent for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay, I made you worry."

Xu Qingyan smiled with satisfaction and touched his head, "That's good."

Zhilin turned his head away and muttered, "Do you think I'm a child?"

Xu Qingyan looked at Zhilin with a smile and said, "Isn't it?"

"Of course not!" Zhilin curled his lips.

Xu Qingyan smiled and shook his head, then continued to push Zhilin along the street. The shops on the street were brightly lit, and people were coming and going, making it very bustling.

They all knew in their hearts that undercurrents were surging beneath the calm, and a new crisis was quietly approaching.

They are not afraid, no matter what awaits them ahead, they will face it bravely.

……

After the gathering at Taifeng Building, Zhu Yu devoted himself to the preparations for the subsequent competitions, while Zhilin completely began to recuperate behind closed doors.

Little Yinglong would appear in front of Zhilin's window every morning, using his mental power to moisten his dry spiritual sea of consciousness.

Granny Yi spared no effort and dug out the ancient book from the bottom of her box. Following the instructions in the book, she used telekinesis to guide Zhilin and supplemented it with rare medicines to clear Zhilin's spiritual meridians.

The days of convalescence passed one by one, the scattered snow outside the window melted, and the grass and trees exuded vitality.

Zhilin's exhausted spiritual power was also recovering bit by bit, just like new buds emerging from the barren land in spring.

Occasionally, he would worry about Zhu Yu's race schedule, and whenever that happened, Xu Qingyan would tell him everything he had learned about the race.

With the company of Xiao Yinglong, the treatment of Grandma Yi, and the meticulous care of Xu Qingyan, Zhilin's mental strength gradually increased, and the day of complete recovery is not far away.

……

On February 11th, the sun was shining brightly, a rare moment of warmth. Little Yinglong was napping by the window, while Grandma Yi was fiddling with a newly prepared nourishing potion in the inner room. The air was filled with a faint medicinal fragrance.

Zhilin felt much more refreshed, so he said to Xu Qingyan, who was reading a book beside him, "I feel much better. I've been feeling stuffy all the time, and I'm almost getting moldy. Let's go out and get some fresh air."

Xu Qingyan looked up at him and saw that he was indeed more energetic. He nodded and agreed, "Okay, but you are not allowed to run around. Let's go to the garden at the street corner."

The two of them went outside, where a gentle breeze blew, carrying the fresh scent of new grass and trees.

The flowers in the garden at the corner of the street are just beginning to bloom, and the pink and white petals are dancing in the wind, which is very beautiful.

As we were walking, we suddenly heard a loud noise. Several children were gathered together, and in the middle was a wild green caterpillar curled up in panic. The children were teasing it with small branches, and the caterpillar was trembling with fear.

Zhilin frowned and walked over: "Don't bully it. What if it hurts you if you push it too hard?" The children stuck out their tongues and dispersed.

Zhilin stretched out his hand, and the caterpillar carefully climbed onto his fingertips, its antennae swaying gently, as if expressing its grievances.

Xu Qingyan joked, "You've just regained some energy, and you're already worrying about these kids again."

As he was speaking, the caterpillar rubbed against Zhilin's fingertips, slowly relaxed, and stopped trembling.

Zhilin smiled softly and replied to Xu Qingyan, "It's not just that I'm worried about them, but I also feel sorry for this little guy. He was just living here peacefully, but now he's been teased for no reason."

Xu Qingyan tilted his head, reached out and gently tapped the caterpillar's head, and said jokingly, "You are just soft-hearted. Judging from the state of the caterpillar, it should not be injured. Put it back into the grass?"

Zhilin nodded, put his hand close to the bushes, and coaxed softly: "Go back quickly, and hide better next time, don't get caught again."

The caterpillar slowly crawled into the grass, turned back and waved its antennae, saying goodbye to Zhilin.

Watching the green caterpillar disappear, Zhilin sighed, "Sometimes I envy them. As long as they have a small world and something to eat, they can live comfortably. Unlike us, we face crisis after crisis."

Xu Qingyan patted his shoulder and said, "Don't let your imagination run wild. Once we eradicate the hidden dangers of the Fuhai Clan, we will definitely have a comfortable life in the future."

Zhilin nodded and suddenly asked, "Tomorrow is the final, right?"

Xu Qingyan was stunned for a moment, then reacted and snorted, "Yes, tomorrow is the final, but why are you so concerned about her?"

Zhilin sensed the danger and felt a chill in his heart. He smiled awkwardly and said, "It's just a show of concern between friends. Besides, I promised to go to the scene to cheer her on, and I can't break my promise."

Xu Qingyan was quite satisfied with this reply, "Alright!"

Zhilin breathed a sigh of relief, but soon he felt a little excited and a smile appeared on his face.

Is she jealous? That means I still have some importance in her heart!

Xu Qingyan didn't notice the change in his expression and quickened his pace. "Let's go for a stroll by the lake while the sun is shining."

Zhilin followed slowly, and the two of them walked along the winding path towards the lake. A gentle breeze blew across the lake, creating ripples that stirred someone's heart...