Pokémon: Back to high school, I became a Pokémon master

That night.

Zhou Wenchao and Xia Yuchen went to the hall to have dinner.

"Pah! What kind of crap is this? Chicken wrapped in salad dressing, rice porridge cooked with super salty cheese, and the rest is just pasta, toast, and salad. It has no flavor at all."

Looking at the plates in front of him, Xia Yuchen started complaining after only a couple of bites.

Zhou Wenchao's lips twitched involuntarily a few times; Xia Yuchen was absolutely right.

"How can these people eat this?"

"These people can't be using dirty tricks, can they? Making sure we don't eat well, so we can lose in the next competition?" Xia Yuchen said in a low voice.

"It's not that bad."

Zhou Wenchao swallowed a few mouthfuls of the super salty cheese rice porridge in front of him, and then his brain and stomach had a second negotiation.

"Sigh... Forget it, Lao Xia, let's go look at other places."

"Let's go, let's go, we've long since stopped wanting to eat here." They were eating in the main dining hall, where the food was utterly tasteless and barely palatable.

Soon after, the two arrived at a restaurant that looked very upscale and had a simple meal.

"What a tragedy! This meal cost me half a month's worth of food expenses."

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, the two left the restaurant.

"Let's go out for a walk and buy some vegetables and meat. We'll cook for ourselves for the time being," Zhou Wenchao sighed.

"Can you still cook?"

"I know a little, but Qiu'er's is even better."

"Qiu'er's is even tastier~~~"

Xia Yuchen mimicked Zhou Wenchao's voice, repeating it in a sarcastic tone.

"Get out of here."

......

Time flew by, and it was the third day, the day the Intercontinental League officially opened.

The individual competition area had nine competition venues around it, and tens of thousands of people sat in the stands, making the entire area extremely crowded.

This is just the audience; there are over 2,600 contestants this time.

Ye Yayun quickly brought out ten smart bracelets and distributed them to Zhou Wenchao and the other ten contestants.

"This is your identification badge. Your competition details will be released after the opening ceremony. Don't lose this bracelet during this time."

Then, the grand opening ceremony began.

One by one, the curtains flashed across the center of the arena, but of course, given the distance, everyone could only watch from the large screen at the top.

After each program was completed, the American League sent out two champion-level players for a 1v1 singles match, which was essentially just an exhibition match with all sorts of skills flying around and going back and forth.

This instantly ignited the audience's enthusiasm.

The entire venue erupted in cheers, creating a truly spectacular scene.

Then came the final stage, where a middle-aged man delivered the opening ceremony speech.

"Have you guys seen the person standing up there?" Ye Yayun asked from the side.

"Ah."

Everyone answered in unison.

"That guy is the champion of the last Intercontinental League Individual Tournament, Disi Sord. His strength now is probably terrifying. At least a high-level champion. By the way, he's from the Sord family."

In the Americas, their alliance rule is more like a family succession. The two most powerful families here are the Soder family and the Sidil family, who advocate the supremacy of family interests.

Alliances are more like an institution or means by which families control people, and are subject to the control of the family.

Zhou Wenchao had carefully reviewed the information Ye Yayun had given them before, and knew the general situation of the two families. In this competition, Emily and Ellan, twin siblings from the American Alliance team, came from the Sidil family.

The opening ceremony didn't end until around noon.

Shortly after the match ended, all ten of their wristbands lit up simultaneously, indicating that the system had assigned them information about their opponents.

Zhou Wenchao gently tapped the bracelet, and a transparent light screen appeared in front of him.

[Competition Location: Individual Competition Area F]

[Match Time: 3 PM, July 3rd]

[Match Opponent: Priya from the Indian Alliance]

Zhou Wenchao looked at the information on the screen and was surprised to find that it was a girl. He had heard a little about the situation on the Indian side and was slightly taken aback.

July 3rd is the day after tomorrow, and 3 PM corresponds to the time in the Americas.

After the opening ceremony, Zhou Wenchao and Xia Yuchen went to Jiang Yuan and Shen Haoyu's room.

As for why, is that even a question? They're obviously here to freeload a meal.

The food provided here really didn't suit their taste. After eating Jiang Yuan's cooking a couple of days ago, the two of them would come here to freeload meals whenever they had free time.

Compared to Jiang Yuan, Zhou Wenchao's cooking was much worse, though it was still much better than the food provided here.

The people participating in this intercontinental league are all rich young masters. Among the more than twenty people, only Danqiu and Jiang Yuan can cook, and Zhou Wenchao can be considered half a cook.

Only the three of them could be considered to be from commoner backgrounds, which was obvious. It was just a pity that he and Danqiu were in different competition areas, otherwise they would have eaten there every day.

"I have to say, Xiao Yuan's cooking is so good, he'll definitely have no trouble finding a wife in the future," Xia Yuchen remarked, watching the busy figure in the kitchen.

"That's right, Xiao Yuan's cooking is better than many chefs outside," Shen Haoyu said.

"Looks like my judgment was pretty good after all; I saw long ago that Xiao Yuan was no ordinary person."

"Tch, stop talking nonsense. Just say you want to eat Xiaoyuan's cooking."

Seeing the disdainful looks in their eyes, Zhou Wenchao shook his head.

Just as the three were chatting, there was a knock on the door.

As the owner of the room, Shen Haoyu went to open the door.

"Miss Mu, and Miss Murong, what brings you two here?" Shen Haoyu asked with amusement.

He seemed to know why the two had come when he opened the door, so he asked, puzzled.

"Well, I mainly want to thank you for treating us to dinner last night. Do you have time now? I'd like to treat you to dinner," Murong Ling asked.

"It's alright. We're teammates from the same place, so we're just helping each other out. Please come in, Xiao Yuan is still busy." Shen Haoyu invited the two of them in.

He knew that the two men had come mainly because of Jiang Yuan.

When Zhou Wenchao and Xia Yuchen saw the two girls come in, they were slightly taken aback. Xia Yuchen was fine; they had trained together frequently over the past few months and were quite familiar with each other.

Zhou Wenchao had little contact with the two men, only nodding slightly in acknowledgment.

At this moment, Jiang Yuan came out of the kitchen, and was surprised to see the two women. "So it's Miss Murong and Miss Mu. Have you had lunch yet? Why don't you have something to eat together?"

Faced with Jiang Yuan's invitation, the two women nodded without hesitation.

Seeing this, Zhou Wenchao wondered if these two were also there to freeload, just like them.

Seeing that there were two more people eating, Jiang Yuan went back to the kitchen and cooked two more dishes.

At the dinner table, the six of them chatted casually about the upcoming matches and whether there were any people they needed to pay special attention to.

At this moment, Mu Jiaojiao spoke up: "Do you have a match this afternoon?"

Everyone shook their heads. There were too many participants in the first round, and their six matches would all be in the next two days.

There are no matches this afternoon.

Seeing this, Mu Jiaojiao said, "I just heard that there's a match this afternoon that's worth watching. Why don't we go check it out since we have some time?"

Whose match is it?

"Ross Union, Nax Evgeny."