Ditto doesn't move

The astonishing wisdom of the "Working Class Radar" is activated instantly.

Sending small gifts, assigning tasks, and sharing experiences—isn't this exactly what bosses love to do? Next, they should start making grand promises, right?

Thinking of the untold story of "Chairman Roz and Champion Leon" in the Galar region, Xia Ming's gaze towards Professor Kukui became somewhat subtle.

Come to think of it, he seemed to have asked me to become the champion.

Could it be that he's planning to emulate Chairman Rose and stage an Alola version of the Galarian revival story?

Damn it, you actually want me to become a walking, talking billboard like Leon? If I do as you wish, wouldn't you also want me to become the ultimate working-class person in the Pokémon world like Leon?

If I was a beast of burden before transmigrating, and I continue to be a beast of burden after transmigrating, then what the hell did I transmigrate for?

Ignoring Dr. Kukui's gaze, Martial God Xia Ming changed the subject:

"Oh dear, it's almost noon! I need to hurry back to the cafeteria to mooch off the students—no, I mean, to prepare for my afternoon work."

"Doctor, stop beating around the bush and get to the point!"

Wow, this person is really stubborn. He doesn't look that old, but he's like a seasoned veteran who's been working for decades!

"The important thing is that tomorrow, the chairperson of the Ether Foundation, Rosamune, has invited me to meet in person to discuss sponsorship."

Dr. Kukui cleared his throat: "Although Chairwoman Lusamine is Lillie's mother, work and life are different. If we can't satisfy her, the sponsorship will definitely fall through."

"so what?"

"I can't possibly go to the meeting alone, can I?"

Book 1 The Happy Little Ditto: Chapter 43 Come on, let's do some work.

"So, you're worried you won't be able to handle things on your own, so you want to find a wingman?"

Xia Ming shook his head slightly:

"Please forgive me for refusing."

She elegantly crossed her legs, her fingers interlaced on her thighs.

Dr. Kukui, who was used to the other party's straightforward way of speaking, actually sensed a touch of elegance that only the upper class possessed from this action.

Lowering his voice to a hoarse tone, the man sitting in the shadows uttered a profound question:

"Doctor, Doctor... what have I done to make you disrespect me like this?"

"If you present your business plan and ask me to discuss the details, then I am not stingy in sharing my amazing wisdom with you."

But you didn't do that.

“You have a great plan with a bright future and high rewards. The alliance and the locals support you. You don’t need anyone to tell you what to do with your plan.”

"But now you come to me saying...you want me to go meet the chairman of the Ether Foundation, and it turns out you just need a lackey to bolster your image."

"You won't even call me AIBO."

His hoarse and deep voice had a captivating charm that drew people's eardrums in. Although he was crossing his legs rather impolitely, he gave off a sense of danger lurking beneath his languid demeanor.

If the Pokémon director saw this amazing scene, he would be overjoyed and ask the person who made the sound to make a movie.

Unfortunately, the person playing opposite him was just too clumsy.

I really like a quote from Dr. Kukui:

"what???"

"No, why would I tell you about the Orei region if I didn't respect you?" Dr. Kukui, whose thought process remained simple despite having been to a dark and bloody place, scratched his head and asked doubtfully, "Besides, does this even need a plan?"

"Isn't it enough to convince a few powerful trainers, bring in some sponsors, and build the stadium?"

"Trainers will come to us to sign up."

I hope you have the same thought when you write your thesis.

Hearing the other person's words, Xia Ming asked somewhat awkwardly, "Isn't that necessary?"

"do you need?"

"Don't you need it?"

After several rounds of back-and-forth tug-of-war, and hearing Rockruff and Riolu yawning from the sidelines, Xia Ming finally surrendered.

"I see you don't understand at all?"

"I understand, what do you understand?"

Damn, I shouldn't have expected the trainer's amazing wisdom!

No wonder the Alola League is like a shoddy competition, with hardly any players from other regions participating.

It turns out it was just a small circle of friends and family having fun on their own!

If the Aether Foundation hadn't intervened, the final league match might have turned into an internet cafe tournament like in Season 1.

Although it wasn't a large-scale event, Xia Ming still had experience hosting school welcome parties and company annual team building events.

"Do you know how to organize a competition area? *Order (eight) house cage? Mountain dove spirit! Dream?"

"I don't know." Dr. Kukui shook his head vigorously.

"Let me tell you," Xia Ming said, leaning closer to the table and pointing.

"To organize a competition zone, you need to create a clever gimmick, attract publicity, and generate buzz. The higher the buzz, the more people will participate."

"With more people, the popularity generated by sponsors is returned in full, while the trainers' attention is split 30/70."

"Why is it only 70%?"

"Seventy percent of it belongs to them! Even getting three percent depends on the league's approval! Without the league's recognition, do you think you're the champion? Do they believe it?"

"No, no, wait for me to calm down."

There were so many new words popping up that Dr. Kukui was finding it hard to keep up.

"No, are we talking about the same thing?"

laugh!

Xia Ming couldn't help but laugh: "Then tell me, how are you going to convince Chairman Rosamune of the Ether Foundation? Their money doesn't fall from the sky, why would they invest in you?"

"Well, the Aether Foundation has been dedicated to protecting injured Pokémon in the wild, and at the same time, it needs to attract high-tech talent to conduct in-depth research on Ultra Caves."

The PhD student finally demonstrated his professional expertise and explained:

"I was planning to help them advertise..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Xia Ming looking at him with a strange and complicated expression, while Dr. Kukui, feeling that he had a clear conscience, returned the gaze openly.

verified.

The people in this world possess a beauty that is too clear in their eyes.

How about we go to Kanto?

By hanging out with Boss Banmu, at least you don't have to worry about one day revealing the same overly clear and wise look in your eyes.

Fortunately, while Professor Kukui inherited the trainer's overly straightforward thought process (a direct criticism of Ash, who went back in time and led Professor Kukui astray), this flaw can sometimes become a strength.

"Although I don't quite understand what you're saying, as long as the alliance can be run well, I'm fine with following your orders!"

"Come on, AIBO, let's build the best league region together!"

He clearly took that sentence to heart, but not quite the right part; he only remembered the word AIBO (partner)...

"It's getting more and more informal."

Xia Ming, the Martial God, was not someone who could be so easily swayed by empty promises. He felt no similar burning passion as the other party, and instead retorted without hesitation:

"What was supposed to be such a grand and impressive thing as creating a league division has been reduced to the level of two recent college graduates figuring out how to start a business together..."

We've seen enough of this "good bro, you're awesome, I'll follow your lead" tactic; let's get rid of it quickly.

History has proven that you should never do business with your buddies or friends.

Things often turn sour, with arguments and fights happening all the time.

Besides, even a pretty lady like Officer Jenny has to pay me for guidance. You're just thinking of taking advantage of me for free!

Wait a minute, it doesn't seem like it's entirely free.

He gave me a Pokémon.

Tsk.

Xia Ming finally understood what Lillie's mother was thinking in the anime...

How can you form a good alliance with such insects?

I'm so annoyed, but I need their help.

With this in mind, Xia Ming, the Martial God, stopped thinking about those pointless, trivial matters.

"I can help you, but you'll have to pay extra."

Hmph, you've already had to lower yourself to seek sponsorship from a rich woman, Dr. Kukui. I've already given you enough face with this excuse.

Please don't say anything insulting to my brilliant wisdom like "Why do you need money?"

The man in the white coat looked puzzled for a moment.

I don't know why the other party seemed so resistant just now, but now they seem to have suddenly changed their mind.

But how could a champion trainer, a Pokémon master, and a masked man who is undefeated in royal battles be poor?

"How much, how much?"

"It can't be lower than what Miss Junsha offers, and it's not much more, 5 per hour."

"Hmm, not much. Is this alright?"

My phone made a notification sound when the text message notification arrived.

Book 1 The Happy Little Transformer: Chapter 44 How Can a Dog and a Donkey Be Called Supreme?

Ononone!!!

Your account! Why is it so powerful!

Damn it, why, why is everyone richer than me?! What's with this feeling that I'm the only one who's not good enough?

Ribbit! Professor Kukui paid one million Shadow Kingdom coins (Pokémon coins) to buy Xia Ming Wushen's amazing wisdom!

Dr. Kukui thoroughly humiliated that Martial God Xia Ming! Dr. Kukui is invincible!

"This is a ten-day supply. Hurry up and tell me your plans, I can't wait to taste it!"

After only one or two exchanges, Dr. Kukui, whose verbal tic had gradually become infected, rubbed his hands together, and after a slight pang of regret, revealed a disgusting smile as shrewd as a fly.

?

Xia Ming silently typed a question mark.

Wait, have I been tricked?

Damn it, you Alola dog tycoon, you think you can buy my unparalleled wisdom with money?!

Xia Ming wanted to reprimand him loudly, but he had given him far too much...

There's no way around it; it's really tough being a man who supports a family.

Although King Shiba waived most of the repair costs with a single word, how could someone as concerned about appearances as Martial God Xia Ming not contribute a single penny?

This battle has made our already dire economic situation even worse.

They couldn't be described as penniless; they were simply destitute.

This made Xia Ming wonder on his way to the doctor's place if he had been cursed by some god of poverty.

Who is to blame for this situation?

As expected, it was still your fault!

Unforgivable! That dog-donkey system!

Why not add an option to exchange battle points for money?