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Chapter 115 - Cynthia’s Wild Imagination

Slaking ♂ Lv.35 (Advanced)

Ability: Power Ability [Moderately Awakened]

— Possesses berserk powerhouse genes; physical strength increased by 60%.

Talent Total: 670 (Species Maximum: 670)

HP: 120

Attack: 220

Defense: 100

Sp. Atk: 120

Sp. Def: 100

Speed: 10

Affinity: 239

Held Item: Focus Sash

New Moves Learned: Swagger, Sucker Punch, Body Slam

Description:

A Slaking that evolved early due to a surge of bond resonance. Having consumed Powerleaf Spinach, it possesses overwhelmingly powerful physical strength. During evolution, its previously weakened hind legs were restored. It shares unshakable trust with its trainer.

"!!!"

Peter's eyes widened on the spot.

670 total talent.

Triple-digit bulk.

120 Special Attack.

And a monstrous 220 Attack.

If you ignore Speed—

This was practically a six-stat monster.

And the most outrageous part?

Sucker Punch.

A priority move that perfectly patched Slaking's Speed flaw.

"If I add one more thing…" Peter opened his system inventory mentally.

There was still one item he had never used.

[Ding! Selected Move Learning Machine used. Slaking has learned 'Taunt.']

Taunt: Provokes the opponent, forcing them to use only attacking moves for a period of time.

That was it.

Peter's ultimate one-on-one combo.

Taunt control + Sucker Punch pressure.

Frankly speaking, with Slaking's absurd physique—

As long as it closed the distance—

Opponents of equal rank, or even one tier higher—

Would simply collapse on the spot.

Unbeatable.

Peter happily opened the training panel to allocate points.

[Ding! This purchase is significant. Confirm spending 1,000,000 Poké Dollars and 11,000 Master Points to increase Slaking's Attack Talent by 20?]

His smile twitched.

His heart trembled slightly—

Then he pressed confirm.

Just like that.

Over a hundred million Poké Dollars gone.

If not for Whitney's transfer earlier—

He'd already be broke again.

"Spending a few hundred million on my girlfriend isn't a big deal. I'll just repay her a few hundred billion someday…"

Some overly vivid mental images flashed through his head.

He grinned.

Right at that moment—

Cynthia walked over.

"So even if you won, there's no need to smile so… indecently, is there?"

"Cough—cough!" Peter coughed violently, masking his embarrassment.

"Still," she continued, "you were really impressive."

Her expression was filled with genuine admiration.

As a tactical master, Cynthia carried pride of her own.

At first, she hadn't attacked at full force.

She was probing.

Testing Peter's limits.

But very quickly—

He revealed Mega Evolution.

Then Dynamax.

Then used type advantage and Max Moves to directly clash with Garchomp head-on.

When Cynthia thought Peter's plan was simply to exhaust Garchomp's stamina—

He pivoted.

Sacrificed Arboliva with Parting Shot.

That one move became the cornerstone of everything that followed.

It ensured that Indeedee, Zorua, and Rufflet—her perceived "fragile" Pokémon—could safely enter.

It also sent Cynthia a signal:

He's switching from offense to defense.

From that moment—

She was certain.

Peter's goal was to stall to 20 minutes.

That realization subtly made her push harder than usual.

She grew impatient.

Especially when Zorua's Foul Play and Indeedee's Trick Room posed real threats.

But what truly stunned her—

Was the shameless brilliance of Healing Wish turning one life into two.

And the seamless transition:

Aggression → Defense → Desperate Counteroffensive.

Even a battle-hardened Champion found herself constantly reacting to an unfolding script she hadn't predicted.

She frowned slightly.

"There's one thing I still don't understand."

"How did Indeedee, Lopunny, and Vigoroth survive direct hits from Garchomp?"

Her sharp mind had pinpointed the core premise of Peter's entire strategy.

His double-revival setup—

Only worked if those Pokémon weren't instantly knocked out.

Peter smiled.

"Because… they bought a Guardian Angel blade."

"…What?"

He took out a slim sash.

"A held item called Focus Sash."

"It absorbs all remaining stamina and blocks a fatal blow once."

He explained its mechanics in detail.

Just like in competitive rules—

Focus Sash only activates at full health.

In real-world equal-tier battles—

Instant knockouts are rare.

Which means it rarely triggers.

Cynthia tilted her head thoughtfully.

"I see…"

Then her gaze sharpened.

"So your true identity… is actually a young doctor who's been immersed in research for years?"

"…Huh?"

Peter blinked.

"How did you—"

"How did I know?" she interrupted.

"Isn't it obvious?"

"You understand Mega Evolution."

"You have controlled Dynamax."

"You possess rare, unconventional held items."

"Put together, it's easy to guess."

The more she spoke—

The brighter her eyes became.

With pure mental gymnastics—

She effortlessly patched every system-related loophole in Peter's existence.

"…."

Peter lowered his head and rubbed his nose.

Internally:

I was about to say—how did you know I was planning to lie like that?

As a transmigrator—

Peter had never planned to hide forever.

After all—

If you've crossed worlds—

What's the point of pretending to be weak?

If you're going big—

Go all the way.

Mega Evolution?

Dynamax?

The Fairy-type?

All discovered by me.

Become a Pokémon Professor overnight?

Perfectly reasonable.

As for villains like Team Galactic, Team Magma, or Rainbow Rocket targeting him?

If he's a Pokémon Professor—

The League protects him.

And worst case—

He pulls out purification, healing, flash, sprint, teleport—

What then?

Feels great.

Back when he first arrived—

He had considered "borrowing" some intellectual property.

Knowledge is power.

What's wrong with scholars sharing insights?

Just earning a living.

Nothing shameful about it.

But back then—

He had nothing.

No Pokémon.

No foundation.

No credibility.

Now?

Now it wasn't even him crafting the narrative.

The Sinnoh Champion was doing it for him.

If his own words lacked weight—

Cynthia's endorsement certainly didn't.

She might be a mythology scholar—

But she's still a scholar.

Professional alignment.

Peter watched as Cynthia continued building theories in her own head.

Internally—

He thanked her entire ancestral line eight generations deep.

At the very least—

For being so considerate—

He ought to help her find another Key Stone someday.

Maybe even reduce Garchomp's Speed by ten points while he's at it.

Fair trade.

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