Pokemon: Reborn Rich Alternate Earth
Chapter 555: Dumb Dog And Dumb Bird

Level 76, mid-stage Elite-level. After Mega Evolution, it should be able to reach the peak of Elite, and at that point, it would even be capable of putting up a fight against a pseudo-Champion level opponent.

As Lucario opened its eyes and sensed that it had reached the Elite tier, a look of joy immediately spread across its face.

Julian’s opponents were getting stronger and stronger. Even though his team could defeat most mid-stage Elite Pokémon despite being at peak pseudo-Elite level, truly outstanding Elite-level Pokémon were still tough to handle.

Especially today’s Tapu Bulu—it directly fought them with Champion-tier strength. That sense of powerlessness was something Lucario never wanted to experience again.

The Spirit of Combat had already been digested by Lucario, but full absorption would still take several more months.

With its entire body enhanced by the Spirit of Combat, if Lucario could previously punch with a force of about 5 tons, now it could reach at least 10 tons.

If running 10 kilometers used to take one minute, now it only needed thirty seconds.

Other aspects, such as reflexes and physical durability, had also improved by at least twofold—up to a maximum of fourfold. However, reaching that peak would require time and a bit of luck.

Metagross floated over to Lucario, expressing its joy. Lucario was the second Pokémon Julian had caught, so naturally, Metagross had known it the longest.

And unlike other Pokémon who had their own thoughts, Lucario wasn’t the scheming type—it truly respected Metagross as the team leader. The others, on the surface, showed respect, but deep down probably wanted to pull Metagross off that throne.

Lucario: “Let’s have a match sometime.”

Metagross: ⊙o⊙

'So I was wrong about you after all…'

“We’ll rest here for today.”

There was still a long time before nightfall, but Julian no longer felt like moving.

After the battle with Tapu Bulu, most of his Pokémon had sustained injuries to varying degrees—especially Gengar, who had been pushed to the brink of death. Thanks to the Revival Herb, its condition had stabilized and was slowly healing.

Aggron’s abdomen was caved in—another severe injury.

However, after this intense battle, his Pokémon had consumed some of their latent potential, leading to an increase in their strength.

There was no helping it—his Pokémon’s foundations were simply too deep. Extreme battles could convert that latent potential into tangible power.

He released all his Pokémon.

“Arf!”

Arcanine: “Where’s the enemy? I’m gonna bite it to death!”

The moment Arcanine came out, it looked around baring its teeth, putting on a fierce display.

“It’s alright, we’ve already defeated it.”

Julian patted Arcanine’s head. The dog’s ears were flattened—clearly, it had been thoroughly traumatized this time.

Kartana: “It has just lived a little longer than I have. Give me time, and I’ll definitely take its head.”

“Gehehe~”

Gengar floated weakly in front of Julian, its face even paler than usual, clearly showing signs of exhaustion.

Thanks to the Revival Herb, it was no longer on the brink of death, but its injuries were still severe. As it floated over to Julian, it stuck out its tongue and licked him.

Julian: “So even in this state, you still have to lick me, huh?”

Seeing Gengar panting hard after using Lick, Julian was speechless. He used a Cheri Berry to cure the paralysis, then took out a recovery potion from the system space.

He pried open Gengar’s mouth and tossed the potion inside.

“Stay in your Poké Ball for now and focus on recovering.”

“Gen~”

Gengar shook its head—of course it disagreed. Staying in the Poké Ball was so boring. Hanging out in Julian’s shadow was way more fun.

“Don’t worry, that guy only attacked us because of a misunderstanding. Now that it’s cleared up, it won’t come after us again.”

Julian understood Gengar’s real concern and gave its chubby face a good squeeze.

With three Ultimate treasures in its possession, Gengar’s latent potential was second only to Metagross—and naturally, Julian had extremely high expectations for it.

Moving over to Aggron, Julian inspected the massive dent in its armored belly and cursed angrily:

“Damn it, letting it off with just one Ultimate treasure definitely wasn’t enough!”

The damage wasn’t just superficial—the internal injuries were just as severe.

Fortunately, according to the Probing Eyes, while Aggron’s injuries were serious, they weren’t life-threatening. However, recovery would take even longer than Gengar’s near-fatal injuries.

Julian looked at Aggron’s stomach with heartache and quickly started treating it. Aggron, on the other hand, wore a guilty expression, feeling that it had failed in its duty as the team’s strongest shield.

“You did great,” Julian reassured the big guy.

Standing over seven meters tall, the battle-hardened behemoth was on the verge of tears.

Beneath its impenetrable armor lay a surprisingly fragile heart.

Very few Pokémon could withstand a full-power strike from a Champion-level Pokémon without being knocked unconscious.

Moreover, it was thanks to Aggron’s horn piercing Tapu Bulu’s abdomen that they managed to deal such massive damage in the first place.

This vulnerable side of Aggron was something only Julian ever saw. To the outside world—even to its teammates—it remained the unshakable symbol of absolute defense, both in appearance and spirit.

Meanwhile, Melmetal fantasized: 'If I can one day punch Aggron’s belly hard enough to cave it in like that, maybe I can become the new boss of the team.'

Looking at its own fists—

'Hmm... that day is probably still a long, long way off.'

When Steelix saw that Julian had finished treating Aggron, it immediately slithered over, signaling that it was its turn now.

But this guy only had minor scratches—injuries so light that they had already healed on their own inside the Poké Ball.

Yet, under Steelix’s eager gaze, Julian sighed helplessly and took out some external medicine, symbolically applying it to what were essentially just faint marks from where Steelix had deliberately scraped itself with its own teeth.

'Now even treating injuries has turned into a competition for attention, huh…'

After Julian applied the medicine, Steelix then offered up its tail, claiming that it was injured too—only to be immediately shoved aside by Arcanine.

Arcanine: “It’s my turn.”

It rolled onto its back, exposing its belly, where there was indeed a small wound—likely from a leaf cut.

But the injury had already scabbed over, making treatment completely unnecessary.

Under the dog’s intense, expectant stare, Julian pretended to dip his finger into the medicine jar and lightly dabbed at the wound.

“There, all done.”

Arcanine happily jumped up, its big tongue out as it tried to lick Julian’s face—only to be firmly pushed away.

Then, with its head held high, it strutted over to Moltres as if to say, 'Master treated me! What about you, huh, third wheel?'

When Moltres approached next, Julian decided to be fair and pretended to treat it too.

'Dumb dog and dumb bird… Being a trainer is exhausting sometimes.'

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