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"Pokémon Virus!!!" These four big words suddenly flashed in Qingwu's mind.
The Pokémon Virus was merely a speculation by scientists; to date, it had not been officially confirmed.
Pokémon infected with the Pokémon Virus showed no superficial differences; instead, they became extremely belligerent.
Miltank was originally a Pokémon with a particularly gentle nature, and it disliked fighting.
Once a Miltank started fighting, its milk production would drastically decrease, but in return, the Miltank's aptitude quality would become exceptionally good.
The Pokémon Virus, to some extent, altered the Pokémon's aptitude.
This was a discovery a scientist had made coincidentally during Qingwu's previous life.
This scientist, invited to treat a Miltank that loved fighting, examined the Miltank and found its body to be extraordinarily robust.
Although milk production drastically decreased, the nutritional value of this Miltank's milk was a full ten times that of other Miltank's milk.
This scientist speculated that this Miltank's genes might have been infected with an unknown virus, but it could not be detected with the existing technology of the time.
After the scientist's speculation was announced, it was attacked by countless other scientists.
Ultimately, this matter also caused a great uproar and died down without resolution.
"How many Miltank enjoy fighting?" Qingwu asked curiously.
"Almost all the Miltank on that ranch became extremely fond of fighting, and they even learned quite a few moves from who knows where. Because they fought, that group of Miltank are no longer producing milk," the young lady said, looking at Qingwu.
A Miltank that doesn't produce milk is still called a Miltank? So that ranch owner went bankrupt for nothing. The young lady rubbed her temples, slightly annoyed.
At first, the young lady thought the Miltank were excellent quality. She didn't expect that after retrieving them from Goldenrod City, she would find that these Miltank only fought and didn't produce milk. Now, these Miltank had become a white elephant in the young lady's hands.
"I'll buy these Miltank from you. Don't try to ask for a high price. I know these Miltank have been weighing heavily on you for a long time here," Qingwu said assertively.
"Alright." After her little scheme was seen through by Qingwu, the young lady also very straightforwardly said to Qingwu.
"I'll only charge you the price I originally paid for the Miltank, plus the cost of transport to the Viridian area and feed. This old lady is doing business at a loss," the young lady took a deep breath and let out a wisp of white smoke.
"Dealing with unsold inventory, this is as it should be," Qingwu nodded.
The young lady was furious.
"In total, 16.83 million. Credit card or transfer?" the young lady said expressionlessly. This guy was talking too irritatingly.
"Credit card," Qingwu said, taking out a black card from his jacket. This was a bank card that allowed him to overdraw up to 500 million.
When the young lady saw this black card, her expression changed. The young lady, who often dealt with VIPs, naturally knew the value of this card, and the potential it held.
"Then I'll give you a discount, make it a round figure." The young lady instantly softened, charging 16 million.
"By the way, are there any already evolved Vespiquen or Ride Pokémon like Gogoat with good aptitudes here?" Qingwu asked the young lady, his voice muffled by the crying-laughing mask.
"There are no Vespiquen here. Such Pokémon are too rare. Even if someone had one, they would hide it and not bring it out. Several of the Hunter Association's top missions involve hunting Vespiquen," the young lady shook her head.
Vespiquen can produce Royal Jelly, which is a famous treasure in the Pokémon world. Vespiquen themselves can be passed down as family heirlooms.
Even a red-aptitude Vespiquen would be fiercely contested. They would almost be fought over, and the one who came out on top would be the one who had the biggest fists.
Such a strategic resource was not something to be thought about for now.
"As for Ride Pokémon like Gogoat," the young lady flipped through the system.
"Currently, there are only Gogoat with orange aptitude. You must know that good aptitude Pokémon are not common even in the Hunter Association." "Do you have any Pokémon like Meowstic or Sylveon? For such small Pokémon, I don't have any aptitude requirements," Qingwu thought for a moment and asked again.
"No, psychic-type Pokémon are not easy to catch. They are very vigilant and will immediately use telekinesis if they sense danger," the young lady replied.
"Are there any green aptitude Pokémon in the Hunter Association now?" Qingwu was not short on money now, so he wanted to see if there were any valuable items.
"No, green aptitude ordinary Pokémon are possible, but you must know that green aptitude Pokémon are considered family heirlooms, and no one would choose to sell them at the Hunter Association. An auction house is a possibility," the young lady continued to shake her head.
"Then which green aptitude Pokémon are available now? Do you have any starters?" Qingwu then sought something less ideal.
"Starters are always tightly controlled by the Alliance, so don't even think about it. For green aptitude Pokémon, you can see if there's anything suitable here," the young lady said, passing the tablet in her hand to Qingwu.
The young lady smoked a cigarette without a word. At this moment, she was extremely depressed. The VIP came, but none of the things he wanted were in the Hunter Association's warehouse, and she even sold the Miltank at a loss.
Qingwu flipped through the Pokémon on the tablet, but found them all to be extremely ordinary Pokémon. He instantly lost interest.
The young lady could clearly sense the VIP's sarcasm, successfully discounted and sold off the Miltank, yet had no products that could satisfy the client.
"Pat." Qingwu closed the tablet and handed it back to the young lady.
"I have one small, small request. I want to become a bounty hunter. This is my reward." Qingwu knew that the young lady had internal connections that could help him quickly become a four-star Hunter.
Only after becoming a four-star Hunter could Qingwu gain access to some truly valuable Pokémon wilderness survival areas.
Qingwu slipped an unregistered card into the young lady's hand.
"There's one million Alliance coins inside. I believe in your ability," Qingwu said, not allowing refusal.
"This…" The young lady held the still warm, unregistered card, her eyes filled with hesitation. To accept or not to accept?
"I didn't expect the famous Iron Lady, the young lady, would actually hesitate. That's truly rare." Qingwu muttered to himself.
"Alright, I'll handle this. Registration is simple, but I don't know if there's a four-star Hunter who just coincidentally died in an accident," the young lady said, biting her cigarette gun, her lips red as blood.
The young lady's method was to use a recently deceased four-star Hunter, exploit a system bug to replace this four-star Hunter's information, and let the newcomer successfully "inherit" the four-star Hunter's title.
"I just happen to have one here. I used his ID card to get in," Qingwu said, pulling out his old friend's bounty hunter ID card.
"It's Old Hu? How did you kill him? He's quite famous on the bounty list." The young lady, after seeing the card, immediately showed his specific information.
"Old Hu is the most shameless scoundrel among bounty hunters. He likes to steal other bounty hunters' prey and Pokémon. In the eyes of bounty hunters, he's a thorn in their side, but he's also the best at escaping," the young lady said, while recording Qingwu's information.
"What's your bounty hunter codename?" The young lady had already completed Qingwu's registration.
No one had come to the Pokémon sales area until now. It was indeed the coldest and quietest place in the Hunter Association.
"Yan Ye," Qingwu said these two words.
"Yan of Yanwang, Ye of blood," Qingwu feared the young lady wouldn't understand, and explained it in a low voice.
"Alright, you are now a four-star Hunter, Yan Ye. Luckily, there's a loophole in the Hunter Association's internal system. How did you know I am one of the few who know about the loophole?" The young lady handed the card to Qingwu, asking curiously.
"You guess." Qingwu took the card, turned around, and left.
"Interesting," the young lady smiled. "I hope you can bring me more surprises next time we meet." The young lady's eyes narrowed into a slit.
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