Pyrite Town is quite far from Silicon City.
Building a metro would facilitate communication between the residents of the two towns, which would be beneficial for regional development.
Moreover, the Ore Region is not without metro technology. The Shadow Team once buried a train tunnel deep in the Underground City leading to a base outside of Pyrite Town, though it was later abandoned, everything is still there.
Therefore, Shanren can completely extend the tunnel and use that metro, which is very convenient.
"Starting infrastructure building, huh..."
Baimu understood that this was evidence that Shanren, seeing that basic greening was almost done, began to allocate power in other directions for development.
Development in the Ore Region cannot rely solely on environmental modification. Without Pokémon and black technology, the revival of the region would undoubtedly be a grand project spanning hundreds or thousands of years.
He understood the logic.
Exactly how to do it was entirely up to Shanren's decisions.
Baimu wanted to help but wasn't really skilled in administrative affairs. Becoming a star Champion like the Dan Emperor was his limit.
At most, he could chat with various business giants when he was out, bringing some investors back.
For example, his equipment supplier, the Magma Team, their technological prowess was equally outstanding, and their leader, Chi Yansong, was particularly fond of large expanses of land that could be freely planned.
There couldn't be a more suitable candidate than them.
"Let's practice!" Baimu decided to do his job well.
"Roar~"
Steelix happily swung its strong Iron Tail capable of sending people flying, learning Earthquake according to the Trainer's guidance, with sounds of thuds accompanied by the ground's trembling, appearing extremely noisy.
Although it often practiced alone in the Ore Region, having a Trainer nearby to give guidance was different.
Of course, it didn't feel lonely being apart in two places; it could do what it wanted and often see the friends it wanted to see. Why feel lonely?
On the contrary, it felt happy and so free!
Although staying in the Pokeball was indeed comfortable, Steelix naturally wanted to dig holes, feeling uncomfortable if it didn't dig for a day.
After practicing for a while,
Baimu felt a bit overwhelmed by the shaking and ran to a farther place to slow down after giving an instruction.
The key to [Earthquake] was the Energy Shock rolled up when vibrating the ground; it's not like the terrifying scene in the game screens where the whole ground gets smashed.
Of course, it's certainly possible.
There's just no need to waste Attribute Energy on the ground when it's better to let it all evaporate.
"A move without blind spots even shakes the Trainer, that's too much."
He murmured in a low voice, his eye perceiving that Dragapult and Hydreigon were approaching him, seemingly done with their internal fight.
From the demeanor of the two, the proudly standing Hydreigon should be the eventual winner, but the hidden discontent on Dragapult and Dreepy Siblings' faces suggested the former's win was likely incomplete.
Winning by a narrow margin or a half move.
Fool!
So proud of beating a Dragapult!
Baimu almost wanted to smack its skull; Dragapult joined the team for not even half a month, having only recently begun training, and wasn't much different from a half Wild Pokémon.
You, Hydreigon, have at least been through many battles, right? So disappointing!
"Sha—sa?"
Planning to claim credit, Dragonair was a little puzzled seeing the Trainer's gaze; it won after all!
"Looks like I haven't been caring enough for you lately." Baimu said, rubbing its trumpet-shaped weird hair amid its confused expression.
To make this guy more independent, he indeed had intentionally been "isolating" it recently.
Unexpectedly...
Looks like rather than isolation, strict discipline is needed.
"Sha-sa..."
Hydreigon looked at Baimu's loving eyes and inexplicably shrank its neck as if having received three major duels.
Even though the Trainer was smiling brightly, why did it feel so wrong?
But before it could confirm, Baimu had already shifted his gaze to Dragapult, which seemed to have reached a silent agreement with Sister Dragapult—as long as no one exposed it, both could maintain their missile and launcher relationship without incident.
So, facing him now, Brother Dragapult held its chin high, Sister Dragapult's eyes wandered but didn't fly out, and Dragapult was extremely guilty, not knowing what it was thinking.
"...Don't be discouraged; just win it back next time."
He said, stroking the heads of these three fellows. If only Dragon's Heart could be learned, probing their inner thoughts at this moment would surely be quite interesting.
"Waddles..."
"Hee-ya!" "Hee-ya!"
Three Pokémon responded in unison.
——
During the days Da Wu was away, Baimu had been following news from the Hoenn region.
Unfortunately, he couldn't find any relevant footage of Mega Rayquaza.
He did spot a personal interview with Naqi that he had seen earlier in Verdanturf City, which finally aired after days of editing, and judging from the reaction online, it was actually quite good.
No wonder.
Because in the Pokémon World, thanks to the popularity of Trainers, personal heroism is somewhat revered.
And that director didn't give him any screen time; instead, cut in several clips of Mawile and the others in battle without the results, paired with an inspirational background track, desperately making it feel exhilarating.
Mawile was both happy and unhappy, finally making it onto TV, but why were there so few scenes?
What it didn't know was that, usually, town-level Gorgeous Competitions are broadcast on local channels synchronously, so it had actually already been on TV before.
Baimu had hardly ever watched Pokémon World TV shows, so of course, was unaware, and consoled it: "Don't worry, Grand Gorgeous Celebrations are broadcast live across the entire region."