"If you add this elite bone club, then this Cubone's strength will definitely exceed your imagination!
It can be said that with it, one foot has already stepped into the elite level! So everyone—for your future, go all out! Starting price: 1,500,000 Pokédollars! No minimum increment—bidding starts now!"
The auctioneer was clearly excited and immediately struck the hammer.
"1,600,000!"
"1,700,000!"
"1,750,000!"
"2,000,000!"
Even without a fixed increment, the price quickly soared past 2 million.
"It's insane… Looks like I can't afford an elite-potential Pokémon."
Icarus raised his hand slightly—but immediately lowered it when he heard 2 million.
"In the Pokémon House, a normal Cubone only sells for around 40,000…"
He could only watch as the real big shots competed.
"But I didn't expect elite-potential Pokémon to be this valuable… That means my Victreebel and Pidgeotto are each worth several million!"
As the price climbed toward 3 million and then slowed, he calculated silently.
"What if I buy a good Cubone for 320,000 and feed it over 100 catties of honey… wouldn't that be huge profit?"
The idea flashed through his mind—but he quickly shook his head.
That was only theoretical.
Even if you started feeding honey from the newborn stage, the Pokémon likely couldn't handle it. And even if it could, after a few dozen catties it would probably be forced into the Normal rank, instantly cutting its value by more than half.
Newborn Pokémon simply couldn't absorb that much energy safely.
"At best, it would only sell for around 1 million… I'd actually lose money."
He sighed.
"There's no easy loophole to exploit…"
Back on the stage, the Cubone was finally sold for 4,200,000 Pokédollars.
Naturally, it wasn't bought by the trainers in the public seats—but by a VIP in a private box above.
The high price was clearly tied to that elite-level bone club.
After all, both Cubone and Marowak rely heavily on their bone weapons.
Combined with the fact that it came from its mother, that bone would provide an enormous boost—almost comparable to starter Pokémon with full evolution lines.
"Congratulations to our distinguished guest! This concludes the morning auction! The afternoon session begins at 1:00 PM—please return on time!"
With that, the session ended.
Icarus and Airi followed the crowd out.
"Brother Icarus? Aren't we leaving?" Airi asked.
"No. We've got food with us, so let's stay inside. Otherwise, we'll have to line up again later."
He glanced around.
"Also, looks like people are already setting up stalls."
"Stalls?!"
Airi's eyes lit up immediately.
She clearly preferred small stalls over formal shops.
"Alright, let's go."
Icarus handed her a meat bun and led her toward the busiest area.
Soon, they reached the temporary trading zone.
Airi happily browsed and bought a few small items.
Icarus, on the other hand, just watched.
"No system, no data vision… picking bargains is just gambling."
And with limited money, he couldn't afford random losses.
Time passed quickly.
After feeding their Pokémon, they returned early for the afternoon session.
This time, a new auctioneer appeared—a bunny-girl outfit, long legs wrapped in black stockings.
Instantly, several trainers nearby swallowed audibly.
Icarus couldn't help thinking:
"If Brock existed in this world, he'd lose his mind here…"
The auction continued.
Icarus bid twice—but lost both times.
"Airi, I still have 500,000. You can use it."
She handed him her card quietly.
"Alright. Thanks."
He didn't refuse—he was running out of chances.
"I'm serious, Brother Icarus. What you've done for me… this is nothing."
"Yeah, yeah. Got it."
Just then, the next item was pushed onto the stage—a cage.
"Woof! Woof!"
A loud, energetic bark came from inside.
"Could it be a Growlithe?" someone guessed.
"No way! That's a police Pokémon for Officer Jenny!"
"Come on, this is the Wuneng Family's auction house—they could get one if they wanted."
"…Yeah, fair point."
The crowd leaned forward.
Everyone was curious what kind of dog Pokémon it really was.
Now this version is clean and consistent.