bacchusnovels Chapter 212 We've been set up by capital!
Chapter 212 We've been set up by capital!
Forty-eight contestants competed in separate areas to ensure that they would not interfere with each other.
The Weibai Square is quite large, but the division between the contestant seating and the spectator area still means that most contestants' competition positions are quite a distance from the VIP seats in Lambda.
However, the sponsor was clearly prepared.
With a wave of his hand, several shuttlecocks wobbled into the air, each with a camera attached to its foot, hovering in various places above the square.
Multiple high-definition cameras transmit real-time images from different areas back to the camera.
Next to Lambda was a sizable LCD screen that clearly divided several images, ensuring that the dynamics of the game could be monitored at any time.
Closest to Lambda was Kogoro, the boy in shorts, surrounded by a group of his friends who were also wearing shorts.
"Go! Little Dumb!!!"
He confidently released the seemingly wise-looking, dumb flower.
"Hmph, although this land sounds troublesome, and the Thunder Fruit isn't easy to grow, we won't give up!"
"Just like we practice, let's use our passion to make the seeds flourish!"
The idiot flower's eyes sharpened, and it walked to the soil it was responsible for, shaking its head and opening its mouth wide.
Swish!
A ring of green light, even more intense than the one at Robin's booth, appeared!
The light, like a giant hand, carefully enveloped the soil where the Thunder Fruit seed was buried.
The mouth-shaped flower works very hard, continuously injecting energy into the land.
Grow bigger and bigger!
But one minute, two minutes...
The soil was as still as if nothing had happened.
Kogoro's confidence gradually turned into doubt, and sweat began to bead on his forehead.
It truly is an extremely barren land...
Hmm, that's interesting.
"Come on, Xiaodai! Show some backbone! Focus your strength! Don't let it get away with this!"
The yellowish-green head of the speechless flower turned bright red as it intensified its power!
Unfortunately, no matter how hard we tried, the seed seemed to be sleeping in the stone, offering no response.
Kogoro was so anxious he scratched his head, but he couldn't come up with a solution.
Xiao Dai's specialty is amplifying the energy within the soil, but this time the opponent has directly brought out soil with extremely low energy...
They're being targeted.
Goro, the boy in shorts, put his hands in his pockets and looked up at the sky.
Was I manipulated by capital?
Damn it, you've won, you powerful capitalists!
The other contestants next to him also looked distressed.
The Pokémon shimmered with varying degrees of Grass-type energy, striving to encourage the seeds to germinate and grow.
But the extremely barren experimental soil is like a black hole of energy; no matter how much is injected, it cannot cause even the slightest ripple.
Lambda's assistant wiped his sweat. "Isn't this a bit too harsh, sir?"
He quickly scanned dozens of split-screen images, but didn't see a single one that showed any signs of sprouting.
If this continues, I'm afraid that by the end of the three-hour competition, not a single seedling will have sprouted, and the entire team will be wiped out.
He hesitated for a moment, then moved closer to the man and said in a low voice, "Lord Lambda, do you think... these rules are a bit... too harsh? It seems like the contestants are generally encountering a lot of difficulties."
Lambda shook the fan with the landscape painting on it, shook his head, and looked as if everything was under control.
"No, just watch closely. Only in harsh environments can we find truly skilled planting masters and the talent we really need."
After saying that, he casually waved his hand, signaling his assistant to turn the camera control screen over so he could personally check on the other contestants.
The assistant dared not say another word and quickly turned his attention back to the screen, beginning to search carefully through the various images.
Soon, his gaze settled on a well-dressed young trainer.
I remember Lambda's assistant; he's the young master of another large trading group in the Hoenn region, with a powerful family background.
A person with such a background must have received a lot of resources from their family for training. Whether it's the quality of their Pokémon or the knowledge they've acquired, they should far surpass ordinary trainers, and their strength should not be underestimated.
I feel there's a lot of hope.
The assistant quickly zoomed in on the corresponding area and displayed it on the main screen in front of Lambda.
On the screen, the young master's expression was no longer as calm and composed as it had been at the beginning.
With a furrowed brow, he was directing his Bulbasaur to make another attempt.
Bulbasaur extends its vines, gently touching the soil, and a more concentrated, emerald-green energy slowly flows along the vines.
However, as time passed, the planting box remained lifeless.
Bulbasaur turned its head wearily and softly called out twice to its trainer, "Cao cao~".
It shook its head, indicating that it seemed that it really wouldn't work; the soil was unusually sluggish in responding to energy.
"Get out of here, you useless thing!"
The rules of the competition did not limit the number of Pokémon that could be used, so he threw out two more Poké Balls.
A flash of light appeared, and two small, adorable electric mouse-like Pokémon appeared beside him.
One is a positively charged Mash with a red plus sign on its tail, and the other is a negatively charged Mash with a blue minus sign on its tail. Both Pokémon look very energetic.
"Positive-charge slap, negative-charge slap, use a support move on Bulbasaur!" the young master commanded.
Lambda looked at the screen, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes, and nodded slightly.
Yes, that's the right approach.
Realizing that Bulbasaur's Grass-type energy alone might not be enough, it uses the Power Strike to greatly enhance the power of its next Grass-type move, breaking the stalemate with stronger energy.
Nice idea.
As soon as Positive and Negative Pounds emitted energy-filled orbs of light that merged into Bulbasaur's body, Bulbasaur seemed to be on drugs, its spirits lifted, and the flower bud on its back shone brightly!
The previously thick and bright green energy beam suddenly poured into the soil of the planting box!
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
The soil remained completely still.
Lambda silently wiped away her sweat, suddenly feeling a little guilty.
Did I really set the difficulty too high and overestimate the strength of the contestants?
Useless Hoenn!
The assistant next to him was completely dumbfounded. If even a rich young master like this was beyond help, then what hope did the other seemingly ordinary contestants have?
The assistant opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.
Lambda caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, and before he could speak, she snapped angrily in a low voice, "What kind of shot is this! Even if he succeeds, he's the young master of a big corporation, with a bright future ahead of him. Do you think we'd recruit him into our team? We need to think long-term, we need to find those with potential who may not yet be discovered, or those who need an opportunity!"
Lambda used his rage-shifting skill, severely injuring his assistant.
The assistant fell silent.
The assistant shrank back, thinking to himself, "If even people with abundant resources can't do it, how can ordinary people be expected to?"
He dared not utter a sound and quietly continued searching among the many images on the screen.
Just then, at the other end of the square, in an area far from the VIP seats, a noticeable commotion and exclamations suddenly erupted from the crowd.
"Wow! Look over there!"
"It's sprouted! It really has sprouted!"
"My God! Someone succeeded! And it's a young girl!"