Pokemon: Reborn Rich Alternate Earth

After finishing up matters with the rangers, Julian originally planned to return to Imperial University. However, midway through his journey, his aunt, Quinn, suddenly called him—her first words were a sharp accusation.

"Julian, it seems I hold no place in your heart anymore… Wuwuwu—"

The moment Julian heard that voice, his scalp tingled.

Quinn was already in her forties, yet she was still crying and acting pitiful in front of him. If she wasn’t his aunt, he would have hung up immediately.

Hearing Quinn’s fake sobs, Julian quickly asked, "Auntie, what did I do this time?"

Then, he paused.

Wait, why did I say 'this time'…?

"Don't play dumb with me!" Quinn's annoyed voice came through the phone.

Julian was now completely confused.

But soon, Quinn continued, "If Dad hadn’t told me you have a Celebi, were you planning to hide it from me forever?"

As a Mythical Pokémon with the ability to travel through time, Celebi was a dream research subject for every Pokémon scholar.

To date, no scholar had ever been acknowledged by a Celebi, which meant there were no published research reports on it.

"N-no, I only caught Celebi recently, and it's not really my Pokémon, we're just friends," Julian lied a little.

Honestly, he had completely forgotten about this matter. But from a friendship standpoint, he didn't want Celebi to be treated as a mere research object—that felt disrespectful.

He glanced down at Celebi, who was happily stuffing its face with snacks and drinking soda so quickly that its tongue was going numb from the carbonation.

…This little guy didn’t seem to care much about dignity—just a piece of fried chicken was enough to make it call Julian “handsome”.

"I don’t care! Just bring Celebi over—I want to study it!" Quinn said.

Julian hesitated for a moment before saying, "Alright, I’ll head over now."

He had already agreed to let Nicole study Celebi, so adding one more researcher wouldn't hurt—especially since it was his own aunt.

With that, Julian signaled Dragonite to change course and fly toward the White Mountain Range.

Quinn’s research institute was located at the edge of the Mountain Range.

One hour later;

Julian arrived near the research facility.

Since this was a national-level research institute, flying-type Pokémon were prohibited from entering the airspace.

After landing, several staff members immediately approached to welcome him.

It was clear that Quinn had already informed them in advance.

This was Julian’s second time visiting the institute, but even as Quinn’s nephew, he still had to go through strict security checks before entering the national research facility.

The area surrounding the institute was not only heavily guarded by soldiers and heavy weaponry, but also protected by two Elite-level trainers.

With this level of security, unless you had Champion-level strength, stepping into this place meant you weren’t leaving anytime soon.

Under the guidance of a staff member, Julian arrived at Quinn’s laboratory. She was wearing a white lab coat, carefully adjusting something on a large piece of equipment.

Her serious expression made Julian instinctively hold his breath, not daring to make a sound.

Soon, Quinn finished her adjustments. The moment she saw Julian, before she could say anything, he took the initiative and released Celebi.

The moment Celebi appeared, it had no time to react before it found itself locked in the gaze of a woman whose eyes were practically glowing.

That gaze…

It was the same hungry stare Celebi had when it saw fried chicken.

As if she wanted to devour it whole.

But the words that followed shocked Celebi so much that it forgot its fear—instead, it was filled with anger.

"It really is a Celebi! But… why does it have a little belly? And why is its face so greasy?" Quinn muttered.

Julian: 'The belly is from overeating, and the greasy face is because it just had fried chicken and didn’t wipe its mouth.'

Celebi: "This is a standard body type, ugly woman."

Quinn couldn’t understand Celebi’s words, but she noticed its irritated expression and immediately realized that what she had just said might have been wrong.

Julian quickly covered Celebi’s mouth. Luckily, Quinn didn’t understand Pokémon speech, or else Celebi would already be on the dissection table.

Seriously—fearlessness truly comes from ignorance. Did it just call a forty-year-old woman an ugly woman to her face?

Even though Quinn was already forty, time had barely left any marks on her. At most, she looked like she was in her early thirties.

Thanks to Pokémon-driven medical advancements, industries like cosmetics had also evolved rapidly.

Because of this, many people looked far younger than their actual age—and this applied to both women and men.

Nowadays, "older husband, younger wife" or "older wife, younger husband" relationships were commonplace.

Jokes like "My girlfriend is celebrating her 70th birthday" and "Sis, I don’t want to work hard anymore", which were once internet memes, had now become reality.

Julian: "This is my aunt. Be polite, or she will slice you up."

He spoke through telepathy.

Coincidentally, just as he finished, Celebi’s gaze fell on the nearby experiment table.

There, it saw several scalpels neatly arranged, along with trays holding red liquid—which definitely looked like blood.

Celebi: 'Well-behaved mode activated.'

Celebi: "Beautiful sister, I was terribly rude just now."

Seeing Celebi suddenly kneel on the floor, Julian was stunned.

'This little guy… actually chickened out?!'

“It's really cute!”

Looking at the well-behaved Celebi, Quinn squatted down, gently pinching Celebi’s round little cheeks.

Celebi tried its best to cater to Quinn with a smile on its face.

But in the next second, its smiling face was replaced by panic.

Quinn, with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes, suddenly pulled out a syringe from who knows where and looked at Celebi.

"Come on, let’s take a little blood. It won’t hurt, I promise. It’ll be over in no time."

Looking at the cold glint of the syringe, Celebi’s first instinct was to use its fists and punch this woman who was hiding a knife in her smile into the sky.

Julian: "Ten family-sized buckets of fried chicken, if you cooperate."

The moment Celebi heard this through telepathy, all fear vanished. It shut its eyes tight and stretched out its arm without hesitation.

'A little blood in exchange for ten family buckets? Worth it.'

As Quinn examined the blood sample, her brows furrowed in confusion.

"Why is there… a layer of grease floating on top?" she muttered.

Julian: 'Don’t overthink it. That’s exactly what it looks like—oil.'

If humans ate too much greasy food, their blood fat levels would rise.

And now, Celebi had just proven that Pokémon weren’t exempt from this rule either.

At this rate, Celebi was on track to becoming the first Mythical Pokémon with high cholesterol.

After drawing blood, Quinn also collected a bit of Celebi’s saliva and some hair samples.

Surprisingly, Celebi was very cooperative, letting Quinn do whatever she wanted.

All the while, it was silently counting in its head.

By now, Julian had already promised it 30 family buckets of fried chicken, as well as 5 barbecue feasts and 1 hot pot meal.

And what had Celebi sacrificed in return?

Basically nothing.

As a Mythical Pokémon, it could sense that Quinn had no ill intentions toward it. Otherwise, no amount of fried chicken would have convinced Celebi to cooperate.

But then, Quinn suddenly spread Celebi’s legs apart and stared at it closely. Celebi blinked in confusion and turned to Julian for an explanation.

Celebi: "What is she doing?"

Julian: "Don’t worry. You don’t have anything down there anyway."

Quinn: "No obvious gender characteristics."

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