Pokemon : I Am A Breeder/Champion

Join my Patreon for 60 more chapters and earlier updates of all of my works

patreon.com/Tempest_29

Sophia's words made Evan shrug.

The prices here were indeed a bit lower than those of other breeding centers.

But this was Sophia, after all.

She was wealthy, after all; spending hundreds of thousands a month was nothing to her.

Anyone else would probably still find it expensive.

Evan made the energy cubes himself and even prepared all the materials on his own.

That way, he would definitely make a solid profit.

Sure, Sophia might think it's cheap, but Evan knew he would still earn plenty.

And as for why he hadn't included some training equipment in his setup?

Simple—he didn't need it.

He didn't have any training equipment here at all.

Even without it, Evan had plenty of ways to train these Pokémon.

Unless they were particularly strong Pokémon requiring specialized gear, most didn't need anything beyond regular activities.

Just having them help with daily tasks would be enough to wear them out.

…

After they signed the contract, Sophia left Ralts' Poké Ball with Evan.

Then, as if remembering something, she looked up at him.

"Evan, don't you have a Poké Ball transporter here?"

"If someone needs their Pokémon and it's here with you, they'll need one of those machines to transfer it."

She couldn't help but notice that Evan's setup was missing this convenience.

Transporters were essential.

If she needed to access any Pokémon in the future, it would be highly inconvenient if Evan didn't have a teleporter.

So she decided to bring it up.

"A transporter?"

Hearing this, Evan blinked.

"That thing is so expensive. Do you think I have the funds to buy one right now?"

"Not many other breeding centers even have one of those."

In short, it was just too costly—few ordinary breeding houses could afford it.

Maintenance was also extremely expensive.

If even one part broke, someone would need to come in to repair it.

It could easily cost millions.

Evan's resources couldn't cover that right now.

Hearing his reply, Sophia thought for a moment.

She'd almost forgotten how pricey those machines were.

After all, her family had one, so she knew the cost well.

After some consideration, she offered, "How about this, Evan?"

"I'll get you some machines."

"Transporters, healing machines—I can have them brought over."

"I have a close friend in the business."

"She could get them sent over without a problem."

"It would be a hassle not having them here. What do you think?"

Evan's eyes widened, and he became serious.

Another wealthy benefactor?

After a pause, he nodded and said, "How about this?"

"I'll give you an advanced energy cube formula."

"The kind that's low-cost and high-quality."

"When the time comes, the cost of these machines can be deducted from the patent."

"Oh, and get me some additional equipment too."

"Large-scale machines that hatch eggs, test Pokémon genes, assess Pokémon strength—basically, all the equipment I need."

"I'll trade this patent in exchange for all of them."

"What do you think?"

With Sophia's connections, Evan figured it'd be simpler to let her handle it directly.

Besides, this energy cube patent could be sold to her outright.

Originally, he planned to license it, like he had with his previous patents.

But when she mentioned all these advanced machines, Evan realized it would be worth getting some of them now.

If he didn't, he'd probably need them eventually anyway.

The price of all this equipment wasn't cheap.

Just acquiring everything would be an astronomical expense.

Evan didn't have that kind of capital yet.

If he were to gather funds on his own, it would take a long time.

Take teleporters, for instance—they require complex space technology and are incredibly costly. Even a second-hand one could go for tens of millions.

And that's without even considering the price of a new one.

Healing machines and Pokémon strength assessment tools weren't any cheaper.

If he planned to buy equipment, he might as well set up a proper laboratory.

If he had his own machines, treating an injured Pokémon would be so much easier—no more running to the Pokémon Center every time.

And that would save on costs in the long run.

Of course, he could also get some healing Pokémon.

But even that wouldn't be as efficient as using a machine.

With a healing machine, he could simply place a Poké Ball on it, and within minutes, the Pokémon would be fully healed.

You can't beat that kind of convenience.

The effectiveness of a healing machine was unmatched.

Well, maybe unless you had a mythical Pokémon to heal you—that might come close.

Of course, there are some injuries that machines can't fix.

In those cases, a Pokémon doctor would still be needed.

If an injury reached that level, it would have to be very serious.

The gene-testing machine, too, was part of Evan's preparation for the future.

The gene-testing machine could accurately analyze a Pokémon's abilities and even determine the quality of a Pokémon egg.

As for the strength-detecting machine, it was even more impressive.

It could display all the moves a Pokémon had learned.

Evan thought these might actually be the same machine, though he wasn't certain.

It seemed that these two functions were now combined into one device.

The only question was whether Sophia could manage to get her hands on it.

If possible, he definitely wanted one.

After all, his broken system didn't provide any special insight or abilities.

Machines were the only way to access that information.

When Sophia heard this, she was momentarily speechless.

But after thinking it over, she nodded in agreement.

"Alright."

"I agree to the deal."

"I'll ask my friend if she has one in stock."

"If she does, I'll have her deliver it to you this afternoon."

Sophia felt the cooperation was worth it.

This was a premium energy cube buyout.

The money she could make over the next five years would far exceed the cost of these machines.

Evan was getting the better end of the deal.

Pleased with her decision, Evan quickly picked up a document and handed it to her without hesitation.

"Here."

"This is the formula."

"If you need a sample, I can make one for you right now."

"I'll let you handle the patent registration."

He'd prepared this formula beforehand, so it was ready to hand over.

However, he hadn't produced any samples yet.

Sophia reviewed the document and then replied, "No problem."

"If it's patented, there's no need to register it."

"Registering a patent means sharing it with the whole world."

"And I trust you, Evan."

"Your formula wouldn't be easy for anyone to reverse-engineer."

"Sometimes, it's better to keep it off the books."

Sophia was shrewd; she only needed a glance to see the advantages.