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He submitted his answer sheet.
The screen refreshed, and a bright red "Perfect Score" sign floated quietly in the center of the screen.
Lin Che's expression remained unchanged. He simply moved his wrist and turned his gaze to the countdown on the screen, which was slowly reaching zero.
The written test is over, and the mock battle has officially begun.
[Battle Mode: Choose 3 out of 6 Singles Matches]
[Matching you with an AI examiner... Match successful!]
A cold, mechanical sound effect rang out in the headphones.
Immediately afterwards, the 3D projections of the six elves unfolded one by one on the screen.
The examiner's team composition is as follows:
[Dusknoir, Porygon II, Blissey, Bronya, Snorlax, Rhyperior]
Lin Che's gaze swept across the projections of the six Pokémon one by one. His brain, like the fastest processor, completed the decomposition and reorganization of information in a fraction of a second.
Dusknoir, a Ghost-type Pokémon, boasts impressive Defense and Special Defense when holding an Evolution Stone, making it a standard Trick Room opener.
Porygon II, also a potential Trick Room setter, has the ability [Download] which raises its own Attack based on the opponent's Defense and Special Defense, making it extremely threatening.
The bronze bell, made of steel and superpowers, has the properties of [levitation] or [heat resistance], making it extremely vulnerable. It is another stable space hand.
These three are typical core components of a "space team".
Lin Che's gaze continued to move.
Blissey, with terrifying Special Defense and HP.
Snorlax is also a special tank with amazing HP, and can instantly boost its Attack stat to the maximum using Belly Drum.
These two are the massive meat shields upon which the space team relies for survival.
Finally, the Super Armored Rhinoceros.
Rock and Ground type, with amazing Attack stats, but incredibly slow speed.
It is the terminator of this team, the heaviest and most deadly battering ram after the space was opened.
A complete tactical loop was instantly formed in Lin Che's mind.
The [Trick Space] skill creates a five-round field that reverses the speed rules.
In this field, "the slower the speed, the faster the action."
All of our heavy artillerymen and tanks will gain an unparalleled first-strike advantage.
This lineup is a nightmare for novice trainers who only know how to pursue speed and attack.
Once the [Trick Space] is successfully activated, the ensuing battle will be a one-sided massacre with no suspense.
At the same time, the system provides a lineup of twelve Pokémon that players can choose from.
Jolteon, Crobat, Pteranodon...
The system's pool of available attackers is filled with high-speed attackers known for their speed.
This is a blatant trap.
It tempts test takers to use the most conventional thinking to try to forcefully defeat their opponents before the space opens by using speed.
The public chat channel inside the examination room has exploded with activity.
Messages filled with despair and collapse flooded the screen.
"Oh my god, another space team, how are we supposed to fight this?"
"I'm so done, this is the third time! Every single game is a Spac team! Is this the only trick the AI examiner knows?"
"My Jolteon just entered the field, and the opposing Dusknoir set up Trick Room, then got instantly killed by Rhyperior's Earthquake! I'm so frustrated!"
"This is not a test that a newcomer should face! This is unfair!"
Wails and complaints rose and fell.
Lin Che's gaze swept over the chaotic text without causing a ripple.
He even found it a little funny.
fair?
In a real battle, there is never absolute fairness.
Information asymmetry and tactical understanding are themselves part of strength.
Instead, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.
He decisively abandoned the conventional approach of using high-speed Pokémon to launch a strong attack.
He knew better than anyone that in the face of a true [magic space], speed was the most deadly poison.
Using high-speed units to attack a mature space force is tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock.
On the screen, the thirty-second decision time is rapidly counting down.
25...20...15...
Lin Che's gaze swept quickly across the list of twelve Pokémon that he had in reserve.
Rayquaza, Crobat, Aerodactyl... these high-speed trump cards, which were precious to other test takers, were all completely ignored by him.
His gaze eventually settled on a few unremarkable, even somewhat obscure, elves.
A bold and brilliant idea flashed through his mind like lightning.
Then, the second, the third...
Countless possibilities for breaking the deadlock intertwined, collided, and evolved in his mind.
Ultimately, they came together to form a near-perfect solution.
A textbook-level "anti-space" tactic had quietly taken shape in his mind.
Chapter 4: The Perfect Game, A Textbook Victory!
[Battle begins!]
The cold, impersonal system notification echoed in the empty virtual battle space, each byte striking the nerve endings of the test takers.
This heralds the start of this ultimate game.
Inside the monitoring room, dozens of screens displayed different exam room feeds, while the largest central screen was currently focused on Lin Che's match.
The AI examiner opposite me operates without any delay in its logic.
A flash of red light appeared, and a ghostly figure silently materialized.
A wandering spirit in the night.
It had no feet; its body hovered in the center of the arena, its tattered, gray-black shroud swaying slightly with the flow of data. In its single, undisguised eye, a crimson light suddenly blazed, making no attempt to conceal its tactical intent.
Activate the [Magic Space].
This is a textbook opening move for a space team, designed to overturn the speed rules of the entire battlefield, trapping high-speed Pokémon in a quagmire and giving heavy tanks the initiative.
Faced with this almost openly deliberate opening, Lin Che's expression remained completely calm.
He didn't even look at his pool of potential Pokémon immediately, but calmly gazed at the wandering Dusknoir, as if admiring a soon-to-be-outdated work of art.
This unusual composure made the teachers in the back-end monitoring room, led by the homeroom teacher Zhao Zhenhua, feel anxious.
"What is he waiting for?"
A young teacher muttered to himself unconsciously.
Finally, Lin Che's mind stirred slightly, and he lit up one of his six candidate Pokémon.
A shimmering light appeared, and an inconspicuous elf appeared on the field in front of him.
It was extremely short, with a dark purple body, except for its eyes, which, under the lights of the virtual arena, reflected a dazzling yet eerie light like jewels.
Bewitching eyes!
"what?"
In the monitoring room, a teacher in charge of tactical analysis suddenly sat up straight, his brows furrowed.
"Starting with Sableye? Adding a Ghost-type, which is countered by the opponent's Ghost-type... what kind of strategy is this?"
"Is the AI trying to use its Mischievous Heart trait to gain the upper hand and establish a state? But in the face of absolute spatial tactics, any weakening or interference is of little significance. The AI has only one goal: to create space!"
"This choice was too risky, and could even be described as... amateurish."
The teachers' discussions were filled with incomprehension and skepticism. In their view, this was almost a suicidal start.
However, the boy on the screen remained calm.
On the field, the situation changes rapidly.
The Wandering Night Spirit's single eye glowed brightly red as it slowly raised its disproportionately large arm.
A visible, space-distorting force began to gather wildly in its palm. Pale purple energy ripples spread out, and the air throughout the area began to thicken and become stagnant.
The energy fluctuations in the [Magic Space] have reached a critical point!
It's now!
Lin Che's pupils suddenly contracted, and the calm that had been consistent throughout turned into absolute calm at this moment. The cold command reached the mind of the Soul-Hooking Eye instantly through the mental link.
"Soul-Stealing Eye, use [Delay]!"
"Jie Jie!"
The Soul-Hooking Eyes let out a piercing, eerie laugh, and a cunning glint flashed in its jewel-like eyes.
[A Mischievous Heart]!
The ultimate traits originating from the depths of one's bloodline are unleashed at this moment! All transformation skills will gain an unparalleled +1 priority!
A barely perceptible black ripple burst forth from the short, slender body of the Soul-Hooking Eyes.
It had no impressive display of power, nor any dazzling lights or shadows, but with a strange pace that disregarded distance and the time it took for energy to gather, it arrived first despite being late, and accurately struck the wandering night spirit that was guiding the [Trick Space]!