Chapter 92 What the... Misdirected Anger?!_1

In the evening, when school was out.

After a day of selections, each class had initially determined their candidates, but Yu Fangyuan and Eevee were uninvolved...

On the way home, Fang Yuan spoke to Eevee in a gentle and friendly manner, "Teacher Li said that for that move, you have to use some strength, because only then can it stimulate the energy circulation. It's just that I'm still unfamiliar and can't get the hang of controlling it properly yet, but don't worry, after a few more times, I'm sure I can master the force."

Eevee's eyes widened.

A few more times... Would it even survive to enjoy that?

However... after experiencing the massage, Eevee was somewhat conflicted.

On one hand, it hoped to enjoy such massages every day, but on the other, it was worried about dealing with Fang Yuan, the novice.

"Bwoo..." Eevee let out a dejected cry.

...

At home.

Fang Yuan, as usual, checked the progress of his paper's peer review... Well, good, very slow.

There wasn't a single update yet.

Then, he looked over to Eevee, who had already sprawled out on the bed. For Eevee, this time of the evening was the happiest part of its day.

All it needed to do was to lie comfortably on the bed, drink some milk, and watch the cell phone, completely free from worries like training.

"It sure makes Little Magnetic Monster envious..."

"Huh?"

Fang Yuan was startled for a moment, did he just mention Little Magnetic Monster?

Why did he say "Little Magnetic Monster" envies it, instead of "people" envying it?!

Out of the corner of his eye, Fang Yuan glimpsed the door and realized it wasn't closed properly. There in the gap, Magnemite was stealthily watching the inside, its gaze fixed on Eevee for a long while without shifting.

"Magnemite?" Fang Yuan called out.

The next moment, the Magnemite by the door gap vanished, hurriedly returning to its own charger and staying put obediently.

Confused, Fang Yuan stood up, opened the door, and looked towards his father, who was watching TV in the living room.

"Father Fang—"

"Ah?! What's up, is the TV too loud? I'll turn it down right now," Father Fang said awkwardly.

"It's not that," Fang Yuan shook his head. In order not to disturb his studies, Father Fang watched TV virtually on mute; it was impossible for there to be any noise.

"Here..." Turning around, Fang Yuan saw Magnemite anxiously watching him, as if worried that its spying had been discovered.

"You know, Father, since you're keeping Magnemite, you should at least spend some time playing with it. Look how bored it is being alone there," Fang Yuan said helplessly. It was clear to him that Magnemite was the one who had been spying on Eevee just now.

As for the reason... Fang Yuan guessed it was mostly out of loneliness.

"Play with it?" Father Fang scratched his head, puzzled. How was an electrician supposed to play with a magnet?

In fact, while Father Fang had a big heart, he had no clue how to care for others, and Fang Yuan hadn't escaped his blunders in child care in his youth either.

If not for Fang Yuan's calm disposition, he might have had a hard time growing up safely.

"Yes, play with it."

"But I've never seen you play much with Eevee either. It's either watching TV or fiddling with the cell phone... I think maybe Magnemite might also come to like soccer," Father Fang pointed at the TV and said earnestly.

On the other side, Magnemite, standing atop the black charging device, shook its head frantically.

Soccer?

Are you a devil, trying to get Magnemite to like soccer?

"Er, cough cough, seems like it doesn't like that," noticing Magnemite's head shaking, Father Fang felt awkward. In the power plant, those Electric Elves were never accompanied by workers for play; they all stayed put obediently, and he really didn't know how to entertain a Pokémon.

Father Fang looked over at Magnemite in the corner, lost in thought. If things stayed this way, Magnemite's situation wouldn't be any different from when it was at the power plant, still alone... No, that won't do!

"Why don't you let Eevee play with it for a while?"

"Let Eevee play with it…" Fang Yuan always had a feeling that something wasn't quite right.

Eevee was already tired from a day's training, and now, during the rare free time it had, it was being asked to babysit. This seemed too much to ask of Eevee.

As Eevee's Trainer, the last shred of Fang Yuan's conscience couldn't bear it.

"Yes, let Eevee accompany it. Always letting it watch the phone isn't good either. I've never heard of anyone's Pokemon enjoying watching a cracked screen. This will lead to nearsightedness. It would be more beneficial for its physical and mental development to interact with other Pokemon more," Father Fang said.

"You know about the harmful information on the internet. Sooner or later, Eevee will pick up bad habits," Father Fang added.

Convinced by Father Fang's smooth talk, Fang Yuan fell into deep thought... was there actually some reason in that?

If Eevee became nearsighted, that would be no small matter.

Although vision isn't required for esports, it's still quite important in Pokemon battles.

An Eevee with glasses, huh...

"Come to think of it, there really are Pokemon that wear glasses!" Fang Yuan voiced his strong desire to complain.

In the costumed Pikachu series, there was a Doctor Pikachu that wore glasses.

Besides that, there was a Hard Rock Pikachu, an Aristocratic Pikachu, a Wrestler Pikachu with a mask, an Idol Pikachu...

His Eevee wouldn't end up as eccentric as these, would it...

"I'll go call Eevee!" Fang Yuan, encouraged by Father Fang's expectant gaze, returned to the house.

Soon enough, Eevee emerged with a completely dispirited face.

"Bwoo…" Eevee, with dead fish eyes and devoid of spirit, looked at the little Magnemite.

"Ah haha…" Fang Yuan rubbed Eevee's head and said, "Just play with little Magnemite for a while, it's bored too. How about this, you play with it for 30 minutes and tomorrow I'll give you double the time back at school, okay?"

A double rewards scheme, would Eevee bite?!

Eevee's eyes lit up, 30 minutes for 60 minutes, that was a good deal, and a big win.

Seeing Eevee nod, Fang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. He had to admit, the tricks from those darn mobile games were sometimes quite useful.

…

"Bwoo…" Eevee swaggered over to the little Magnemite. Seeing the clumsy creature, Eevee shook its head and began to speak its mind.

Eevee was striking a boss-like attitude, however, little Magnemite listened very attentively.

As Father Fang and Fang Yuan nodded in approval of the "harmonious" interaction between the two Pokemon, they felt relieved, as everything seemed more normal — a win-win situation for all.

Father Fang contentedly returned to watching TV, and Fang Yuan went back to his room to do homework.

These problems are so difficult…

According to relevant data, the upper limit M of the complexity space for Go states is approximately 3 to the power of 361, while the total number of atoms of ordinary matter in the observable universe N is approximately 10 to the power of 80. Which is closest to M compared to N?

Is this problem even meant for humans? Fang Yuan really wanted his math paper to explode right now.

Bang!

There was a sudden explosion that made Fang Yuan jump out of his chair, not just startling him but also Father Fang and Mother Fang.

It couldn't possibly be that the paper had exploded, so was it the gas canister?

Wrong... the sound was much softer.

Fang Yuan rushed out of the house to find the noise coming from the direction of the balcony... just where Eevee and little Magnemite were playing.

By the time Fang Yuan arrived, he could only see Magnemite innocently watching Eevee, which was full of rage, with its Soothing Bell on its chest still shaking, unable to quell its fury.

Beside them, one of Eevee's beloved smartphones had blown up, the cause unknown.

Fang Yuan slapped his forehead. This gullible Eevee, it couldn't have been playing games with little Magnemite, right?!

"Wait a second... holy shit…" Fang Yuan suddenly realized something was wrong. Eevee was covered in a special energy due to its extreme anger. Was this… Rage Energy?!

There was definitely a problem somewhere.

Why... why didn't you learn Gratitude, and instead learned to lash out first?!