I, Gary, Want to Become a Pokemon Master

Chapter 630 - 630: Ancient Ruins of Mt. Coronet

"Eevee, revert to your original form.""Vee!"

Flareon's fiery body shimmered as a soft white glow enveloped him. The intense heat that radiated from his fur began to fade, his larger frame shrinking steadily. The blazing mane dimmed, dissolving into gentle brown fur as the evolution light receded.

A moment later, Eevee stood there once more—small, agile, and alert.

Gary watched him closely.

"There's no discomfort?" he asked.

"Vee!" Eevee shook his head, his ears flicking lightly. His posture was steady, his breathing even. There was no sign of strain.

Gary narrowed his eyes slightly, analyzing.

The reversion process is stable… no backlash. That's good.

Then another thought crossed his mind.

"By the way," he said, crouching slightly to meet Eevee's gaze, "have you ever tried consecutive evolutions?"

"Vee…?"

Eevee tilted his head, then slowly shook it.

According to Professor Oak's testing data, each transformation required a recovery interval. The system had only ever been used once per hour to avoid excessive strain on the Pokémon's body.

Gary crossed his arms, thoughtful.

"But that's just the safe limit," he muttered. "Not necessarily your true limit."

He looked at Eevee again, a faint, challenging smile forming.

"So… do you want to test it?"

Eevee froze.

"…Vee?"

A subtle sense of unease crept into his expression. His tail stiffened slightly.

Test… my limit?

He didn't like the sound of that.

Gary's eyes gleamed with interest.

"Evolve again," he said calmly. "This time—Water-type."

"Vee…"

Eevee hesitated.

He remembered what Professor Oak had said. Consecutive evolution could cause pain—serious pain. It wasn't something to attempt lightly.

His ears drooped slightly.

Gary noticed immediately.

He didn't pressure him—but he didn't back down either.

"Think of it as battle training," Gary said, his tone steady. "You've taken hits before. Strong ones. This is no different."

He paused, letting the words sink in.

"If something unexpected happens in a real battle, you won't have the luxury of waiting an hour. You'll have to push through it."

Eevee's eyes flickered.

"…Vee."

Gary's gaze softened slightly.

"I'm not forcing you," he added. "But if you want to get stronger… you need to know your limits."

Silence lingered between them.

Eevee lowered his head slightly, thinking.

Then—

He lifted it again.

"Vee!"

He nodded.

Determination replaced hesitation.

Gary smiled faintly.

"Alright. Let's begin."

Eevee took a steady breath.

"Vee…"

The Multi-Attribute System activated once more.

This time, the blue module glowed.

A surge of water-type energy poured into his body—cool, flowing, yet overwhelmingly forceful. The moment it entered his system, Eevee's expression tightened.

"Vee—!"

Pain struck instantly.

It wasn't the same as before.

This time, it was sharper. Heavier. Like his entire body was being forced to adapt faster than it should.

Gary's eyes sharpened as he observed.

There it is… the strain.

Eevee clenched his teeth, his small body trembling.

But he didn't stop.

The evolution light erupted again.

His form expanded, stretching into a sleeker, more fluid shape. His fur transformed into smooth, aquatic tissue, his tail splitting into a fin-like structure.

The light faded—

And Vaporeon stood in his place.

"Vaaaporeon!"

His voice carried a hint of strain.

Gary stepped forward immediately.

"Does it hurt?"

"Vee!"

Vaporeon nodded sharply, frustration and discomfort evident in his eyes.

It hurt.

Not just a little.

A lot.

His breathing was heavier now, his body slightly tense.

Gary frowned.

"How much stamina did you lose?"

Vaporeon paused, sensing his own condition.

"…Vee."

He gestured weakly.

Roughly a quarter.

Gary's pupils contracted.

"That much…?"

His expression grew serious.

So that's the cost.

It wasn't just pain—it was a massive drain on physical energy.

Suddenly, something clicked in his mind.

No wonder Blaine's Eevee fainted after consecutive evolution…

It wasn't a flaw in the system—it was a limit of the body.

Push too far, and the Pokémon would collapse.

Gary exhaled slowly.

"Do you still feel the pain now?"

Vaporeon closed his eyes briefly, sensing his body.

Then he shook his head.

"Vee."

The pain was mostly gone.

But during the transformation…

It had been intense.

Gary nodded.

"Understood."

He quickly pulled up Vaporeon's data.

As expected, the ability had changed again—this time to Water Absorb.

His moveset had also shifted, now including Water Gun.

But the most important part—

EX Run Away.

EX Adaptability.

Both still active.

Gary's gaze sharpened.

Consistent across forms…

That meant every evolution retained the same amplified potential.

"Alright," Gary said. "Let's test your power."

He stepped back, giving Vaporeon space.

"Use Liquidation."

"Vaaaporeon!"

Vaporeon's eyes flashed.

His tail flicked sharply as water surged around it, forming a dense, high-pressure blade. The liquid compressed rapidly, its surface shimmering with lethal sharpness.

Then—

He struck.

The water blade slashed downward with tremendous force.

BOOM!!

The ground split with a sharp, explosive impact.

A deep gash carved into the surface, stretching several meters forward. The edges were clean—almost unnaturally smooth—showing just how concentrated the attack had been.

Gary stared at the result.

"…Impressive."

Even without type advantage, the sheer force behind the attack was undeniable.

Still—

He frowned slightly.

"Liquidation is a physical move," he muttered. "And Vaporeon specializes in special attacks…"

That meant the full potential wasn't being utilized.

If it had been a move like Hydro Pump or Surf—

Gary's eyes narrowed.

The damage would've been even higher.

The same issue applied to Flareon.

Despite having access to Fire Blast, much of his natural strength leaned toward physical attacks.

"We need to optimize your moveset," Gary said aloud.

He looked at Eevee—no, at Vaporeon—with a calculating gaze.

"Better coverage. Better synergy."

"Vee…"

Vaporeon tilted his head slightly, listening.

Gary crossed his arms.

"There are still Gym Leaders in Sinnoh I haven't challenged," he said thoughtfully. "And more importantly… resources to exchange for stronger moves."

His lips curved faintly.

"We'll fix this."

After completing the tests, Gary returned to the Pokémon Center.

From that day onward, his routine became strict and focused.

Every morning, training.

Every afternoon, analysis and refinement.

Every night, recovery and planning.

Eevee—along with the rest of his team—underwent intense, structured development. Their strength improved rapidly, each day building upon the last.

The upcoming Lily of the Valley Conference loomed closer.

And Gary had no intention of falling short.

A week passed in the blink of an eye.

Early morning sunlight filtered through the windows as Gary finished preparing for the day.

Today—

He had a different objective.

"Let's go," he said.

Outside, Garchomp waited.

"Garchomp!"

With a powerful beat of its wings, the Dragon/Ground-type Pokémon lifted into the air, carrying Gary swiftly toward Mt. Coronet.

The towering mountain range stretched endlessly, its peaks piercing through drifting clouds. The air grew colder as they approached, the terrain more rugged and unforgiving.

Gary's gaze was focused.

During the past week, he had scouted the area repeatedly.

And he had found it.

The ancient ruins hidden within Mt. Coronet.

Each day, he observed from a distance, carefully studying the layout, the patrol patterns, the surroundings.

Today—

He would get closer.

"Take the long route," Gary instructed.

"Garchomp!"

Garchomp veered off, flying low along the mountain ridges, using the terrain as cover. It took longer—but it ensured they wouldn't be detected.

After several minutes, they arrived near the ruins.

Gary dismounted silently.

Then—

His eyes narrowed.

"…Interesting."

Not far ahead, partially concealed behind a massive rock formation, four figures were crouched.

Gary recognized them instantly.

"An Interpol agent… and Team Rocket?"

His brows furrowed slightly.

What are they doing together?

The combination was… unexpected.

But that wasn't all.

Near the entrance of the ruins, four more figures stood guard.

Uniforms.

Distinctive hairstyles.

Team Galactic.

Gary's gaze sharpened.

So they're already here.

He didn't move.

Instead, he observed.

Let's see what you're planning…

With a flick of his wrist, Gary released another Pokémon.

"Gengar."

"Gengaa~!"

The ghost-type Pokémon grinned mischievously, its red eyes gleaming.

Gary's voice dropped to a whisper.

"Hide in the shadows near the entrance. Don't act unless I give the signal."

Gengar gave a thumbs-up.

Then—

It melted into the darkness.

Gone without a trace.

Meanwhile, the group ahead began to move.

Gary watched as the Team Rocket trio and the Interpol agent stepped out from hiding.

Something was off.

Then he noticed it.

Their clothes.

Team Galactic uniforms.

Perfectly replicated—right down to the smallest detail.

Wigs, posture, even their expressions…

They were indistinguishable from real members.

Gary's lips twitched.

"…Impressive."

The four approached the ruins entrance calmly.

The guards glanced at them—

And relaxed.

No suspicion.

No resistance.

A fatal mistake.

In the next instant—

Everything changed.

The Interpol agent moved first—swift, precise.

The Team Rocket trio followed immediately, their coordination surprisingly sharp.

Within seconds, the four guards were subdued.

No Pokémon.

No loud noises.

Just clean, efficient takedowns.

Gary's eyes narrowed slightly.

So they're not just idiots after all…

The unconscious guards were quickly tied up and dragged behind the rocks, completely out of sight.

Silence returned.

As if nothing had happened.

Gary remained still, watching.