"However, I need to remind you—high-value items like Pokémon held items can only be used by you or those close to you. They cannot be resold for commercial purposes."
After checking the system records, the staff member gave Ash a polite but firm reminder.
"Mm, understood." Ash nodded.
With his Skill Shop running as a steady money-making machine, he wasn't short on funds at all. There was no need to exploit loopholes in the League's system—it would only cheapen things.
"Very well. Mr. Ash, you'd like to exchange for Razor Claw, Razor Fang, Wide Lens, and Scope Lens, correct? The total comes to 4 million Poké Dollars. How would you like to—"
"Card."
Ash calmly took out a black-and-gold card from the Kanto Quartz Bank and handed it over.
"Understood."
After processing the 4 million payment, the staff quickly completed a few operations on the terminal. Then, from a storage wall behind them—resembling a grid of lockers—they retrieved four small boxes and returned them along with Ash's Trainer Crystal ID Card and bank card.
Pokémon held items were rare on the market.
But the Pokémon League, acting as the governing authority of the region, possessed abundant resources like these.
That was precisely why professional trainers flocked to places like the City Arena—not just to earn fame and prize money, but to gain access to such rare items.
The League's control over resources also made it highly desirable—trainers everywhere competed fiercely for entry.
Yet for ordinary trainers, whether it was earning enough through battles to exchange for items or qualifying to join the League, both paths were incredibly difficult.
And yet—
Ash hadn't even officially joined the League.
And he was already receiving special privileges.
Acquiring four rare held items so effortlessly… if others saw this, it would undoubtedly spark envy and jealousy.
Fortunately, aside from the staff and Ash's group, no other trainers were present in the shop.
"Mm, correct—Razor Claw, Razor Fang, Scope Lens, and Wide Lens."
After opening the boxes and verifying the items, Ash nodded in satisfaction.
Including the two items gifted by the Joy family earlier, he now had all six items required in his training plan for Fearow:
Quick Claw, Razor Claw, Sharp Beak, Razor Fang, Wide Lens, and Scope Lens.
Each item served a specific enhancement purpose:
Quick Claw: Strengthens claws and boosts attack speed, granting a chance to act first.
Razor Claw: Enhances claw sharpness and increases critical hit probability; can also trigger evolution for certain Pokémon.
Sharp Beak: Reinforces the beak, increasing power and penetration; boosts Flying-type move damage by 20%.
Razor Fang: Strengthens teeth, enhancing attack and penetration; grants a 10% chance to cause the opponent to flinch; also enables certain evolutions.
Wide Lens: Improves vision, expanding field of view and increasing move accuracy.
Scope Lens: Sharpens vision further, allowing the user to identify weaknesses and land critical hits more easily.
These six items targeted three key areas of Fearow's body:
Claws, beak, and eyesight.
Once fully integrated, the boost Fearow would receive would be nothing short of extraordinary.
Especially the combination of Razor Claw and Scope Lens—the ability to detect openings and weak points, combined with increased critical hit chance—was absolutely vital for a Pokémon like Fearow that relied on precision strikes.
"Tch… Ash, you really don't hold back when it comes to raising Pokémon, huh?"
Standing nearby, Gary Oak clicked his tongue in amazement. Watching Ash casually spend 4 million Poké Dollars on four items left him genuinely impressed.
"Haha… it can't be helped. Being a Pokémon trainer might have a low entry barrier, but if you want to go far, you have to invest."
"Compared to Pikachu, Greninja, and Pidgeot… Fearow's foundation and potential are still lacking."
"These six items are just to make up for those shortcomings."
Ash stored the four newly acquired items into his system inventory while speaking in a calm, objective tone.
"But if Fearow wants to reach greater heights—and keep up with Pikachu and the others—it'll still have to rely on training… and its own effort."
Now that all six items had been gathered, Fearow's next leap forward was inevitable.
Ash couldn't help but feel a hint of excitement.
Once Fearow integrates these items…
Its strength and potential will skyrocket.
It might even catch up to—or surpass—the others.
From the weakest in the team to overtaking its seniors…
Pikachu and the others might start feeling the pressure.
With the matches finished and items acquired, their business at the City Arena was complete.
Ash and his group didn't linger.
They headed to the food street, buying snacks and treats for Pikachu, Greninja, and the others. After escorting Clarissa Joy back to the Pokémon Center, Ash, Gary, and Green mounted their bicycles and began their journey back to Pallet Town.
Leaving behind the bright lights and neon glow of Viridian City, the streetlights along the road gradually grew sparse.
Ash released the Pokémon that Professor Oak had entrusted to him as a bodyguard—
Charizard.
With Charizard flying ahead, the flame at the tip of its tail illuminated the dark path.
Though not as bright as streetlights, the firelight flickered warmly in the night.
And more importantly—
The powerful aura occasionally radiating from Charizard, a champion-level Pokémon, was enough to intimidate any wild Pokémon lurking in the shadows of Viridian Forest.
Predators retreated.
No disturbances came their way.
The return journey was smooth and uneventful.
In just half an hour, the trio passed through the mountain pass that marked the entrance to Pallet Town.
Gary and Green headed home.
As for Ash—
He went, as always, to the two clinics at Stone Bridge and Dashiwan Valley.
Since he had been away all afternoon—over six or seven hours—many wild Pokémon had gathered, waiting for treatment.
Fortunately, as his mastery of the Viridian Power continued to grow, his Healing Grace ability had become far more effective.
And his control over it had become precise and efficient.
Dozens—no, nearly a hundred—injured and sick Pokémon lined up in an orderly queue.
Yet Ash needed only a little over ten minutes—
To heal them all.
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PokePals's Note:
From the latest comments, I understand that many readers feel the pacing of this fanfic has been somewhat slow. Thank you all for your patience and support. I'll do my best to begin Ash's journey as soon as possible and pick up the pace moving forward.
In the meantime, feel free to check out my latest Pokémon fanfic release and read it alongside this story!
✦ Pokémon: Endless Genesis of the Chosen One ✦
It's published under my secondary Webnovel account: MPHFics.
Feel free to read both stories in parallel, and I hope you enjoy it.