"I look forward to working with you, Elite Four Feng Che," Nurse Joy said with a warm smile. "I am the Nurse Joy stationed here at the League's primary medical hub. Consider me the resident physician tasked with overseeing the conditioning and medical logs of your Pokémon. If your station encounters any physiological data errors, feel free to run a diagnostic consultation with my desk."
"Nurse Joy, Elite Feng Che has officially registered under the Dragon-type specialization," Shauntal intervened politely, stepping forward. "He previously governed under the Flying attribute during his tenure as a Gym Leader, but he has executed an administrative reset to assume the Dragon mantle for his coronation. Champion Alder requested your desk run a comprehensive biological scan to audit the exact elemental profiles of his active roster. Several of his key assets are not standard, pure-blood Dragon types, but rather ancient variants that have naturally awakened a primary Dragon chromosome."
"Is that so? Then my office shall initialize a rigorous structural audit across his slots," Nurse Joy answered, her eyes instantly flashing with professional excitement the exact millisecond she parsed Shauntal's brief.
"Haha! Do not be deceived by her uniform; Nurse Joy is actually one of the absolute premier geneticists and biomolecular experts dominating the region. Her laboratories specialize in advanced cultivation and cloning techniques," Shauntal explained, introducing the researcher to Feng Che. "The standard starter Pokémon bankrolled by the Unova League to rookie trainers are entirely mass-produced and bred inside Nurse Joy's private nursery vaults."
"Please navigate directly behind my frame, Elite Feng Che. I shall escort your vanguard to audit my private subterranean research facility," Nurse Joy instructed.
A specialized Chansey wearing a custom-tailored white lab coat materialized behind her, efficiently guiding Feng Che and Shauntal down a pristine, white corridor routing toward the lake margins.
Nurse Joy reached down to depress a concealed security switch embedded within the wall panel. Instantly, a heavy steel hydraulic floor gate unhinged, revealing a clean, lit transit shaft tunneling deep beneath the earth.
Descending into the lower levels, Feng Che's visors logged dozens of massive, high-clearance incubation tanks, inside of which hundreds of rare Pokémon Eggs were suspended in nutrient-dense fluid matrices. Dozens of highly trained starter Pokémon were navigating the laboratory floor, actively running manual diagnostic scripts across the terminals. Suddenly, a gargantuan, magnificent Serperior slithered out from a secure holding bay, smoothly lowering its elegant head to let Nurse Joy rhythmically smooth its green scales.
The serpent monarch's golden, piercing irises remained locked completely onto Feng Che's group, its internal security sub-routines tracking their vital lines for any trace of hostile intent.
"Stand down, my sweet child. These travelers are honored colleagues authorized to audit our infrastructure; their profiles harbor zero data anomalies. Return to your station," Nurse Joy murmured gently, lightly patting the Serperior's crown. The grass monarch let out a soft hiss before smoothly slithering back into the shadow bays.
"Welcome to my private baseline facility."
"This sector houses our absolute peak-tier diagnostic hardware and advanced monitoring arrays. Concurrently, our architecture offers a magnificent, unmonitored view into the deep aquatic ecosystems of the lake," she briefed.
Feng Che hoisted his gaze toward the ceiling. True to her description, the entire upper vault of the laboratory was engineered from a massive, multi-layered sheet of high-density transparent reinforced glass. Outside the pane, massive schools of wild Basculin were swimming through the dark blue depths of the lake waters.
POKÉMON VARIANT REGISTRY: BASCULIN
Primary Attributes: Water
Ecosystem Classification: Hostile Schooling Aquatic Specimen
Basculin meticulously mirrors a standard, aggressive river bass, its primary biological hull shaded a deep, rich forest green. A sequence of three distinct black spots anchors parallel to its pectoral fins, complemented by a heavy obsidian stripe that tracks continuously from its jawline to its caudal fin.
Red-Striped Forme
The irises and intersecting facial connective tissues are shaded a vibrant blood-red. Its first dorsal, second dorsal, anal, and pectoral fins are engineered into rigid, crown-shaped serrated bone spikes designed for high-impact ramming.
Blue-Striped Forme
The irises and facial lines strobe with a clean, deep cerulean blue. Its first dorsal fin retains the crown-spike architecture, while its second dorsal, anal, and pectoral fins are streamlined into razor-sharp, blade-like configurations engineered for clean underwater bisections.
"My current core initiative focuses on executing an advanced mutation experiment to forcefully trigger a Basculin's evolution into a Basculegion," Nurse Joy noted, her tone shifting into a self-deprecating cadence as she playfully stuck out her tongue. "However, my current simulation runs have continuously hit a dead end; my processing loops have yet to isolate the exact, definitive environmental parameters required to unlock the evolutionary sequence."
"Ancient historical texts compile records stating that during the immense, long-distance seasonal migrations across primordial rivers, the spirits and sorrowful data of the fallen Basculin who succumbed to the grueling transit would violently bind and attach themselves onto the frames of their surviving schoolmates. This spiritual accumulation is what fundamentally rewrote the survivors' genetic code, authorizing the metamorphosis into Basculegion."
"The concept is fascinating... regardless, let us initialize the formal diagnostic audit covering your active stable. Follow my stride," she laughed, pushing past a secondary pneumatic door line.
She guided Feng Che into a vast, meticulously organized testing bay packed with an immense density of hyper-precise medical terminals and analytical scanners.
"Deposit your active stasis capsules onto the primary verification platform. My console will manually deploy the assets onto the testing arrays to verify their cellular profiles."
Feng Che casually unclipped his harness, placing exactly eight independent spheres onto the metallic delivery tray.
"Nurse Joy, to ensure perfect administrative data transparency... my active rotation currently commands exactly eight independent assets."
"The specific breakdown consists of an Armaldo, a Rampardos, a Flygon, a Naganadel, a Charmander, a Deino, a Dreepy, and a Horsea."
"Because the Horsea was only recently secured within my containment fields, my previous calculations excluded its mass from the baseline Elite Four audit. I request your station run a comprehensive verification pass across the entire line," Feng Che requested smoothly.
"Let us audit the metrics," Nurse Joy murmured, adjusting a custom pair of multi-focal analytical spectacles. The lazy, relaxed demeanor she had displayed across the lakeside deck vanished instantly, replaced by the rigid, calculating aura of a premier researcher.
Her fingers blurred across the high-speed input terminal, unchaining a succession of diagnostic scripts across hardware interfaces Feng Che had never encountered across standard League facilities.
"This is remarkable... The latent Draconic chromosome density caking this Armaldo's cell walls is absurdly high. Its outer carapace plates have manually synthesized layers of authentic Dragon Scales beneath the exoskeleton. This asset definitively clears the regulatory criteria for a Dragon-type Pokémon under global bylaws."
"Its physical attack parameters and material defensive torque indices are magnificent."
"By the gods... The genetic Dragon-bloodline saturation caking this Rampardos is even more preposterous! The skeletal structure of its claws deviates completely from modern registries, displaying an elongated, razor-sharp predatory configuration."
"This specimen functions as an absolute, world-class research asset. By running a deep molecular analysis down its lineage, my office can finally reconstruct a flawless, high-fidelity anatomical blueprint revealing exactly what an uncorrupted, ancient primeval Rampardos looked like during its historical apex," Nurse Joy breathed, her voice vibrating with immense professional ecstasy.
"Elite Commander Feng Che, my office must petition your station for a minor administrative clearance—authorize my needles to extract a microscopic, non-harmful allocation of blood plasma from your roster."
"My objective is to permanently archive their unique genetic data within our central gene-banks, verifying if our cloning arrays can comfortably stabilize and regenerate these pristine ancient bloodlines across future cultivation cycles," Nurse Joy requested, her eyes locked onto the teenager.
"The clearance is authorized. My house grants your station full testing access, provided the fluid extraction imposes zero long-term degradation across my partners' active combat torque," Feng Che answered smoothly. He had personally audited Colress's advanced black-budget facilities in the past; he was thoroughly aware that cloning an apex entity was an exceptionally complex logistical task. So long as his partners' cell walls sustained zero structural trauma, granting a favor to a premier researcher of Nurse Joy's caliber bankrolled immense institutional leverage for his house.
The exact millisecond Feng Che's validation cleared the server, Nurse Joy's behavioral loops dissolved into pure, childlike excitement.
She slammed the override releases, manually deploying Feng Che's remaining hidden assets from their spheres onto the field.
"Oh my... Look at the sheer physical mass commanding this Naganadel! Its towering, draconic silhouette is so gargantuan it's nearly short-circuiting the vertical clearance of my testing bay!"
"Heavenly skies, what data loop is filtering through my visor?! A pristine, hyper-stable Dreepy! To capture a deep-underworld spirit dragon that naturally anchors its lifecycle across the borders of the Spirit Realm is an extraordinary anomaly!"
"And this... an Atavistic Charmander venting pure-blood plasma fire?! Infinite stars... the sheer scientific happiness caking this registry is going to make me faint!" Nurse Joy shrieked in manic delight, her hands frantically snatching data slates to record the data streams.
"Elite Feng Che, my office earnestly requests your station authorize these assets to remain quartered within the central chambers of the Pokémon Center for a brief chronological window. I intend to run a comprehensive, multi-layer physical diagnostic sweep across their cells."
"Banish any concern regarding the financial ledger; every single point of material capital required to bankroll the research costs will be personally absorbed by my private operational fund. My desk will impose absolutely zero logistical strain on your account," Nurse Joy pleaded, her optical sensors filled with intense, hopeful desperation as she looked at the young trainer.
"The parameters are acceptable. However, Nurse Joy... has your terminal finalized the data entry to formally validate my High-Elite attribute specialization?" Feng Che inquired, his voice low and calculating as he paused for her confirmation.
"The audit is completely verified. The volume of high-purity Dragon-type assets currently logged inside your active box comfortably breaches the mandatory numeric thresholds enforced by global bylaws," Nurse Joy confirmed, sliding toward a high-clearance mainframe terminal. She smoothly routed Feng Che's biological profile straight into the primary central server of World League Headquarters, officially authorizing and hard-coding his appointment as the Dragon-type Elite Four Member of the Unova Region.
"Concurrently, administrative discipline requires my office to enforce a final regulatory warning—the exact millisecond the central server locks this Dragon-type classification onto your registry, your station is programmatically barred from ever executing an attribute swap for the remainder of your tenure."
"The singular methodology permitted to unseat this elemental constraint requires your vanguard to aggressively defeat my father's line, officially claiming the sovereign Champion throne of Unova. Only upon ascending to the absolute peak seat can your console authorize multi-attribute boxes or alter your primary specialization," Nurse Joy briefed seriously, her eyes narrowing as the system processed the final data lock.
CLICK.
The digital terminal chimed, confirming the file transfer had cleared the global servers. The moment her target data was safely secured inside her local banks, Nurse Joy's hospitable demeanor instantly evaporated, her focus shifting entirely toward her testing equipment as she began shooing them toward the exit.
"The data has cleared the gates. My station must immediately initialize the molecular incubation scans; my office lacks the remaining processing power to entertain visitors for the remainder of the evening. Clear the laboratory floor," she ordered flatly, turning her back to adjust a microscope.
"Haha... do not let her abrupt shift fracture your composure, Feng Che. Nurse Joy represents the absolute textbook definition of a hyper-fixated research maniac. The moment science enters her grid, her social sub-routines collapse completely," Shauntal offered with a sheepish, highly embarrassed chuckle as she guided the teenager out of the subterranean vault.