Breeder Class can be said to be the most special class in Crown Academy because Breeders are required to memorize and familiarize themselves with a lot of the knowledge, so most people are allowed to do “Self-study”.
Only during practical courses and complex theoretical discussions, the teachers would gather everyone for unified explanations.
For the most part, the students arrange their own time, and if they have any doubts, they can consult the teachers individually.
This is exactly what Terrance wants: no strict timings, a comfortable environment that allows him to fully bond with his Pokémon.
“Are you interested in being a Breeder?”
“If you want to enter the Breeder Class, you must have strong self-discipline. Only through continuous accumulation can you become an outstanding Breeder. Passing the Junior Breeder assessment is not something you can achieve by simply studying casually.”
Mr. Issac sighed, “It’s a pity that you have talent in battles. How could someone who can defeat Candice develop an interest in being a Breeder?”
Terrance rolled his eyes. “Don’t worry about it. I’m already an excellent Breeder.”
Finding his own dorm room and dealing with the teachers and class are Terrance’s matters. Mr. Issac doesn’t need to take care of everything for Terrance.
After Terrance left, the chubby man and Issac exchanged glances.
Issac didn’t forget about the gloomy students he had just encountered. It’s not a trivial matter to make Trainers as outstanding as them feel gloomy.
“Did you bring that little guy here?” After Terrance left, the chubby man’s demeanor transformed from amiability to seriousness. “It seems like Dean values him a lot. Is there something special about him?”
“Oh? There’s information that even the famous Gotou doesn’t know.” Issac adjusted his glasses and smiled at the chubby man named Gotou.
If Terrance was here, he would be very surprised because since the moment he met Mr. Issac, he had never seen a smile on the face of this bespectacled man.
“I don’t know. I never expected a transfer student to come.” Letting out a yawn, Gotou continued, “Old friend, I guess you still weren’t able to persuade your daughter to come here, huh?”
“What happened? What’s going on at the academy?” Issac also became serious as he looked at Gotou. For Gotou, who knew everything like the back of his hand, to say such words, it seemed that something significant had indeed occurred at the academy.
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“Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ This is…”
Looking at his “dorm room” in surprise, Terrance almost wanted to devote his heart to the academy.
It was so luxurious.
Especially the notebook-style computer on the table, it had a fatal attraction to Terrance.
“So this is what Master Victor meant by ‘the academy’s foundation?'”
The ancient academy, which has been passed down for a hundred years, must have accumulated an enormous wealth of resources. In the Old Green House, a television was considered a treasure in the eyes of the children. They didn’t even dare to think about something like a computer.
Just the thought that each student would have such a setup made Terrance feel emotional. With this notebook, he would find it much easier to calculate formulas and data in the future.
“And it’s a single room, just as I like it.” The room wasn’t big, but it was enough for one person. In this building, the residents were all students and teachers of the Breeder Class, as well as some professors from the research department.
It can be said that the students living in this building were very fortunate.
The teachers capable of teaching in the Breeder Class were generally at the Intermediate Breeder level, with a few seasoned researchers who have earned their Senior Breeder credentials.
Living near this group of experts, having the opportunity to ask them questions and learn from their wealth of knowledge, would undoubtedly make studying a breeze. As the saying goes, “The pavilion closest to the water enjoys moonlight first.”
“Just now, that chubby man said it’s a rare ‘theory class’ for the Breeder Class today, so there are basically no people in the building. Should I visit the seniors living in this building first…”
“Or should I go to the Breeder Class and report my arrival?”
After careful consideration, Terrance thought it would be better to get familiar with the Breeder Class first, at least he should “check in” with his class teacher.
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It wasn’t just the Breeder Class; there was a solemn atmosphere hanging over the Battle Class, Coordinator Class, whether it was the Beginner, Advanced, or even the Graduation Class.
Looking from the outside, the Breeder Class was being taught by a middle-aged man, around thirty years old. He wore checkered pants and a white shirt, his expression unnatural as he looked down at the eight students below, his anger evident.
“Do you think this incident has nothing to do with our Breeder Class?”
“Based on your analysis just now, it seems like you don’t care or think that it concerns Breeders.”
“But let me make it clear to you that the other person involved is also a Breeder, and not just any Breeder, but an Intermediate Breeder, just like me.”
“This incident is not a coincidence, it’s inevitable. You have been spoiled for far too long, thinking that graduating at fourteen as a Junior Breeder is something remarkable. This is a sign of lack of ambition!”
“If it continues like this, our academy will be on the brink of ruin…”
“I passed the Junior Breeder assessment at the age of sixteen, which is not worth boasting about and may even be inferior to some of you. But times are changing, and you have better conditions. If you think you can leave Crown Academy with this level, you can, but the future will definitely belong to those who work harder.”
As the Breeder Class’ teacher continued his admonishment, the eight students of varying ages from ten to fourteen remained silent, not daring to utter a word.
There were even one or two girls who didn’t dare raise their heads to meet the teacher’s gaze.
After that incident, the higher-ups and teachers of Crown Academy went through a period of reflection, which was followed by a deep sense of powerlessness.
If things continued this way, the academy might truly become a thing of the past and Crown Academy, one of the few remaining orthodox institutions of learning in the world, would be on the verge of extinction.
Perhaps in five or six years, the academy would indeed face the possibility of disappearing.
With the increasing popularity and upgrades of mechanisms in Gyms and League Conferences, there has been a growing number of Trainers going on journeys. Even though their skill levels vary, the vast number of Trainers allows the few talented ones to stand out, rapidly grow, and accumulate various experiences during their journeys.
In comparison, the academy’s slow-paced theoretical teaching seems impractical. However, the academy was also undergoing its own changes and introducing many measures that were beneficial to the students.
But over the years, the level of Trainers graduating from the academy had been less than satisfactory. Even the cream of the crop from the Graduation Class, after four or five years, only numbered in the single digits. Their achievements in the League Conference were only at the level of the top three, far from meeting the expectations of a perfect championship.
In this competition designed to select talented people, the younger the winner, and the better their performance, the more attractive they were to the Pokémon League.
Champions after the age of fifteen are indeed impressive, but in this kind of annual and frequently held competition with varying levels of competition, their achievements don’t seem as extraordinary.
The atmosphere in the Breeder Class was very quiet, but it was ultimately broken by Terrance, who was eavesdropping by the window.
With a student’s remark of “There’s someone outside,” everyone immediately noticed him.
Clearing his throat in embarrassment, Terrance pushed open the door and walked in, politely greeting everyone, “Hello, everyone.”
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