The scene of Whitney leaning down close to his face appeared in Marcus's mind, making his nose feel warm, and he quickly shifted his attention.
Finding a shady spot, he began to continue thinking about his future plans.
In terms of age, Marcus was already an adult, with only a few days left until his 20th birthday. This was also the latest departure age stipulated by the Pokemon League.
The League Conference system requires that Trainers departing between the ages of 10 and 20 can participate in regional Trainer conferences without prerequisites. Those exceeding this age must have a record of reaching the top 64 or higher in previous conferences to reapply.
Being a Trainer is inherently a high-risk profession, and the League does not encourage Trainers without talent to venture out.
Therefore, this year was Marcus's last chance.
He was saving money to make a final push in this last year.
Clenching his fists, fighting spirit flickered in Marcus's eyes.
Since he had already come to this world, how could he live up to his identity as an Earthling without achieving something significant?
"Why don't I have the standard cheat for a transmigrator..."
Marcus looked up at the sky, as if hoping for an airdrop to descend. He had waited for many years, but there had been no movement.
He was probably the most unremarkable transmigrator...
As he was thinking, a sweet, pretty face suddenly appeared in his sight.
"Marcus, would you come help me milk? I'm not feeling well today..."
Whitney clasped her hands together and pleaded, just like the first time they met.
"Help you...?" Marcus was taken aback, his gaze involuntarily falling on Whitney's curves.
It wasn't until he saw Whitney's confused look that he realized he had misunderstood.
It was helping Miltank milk... Moomoo Milk.
Marcus said seriously, "Cough... Then you keep an eye on the Miltank. I don't want to get kicked..."
Seeing him agree, Whitney smiled playfully, "No problem~"
Soon, she led Marcus to the cowshed, where several buckets of milk were already filled nearby.
"Just over ten more! Let's get started!"
Whitney directed the Miltank to line up, Marcus also brought empty buckets, and then recalled his few milking experiences over the past few years...
Looking at the fatigue on Whitney's face again, Marcus sighed helplessly and grabbed the nearest Miltank with a strong squeeze.
"Moo!" The Miltank cried out in pain, and a kick sent Marcus tumbling to the ground.
"That's not right... You have to start gently and then increase pressure, be a bit more gentle..." Whitney instructed from the side.
Marcus rubbed his head, got up, and could only try again, treating it as gaining experience for massaging future Pokemon...
"Oh, don't squeeze so hard! You have to go slowly, apply pressure evenly... Hey, that's it!"
Whitney saw Marcus's rapid progress, and a smile of approval appeared on her face, "I didn't expect you to be quite talented~"
Meanwhile, Marcus had a strange expression on his face...
Honestly, why the hell does this feel so unusually familiar...?
A qualified ranch manager must first make the Miltank comfortable, and then the Moomoo Milk will be milked...
Marcus involuntarily glanced at Whitney, and then continued burying himself in work...
If Whitney is so good at milking, would her technique at that also be great?
For a moment, Marcus's thoughts drifted far away...
Later, he even started thinking about whether the distance between the Northern and Southern Hemispheres could be controlled with two hands...
Finally, under his unconscious daydreaming, the two completed the day's work.
"Finally done!" Whitney stretched, fully revealing her exaggerated curves.
Marcus quickly averted his gaze. Just then, a Miltank came closer and rubbed Marcus's palm with its head.
"Moo~" The little cow squinted its eyes, looking very much like it was enjoying itself.
Marcus: ???
Did I conquer a little cow with my skills?
Just as he was feeling emotional, a mechanical voice echoed in his mind.
[Ding, Host has gained the recognition of the Pokemon Miltank, rewarding 3 master points. Master Cultivation System is starting...]
[Startup complete, please check it yourself...]
?!!!!
System?!
Marcus's pupils dilated slightly, "Finally! Finally!!! I, Marcus, have finally waited for this day! Hahahahaha!"
In his excitement, he suddenly hugged Whitney beside him, pressing her tightly against his chest.
Whitney blushed and whispered, "Marcus... you're hurting me..."
"Huh? Oh oh oh, sorry sorry, I was too excited..."
Only then did Marcus feel the unusual sensation in his arms... He quickly released the girl with blushing cheeks.
"Remember to come eat later..."
Whitney straightened her clothes and ran off somewhat flustered, while Marcus didn't notice the girl's shyness at all and busied himself with studying the System.
"System, what are you for?"
....
"Hey? Are you there? System, your house is on fire!"
....
"Will you please respond to me??"
...
"Could it be... I was just hallucinating?" Marcus felt a bit dejected and casually rubbed the Miltank's head.
But the next moment, he froze.
Because an information panel actually appeared before him:
[Miltank ♀ Lv30 (Advanced)]
Ability: Early Bird (Has a natural resistance to the sleep status, the time to wake up from sleep is halved)
Friendship: 100 (Max value 255)
Held Item: None
Talent: 401 (Species max value 490)
Moves: Rollout (Mastered), Milk Drink (Proficient), Defense Curl (Mastered), Body Slam (Learned)
Description: This is a Miltank that doesn't like to oversleep. Under the influence of ranch manager Marcus, she has developed the habit of going to bed early and waking up early.
"What?!!" Marcus was stunned.
As a professional Pokemon game streamer, he clearly remembered that the Miltank family does not have the Early Bird Ability!
According to the description, this Ability was acquired by the Miltank after Marcus planned her routine!
Ability... can be changed?!
Marcus was lost in thought, he had a bold idea... the legendary Slaking with Huge Power!
If this is the case, he might be able to forge an unprecedented path.
According to his memory, although this world also has divisions of Trainer and Pokemon levels, it is not digitized.
This means that the System has granted him the ability to view Pokemon statuses!
Having taken care of the Miltank for so long, Marcus clearly knew that this ability itself was a cheat...
Imagine, when catching a Pokemon, you can clearly understand their situation and preferences,
When training a Pokemon, you can also clearly see the level of skill mastery,
You can even tell if a Pokemon is farting or pooping just by how she wiggles her butt!
The main point is having complete knowledge and personalized customization...
In battle, you'd even know the opponent's move pool clearly, which is like playing cards and making the opponent show their hand directly!
"Indeed, with a System, even a pig can fly..."
Marcus sighed with emotion and began observing the many Miltank in the ranch, subsequently gaining a lot of information.
Firstly, this ability to view panels consumes mental energy. If Marcus looks too much, he will feel dizzy, and the consumption is more severe the further the distance, so it cannot be used frequently.
In addition, according to the System's division, the Pokemon levels from low to high are:
Beginner, Primary, Intermediate, Advanced, Superior, Gym.
Each level is a tier of 10 levels. For example, the Miltank that just reached Lv30 has just entered the Advanced tier, and there is only one Gym-level Miltank in the ranch, which belongs to the old Gym Leader, and is a full Lv53.
As for levels after 60, Marcus guessed they might be Elite, Champion, Master, etc. He would only know for sure after seeing them.