"It just so happens that you're here to join me in figuring out what we're going to tell them tomorrow." Rope swallowed the bread in his mouth before turning to Whitley.
Whitley nodded, "It's something you should be advised on, after all I don't think you've ever formally lectured anyone before as I recall."
Rope nodded, it was true that he hadn't experienced giving lectures to others. When he was unknown, naturally no one came to him, but now that he was famous, this kind of thing came to him.
"When I follow Professor Juniper to give lectures outside, I usually say something more on top of my already publicized results to ensure a bit of freshness. After all, as a lecturer, your results should have already been thoroughly researched."
Whitley tilted her head in thought.
"Not really..." Rope scratched head, honestly he didn't have a very clear idea of his influence at the moment.
Whitley rolled her eyes at Rope's words and said, "Professor Rope! Please have a clear perception of your position right now!"
She squared her shoulders then said, "You are now the head of the mythologists, the filler of the gaps in the discipline, and even the pioneer of a new discipline. You're already a professor on par with those of Professor Juniper, Professor Elm. You can also go to a region and then become the chief professor of a region if you want."
Don't underestimate Whitley, Whitley has been following Professor Juniper for a year or two now. She was already a qualified professor assistant. It was even more skillful than the current Crystal.
So along the way, there was no difference between the two people. On the contrary, the two people were essentially in a state of learning from each other.
Rope heard Whitley's words can only touch the tip of the nose, to be honest, he really did not think that such a paper can bring himself to this height, he has always thought that he is just sent a paper, even if the significance of this paper is significant, as a small professor with no name will be at the top.
After all, it hadn't really been that much of a hassle to get this paper.
World Tree, Mew, and Lucario were right there on the table. It was also within Rope's expectations that the dream energy would be able to lure a weaker Darkrai. So it really wasn't that much trouble for the paper to come. At most, Rope had fought more fights with and against others at the time.
Emm, he wasn't very strong at the time, and was more of a beaten up guy, but he could wear people down. Like when he fought Darkrai at the time, he wore Darkrai down until he was off his game, and that's when he beat Darkrai up and left precious pictures.
And the writing of the paper actually he didn't interfere much, he just wrote a first draft and then it was Daisy's revision.
So the second author of the paper was Daisy, and the corresponding author was Professor Oak.
But when they uploaded the paper, they both removed their names...
In the words of Professor Oak.
"Sometimes there are people who help you just to see you get the glory all to yourself."
Rope still can't forget Daisy and Professor Oak's smiling faces at that time.
Rope just felt like his insides were turning inside out, and it was hard to resist the urge to cry out.
Suddenly he thought of another name...and then jerked back with a shudder...
Whitley looked at Rope, who was lost in thought, and shook his head helplessly. After spending some time together, Whitley had also figured out Rope's problem...this guy really didn't know where or when he was lost in thought...
It's a good thing that he's still focused during the fights, otherwise this guy would have had to yell "Good job!" after Growlithe and the others won. or something like that. The standard nice type of player.
However, looking at Rope's somewhat moved expression, Whitley didn't rush him, but quietly waited for him to return to his senses.
After a while, Rope came back to his senses and said to Whitley in embarrassment, "Sorry, got lost in thought again."
Whitley gave him a blank stare then said, "Enough about that, are you ready for what you're going to say?"
Rope rubbed his chin and thought for a moment then said, "I basically have a draft. In addition to what was already in the paper I can take the events of Alamos Town to aid in arguing my theory. But it's really important to organize the language. After all, the Alamos Town thing was all about which two guys from the Twin Dragons of Time and Space made a mess of it."
Whitley nodded noncommittally and said, "It's good that you have a bellyful of ideas, there will probably be quite a few more things like this in the future, so you should prepare first. I'll return the dinner plates to Miss Joy first. I'll be back later to give you a lecture idea from Professor Juniper."
With that, he quickly cleared away the things on the table and walked out the door with the dinner tray.
Rope watched Whitley's back as he left with a sigh of relief, then tackled Rotom as he did so, then flipped through his contacts.
"Ahhhhh! Don't! What are you doing! Where are you touching! You animal! Loto!"
Rotom began a ghostly cry that was quite misleading as to its content.
Rope slammed his hand on Rotom's back cover and said rather helplessly, "Can't you look at any less of this abnormal stuff? Do you believe I'm going to cut off the electricity and internet for you???"
"Please do not, I won't do it again, please believe me." Rotom said so in a flat but sincere tone and at a very fast pace. The desire to survive was overflowing...
Helplessly holding his forehead, Rope also finally found that name in his address book and dialed it silently.
With a mental note in his stomach, the person on the other end was quick to pick up. A man with short brown hair, wearing a white lab coat with eyes that looked rather vicissitudes appeared in the screen.
The man saw Rope and said happily, "It's Rope! I'll take a look at your paper. It's really brilliant and groundbreaking. So, if Mew and Ditto both transformed into other Pokémon and laid eggs, what kind of eggs would they lay? And..."
So right off the bat, the man did a three-minute monologue...
Rope smiled as he listened to the man's rant. Finally... after the man finished his rant he spoke, "Senior Elm! I'm here to ask you a favor!"
Professor Elm's attention was quickly diverted before he asked, "What kind of favor? Speak up! As long as Senior can help! There will be absolutely no excuses!"
Rope also didn't politely talk to him, and directly said, "I've taken in a student on my side, and I'd like to ask for a Snivy's egg for her."
Professor Elm patted his chest and said, "Small problem, Senior doesn't have much else here, but enough eggs!"
How posh! These Pokémon eggs were no ordinary goods. Only a professor like Professor Elm, who specialized in egg sets, could say such words.
Moreover, Professor Elm naturally knew that since Rope had begged for his head, it was only natural that he wanted the best!
"Do you want to bring your disciple along to pick it out?" Professor Elm asked enthusiastically.
"No, just mail it over, I have a lecture at Celadon University tomorrow. I don't have time to run around these days." Rope was quite a bit embarrassed.
"It's fine, it's fine! A lecture, huh! That's even better! I'll send it over to you tomorrow! "Professor Elm lit up at Rope's words and hurriedly said.
"Er, I have no problem here. You just discuss it with Celadon University's side." Rope of course welcomed Professor Elm, in the end this one was also a proper own person.
"Okay, it's settled! I'll be there tomorrow. I'll make some preparations first, and then I'll give you a big surprise!" After saying that, Professor Elm quickly hung up the phone.
Rope, confused, shook his head and thought no more about it.
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Johto Elm Institute
After Professor Elm hung up the phone, he quickly clicked on another group chat called "Seekers" and sent a message.
"Tomorrow Professor Rope will have an open class at Celadon University!"
He started a lead, and then the group exploded...
Professor Elm smiled brightly, and Gold, who came over to help on the side with goggles and a pool cue, asked, "Uncle Elm! What are you happy about?"
Professor Elm smiled and looked at Gold and said, "Go, go, go, let's go pick out a Snivy's egg, and tomorrow you'll take me to meet someone!"