The flying king of a certain Pokémon

However, according to Murphy's Law, the less you want something to happen, the more it will happen.

When the middle-aged boy and his little friend with Charmander and Yan Pengyu met again at the door of the same room in the dormitory.The three of them fell directly into an embarrassing situation where they peeped at each other.

"Kuhahaha, Master of Gale Wings, I never thought we would meet again here. I am the Lord of the Deep Sea—hey!"

When the boy with the Jenny Turtle suddenly posed in front of Yan Pengyu to deliver the second grade quotations, the boy with Charmander mercilessly gave him a knife in the head.

"Don't pay attention to this person, he is still undergoing treatment in the late stage of the second disease. It seems that we live in the same dormitory. My name is Han Qiu. As for this idiot...you can just call him Zijun."

"Ah, my friend, why are you so rude? My real name should be..."

"If you do this again, I will call you by your full name in the future!"

"Please don't!"

The boy with the second-year illness was trying to resist, but the moment he heard Han Qiu want to call him by his full name, he immediately put away his second-year expression.

Yan Pengyu felt very strange, what kind of name would make the symptoms of this boy with the second illness subside in an instant.

Zijun, sounds like a very elegant name, shouldn't it be strange?

"Uh...my name is Yan Pengyu, and you two have a really good relationship."

Hearing what Yan Pengyu said, Han Qiu's expression instantly became sad.

"Let's say we played together since childhood..."

"We are comrades in arms who have spent nine years in the endless abyss together!"

Yan Pengyu understood that the two should have known each other since elementary school, and they were still classmates until now.

In a sense, it is also very predestined.

And even the initial Pokémon are Charmander and Squirrel... If this world is a novel, then the two of them are probably the protagonists, right?

But Yan Pengyu thought about it carefully. If this is a novel, such a setting should happen to a man and a woman. At the same time, as a childhood sweetheart, he needs to meet a heroine from heaven who is a serious threat to his status. …

It's a pity that there is no if, these two are just living treasures, and their dormitory life in the future should be very colorful.

After a brief self-introduction, the three of them walked into the room together, each tidying up their things beside the bed with their names written on them.

"But shouldn't four people live in the dormitory? What about the remaining one? Are you late?"

Yan Pengyu suddenly discovered a problem. The dormitories of Pokémon School are all four people living in one room.There are four bunk beds in a room, the upper bunk is a sleeping bed, and the lower bunk is a desk.

And there are only a few minutes to go to the playground to gather. If you haven't arrived at this time, you will probably be late.

"Late on the first day? Can't it be?"

Han Qiu couldn't believe it. This was the Pokémon School. He had to go through a lot of hard work and some luck to get into the school.How can someone be late on the first day?

"Hmph, the road must be haunted by evil spirits from the abyss."

Maybe it means you're stuck in traffic?

"Hey! I'm right in front of you! And when you performed art at the door just now, I walked through your advanced room!"

The remaining person finally couldn't take it anymore, he jumped up and down and shouted at the three of them.

"When did you show up!?" x3

"I told you I was in the room all the time!"

Yan Pengyu didn't notice his existence until that person took the initiative to speak out.

At that time, he was an ordinary-looking boy, and the Pokémon he was carrying was also an ordinary Frog Seed...

This is not ordinary at all!The wonderful frog seed of one of the three imperial families!Even if it is the cheapest among the Yusan, the reference price given by the cultivation center is over ten million yuan.

Speaking of which, why did my own dormitory gather all the Yusan families?And he is the only one with the cheapest Bobo.

"My name is Qin Feng, hello."

Qin Feng offered to extend his hand, and Yan Pengyu shook his hand in embarrassment.

After all, he was in the room, and it was too much for the three of them not to see him.

And this kind of name, isn't it usually the protagonist?

The protagonists of other people's houses are thrown into the crowd and cannot be recognized. How come you can't notice it as long as you don't speak?

Moreover, mediocre protagonists are no longer popular now. The current protagonist must at least be as handsome as Yan Pengyu, otherwise readers will not have a sense of substitution.

Yan Pengyu sighed inwardly. Sure enough, this world is not a novel, and it is impossible to follow the routine of the novel.

The bell rang, telling all the students to gather at the Pokémon School's playground.

The four people who shared the same bed also walked out of the room, joined the flow of people in the entire dormitory, and went to the playground together.

For a while, the spacious dormitory seemed a little crowded.

The rather disorganized crowd arrived at the playground and quickly dispersed into small groups of four.After all, most of them didn't know anyone when they entered school, and everyone instinctively gathered with the roommates they just met.

"What about Qin Feng? Did he get lost?"

Han Qiu discovered the problem, Qin Feng had disappeared!

You must know that the leaders of the whole school and the teachers in charge of the meeting were speaking at this gathering. If it is found that someone has not arrived, there will be very serious consequences!

"You are enough! I am obviously always by your side!"

Huh, I don't know why when he spoke, it was as if a person suddenly grew out of the open space next to him.

"Huh? Where did you grow from?"

Yan Pengyu was a little surprised, and accidentally asked what was in his heart.

"I told you I'm always by your side!"

As expected of a Pokémon school, the people here are really different, even when they become incompetent and furious, they can't attract the attention of other people except the three roommates they already know.

After a commotion, according to the class division situation known in advance, all the students were arranged in an irregular queue on the playground with the class as the unit.

The playground here is also completely different from ordinary schools. Not only does it have no football field and running track, but the ground is divided into different areas by white lines.

Yan Pengyu is very familiar with the appearance of these areas. Isn't this the venue for battles in Pokémon animations?Although he hasn't watched the entire animation, he still knows the general appearance of this kind of venue.

However, there is a rostrum in front of the playground, and the fact that the headmaster's speech on the rostrum makes people drowsy has not changed at all.

Yan Pengyu thought it was a bit fresh when he heard it at first. After all, the content was related to Pokémon and trainers.In the end, I didn't expect that the repeated words were still so routine, which was essentially no different from the speeches of the principals of ordinary schools.

Under the scorching sun of September 20, after listening to the principal's speech for more than [-] minutes under the sun, under Yan Pengyu's suspicious eyes, finally ushered in the moment when the principal finished his speech and walked off the podium.

Just when everyone in the playground looked at the host teacher expectantly, hoping to hear her announce that the morning meeting would be disbanded and that they could return to the class to start a happy and youthful life as a trainer, they heard something that shocked everyone. Sad news for all.

"Next, please teach the director to speak."

Under the watchful eyes of all the students in the school, the dean stepped onto the rostrum.

He is a tall, powerful middle-aged man, standing on the rostrum like a straight pine tree.

"27 minutes, do you know what time this is?"

After finishing this sentence in a low voice, he stared at the students on the playground without saying a word.

Everyone in the playground didn't know what he was talking about. Do you expect someone to argue with him in the morning meeting?But they racked their brains and searched all the events they learned in history class, but they didn't understand what the 27 minutes referred to.

Finally, a daring student couldn't help breaking the silence, and asked cautiously, "When did the principal speak just now?"

Hearing his words, the crowd could not help but chuckle a few times.Either way, this answer is outrageous.

Just as everyone was waiting for the dean to reprimand the student for a good show.Unexpectedly, the teaching director nodded slightly, and asked, "It feels like a long time has passed?"

"Correct!"

This time, there were more chattering voices, and more people couldn't help laughing.

Unexpectedly, this dean, who was guessed by many students to be a soldier, was so funny.

"It's been a long time. It's so long that I can't bear it anymore. To be honest, can you bear to waste such a long time?"

"cannot!"

This time, there were more students picking on each other, and the voices of laughter and whispering came and went one after another.

"No, the principal's speech is too long." The dean's voice suddenly increased a few decibels, "But this is also the time it took for you to gather!"

Suddenly, the playground was quiet.

The laughter and talking stopped abruptly, and only the chirping of cicadas from afar remained on the silent playground.

Everyone was overwhelmed by the aura erupted by the dean, and they didn't even dare to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Is it far from the dormitory to here? It will take you 27 minutes?"

The dean was still expressionless, but his questioning made Yan Pengyu feel chills in the summer of September.

"You are no longer ordinary students, you are trainers! From now on, you will face all kinds of natural disasters, wild Pokémon, and even hostile trainers!"

Looking at the complicated expressions of the students under the rostrum, the dean nodded slightly.Although most people were still confused, he did see a few firm eyes.These few people really understood what he wanted to express, and they must have their own goals.

"From tomorrow, assembly times must be within 8 minutes."

After saying this, he stepped off the rostrum.

The students on the playground remained motionless, and some even couldn't help but maintain a posture of standing at attention.

It hasn't been this quiet here since Pokémon School started.

Even the sound of cicadas in the distance has quietly stopped.