Rebirth of Sakagi: Cross-push the world of elves

Kandu, Changqing City.

In the slums of the West District, Sakaki woke up quietly.

The stench in the air violently stimulated his nerves. His stomach acid surged, and he wanted to vomit but had nothing to throw up.

Resisting the discomfort, he stood up and looked around, but the scene around him made him unable to turn around for a while.

In his field of vision, he was in a messy pile of garbage.

Not far away, a few wet mice were rummaging for food.

The thin and tattered clothes could not protect him from the severe cold in this winter, and the biting coldness rushed straight into Sakaki's mind.

It must have just rained. The turbid and sour sewage squeezed out of the garbage he dropped when he stood up, and flowed down his bony legs.

The hungry right hand tightly grasped a red and white ball.

The fingertips are white and the veins are prominent.

Tianchao has lived a stable life for more than 20 years. He probably has only seen this kind of scene in film and television works.

His head was buzzing, and Sakaki, who was confused about the situation, squinted his eyes and tilted his head.

Bewildered and a little at a loss...

Just as he was about to recall, his head felt like a needle pricking him, causing severe pain, followed by a large number of unfamiliar memories.

After a long time, the boy finally made a move.

He propped himself up with his right arm, rubbed his temple with his left hand, looked at the elf ball in his hand and the surrounding scene in disbelief, and murmured softly:

"Fuck..."

"I traveled through time!?"

According to the fused memories, this boy's name is Sakaki, and he is an orphan living nearby.

On weekdays, I make a living by collecting scraps, but I can barely survive.

But just today, when he was rummaging through the trash can as usual, he saw a red and white ball.

Although the shell was somewhat damaged and the surface had become fragmented, it was exactly the Poké Ball he had dreamed of.

In his memory, Sakaki carefully took out the broken Poké Ball, treating it like the most precious treasure in the world, and gently wiped the stains on its surface.

An innocent smile that he hadn't seen for a long time appeared on his face.

This scene happened to be seen by another scavenger not far away.

Greed and cruelty were evident at that moment.

The two fisted each other to the flesh, fighting for their lives.In the end, Sakaki fought tooth and nail to protect his hope.

However, although he barely managed to fight away his colleague who was much taller than him, he also lost his life as a result.

When he woke up again, he was already another soul, and this soul came from the earth.

Thinking of this, Sakaki couldn't help but feel chilly in his heart. Although the young man didn't know the principle of keeping wealth secret, he lost his life directly because of it. It seemed that the world was much more dangerous than he thought.

As an anime fan in his previous life, he is also full of longing and yearning for this world out of his understanding and love for Pokémon.

But he could never have imagined this situation.

For these people, who are at the bottom of society, the most direct way to change their destiny is to conquer an elf and join the profession of trainer.

Trainers are the mainstream in this world!

Although trainers are also divided into three, six or nine levels, the life of even the lowest trainer is something that they at the bottom of society cannot achieve even if they work hard all their lives.

'But, shouldn't the Sakaki in my impression be the boss of Team Rocket?Although he is still young, his mother founded the Rockets, so he should be the crown prince of the Rockets, right? ! '

Touching his smooth chin, he was a little troubled by his current situation.

After thinking about it again and again, I thought it might just be the same name, so Sakaki no longer struggled with the issue of origin.

He glanced at the elf ball in his hand and felt some comfort in his heart.

Fortunately, his predecessor left him some legacy.

Sakaki stood up slowly, spat out the blood foam from his mouth, and tapped the bulge in the middle of the Poké Ball with his hand.

But it was unclear whether it was broken or whether the Pokémon was not captured. The Pokémon ball in his hand did not respond at all.

His excited heart suddenly became cold, and the beautiful fantasy of coming to the world of Pokémon collapsed like a bubble, leaving only anxiety and fear!

'Could it be that the Poké Ball that my predecessor fought for with his life to keep was actually just a waste product? '

Although there is extreme reluctance in my heart, this is a bloody fact.

In the past fourteen or five years, he had been frugal and saved through various methods. The savings he had saved in various ways were only three or four hundred alliance coins, which was still far from enough to buy a Poké Ball.

The official guide price of the Poké Ball is 1000 yuan, which is a sky-high price for people like them who are barely making ends meet.

Moreover, civilians like them who do not have trainer qualifications can only buy Poké Balls through shady channels.

And that will cost even more.

One can imagine how precious the elf ball in front of him is to him.

'What are you kidding! '

Thinking of this, Sakaki still didn't give up. He looked at the elf ball in front of him with a complicated expression: 'Or maybe the elf ball can be used, but I need to conquer a Pokémon? '

But the money he has saved so far is far from enough to buy Poké Balls, let alone Pokémon.

Even the most rubbish unicorn insect in the eyes of trainers costs 1 yuan in alliance coins. This is the lowest price and there is no room for further negotiation.

Although Pokémon like this may seem weak, they usually live in groups in the wild.

Moreover, this weakness is only for trainers.Civilians like them have to be extremely careful when facing the silkworms or poisonous needles.

The number of people who die every year due to capturing wild Pokémon has remained high, and this is exactly why.

Sakaki felt a little helpless, but he decided to leave here first.

The man just now probably won't give up this opportunity to change his fate. It is very dangerous for him to continue to stay here.

Following the memory in his mind, Sakaki staggered to an abandoned shabby house.

This is where he has always rested.

Sakaki's savings from picking up scraps over the years are all hidden here.

He took out the red cloth bag behind the stone bricks on the wall, opened it and counted it, it was less than four hundred alliance coins.

The reason why there are so few is also because the homeless people in the slums have always had an oppressive attitude towards orphans like them. Once they sell some scraps, they will always come and rob them.

After all, it's easier to rob a child of money than to make money yourself.

Weak orphans like them have no organizational skills and cannot unite to resist oppression, so they have always been oppressed.

Thinking about the current situation, Sakaki felt that the first priority was to find out whether this thing could be used, and to quickly conquer a Pokémon.

After all, in this dangerous world, the power of Pokémon can best bring people a sense of security.