Pokémon Dream Walker

Shang He couldn't help but complain about the original owner again.

Miyamoto Kamiga was addicted to practicing swordsmanship. He had nothing but swords. He didn't even have a TV at home, and he had very little understanding of the outside world.

Fortunately, a casual conversation with the doctor allowed him to roughly determine the time.

No matter which elf world we are in, the story of the Kalos region, the Alola region... must not have begun yet.

There is a high probability that the Sinnoh region is just an undercurrent, and the drama has not yet begun.

Now there is only one problem left.

Which elf world are you in?

Are the protagonists the holders of the illustrations, or the silly things with the skin gods?

Maybe you should go to Luzi Town and have a look.

Judge the world you live in based on the existence of the "Trio".

"Dream Chaser" Blake has been smart since he was a child, but he is the only protagonist who clearly aims to become the champion.

If he exists, then by determining his age, the black and white plot time can be determined.

But if it’s a world where a silly person is the protagonist, then I don’t say anything, and the anime doesn’t need logic.

Why bother confirming the time?

Wouldn't it be nice to lie down and wait for the start of the Pokémon World Championship to become one of the "Eight Masters"?

cough cough...

The above is purely subjective. Dandi, Adu, and Zhulan are three insurmountable mountains.

At this time, the young doctor had already packed up.

There is a layer inside the white square metal medicine box, the outer layer is filled with finely crushed boulders, and a tube of processed blood is placed in the inner layer.

Returning to the table, he fastened the medicine box and pushed it in front of Shang He.

"It's done, don't open it again in the meantime, remember to store it in a cool place, but the shelf life is only three days."

"Within this time limit, you must find the master pharmacist, or hand it over to the police and ask them to help you identify the poison. They may be able to identify the murderer."

"Remember, the toxins in your body are about to be eliminated, and this blood tube is the only evidence!"

"Of course, if you don't care, just pretend I didn't say anything. You just need to be wary in the future to avoid being poisoned again."

The doctor adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and smiled with interest.

"I wonder if you will be as lucky as this time and survive the stage of death due to poisoning?"

Shang He felt awe-inspiring and shook his head fearfully.

Don't look at things as troublesome, but you must get to the bottom of it, know what the poison is, and understand how you were infected.

He didn't want to die in confusion like the original owner.

"Doctor, what about the residual toxins in my body?"

"Don't worry, it has long since lost its efficacy and will be excreted from the body through metabolism. No need for further management."

The young doctor adjusted his glasses and gave instructions with a smile.

"Go back and eat well, sleep well, and exercise more. A strong physique may have saved you."

"Thank you doctor."

"Well, Cheng Hui pays 800 yuan. This is my private work. You don't need to go to the hospital's account. Just pay me directly."

Shang He:......

After enduring the pain and bleeding, Shang He left the hospital with the medicine box in his arms, planning to eat first and then visit the gym leader.

YoYo…

The feeble whisper of the single sword scabbard came to my ears.

When he turned around to look, he could see its one eye turning aggrievedly, and looking at the passers-by with a stern look.

Shang He was startled, and another trouble hit his head.

This guy is hungry!

This guy wants to taste some life essence!

How to do?

This is a living elven world of flesh and blood!

Not in the game.

Just catch whatever elves you like, fight monsters and level up, and then study their characters, matching moves, and props. You don’t need to pay attention to anything else.

In reality, the first thing a trainer faces is how to feed the elves.

Among them, the ghost type is the most troublesome.

Their diets are varied, including those that eat gold nuggets, those that eat souls, those that eat nightmares, those that eat life essence...

Elf food instead?

Yes, but there is a prerequisite. This elf must first have a mouth.

Look at the scabbard...

"Two options."

"First, let it suck my life essence, or find some blind gangsters, but you must learn to cut leeks, and you can't fish dry."

"However, this is only a temporary solution and cannot last long."

"If people know that I feed people to ghosts, if things get serious and the characterization becomes worse, I might be wanted by the police."

"Second, go search for information and ask the ghost master for advice on how to properly raise a single sword scabbard." Seven

I have a decision in my mind.

Shang He looked at the scabbard apologetically and said, "Bear with it a little longer, and I will find a way to get you some food later."

YoYo…

The single scabbard shook the sword and he readily agreed, making Shang He heave a sigh of relief.

After this incident, he was embarrassed to go to eat alone. He followed the street signs and headed to the port street with his single scabbard.

Along this famous street in the elf world, you can go directly to the Sky Arrow Bridge area, and further north you can find the Poison System Gym.

Call the police?

Shang He thought about it and decided to forget it.

As long as the person is not dead, it is not a big deal. This is a common rule in both worlds. It is estimated that the police officers in the other world will not find anything to investigate and the case will be closed hastily.

There is also the possibility of alerting the enemy.

Moreover, if nothing is found after turning it over to the police station with just such "evidence", it will be in vain.

He prefers to find the truth on his own.

The original owner had no impression of the gym.

But after arriving in the nearby area, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and even if you have a mouth, you can still ask for directions.

Little did Shang He know that he was being targeted when he just left the hospital.

……

YoYo!

The single scabbard made a sudden sound.

Shang He paused in his steps, raised his hand and put it on the hilt of the sword, connecting with Du Sword Sheath.

His brows furrowed slightly.

After pondering for a few breaths, he temporarily changed his route and turned towards a remote alley.

between two skyscrapers.

There is no sunlight in the narrow alley, which is dark and gloomy. The ground is covered with domestic garbage, and the environment is very dirty.

Suddenly someone broke in.

The aboriginal people were running around, mostly Ladas and Broken Bags, scratching the plastic bags until they made a "swish-swish-" sound.

When he reached the middle of the narrow alley, Shang He stopped.

Pat... Pat...

The sound of footsteps came from behind, blocking the entrance to the alley.

Shang He was not surprised. He turned to look behind him and looked at the two angry young men blocking the road.

Trendy hair styles;

leather biker jacket;

ripped jeans;

Purple skull badge.

Dressed in such a unified way, it is obvious that they are not ordinary gangsters. Even the original owner has heard of the reputation of these guys.

The Poisonous Gang!

A gangster organization in Feiyun City, involved in some underground industries that cannot be promoted.

For example, collecting protection fees, stealing dock goods, selling white powder...

If you dare to get involved in this kind of thing, you will naturally be protected by force. All members of the gang are elf trainers.

Black-eyed crocodile!

Slippery boy!

This is the elf standing in front of two gangsters.

He was probably caught from the No. [-] North Road in Feiyun City. He had a ruffian look on his face like his owner, staring at Shang He eager to try.

"What do you mean? Instead of collecting protection money, you stopped and robbed someone? If you are caught on this crime, the sentence will be serious."

One of the gangsters, named Jones, smiled maliciously and said: "It seems that you know the reputation of our Poison Gang, so there is no need to waste words with you. Hurry up and take out some money to honor us. You guys are in a good mood today." Just let you go!"

Knock!

Burp!

The two elves looked fierce, and then made threatening calls.

The other man’s name was Abel.

He stared at the metal box in Shang He's arms, his eyes full of inquisitiveness: "The box is very exquisite. It must contain good things, right? How can you not share such a good treasure with others? Send it over quickly so that you can learn more. .”

"Ha ha!"

Shang He had a sneer on his face, worried that he had nowhere to vent his grievances.

"When you feel sleepy, someone will give you a pillow!"

"Today I will teach you a lesson to these urban cancers and leave you with some profound lessons to see if you dare to be arrogant and domineering in the future!"

The two of them dared to follow up and block Shang He because they were very confident in their own strength and did not show any signs of weakness.

Jones sneered: "I'm not afraid of flashing my tongue when I talk big. I'll slap you hard on the face later, see if you can still laugh?"

Abel didn't talk nonsense, and pointed his finger at the metal box in Shang He's arms.

"If he doesn't give it to us, he will take it himself. Let's see what good things he has on him. This treasure box is of extraordinary quality. There might be some elf props in it!"

"Let's do it together!"

"That's right! Do it!"

Jones responded, with a greedy look in his eyes, and ordered the elves to attack first.

"Black-eyed crocodile, bite!"

"Slippery boy, headbutt!"

The two gangsters did not spare any effort and launched two shockingly powerful killing moves.

The black-eyed crocodile took the first step, moved its legs and crawled forward quickly, opening its long snout filled with black air to bite.

Slippery Boy followed closely behind, his smooth head flying like a cannonball.

Clang!

There was a flash of cold light in the dark environment, and the sword was already unsheathed.

The scabbard was pierced into one side of the wall like a hammer, and the small metal box was thrown up in the air and landed on the wide scabbard under the control of the shadow.

Shang He reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

A feeling of arm-like command came to his heart, and the kendo memories in his mind were integrated together, turning him into a kendo master.

Faced with an attack without any structure in front of him, he did not hesitate to choose a simple and crude display flow.

Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, he raised the sword high.

"Continuous cut!"

The violent roars were like tongue-splitting spring thunder, echoing in the alleys one after another, and the people who were shocked by the sudden shock were stunned.

The jade light shines on the blade of the sword, making it even more extraordinary.

The black-eyed crocodile has come close, and the ferocious crocodile's mouth is enlarged in front of the eyes. Black mist surrounds the crocodile's mouth, releasing endless malice.

Cut diagonally from above!

Big cassock cut!

Insects defeat evil, double blow!

Bleeding.

Miserable howls resounded in the alley, and the black-eyed crocodile flew out, glistening drops of blood splashing to the ground.

"Black-eyed crocodile!"

Immediately afterwards, Abel also cried out in grief.

"Slippery boy!"

It turns out that it was his elf who also killed Shang He.

The Slippery Kid was knocked out with a headbutt. The Black-Eyed Crocodile had not fallen far, and he had no time to react when he was robbed.

"Cut again!"

Another low drink.

The jade light shines brightly on the sword's blade, and its power doubles out of thin air.

Following his muscle memory, Shang He counterattacked with his sword, causing the front edge of the sword to collide with Slippery Boy's fierce headbutt.

Gain another advantage.

Blood splashed.

The Slippery Boy was sent flying, following in the footsteps of the Black-Eyed Crocodile.

It only takes a moment.

The two little ones fell in the alley, their bodies trembling, and they moaned in their throats. They couldn't get up for a while, and they had lost their ability to fight.

The initiator had a happy look on his face.

"Shu Tan!"

"happy!"

"Enjoyed!"

"Is this the joy of a fighter? Is this the achievement of KOing the elves in my physical body?"

The hearty laughter made the two gangsters freeze up, and they looked at Shang He like they were devils.