If you came to the real Pokémon world and there was no system, would you feel that you couldn't survive? Okay, just kidding. If you come to the world of Pokémon, do you want to be: a person like Ash ketchum who aims to be a Pokémon master, a person like goh who aims to collect all the illustrated books, or a... what? | have no idea. But l welcome you to talk to me. As for me coming to such a world, what Would l do? The answers are all in this book. How about you come with me and enjoy the Pokémon world in my mind? ps: It's a bit slow, but the plot design will be as rigorous and This novel is not mine, and I just want to help translate it. raws: https://fanqienovel.com/page/7081635279655668773 author: 眼泪拌饭 (Tears Bibimbap) patreon: patreon.com/Leviathan97163 patreon read latest chapters
Following the kleavor, Yang Yan cautiously walked into the cave.
He had just fought a battle with Durant in the cave, so even with the Kleavor in front of him, he did not dare to relax at all.
This cave was different from the one just now. There were obvious signs that it had been artificially repaired. Not a lot of space, but good air circulation.
Yang Yan took out the flashlight again and scanned briefly in other directions but found no problems. The cave was not deep, and Yang Yan and the others only walked for more than a minute before reaching the end.
As far as the eye could see, a wooden box appeared very conspicuously on a stone table in front. The Kleavor pointed at the table and motioned for Yang Yan to go over and take a look.
Yang Yan was very confused and couldn't figure out what was going on, but the answer must be in the box in front of him. When he opened the box, what he saw was just a slightly more high-end space backpack than the one he used, but nothing else.
"It seems that the answer lies in this space bag."
Yang Yan took the bag out of the box and began to take out the contents at the same time. There were very few things, or in other words, apart from some personal supplies and field supplies, there was only a notepad and an iron box. He still couldn't figure it out.
At this time, Kleavor came over and pointed at the notepad held by Yang Yan.
"It seems that what you want to tell me should be in this notepad, right?"
Kleavor nodded, then walked aside and began to sit down and rest. It seemed that it wanted to wait for Yang Yan to finish reading before speaking.
Yang Yan sat on the stone bench next to the stone platform, glanced at Butterfree, then opened his notepad and started reading.
After about half an hour, Yang Yan finally figured out what was going on.
The owner of this space bag was named Kudoji. Just as he thought, he was indeed one of the participants in the trial, but he came three years ago! His experience was similar to that of others who were inadvertently brought here by Lugia, and there was nothing else of note.
But the difference between him and Yang Yan was that he went to an island with a large number of flying Pokémon. After he arrived, he was told everything by a Noctowl that had lived for an unknown length of time.
After that, he made the same choice as Yang Yan, hoping to escape as soon as possible. However, his luck wasn't good because he didn't have a water-type Pokémon, and was assigned to be tested here.
Kudo Haru was a genuine high-level strength trainer. He had two high-level Pokémon: Magmar and typhlosion. He also had three others, namely the intermediate-level Machoke and Scyther, and the elementary-level Flareon.
It was obvious that Kudoji specialized in using fire-type Pokémon. This was tragic because fire-types are weak against the large number of ground and rock Pokémon here, and his food supplies were even less than Yang Yan's—only five days' worth. The final result was... devastating.
At this point, some might say, how could he not find food with two high-level Pokémon? And even if he couldn't, he could kill wild Pokémon to survive, right?
Indeed, Kudoji didn't worry about this problem at first. He thought the same—if the food ran out, he would kill wild Pokémon. If there was no water, he would just refill from the river.
While searching for water, he accidentally discovered a whirlpool's mouth, but it turned out to be the territory of two elite Tyranitar! Kudoji only saw one at first, so even though it was at the elite level, he felt capable of fighting. Plus, the way out was right in front of him. How could he give up?
So, he boldly challenged this Tyranitar! At first, the battle went well. Even though his main Pokémon were disadvantaged, he nearly defeated Tyranitar at the cost of severe injuries to Magmar and Machoke.
Why "nearly"? Because at that moment, another Tyranitar appeared!
In the chaos, typhlosion and Scyther were gravely injured, and magmar was killed on the spot!
In the end, Kudoji only escaped because Machoke sacrificed itself to block the attacks. This battle nearly wiped out Kudoji's years of hard work as a trainer.
Although Scyther eventually recovered, Typhlosipn succumbed to its injuries and died here.
The successive deaths of his Pokémon, along with the despair of being unable to escape, finally broke his spirit. Half a month later, he died of starvation.
However, Kudoji seemed to have accepted his fate long before. He instructed Flareon to burn his body after his death, place his ashes in a box, and write down his experiences. His final wish was for someone to find him and take his ashes back to his hometown in Goldenrod City, Johto Region, to give to his parents.
After reading everything, Yang Yan sighed unconsciously.
"Is this the cruelty of this world?"
Yang Yan looked up at the darkening sky: "I used to see on TV or the news how many trainers died or disappeared every year. I'd occasionally see missing person notices. I cared, but it always seemed distant. I never expected that today, I'd meet someone like that—a trainer who tragically lost their life while traveling..."
Yang Yan glanced at the iron box, now knowing that it contained Kudo Haru's ashes. "Trainer Kudo, don't worry. If I, Yang Yan, can make it out, I will take you back to your hometown!"
Then, a complex expression appeared on his face. "But if I can't make it out like you..."
The mood grew heavier, and even Butterfree, Starmie, and Meditite standing nearby could sense Yang Yan's sadness and came to comfort him.
Yang Yan patted Butterfree's head and forced a smile. "Don't worry, I'm not that fragile yet."
"Butterfree," it chirped, clearly concerned.
"Okay, okay, I believe we'll make it out!" Yang Yan reassured them.
After regaining his composure, Yang Yan looked again at the Kleavor sitting beside him. The Kleavor had been watching Yang Yan closely since he closed the notepad but hadn't interrupted while Yang Yan was speaking to his Pokémon. The scene reminded Kleavor of its own time with Kudoji.
Yang Yan spoke to Kleavor: "You must be Kudoji's Scyther, right?"
The reason for asking this was clear: among Kudo Haru's Pokémon, only Scyther and Flareon had survived. The Pokémon before him could only be Kudoji's Scyther, evolved into a Kleavor.
The Kleavor nodded in confirmation.