Chapter 11 Teacher Position!

As an ecology teacher, Hu Yang didn't have classes every day. On days when there were no classes, he would head to the library to borrow books related to Pokémon and then bring them back to his dormitory to read. Cramorant would stand beside him, occasionally using its beak to groom its feathers or staring into the distance with a vacant expression.

Hu Yang wasn't sure what Cramorant's daily routine had been like when it was wild. However, his Cramorant seemed to stay up late every night, just like a cat. Hu Yang would often put down his book and turn off the lamp, and Cramorant would close its eyes and settle down for the night.

This routine gave Hu Yang a feeling of being a cat owner. Back in his previous life, he had owned a cat during his school days. That cat had a habit of sitting on his papers while he was studying at night, sometimes even snoring loudly. Even when he started working, the cat would climb onto his keyboard while he was using the computer. Eventually, the cat had passed away from old age, and Hu Yang had buried it along with its favorite cat toy under a tree, mourning its loss for a long time.

Hu Yang scratched Cramorant's chin, carried the sleepy Pokémon to bed, and then went to the bathroom to wash up. Cramorant opened its eyes briefly, still wearing its usual vacant expression, before closing them again upon recognizing its trainer.

With Cramorant as his constant companion, Hu Yang was quickly becoming well-versed in the knowledge of this world. His transformation from a thirty-year-old man to a ten-year-old had not only changed his appearance but also restored his memory to its peak state.

Initially, when he had first crossed over, his goal had been simply to find a job that could provide him with enough to eat. However, his goal had since evolved, and now he aimed to witness the grandeur of the Pokémon world for himself. But before he could embark on such adventures, he needed to save up.

The next morning, Hu Yang received notice that the school would be arranging a field trip for the teachers and students to Petalburg Woods for an observation of wild Pokémon ecology. As the ecology teacher, he was among the first to be included in the lineup of teachers for the trip.

Hu Yang couldn't help but wonder if there were enough teachers to accompany all the students on this outing. After all, Petalburg Woods was known for its abundance of wild Pokémon, and ensuring the safety of the students was paramount.

Nishida Gang, who was already prepared for the trip, reassured him, saying, "Don't worry, not all the classes are going. Only a few second-grade classes are participating."

With that assurance, Hu Yang felt relieved. He nominated himself as a teacher for the field trip but also reminded them, "I'm not a trainer. I don't have much combat capability."

Nishida Gang, with a confident pat on his chest, reassured him, "Don't worry, I'm a trainer who participated in the Pokemon Alliance Tournament!"

Hu Yang was intrigued. "How did you do in the tournament?"

Nishida Gang's smile faltered slightly, and he awkwardly replied, "I did pretty well, of course. Who do you think I am?"

Hu Yang raised an eyebrow, clearly not convinced.

Suddenly, Rika, who was carrying a backpack, joined the conversation with a smile. "Don't pay attention to his boasting. He only made it to the preliminary round, and then he got eliminated."

Nishida Gang felt like the air had been sucked out of his lungs and tried to save face, saying, "You promised not to reveal that!"

Before things could escalate further, Rika redirected their attention. "Let's get going. The students are ready."

The three of them were assigned to the same class for the field trip. Hu Yang walked on the left side of the student lineup, taking the opportunity to educate the children about safety precautions in the field. He warned them about the potential dangers of wild Pokémon and advised them on what to do if they encountered aggressive Pokémon like Beedrill.

One curious boy asked, "Teacher, is it really that dangerous?"

Hu Yang nodded, his expression serious. "It can be. I hope you all remember that the Pokémon world is fascinating, but not all Pokémon are as friendly as Eevee and Skitty. Some Pokémon are territorial, and if humans invade their territory, they might attack you even if you mean no harm. It's their survival instinct."

He continued, "So, I hope you all remember that when you're ten years old and traveling outside, your first priority is to protect yourselves. Then, if you're lucky, you might encounter new Pokémon companions."

The boy listened intently and responded with determination, "Thank you, Teacher. I'll remember."

Hu Yang patted the boy's head, appreciating their curiosity and eagerness to learn.

Another student asked, "Teacher, you're the same age as us. How do you know so much?"

Hu Yang smiled, "Because I've experienced it firsthand. I once accidentally entered a Beedrill's territory and got stung while escaping. I was fortunate to find a river to escape the attack."

The students were captivated, wanting to hear more. "And then?"

Hu Yang continued, "Then I met a kind-hearted Minccino who gave me a Berry that could detoxify the poison and helped me recover. Without its help, I might not be here today."

The students were enthralled by the story. One girl exclaimed, "That's amazing!"

As they chatted, the group arrived at Petalburg Woods, and the number of wild Pokémon sightings gradually increased. They encountered Pokémon like Weedle, Caterpie, and Shroomish along the way.

At noon, they set up a picnic in a clearing. Hu Yang placed Cramorant on the ground, took out the pre-prepared food from his backpack, and laid it out on a tablecloth.

While setting up, Hu Yang suddenly felt like someone was watching him. He paused for a moment and looked around but didn't see anything unusual.

Cramorant, with its usual vacant expression, glanced around as well, seemingly uninterested.

Hu Yang thought Cramorant might want to fly off and catch some fish, so he cautioned it, "Don't wander off today."

With that, he tore up some food and offered it to Cramorant, saying, "Open your mouth, ahh!"

In a nearby tree, a Ralts clung to a branch, relieved that it hadn't been discovered. It watched the humans below and the food they were enjoying with curious fascination.