Sunlight shone through the window and into the small room.
Although the room was small, it was unusually clean. The blanket was folded like tofu. On the desk by the window, there was a backpack and a few books.
With a click, the door opened.
Yazawa walked in and took out a few pieces of paper from the desk. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and threw them into the trash can.
He opened his backpack and put the 300 yuan he had earned from the milk delivery today into it.
He raised his arm and looked at his watch that he had used for several years. It was only 7:20.
Yazawa hurriedly put the books on the desk into his backpack and ran out.
"Yazawa, you're here. Sit down and rest for a while. Your aunt is cooking. We can set off after breakfast.”
Juji stood at the door of his house, checking the clothes and tools in the car that he was going to bring to Nibi City. When he saw Yazawa, he put down what he was doing and let him in. He also took a bottle of orange juice from the fridge.
"Thank you, Uncle Chong-er."
Yazawa took the orange juice and thanked Juji.
"Haha, have you checked everything?”
"The examination is done."
Yazawa nodded.
Chongji smiled and said," Then you can sit down for a while. We'll set off after your Auntie Meixiang has prepared breakfast."”
"Alright."
The young man's name was Yazawa Shrine.
He was originally just an ordinary person on the Blue Planet, the kind that could not be found if he was thrown into a crowd.
However, in one night, Yazawa had transmigrated to the Pokémon world and possessed a seven-year-old boy who had died due to excessive grief.
As for why she was so sad…
When he was four years old, his father, who worked in a mine, died in a mine accident. His mother raised him alone until he was seven years old, causing him to die from overwork.
Although the original owner was too sad and Yazawa had inherited the original owner's memories, Yazawa was not affected too much.
As for Pokémon, it was also one of Yazawa's favorite anime when he was on Planet Blue. He still had a lot of discs he had bought at home and a lot of games on his phone.
Juji was Yazawa's father's co-worker.
Because they were both from Shinshin Town, they had a good relationship. After Yazawa's parents passed away, they took good care of him.
In the first few days of his transmigration, his parents passed away, he was poor, and he was in a strange yet familiar world. He was a little confused, but he was born with a heart, so he quickly adjusted himself.
Since he had transmigrated, he would take things as they came.
He could still vaguely remember when he was watching anime when he was young. He fantasized about coming to the Pokémon world, subduing all kinds of Pokémon, punching the dojo, kicking the Heavenly King, and then becoming a Pokémon Master.
Now that he had suddenly transmigrated to the Pokémon world, Yazawa was naturally unwilling to be ordinary. He naturally wanted to realize his childhood dream.
However, imagination was beautiful, but reality was cruel.
There was a huge difference between animation and reality.
There were countless incredible fairies in this world. They lived on land, in the sea, in the sky, and in the universe. Every little elf had magical and powerful powers, and the lives of little elves and humans were inseparable.
The fusion of elves and humans gave birth to a new profession for humans, which was the trainer. However, those who were qualified to own the initial Pokémon and become trainers were those who paid the trainer training fee to the Elf Alliance every year or had connections in the Alliance. There were only four ways for commoners to own a starter Pokémon. One was to cultivate a favorable impression of a wild Pokémon in the wild. When the favorable impression reached a certain level, they could try to invite the wild Pokémon to become their starter elf. This method was only possible for those who had a high affinity with wild Pokémon, and the success rate was low. After all, most Pokémon wanted to follow a strong trainer.(In the eyes of the elves, being strong meant defeating it.)
The second method was to buy a Pokémon in the shop. However, the cheap Pokémon in the shop had low potential, and the price of a Pokémon with good potential was too high to afford. As for the price of the three royal families, it was even more daunting for ordinary families.
The third method was to gain the recognition of those who had become trainers and receive gifts from them. The potential of the gifted sprite was also good or bad.
The fourth method was to join some organizations. Dark forces like the Rocket Team would be sent out by the organization, but most of them had average potential. Unless they were doing very well, it was impossible for them to stand out.
Yazawa had once fantasized that he had the protagonist's halo, and that he could shake his body, and all the mythical beasts would fall into his bowl.
However, reality gave him a hard slap.
Even if he went out into the wild to get close to those little Lada and Bobo, he would often be hunted down by them, leaving him covered in injuries, much less Godly Beasts and Quasi-Gods.
What? King Carp Fishing?
Putting aside the difficulty of the King Carp evolving into a Violent Carp Dragon, the fact that the King Carp could knock out Shizawa with a single slap of its tail when it jumped out of the water made Shizawa give up on the idea.
As for the trainer he knew…
Does a little retard who hasn't gotten Pikachu count?
This was because Yazawa had been hanging out with him for the past few years. Otherwise, they could only be considered as fellow countrymen.
After all, Yazawa was from a poor family that could not even be considered as an ordinary family. Among the people he knew, how could there be a trainer?
One had to know that Billy's family was at least rich in Zhenxin Town.
There were only four or five families that could drink real milk from big milk cans every day, and Billy's family was one of them. As for the others, they were just ordinary milk.
As for Shigeru, a rich kid from Dr. Oki's family, he looked down on Yazawa.
Yazawa naturally wouldn't stick his face to his cold butt.
In this way, the only way to obtain Pokémon was to buy it or join an organization.
The righteous organizations looked down on him, and the villain organizations had low potential for growth. They were still rats on the streets and everyone hated them, so he gave up on them.
Yazawa had no choice but to pay for it himself.
After sorting out his thoughts, Yazawa, who was only seven years old, started working part-time at the newspaper office and milk delivery shop in Shinshin Town. He tried his best to save money and took out a portion of the money he earned to buy some books on Pokémon identification, Pokémon breeding, and Pokémon feed production.
Fortunately, after the original father suffered a mine accident, the company compensated him with a sum of money. Although he used most of it, there was still a lot left, which allowed him to fully move from the beginning.
ten years to sharpen a sword.
Although Yazawa had only been sharpening his sword for five years, he was unusually serious. Perhaps it was because he had transmigrated, but he had learned Pokémon identification, Pokémon breeding, and feed production very quickly.
Yazawa was confident that he could apply for a job at a store that sold Pokémon and become a professional appraiser.
This was not an Apprentice, but a professional Apprentice!
This showed how confident Yazawa was in appraising Pokémon.
Today was the first day that Yazawa took the first step to becoming a Pokémon Master.
In a few days, Billy and the others would also go to Dr. Oki's research institute to receive their new Pokémon.
For this day, he had studied hard for five years, shuttling between the newspaper office and the milk delivery shop, and had saved 56,000 yuan. (Learning how to make Pokémon feed requires not only theoretical knowledge, but also practice.）
Although 56,000 yuan wasn't much, it was enough for him to buy a Poof, a Sparrow, a Mountain-Piercing Rat, and other magical items.
Yazawa was confident in his ability to appraise Pokémon. After all, how could a group of apprentices who inspected ordinary Pokémon items be better than him?
According to Yazawa's calculations, there should be more than 10,000 yuan left.
He could also buy a space backpack, some insect repellent spray, elf balls, antidotes, and other travel essentials.
After all, ordinary backpacks were useless on the road. Not only were they easily damaged, but their capacity was also very small. Just like the bag that Yazawa was carrying now, it only contained a few books, some clothes, money, and a few bags of food that Yazawa made himself, but it was already full.
Yazawa silently drank his orange juice. Not long after, Juji's wife, Mika, came out of the kitchen with some dishes.
"Yazawa is here."
Mika was a slightly plump middle-aged woman. She smiled gently and took care of Yazawa.
"Ah! Auntie Meixiang, let me help you."
Yazawa hurriedly stood up and wanted to go into the kitchen to help Mika bring out the dishes, but Mika waved her hand and refused.
"Yazawa, you don't have to serve the dishes. Just help me call Little Tree down. I'm afraid this brat is still watching TV.”
"It's fine, it's fine. I'll help you bring the dishes out first before calling Little Tree.”
Yazawa said as he ran to the kitchen. After running back and forth twice, he brought out all the dishes.
"Yazawa, sit down first. I'll call Little Tree down.”
Mika wiped her hands and said to Yazawa.
As soon as Meixiang left, she heard a loud roar. She grabbed a little boy's ear and walked down.
This little boy was Chong Er's son, Little Tree.
Meixiang told Xiaoshu to sit down obediently and went out to call Chonger in for dinner.
Seeing that Mika had left, Little Tree, who had just been obedient, immediately became restless.
"Brother Yazawa, are you really leaving Shinshin Town to become a trainer?”
Little Tree scratched his head and asked Shizawa.
"Yes."
Yazawa nodded. He had prepared for this day for five years.
"Brother Yazawa, when you become a trainer, can you give me a Pokémon?”
the sapling said.
He was already nine years old this year. In a few months, it would be his tenth birthday.
According to the rules of the Pokémon League, one would have one of the conditions to become a trainer when he or she turned ten.
However, Little Tree knew very well that with his family's conditions, it would be too difficult for him to get a magical treasure.
Even a green caterpillar was sold for 20,000 yuan in the Pokémon shop. His family could not afford it.
The mortgage, the family's food and clothing, and his school fees had long overwhelmed his father.
Even though the family had some savings, his father had many illnesses that needed treatment. If they had a relapse, their family would have no source of income.
Therefore, the money had to be used in case of emergency.
Although Little Tree was only nine years old, he understood the situation at home and did not want to add pressure to his parents.
But who didn't want to become a trainer?
Therefore, Osaki could only place his hopes on Yazawa.
In his opinion, if Yazawa became a trainer, taming Pokémon would be as easy as eating and drinking.
Even if it was just a green caterpillar, he was willing.
Yazawa smiled.
"No problem. When I become a trainer, I'll definitely find you a good partner.”
Yazawa patted Saiko's head and said with a smile.
"That's great! Brother Yazawa, I knew you were the best to me!!”
Little Tree said happily, almost jumping up from the chair.
However, when Shizawa saw Juji and Mika walk in, he quickly sat down obediently, looking like a good little baby. Shizawa found it funny.
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