(I'm not a data emperor. If the content doesn't match the so-called data, it might be necessary for my writing...)
He had a splitting headache, and his head felt like it was about to explode. There seemed to be countless strange hallucinations and buzzing voices echoing in his brain intermittently.
His brain circuit issued an illusory but ear-piercing alarm, warning him of the danger his body was in and urging him to return to consciousness. However, too much chaotic information was out of control like a wild horse that was out of control, surging into the depths of his sea of consciousness.
After an unknown amount of time, the headache that could drive people crazy gradually disappeared. The brain signal finally connected to the nerves in the body. As the two were connected, an extremely weak feeling of exhaustion instantly caused the high spirit to collapse again.
However, although this feeling of weakness was uncomfortable, it finally made his body listen to the commands of his brain.
His eyelids began to tremble. In the past, he felt that opening his eyes was an action that did not require thinking. Now, he found it as difficult as ascending to the heavens. After fighting against the heavy eyelids for a long time, he finally managed to shine some light through the gaps between his eyes.
The glaring light made the crystal in his eyes feel a little uncomfortable. After slowly adapting to the sudden light, he saw a somewhat familiar figure pacing anxiously not far away.
"Water…"
He struggled for a long time before he managed to utter a simple word in his hoarse voice. In the novels and television dramas he had read in the past, people who were unconscious would always shout a simple word like 'water' when they woke up. In the past, he still couldn't understand it, but now, the young man lying on the hospital bed immediately understood its meaning because the dry and uncomfortable feeling in his throat, as if he had been exposed to the pain of a desert storm for a long time, was really too fatal.
However, when he shouted the word 'water', the young man was stunned because the language was not the Chinese language he was familiar with. It was more like the language of the island, but there were ambiguous differences between the language and the language of the island. Most importantly, the young man was sure that he had never learned this language before, but now he could say it as if it was instinctive.
After realizing this, the young man who had been poisoned by the Chinese web novels for countless years immediately thought of a term-transmigration!
As expected, after trying hard to immerse himself in his memories, he realized that his memories and life experiences as a Chinese citizen were still vivid in his mind. However, in those daily lives, many strange and fragmented pictures and memories suddenly appeared. Those illusion-like images were extremely fragmented and could not be combined into a complete life. However, he could still obtain some important content from the messy information.
Imperial Dragon Suke was the name of his current body. He was fifteen years old and was born in Joban City. He was an orphan. No matter how hard he tried to recall, he could not remember anything else. All he could remember was the most basic information that made up a person. However, the most important thing was that from those scattered images and memories, he had confirmed one thing. He had indeed transmigrated, and it was to a very familiar world-Pokémon!
Pokémon had many names, such as Pokémon, and so on. However, the name that Yulong Suke liked the most was Pokémon. This series first appeared on the Ninja console in the 1990s. Ever since its release, it had formed a phenomenal culture. Since then, countless new series and derivative products had followed. As a young person, if you didn't know about Pokémon, you would have to be familiar with it. That was simply unimaginable. Just the name 'Pikachu' was enough to make people feel sentimental.
Yulong Jie easily accepted his current name and the situation of transmigration. As a citizen of China, he had read online novels for ten years. If he were to make a fuss and not know what to do after transmigrating, it would really be a disgrace to the people of China who transmigrated. Therefore, he calmed down immediately and began to think about the current situation calmly.
As a 20-year-old working dog who had been working for three years, Yulong Jie did not know why he had transmigrated. He remembered that he had just slept and woke up here. From the current situation, the transmigration method should be soul transmigration. The previous owner of this body was probably completely finished. The basic data of language ability and identity were left behind by the previous owner. Unfortunately, more information was not left behind, which made Yulong Jie feel a little regretful. For example, why was his body so weak, and why was he in this white place that looked more like a research room than a ward.
'The world of Pokémon…It's good, it's good. At least it's safe for now.'
Yulong Jie could still clearly remember when he was in elementary school. Every night at five or six o'clock sharp, he would sit in front of the TV and watch the animation of Pokémon. He would use his little pocket money to buy big bubble gum just to collect Pokémon cards. It was also at that time that he got his first console and was addicted to the game world of Pokémon.
The world of Pokémon was filled with passion, emotions, and regrets. There were countless stories that made people laugh or feel emotional. However, the only thing that made Orayusuke feel at ease was that as an anime for children, it should be much safer than those worlds where people died in war.
That was what Yulong Jie was thinking right now.
Jiejun, you…you're awake?"
When the person who was pacing around the hospital bed heard Yulong Jie's hoarse voice, his body trembled. He quickly turned around and came to the hospital bed. His face was filled with joy and gratitude as if he had been saved by the world.
"Water…"
The pain in his throat made Yulong Jie shout again. The person in front of the bed hurriedly walked to the table beside him and poured a glass of water. He carefully came to the bed and supported Yulong Jie's body so that his back leaned against the pillow at the head of the bed. Then, he slowly fed him the water.
The source of life flowed down his thirsty throat and into his stomach, making Yulong Jie's mind much clearer. He looked at the person who fed him water. Unfortunately, it was not a young and beautiful girl. On the contrary, it was an old man who looked to be 60 years old. He had short gray hair, a square face, and thick eyebrows. He looked a little serious, but the anxious concern in his eyes destroyed that seriousness. He was wearing a simple white researcher's coat. His khaki pants covered the shirt under his coat. He was not tall but he was very muscular.
A kind and generous old man, this was the first impression he gave Yulong Jie.
After confirming that he was now in the world of Pokémon, Mr. Oolong Suke immediately knew the identity of the old man in front of him. He was the famous elf researcher in the world of Pokémon, Dr. Oki.
Thank God Jie Jun is still alive…"
Dr. Damu patted his chest in fear, then shouted anxiously to the side,"…Please."
“lucky~~”
A crisp and cute cry was heard. At this time, Yulong Jie realized that there was a one-meter-tall sprite beside his bed. It had a pink, round egg-shaped body, and hair that stretched out on both sides of its head. There was a pocket on its chubby lower body, and there was an egg in it. Although Yulong Jie was not a Pokémon fanatic and could not recognize all the sprites, he could recognize that the sprite in front of him was the one in the Pokémon world. It always appeared in the center of the sprites. She was a lucky egg who was very good at taking care of patients.
Following Dr. Oki's request, a green light appeared on Gilly Egg's hands. When the light landed on Yulong Jie's body, he was surprised to find that the pain in his body was slowly disappearing. Although he was still a little weak, he was no longer as desperate as before.
"That's great, the healing ability of the Gilly Egg is finally working. Jie Jun, your previous appearance really scared me to death. No matter how the Gilly Egg treats you, it's useless.”
Dr. Damu wiped the sweat on his forehead and finally smiled.
Yulong Jie didn't say anything. Taking advantage of the fact that he had some strength now, he first looked around. As he expected, this was not a hospital ward but a research institute. The room he lived in was clean and simple. Other than the bed he was lying on, there were only two chairs and a table. The room was not sealed. The upper part of the walls was made of glass, allowing the people inside to see outside. He could also let the people outside the house see the situation inside, as if he was imprisoned at any time.
In addition to Dr. Oki and Gilly Egg, there was another old man standing in the room. Like Dr. Oki, he was also wearing a white researcher's coat. He had a signature white mustache on his lips. There was no hair on his head, and it was so shiny that it made people wonder how strong he was. Judging from his age, he was younger than Dr. Oki, probably around 50 years old. He wore a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose so that no one could see his eyes. When Yulong Jie's gaze fell on him, he looked away. It gave Yulong Jie the feeling that he was guilty.
Yulong Jie pondered for a moment. Although he knew that the old man who cared about him was Dr. Oki, he did not have much memory of this body. He did not know what the personality of Yulong Jie was in the past, nor did he know the relationship between Yulong Jie and Dr. Oki. From Dr. Oki's short words, he could tell that he was on the verge of death, but he did not know the reason for this situation. In order not to let this kind old man suspect, Yulong Jie decided that he would use the most skilled method of the transmigrator seniors-pretending to have amnesia!
"Um, I'm sorry…Who are you, and why am I here?”
Professor Oki was stunned by Yulong Jie's confused words. He and the old man wearing sunglasses looked at each other, but he did not doubt Yulong Jie's 'amnesia' at all. He just smiled bitterly and muttered,"Previously, the cells invaded his brain through his arm. Although he miraculously survived, there was still a problem…But it's fine as long as he's alive. Memory loss is nothing. Forgetting the bad memories from before might be a blessing.”
From Professor Oki's whisper, he did not get any more information. He just turned his head to look at the glass wall and saw the research base. When his gaze swept across a huge glass container, his pupils suddenly dilated, and his left arm felt a pain that went straight to the bone marrow. He subconsciously grabbed his trembling left arm and murmured,"…Super Dream?!"
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