Pokémon: the Portable Mythical Beast Champion Yu Jie Knocks on the Door at Night

When he woke up, Su Bai traveled to the Sinnoh region of the Pokémon world. He had no legal identity, no trainer's license, and no initial elf - but in his hat lay a little pink guy, stuffing the last piece of fruit into his mouth. That's fantasy. The first generation of fantasy beasts. The ancestor of all Pokémon genes. In an era when the attributes of fairies had not yet been revealed and the green-washed form was regarded as an ominous mutation, Su Bai relied on his omniscient memory of the entire Pokémon world line in his previous life to embark on a path of dimensionality reduction and crushing—— When a remote snowy village used torture to drive away a cursed evil fox covered in scars, he walked into the illusion and called out her true name: Zoroark. When the Dragon Family connived at the blood-winged flying dragon to release the meteor bomb, his Gardevoir used the pink energy that the world has not yet named to knock the Dragon King off the altar with one move. When everyone thought he was just a lucky bum, Mengmeng squinted his eyes and smiled—— I'm just a nurturer. As for why everyone who provoked me lost consciousness? Maybe they don't understand the value of pink. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.