Pokemon: I Mastered the Language of Pokemon

Qing Feng transmigrated to the world of Pokemon. He gained max-level Pokemon language skills and learned secrets no one knew by listening to Pokemon talk.

Ursaring was talking to its son, Teddiursa: "Kid, I hid a lot of good stuff inside that dead tree over there. I'll take you to get it tomorrow."

Qing Feng, camping in the forest, overheard this. He snuck off with Ursaring's treasure that very night and left without looking back.

Hoenn.

Standing on an uninhabited island, Qing Feng heard Groudon muttering, "Why am I the only one who can't fly? Next time I run into Arceus, I'll steal his Flying-type Plate. Let's see who dares laugh at me then!"

"Gotta write that down, gotta write that down. If I tell the llama, I should get quite a few benefits!" Qing Feng pulled out a notebook and a pen.

Sinnoh.

"Lla... Arceus, Groudon wants to steal your Flying-type Plate."

Hearing this, Arceus carefully sensed the truth and realized Qing Feng wasn't lying.

Furious, Arceus disappeared. When it returned, it had a few quills in its hand.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.