This Is Way Too Unscientific

[Travel banter + laid-back vibes + transmigration + starting out in the Hoenn Region + answering questions + Gym battles + System + shamelessness + comedy]

Note 1: This story has satisfying moments, but it is not pure wish fulfillment. It leans more toward animated-style adventures.

Note 2: The focus is on travel and my own theories about the overall Pokemon world setting. If anything differs from your understanding, please discuss it civilly. A bow, and thanks again.

“Professor, Professor, why can we only carry six Pokemon instead of seven or eight? Could I secretly hide a few more?”

“Professor, Professor, why do we have to call out our moves during Pokemon battles? Isn't that embarrassing?”

“Professor, Professor, why are Pokemon limited to four moves in battle? If, by chance, I fused two moves into a new combination, would that count as one move or two?”

“Professor, Professor, say someone was about to starve to death in the wilderness and wanted to catch a Pokemon to eat, but the Pokemon refused to let me eat it. So I took it out with a sliding tackle. Would that count as self-defense?”

“Professor, Professor, has anyone ever eaten a Pokemon? What does it taste like?”

“All right, all right, it's time for you to go on your journey.” To stop Qi Yu from taking the conversation somewhere increasingly absurd, the Professor forcibly used “Silence.” “Have a safe trip, have a safe trip.”