When Gyarados's destructive death ray tore through the Pacific Fleet, and when the phosphorus powder of the Butterfly refracted rainbows in the sunlight, Lin Shu knew that the Gensokyo that existed in the game cartridge was colliding with the real world.
As a person chosen by Arceus, in this world where humans and Pokémon have just come into contact, what he has to do is not only to live broadcast the healing of the injured Vulpix and popularize the photosynthesis of Bulbasaur seeds, but also to prevent the army's tranquilizer gun from being aimed at the shivering Pikachu.
When the steel-armored crow taxi flies over the city, the Squirtle fire brigade puts out forest fires, and on TV, trainers engage in passionate and passionate Pokémon battles, the world will become everyone's utopia.
"Dear viewers," Lin Shu pointed the camera at the Chinese Valentine's Day bluebird spreading its wings in the morning light, "Welcome to the Pokémon Age."
Come on, it looks okay
I am Shennong, Haochi
It's okay to watch