Bottom-tier trainers in the Pokémon world

Bottom-Tier Trainers in the Pokémon World (Author: Rap Pigeon)

Copywriter:

Thanks to the League for restoring peace and tranquility to the Pokémon world, because I, a "lower-level" trainer, betrayed them.

—From Xia Yan's autobiography, a trainer and breeder from the "grassroots" background.

This book's level settings and some explanations

Pokémon strength ranking:

Beginner Level, Qualified Level, Excellent Level, Senior Level, Elite Level, Qualified Level, Quasi-King, King, Champion, Sect Leader

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Roughly refer to the levels in the game (for reference only, do not compare):

　Initial level: 0-9

Pass/Fail Level: 10-19

Excellent level: 20-29

Senior level: 30-39

Elite level: 40-49

Qualification Level: 50-59

Nearly King of Pop: 60-69

Heavenly King: 70-79

Champion: 80-89

Sect Leader: 90-

P.S.: "Qualification level" is also called "Gym level," meaning the level at which one is qualified to become a Gym Leader. (Mainly because I feel it's a bit awkward to call a Pokémon "Gym level.")

P.S.: Please bear with this...

PPPS: Actually, I wasn't quite used to it at first either.

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Moveset:

In theory, Pokémon's moves are all derived from genetics and learning. They may also learn some moves through evolution or increased strength, but most of them are definitely learned through learning.

Also, I usually pay attention, but if I accidentally write down some moves from older versions of Pokémon, please don't criticize.

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Some explanations of the plot (the questions I've raised so far; I'll add any I haven't addressed later):

1. I have always said it is realistic, not dark, but the reality is a bit dark (personal understanding).

2. Theoretically, Pokémon doesn't have a very complete timeline, especially with the anime and manga intertwined and various special episodes interspersed. So don't try to force a storyline based on what you've already seen; fan fiction isn't a direct copy of the original... o(╥﹏╥)o

3. Sabrina has been very strong since childhood. She turned her mother into a doll, and even her father couldn't stop her. She is the Gym Leader, but not a Team Rocket executive (I haven't written about this, so don't ask me). Also, what she's currently displaying is something I've buried...

4. Daigo and Cynthia are not yet champions, and their strength is not much different from the main characters. Don't look at them with prejudice. Oh, except for Cynthia... ≡ω≡

5. This book is tentatively set to have no female lead, and it's highly likely it will remain so. (Of course, there's no possibility of a male lead like you're imagining.) I suggest some readers ignore the self-indulgent comments in the book (they are just being self-indulgent), I've written it purely as a bromance...

Thunder and lightning

Chapter 1 A Different Elf World

late autumn.

Withered yellow leaves twirled down from the sky, adding a touch of color to the harsh, rough streets.

On the mottled telephone pole, several crows hoarsely cried out, but no one paid them any attention.

In a dark and cramped alley in Golden City.

Amidst the chaotic piles of garbage and the rampant flow of filthy water, lay a gaunt figure.

A withered face, tattered clothes, and bare feet covered in mud.

The figure was still, as if even its heartbeat had stopped.

But in her hand, which was pressed tightly against her chest, she was gripping a red and white sphere.

His fingertips were white, and his veins were prominent.

suddenly.

The man's eyelids twitched, and with rapid breathing, he suddenly sat up from the ground.

His eyes, as if veiled in a layer of gray mist, were filled with confusion, but gradually cleared.

Memories flow like a flooded spring, relentlessly assaulting consciousness.

I sat for a while.

Only then did I gradually understand my situation.

His name is Xia Yan. He was born into a poor family in Jinhuang City. His parents died young due to overwork. He scavenged through garbage, ate filthy food, stole things, and slept on the streets. He is a typical member of the lower class in Jinhuang City.

From birth, he had only one goal: to live.

Now, the original Xia Yan is dead, and the one who wakes up again is an ordinary person from a distant world.

"I'm still alive?" he asked in disbelief.

I looked down.

The dirt between his fingers, the faintly visible bony ribs, and the Poké Ball clutched in his hand, which was stiff from exertion.

Through the transparent red glass, you can see a small yellow figure inside.

"An elf..."

Splash...

A light drizzle suddenly began to fall, veiling the entire city in a misty veil.

Raindrops pounded against the frail body, their icy chill seeping into the bone marrow, slowly robbing away the little warmth that remained in the body.

A bone-chilling cold swept through my consciousness.

Xia Yan felt a sharp pain in his abdomen and his lips were dry.

But more than any of that, the bone-chilling cold was what worried him the most.

He reached out, caught some rainwater, and put it in his mouth, which slightly relieved his dryness.

"This can't go on. I need food, shelter, and warm clothes."

Xia Yan was well aware of his current situation.

A frail body simply cannot withstand any hardship.

Even if it's just a rain shower.

"Brother, that kid ran here..."

Suddenly.

The faint sound pierced through the thin veil of rain and reached Xia Yan's ears.

Immediately following were several hurried footsteps.

Xia Yan squinted, struggled to support himself on his knees, and staggered to his feet from the dirty water. His feet, which had been soaking in the water, gradually lost sensation and became stiff.

Under the rain, three figures approached from afar.

Ta-da-ta-da...

Stepping through the rain.

He quickly passed through the misty vapor and appeared in front of Xia Yan.

The leader was a fierce-looking man with a hideous scar on his face, whose menacing gaze seemed to want to devour people.

When his gaze swept over the Poké Ball in Xia Yan's hand, his longing became uncontrollable.

"Big brother, it's him!" The sycophant next to the scarred man was arrogant, pointing at Xia Yan with his narrow eyes gleaming and greed deep inside.

Xia Yan knew this scarred man.

He was a thug who frequented this street. Because of his ruthless methods and domineering behavior, he was considered the leader of some thugs.

But in the end, he was just one of the lowest-class people in Golden City.

For these people who live at the very bottom of society, the only way to change their fate is to obtain a Pokémon and thus enter the world of trainers.

Trainers are the mainstream in this world.

And the elves are the hardest fist in this world.

Without elves, they would always just be a group of people who fight and struggle to survive.

And right now, Xia Yan has a Poké Ball in his hand!

Click click...

The scarred man clenched his fists, his eyes fierce, and walked towards Xia Yan.