Pokémon, but cultural invasion

She carried large and small bags into the house.

Not long after, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

This guy's personality is really awkward; maybe he's still wary of me?

Quanshu sighed, remembering his grandfather's last wish.

From the few words she gleaned from her grandfather, Lanxing came from the Mashiro Orphanage.

She was adopted twice when she was young, but for some unknown reason, both families chose to return her.

After working at the Tingxiang Welfare Home for a while when she was a little older, she decided to stay.

At that time, my grandfather's health was deteriorating, and he found physical labor difficult.

Just then, Lanxing expressed her willingness to stay and work, and the two hit it off immediately.

Later, perhaps the grandfather felt that his days were numbered, and his grandson was constantly running into obstacles outside, yet he showed no intention of returning.

He then handed the orphanage over to Lanxing completely.

It can't be considered a waste of resources; the welfare home at that time was already operating at a loss and was a hot potato.

It would be strange if Lanxing would readily accept this responsibility.

Therefore, my grandfather did not express any intention to let Izumi inherit the welfare home before he passed away.

On the one hand, Lanxing's persistence moved him, and on the other hand, he may not have wanted to put a heavy burden on his grandson's shoulders.

Moonlight bathed the courtyard, while the spring and trees locked the gate.

His first day working at the welfare home was coming to an end.

As he passed through the lobby, Quanshu quietly apologized to the elderly employee who had been burned.

After rendering the Digging for Ascent scene, it truly burned out, spewing sparks from its fuselage the instant the Porygonian departed.

After a few wisps of white smoke, there was no more movement.

After washing up, Lanxing went up to the attic, completely unaware that the top employee had been gone for some time.

"I'll buy a better one when I make some money."

With the thought that pulling the strings would be heartless, Quanshu returned to his own little nest.

I glanced at Qishu's live stream before going to bed.

She is in a tough battle.

The chat was filled with laughter; in the past, the streamers they saw always had smooth sailing and dominated the battlefield.

The rare opportunity to be tormented stirred up the dark and heavy parts of the audience's hearts.

What they are more curious about is what other tricks the game developers can come up with, what limits they can push, and whether they can make history.

At this point, the fun and gameplay of Digging Up the Ground were unanimously recognized.

The birth ID of Tingxiang Studio is deeply engraved in the minds of the audience who witnessed the sleepless night of the strange tree.

Silent all night.

Quanshu was awakened by her biological clock and stretched, feeling refreshed.

The clock on the wall struck 8:30 precisely, and outside the window the sun shone brightly under a cloudless sky.

Quanshu turned on his phone.

The number of viewers for the "No End Until Level Completed" livestream has decreased, but it still firmly holds the top spot on the popularity charts.

"No way..."

Quanshu suddenly sensed something was wrong. Could it be that the strange tree was live-streaming all night?

I wonder what the people in this world are like. They probably won't die suddenly, right?

You know, there's no precedent for someone dying from excessive gaming here. If something really happens, won't he get caught by Officer Jenny?

Quanshu quickly clicked into the live stream.

In the bottom right corner of the screen, Qishu looks dazed.

Her carefully tied pigtails had a few stray hairs sticking up, and her punk-style trench coat hung listlessly over her shoulders.

She had dark circles under her eyes, and her cherry-colored lips were pale.

He kept muttering words like "reach the summit," "avoid," and "reopen."

The comments section also changed from playful banter to persuasive phrases like "Please don't die in my phone" and "I acknowledge you, please end the broadcast."

Qi Shu's unfocused gaze refocused, as if she could see the end.

"Watch closely... I'm about to beat the game."

The tireless Geodude on the screen is starting from scratch.

"Oh no, he's starting to talk nonsense."

"Take him away, he's beyond saving."

Quanshu's expression changed; he had to find a way to stop her.

Chapter Seven: The Genius Photographer

Quanshu never expected that someone could spend an entire night obsessing over video games, trying to outlast Cyber ​​Geodude.

Without hesitation, he clicked the report button in the live stream.

Reason for reporting: Dangerous live streaming.

This reason is generally used by outdoor adventure trainers.

In an effort to attract attention, some risky outdoor livestreamers deliberately provoke powerful groups of wild elves.

For example, stealing their eggs or deliberately entering their territory.

Furthermore, there are frequent cases where individuals fail to properly assess their own abilities, leading to unintended consequences.

Qi Shu is not an outdoor blogger, but her behavior of live streaming all night has already posed a risk of sudden death.

The supervising officer, who had just started work, received a report and, after consulting with his superiors, immediately took action.

Qishu's live stream room went completely dark.

All that remained were confused comments.

"My phone is broken?"

"It seems that Qishu's live stream has been banned."

"How dare they ban the League Gym Leader's livestream! I don't even want to think about what this platform will do tomorrow!"

"An invisible force has exerted its power."

Seeing the audience scatter like birds and beasts, Izumi was satisfied.

It is our inescapable duty to punish internet-addicted girls.

Well, it's not a particularly noble reason; it's just the word "poor."

If he had some money in his pocket, he wouldn't have chosen to report it.

Using the production team's name to give a Ferris wheel as a reward, offering a way out for Qishu to broadcast, and incidentally promoting the Tingxiang production team, wouldn't that be wonderful?

Unfortunately, Izumi-ki couldn't even afford the cheapest gift.

He had to scrape together the money to buy his boat ticket back to Golden City.

Fortunately, about a hundred copies of the "Digging for Success" product have already been sold, and the money will be credited to the Quanshu card after the platform's financial accounting is completed.

The game's comment section is thriving, with many players reporting bugs.

This is normal. As a hastily produced product, it was not tested or played beforehand, so it's expected that bugs that Izumi-ki didn't notice would appear.

The old computer at the welfare home has burned out, so whether it's fixing bugs or preparing for the next game, a new computer is needed.

After feeding the Pokémon in the morning, Izumi informed the headmistress that she planned to go to Saffron City.

Today is Lanxing's day off, and she readily agreed.

Before leaving, Quanshu rode away on the orphanage's only means of transportation—the Headless Rider.

This old mountain bike faithfully performs its function.

Walk along the country lanes filled with the fragrance of rice paddies, and follow the dirt road straight to reach Highway 6.

The road leads south to Kureha City and north to Goldenrod City.

As dawn broke, the sky gradually turned white, with deeper red clouds edged with gold.

The damp country breeze felt refreshing and cleansing on my skin.

Looking out from your bicycle, you can see lush green forests and endless fields dotted with fruit trees.

In comparison, the irrigation ditches for the rice paddies cultivated along the highway appear rather narrow.

A gentle breeze swept by, causing the straw and rice to bend down, revealing a few small latamas standing upright and gazing into the distance. The branches and leaves in the forest rustled, startling several bob and bean pigeons.

With the help of a gentle breeze, a vast army of yellow and green shuttlecock grasses swayed and floated in the air above the fields, and upon closer inspection, one could also see butterflies and ladybugs mixed in.

This is something rarely seen in Quanshu, who lives in a cramped urban environment year-round.

"Bui——"

Ibrahimovic, who was running freely beside the car, was overjoyed.

After more than an hour of cycling, when shops began to appear on both sides of the road, he knew that he had arrived at the outskirts of Golden City.

Goldenrod City is located at the very center where Cerulean, Rainbow, Frostleaf, and Shion meet, and is the largest and busiest city in the entire Kanto region.

As the location of the largest commercial district in the Kanto region, Saffron City can buy almost anything you want.

In such a crucial area, how could Team Rocket have managed to infiltrate Silver Company and Goldenrod Gym? Izumi was at a loss for words.

He stopped on a street lined with digital products.

Instead of rushing to buy a computer, I went into a photography shop.

A large red banner hangs at the entrance of the shop: "The greatest photographic genius and his greatest photographic works."

Upon entering the store, black cameras and lenses are neatly arranged on wooden shelves, and the walls on both sides are covered with a large number of framed photos.

The photos all depict Pokémon in their wild environments.

Pidgey on the mound, Mankey running around, Dugtrio playing together, Eevee licking each other, Slowpoke fishing with its tail, and Snorlax fast asleep.

Not only are the Pokémon's expressions natural, but the scenery in the background of the photo is also pleasing to the eye.

One particular photo caught Izumi's attention.

It was a fossil pterosaur flying in the air, with something gripping its feet.

"You have a good eye; the fossil pterosaur is my masterpiece."

Seeing that Izumi Tree lingered in front of the fossil pterosaur photo frame for a long time, the curly-haired, brown-haired young man behind the counter couldn't help but speak up.

"you are?"

"I am A-Che, the owner of this photography shop, and a renowned genius photographer."

Ache crossed his arms and said proudly, "How about that? Aerodactyl is a very rare Pokémon."

Quanshu's gaze returned to the photograph, and he finally understood why the photo looked familiar.

The unfortunate creature caught in the foot of the Aerodactyl, wearing a baseball cap and a blue jacket, could only be Ash Ketchum.

So, Quanshu must have some impression of Ache.

He remembered that A-Che had appeared in one episode of the TV series "Wu-Yi" and that his photographs had been published in a magazine.

I never imagined he would become a photography shop manager on the outskirts of Golden City.