Pokémon, but cultural invasion

The latter was sweating profusely.

"You mean the number one old employee? It passed away last night and successfully produced relics."

Quanshu took out a backup USB drive. "The data on the Pokémon in the orphanage is all in here."

"As long as it's not lost."

Lanxing breathed a sigh of relief.

After the installation was completed, Quanshu offered the installer a bottle of water.

He turned on his new computer, and the polygonal beast scurried inside, thriving as if it were in its element.

There's already some progress on the next game, Izumi no Ki.

Because the gaming industry is underdeveloped in this world, only a minority of gamers own computers.

In that case, we should target both ends of the market.

There are far more potential players on mobile devices than on PC.

Correspondingly, the game type must be suitable for casual entertainment for the general public.

The idea of ​​sewing a traveling frog in Happy Farm came to mind spontaneously.

What kind of chemical reaction will occur when two idle casual games are combined?

Quanshu was really looking forward to it.

Chapter Nine: The Broken-Winged Pidgey

In a daze, the strange tree slowly awoke.

As dusk approached, thick clouds clung to the horizon, and the setting sun peeked through the gaps in the clouds, sending out streaks of crimson light.

The rosy clouds resembled fish swimming in the sea, occasionally leaping out of the water, their golden scales shimmering.

"Am I...asleep?"

She stared blankly at the sunset outside the window, lost in thought.

Qi Shu remembered that after her live stream was banned, she felt relieved and fell asleep on the table.

It is now 5 p.m.

"Buhou, my gym!"

Outside the Brewmaster Gym, three trainers stood.

When can we challenge the gym leader?

The red-haired youth at the head of the group spoke impatiently.

Yu Zhi, an apprentice at the dojo, wiped the sweat from his brow and said, "The dojo master might be busy today. Why don't you come back tomorrow?"

"Hey, I've been waiting for over half an hour, and you think you can just brush me off with a 'I have something to do'?"

Ryota, who was also an apprentice standing nearby, frowned and asked, "If you're not willing to wait, why don't you go to another dojo?"

"Are you kidding me?"

The red-haired youth scoffed, "The Brewlight Gym is the easiest gym in all of Padia. I've come all this way, wouldn't it be pointless if I didn't challenge Brewlight?"

“Wu Ye, be careful with your words.”

Gono's companions behind him couldn't help but interrupt him, worried that he would spout nonsense in front of the dojo.

As everyone knows, gym leaders go easy on challengers, and the difficulty of a gym depends only on how much they go easy on them.

In a real fight, a gym leader's main Pokémon can easily crush an entire challenger team.

Those who constantly clamor about which dojo is the easiest to beat are clearly ungrateful.

"Want to challenge the Brewmaster Dojo?"

"Okay, let's go together."

The three turned around, and behind them stood a strange tree, its anger stemming from its unsuccessful passage through customs.

Wu Ye was not surprised but delighted: "It's finally here. I'll be the first challenger."

The owner of the Brewing Pavilion doesn't look too good.

The two people behind him were extremely embarrassed, not knowing what to do with their hands.

five minutes later.

Lightning flashed across the battle arena.

The chubby electric frog unleashed a fighting power that belied its appearance.

Golden arcs of electricity crackled around the generator navel, scorching the air, while a pile of charred hippopotamus beasts lay on the ground, their bodies as black as small hills.

"The ground-type hippopotamus was stunned by electricity?!"

Wu Ye's lips trembled as he was defeated in a three-on-one attack.

Wasn't it said that the Brewmaster Gym was easy to beat?

"What a pity, next one."

The wide sleeves of the strange tree covered its mouth; it was extremely impolite for the gym leader to smirk after defeating the challenger.

Such an opponent made her feel utterly bored.

Recalling the arduous climb of last night, her slender little hands unconsciously clenched under her sleeves.

Why would you want to try again when you've already been tortured so badly?

It was as if there was a little cat scratching an itch hidden in Qishu's heart.

It made her feel itchy and uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but recall the scene from last night.

Holding the handle provides some relief.

As for the cat's name, only Izumi probably knows it.

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Outside the Tingxiang Welfare Home, the moon had set and the stars had faded.

The lights were on in the lobby on the first floor.

Quanshu yawned; the workload for this new game had exceeded his expectations.

Even with the help of the multiverse, they still encountered many difficulties.

First, there's the issue of cross-platform compatibility. Porting the Pokémon mobile app requires recoding, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Secondly, there's the issue of server setup, which can be resolved. Quanshu recalls that many gaming platforms offer server rental services.

Finally, there was the application for the social media login interface. He consulted a lot of materials and there seemed to be no precedent.

The development of games in this world is sluggish, with various game companies emerging, and the situation where Tencent once dominated the world has not been replicated in the previous life.

The largest social media leader has not ventured into the gaming industry, resulting in account binding, which was common in the previous life, being unheard of before.

Ideally, the login interface for applying for a navigator would embody the essence of online farming games, such as stealing crops.

So how to get on the radar of the official navigator became an urgent issue.

The simplest way is to send a proposal to the navigator's customer service. If the customer service representative is insightful and has a high standing, their proposal will be taken seriously.

Conversely, it will be lost without a trace.

There were too many uncertainties, so Izumi rejected the idea.

A more reliable approach would be for someone of sufficient influence to take the lead and contact the official navigator organization.

Unfortunately, Izumi doesn't remember knowing such a person.

"Compare--"

A mournful bird call came from outside the welfare home.

Izumi's expression hardened, and he released Eevee, walking towards the outside of the courtyard.

Under the withered tree at the entrance of the courtyard, a bird-like Pokémon with light red crest feathers and brownish-gray fur lay on the ground.

Its left wing supports it on the ground, while its right wing bends backward at an odd angle.

"Pidgey, your wing is broken. You need to get it treated as soon as possible."

Lanxing crouched down, reached out her hand to the Pidgey on the ground, and said gently, "Let me help you, okay?"

"Compare!"

Her response was a pitiful cry; the Pidgey huddled into a ball, trembling, its eyes gleaming with wariness.

"what happened?"

Quanshu almost thought the orphanage had been attacked.

Lanxing turned her head and took out a Poké Ball that had broken in two: "Someone else has abandoned their Pokémon under the cover of night. This time it's Pidgeotto."

"From my observation, apart from a broken wing and lethargy, this Pidgey is otherwise fine. While the possibility of a serious illness cannot be ruled out, the probability is very small."

She did not continue.

Quanshu understood Lanxing's meaning.

Since there are no incurable diseases, Pidgeotto most likely lost in battle and was ruthlessly abandoned by its trainer.

Its broken wing confirmed Izumi's conjecture.

This is the first time I've ever seen a Pokémon that has a scumbag family member who abandons it without treating its injuries.

"Your injury is serious. If you don't get treatment in time, you will be disabled. We want to help you, do you understand?"

Lanxing whispered as she approached Pidgey once more.

But Pidgey didn't accept her kindness.

It scratched at the mud with its paws and backed away, giving off a "keep away" vibe.

"Don't waste your energy, it won't accept treatment."

Quanshu saw deep incomprehension, grievance, and hatred in Pidgey's eyes.

It's normal to hate humans because they've been abandoned by them.

Lanxing's hand, gripping the hem of her clothes, tightened. "I can't abandon this child."

Quanshu glanced at her subtly.

This young lady from the dean's family seems to have a strong fascination with rescuing Pokémon, which is both good and bad.

"Let me do it. I'll layer the armor beforehand. I'm not a professional, so my methods might be a bit rough."

"Rough...what do you mean?"

While Lanxing was still pondering, Quanshu had already commanded Ibu to charge.

Rather than wasting time fighting stubborn elves and disturbing everyone's rest, he preferred a direct approach and a quick victory.

"Ibu, be careful, knock it out."

A strong wind blew against my face, and the Pipi bird's feathers stood on end.

Its left claw generated wind, and the fierce wind swept up sand and grass stems, heading towards the attacking Eevee.

The moment "Gale" hit Eevee, Eevee's figure blurred and disappeared.

Shadow clone?

Pidgeotto, with its rich combat experience, instantly identified the move Eevee used.

Immediately afterwards, it felt a sharp pain on its head and fainted.