And then… Baixuan looked at the Pokémon currently playing in the small world.
It was time to let those who yearned for the real world make contact with the outside.
Although, to Baixuan, the initial reason he purchased Pokémon was his love and obsession with them from his previous life—the fantasy realized when he gained the ability—but Pokémon were never his possessions.
They should have their own lives.
The small world was beautiful, but the bond between Pokémon and humans was equally extraordinary.
Too peaceful an environment would always leave some battle-loving Pokémon with regrets.
Let's start with contact with human society.
If the outside environment made them uncomfortable, they could return at any time.
"Doraemon, please."
"No need to use any tools—just bring them out directly."
Doraemon, who had been lying on the lawn reading manga together with Eevee, stood up upon hearing Baixuan and said somewhat embarrassedly:
"Can I buy some dorayaki?"
"Of course."
Baixuan heard Doraemon's words and, after a moment offroze for a moment, said with a light laugh.
"Pika pika."
"La ryu~"
"Ibui!"
Pikachu, Eevee, and Ralts ran to Baixuan's side upon hearing his words, rubbing against him in a piteously fawning way.
They wanted to go out too.
"You guys, how many times have you been out already?"
Baixuan rubbed their heads and said helplessly.
He didn't stay in the small world all the time—he would also take them out from time to time.
No one saw him only because he used his ability to blur their attention toward him.
Every one of them acting spoiled, as if he kept them locked up all the time.
"Growlithe, you go together too."
"Woof woof."
Growlithe, lying beside Baixuan, licked his face and then trotted to Doraemon's side.
"You guys should behave out there."
"Especially you, Pikachu—don't mistake chili sauce for ketchup again."
Doraemon pointed at Pikachu.
"Pika pika."
Pikachu also shyly scratched his head with a small paw.
The two looked too similar.
He thought it was rich tomato sauce.
"And you, Ralts, you're a Pokémon—you don't need to use cosmetics."
"The ones you bought last time still haven't been used."
Doraemon put his hands on his hips, speaking to Ralts.
Who knows where she saw it, but Ralts last time bought a bunch of cosmetics when she went out.
You're a Pokémon, do you need those things?
After buying them, she sniffed them twice, thenlooked at them with disdain, useless.
How detestable!
Since you don't want to use them after smelling them, why didn't you sniff before buying in the first place?
They were sold packaged, but there were sample scents for you to smell!
Those cosmetics were so expensive!
You could have bought so much dorayaki with that money.
"La ryu~"
Ralts poked with her small hands, her green pot-cut hair covering her eyes, but her body shaking—she wasshaking. Doraemon thought she was crying and quickly said:
"Okay okay, just don't buy them this time."
"La ryu."
"Finally, you, Eevee!"
"Eibu?"
Eevee looked at Doraemon in confusion—she didn't seem to have bought anything.
"Don't sit on my head."
Doraemon touched his smooth head and said warily.
Eevee liked sitting on his head the most. Though it was fluffy, it was really itchy.
"Bu Yi"
Eevee directly turned her head away.
"What, you actually disagree!"
"That's my head!"
Doraemon put his hands on his hips and said indignantly.
"Eibu!"
"What, you say if you don't sit on my head, other Pokémon will sit on it anyway?"
"How could that be the same!"
"Eibu Eibui"
"Will you be my support in the next game?"
Doraemon suddenly hesitated a bit—supportit seems possible to let Eevee lie down for a while.
"Then it's settled, next game you support me."
After hesitating for a long while, Doraemon finally agreed.
"Eibui."
Eevee leaped up, jumping onto Doraemon's smooth head in one bound, her cute face showing a satisfied expression.
"Let's go."
Doraemon waved goodbye to Baixuan with the excited Pokémon and then left the small world.
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Reality.
Wang Feng was an ordinary person—in every sense of the word.
Before the spiritual energy revival, an ordinary education, an ordinary job. He had thought he would live an ordinary life, marry an ordinary wife, have a child, and raise them to adulthood.
Who would have thought the world would suddenly change so drastically? The spiritual energy revival altered the fate of too many people.
But among these people, he was not included.
He awakened an ability, but like the vast majority of people, it was just an ordinary ability—apart from making animals more affectionate toward him and being able to roughly guess their meaning, there was nothing else.
If he had kept a pet before the spiritual energy revival, and that pet had also awakened, it might have changed his life.
But unfortunately, it did not.
He didn't like farewell, so even if the thought of keeping a pet had come up, he abandoned it.
Moreover, keeping a pet required quite a bit of money—it was a bit too much of a burden for him.
Fortunately, he was born in Hangzhou. Because of the Flame Emperor Firewing's protection, even after the spiritual energy revival, no truly serious crisis had occurred there.
His job was naturally unaffected too.
Every day after finishing work, his favorite thing was to go on the anime website and watch anime.
He had also participated in the online discussions about how items existing in the anime on this website would manifest in reality, especially regarding Pokémon.
After getting used to an ordinary life, he didn't long for powerful strength or to become a hero of humanity.
A plain and simple life was good too.
So compared to those items that could give them powerful strength, heprefer Pokemon—that pure, kind, adorable creature almost filled his originally somewhat empty heart.
He also really hoped that Pokémon, this pure and innocent creature, could truly descend into reality.
There were many people like him, distributed across various cities of Huaxia.
They had an agreement—when anyone saw Pokémon in reality, they would definitely let the others know.
Even if they couldn't make contact in reality, just watching a video would be good.
Unfortunately, up to now, no news of anyone seeing Pokémon had come out.
Sighing slightly, Wang Feng temporarily put this thought aside.
Riding his electric bike toward the nearest supermarket.
After ending a day of work, he was going to buy some vegetables and reward himself.
And watch a few more episodes of Pokémon.
With his helmet on, riding his little electric scooter, Wang Fenglooked at the road ahead while catching glimpses of the scenery around them.
He had seen this road for so many years; by rights, he should have gotten used to it long ago.
But after the spiritual energy revival, the scenery along this road had long been different from before the spiritual energy revival.
Guys guys guys, three more chapters after twelve o'clock.
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