Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

"How was it, Teacher Gang?"

Ash handed the full bowl of soup back to the eagerly waiting Primeape, and asked as he did so.

Xiao Gang skillfully checked the monkey monster's pulse and pupils, then took out a soothing ointment from his medical kit and gently applied and massaged it onto the swelling on its forehead.

"It was just a brief fainting spell caused by emotional distress and self-inflicted injury; it's nothing serious."

"Just let it rest for a bit."

Xiaoxia also came over, looking at the Infernape with a bit of curiosity.

"Seriously, this is the first time I've ever seen a fiery monkey that doesn't get angry and is so... reasonable."

This is exceptional.

It's almost as good as the talking cat from the Rockets!

"Pikachu! Pikachu!"

Pikachu nodded in agreement.

Although it had never seen it before, that did not prevent it from agreeing.

I also added a bowl for Pikachu and Bulbasaur.

The three of them, along with their three Pokémon, ate and chatted.

With Ash as our "human Pokémon language translator".

The other two, however, began a rather peculiar exchange with the fiery monkey.

Xiao Gang asked.

"By the way, you seem to be constantly trying to teach your fellow countrymen not to get angry easily?"

The fiery monkey put down its bowl, wiped its mouth with the back of its paw, and its expression turned serious.

"Puha...puhapu."

Xiao Zhi translated.

"Anger is poison."

"It burns reason, blinds the eyes, exhausts strength, and leaves only emptiness and pain."

“I have witnessed tragedies where anger has destroyed homes and harmed loved ones. Power that cannot be controlled by will is no different from disaster.”

Upon hearing this, Xiaoxia looked surprised.

"So cultured? You figured it out on your own? That's amazing!"

"Puha."

Infernape waved its paws, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"It said it saw it in a book."

The top translator is back online.

The fiery monkey nodded.

After all, humans tend to run away when they see them, and they always end up leaving behind a lot of things.

It just so happens that it also enjoys reading to cultivate its mind.

He even asks himself three soul-searching questions every morning.

Self-reflection is essential.

Xiao Gang: "......"

Xiaoxia: "......"

"By the way, were you born with this... well, this calm personality?"

Xiaoxia changed the question and asked curiously.

"Puha."

The fiery monkey shook its head.

of course not.

When it was still a monkey monster, it was just like its own kind, or even worse.

He was constantly tormented by nameless rage, ready to ignite at any moment.

It is far more violent than the average monkey monster.

After all, ordinary monkey monsters have moments of calm, but this one is furious from morning till night, with almost no respite.

Exhausted from arguing, I fall asleep immediately, then wake up angry because I was angry in my dream, and seamlessly continue arguing after waking up.

At its peak, not only would its own kind avoid it.

Even Pikachu, who happens to pass by on the roadside and is completely innocent, gets slapped by it for no reason.

Speaking of it.

It turned to Pikachu, clasped its hands together, bowed slightly, and made an apologetic gesture.

"Puha."

I'm sorry, it meant no harm.

Pikachu holding a bowl.

"...?"

"Later, as it continued to rage, it accumulated enough energy and evolved on its own."

Xiao Zhi translated.

"So you're all better now? Evolution calmed you down?"

After listening to Xiaozhi's translation, Xiaogang interjected with a question, as he was also very interested in it.

"Pfft..."

The fiery monkey shook its head.

No.

Not only did it not get better, it got even worse.

When it first evolved, everything it saw seemed so violent.

The sunlight was blinding, and it wanted to punch the sun down.

Even the gentle breeze felt like a provocation.

He was always in a rage, smashing everything in his path, and the surrounding trees and rocks suffered as a result.

However......

It paused, the steam rising from the bowl making it seem as if it would forever bear an angry expression.

The extremes must be reversed.

One day, it unleashed countless furious punches at the sun high in the sky.

After venting his impotent rage.

Perhaps it was due to excessive excitement, or perhaps it was due to the combined physical and mental exhaustion.

Suddenly, everything went black, and he fainted from shock.

When I woke up again, my brain felt as if it had been soaked in an ice spring, cool and refreshed.

For the first time, it saw itself so clearly, and everything around it that it had destroyed.

An unprecedented sense of emptiness and absurdity welled up inside me.

It was as if a certain threshold had been reached, and reason unexpectedly returned.

Although it was brief, that feeling of clarity was like the first ray of light breaking through the darkness.

Then it began to consciously train itself.

By searching for and reading books left behind by humanity, learning self-control, and cultivating one's character, one has gradually and barely managed to return to one's current state.

Xiao Gang listened to Xiao Zhi's translation and nodded thoughtfully.

"I get it, you're just like me!"

It's like the fiery monkey has entered a state of sagehood after looking at too many picture books.

And as time goes on...

I guess it's because their sensitivity decreased after seeing too much of it.

Desensitization achieved!

Just like with Miss Joy himself, he had seen and experienced a lot.

Now he can manage to meet someone for more than three minutes without immediately rushing up to confess his feelings and propose.

Isn't this a form of self-cultivation and growth?

Sensing that Xiao Gang wasn't telling the same thing as him, Fire Monkey's forehead twitched slightly.

Xiaoxia's face was full of admiration.

"It's truly amazing to be able to fight against one's own nature!"

"Puha."

The fiery monkey waved its hand.

Where, where.

However, just as this conversation was going well...

Xiao Zhi, who has been serving as the chief translator, has a slightly twitching nose.

Suddenly, he looked up, stared at the Infernape, and asked abruptly.

"You...you've actually been angry the whole time, haven't you?"