Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

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Looking at the two figures squatting in the corner, she felt utterly overwhelmed.

If you can't help, fine, but please don't cause trouble!

You were going to offer your advice, but before Xiaozhi could even recover, you collapsed too!

"it is good……"

Xiao Zhi muttered to himself.

"What's good?"

Xiaoxia squatted down in confusion, feeling that Xiaozhi's current state was not quite right.

Looking down, one could see that under the baseball cap, Xiao Zhi had his eyes tightly closed, his brows furrowed, and fine beads of sweat even appearing on his forehead, as if his CPU was running at high speed.

Xiaoxia wanted to get closer to observe more closely, but suddenly, Xiaozhi abruptly looked up, stood up abruptly, and his eyes flashed with a sharp light!

He shouted loudly!

"You're really something, Xiao Gang! You've got some skills!"

His eyes showed no sign of despondency, but rather burned with an even more intense flame called fighting spirit.

"Hey? Why are you two sitting on the ground? Aren't you cold?"

Only then did Ash notice the two people in front of him who had been suddenly knocked down by him.

"What's with all the jump scare?!"

Seeing that Xiaozhi was unharmed, Xiaoxia rubbed her sore bottom and stood up angrily.

"We...we were just worried you might do something rash!"

Xiao Zhi scratched his head.

"What's there to be upset about? If you lose, just practice and fight back later, right? That's what we did when I was a kid in my village."

"Then why were your fists trembling just now?!"

"You mean this? Since we lost, of course we need to do a post-game analysis and simulation."

Xiao Zhi said it as a matter of course.

He clenched his fist, his knuckles making a crisp cracking sound, as if he were savoring the feel of that hand from his memory.

"I just mentally simulated the battle with that Onix again, and I realized that with Pikachu's current strength, it would be really difficult to win if I didn't participate."

Ash can create a vivid replica of any Pokémon he has ever seen in person and observed them in action a few times.

If he so desires, he can even practice fighting against it in his mind.

But it just doesn't feel as good as the visceral impact of real-life fistfights.

Wu Neng, who was standing to the side, was already dumbfounded.

He knew about post-game simulations, but in the end, isn't that just about analyzing the battle situation and summarizing lessons learned?

What kind of crazy thing is it to completely simulate a battle in your mind?!

And what do you mean you're not going to play?!

He has been away from Kanto for a long time, but are all the new trainers in Kanto this good now?

Xiaoxia breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Xiaozhi was indeed not discouraged and was still as carefree as ever.

"It's normal that Pikachu can't beat it, its type is indeed completely countered by Onix."

As if remembering something, Xiaoxia said.

"Speaking of which, my Water-type Pokémon have a significant advantage against Rock-type Pokémon."

"How about it, for the next challenge, I'll lend you my Pokémon...?"

She hadn't finished speaking.

A red light flashed from the Poké Ball at her waist, and the loyal Staryu, hands on its hips, voluntarily jumped out of the Poké Ball.

It took two steps at a time and arrived in front of Ash.

The two tentacles flexibly overlapped, forming a fist-clasping gesture, while one of the tentacles bent and solemnly knelt down on one knee.

Brother!

Stars can sign a pledge.

We will certainly live up to our mission!

He slew the giant rock serpent from his horse!

"Starfish!!"

"You, you—!"

Looking at the starfish running around doing everything for her, Xiaoxia clutched her chest, feeling her blood pressure rise.

The starfish looked at her with surprise.

You just said that yourself!

You can use your Pokémon.

It's actively responding to the trainer's call!

Xiaoxia's gaze was unfriendly.

Even if she did say those words, you acted far too quickly!

Couldn't you have hesitated a bit, been more considerate?

At least pretend to be embarrassed!

Before Xiaoxia could find another reason to put Staryu back into her Poké Ball.

The lights in the treatment room went out with a snap.

squeak~

The door was pushed open, and Joey walked out with a serious expression.

"Miss Nurse Joy! How's Pikachu?"

Xiao Zhi hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

Miss Joey shook her head, then sighed softly, her solemn expression making everyone's hearts leap into their throats.

"You're too late..."

Several people, especially Wu Neng, gasped and turned pale.

Could it be because of me that my eldest son has become so irritable?

This...this is terrible!

"...If we had arrived any later," Miss Joey paused, observing their expressions, before slowly continuing, "it might have woken up on its own."

She had thought something serious had happened when she saw the boy rushing around and shouting.

She was so frightened that she panicked and even activated the emergency room.

Unexpectedly, when I went inside, I found that he had simply been hit hard and had temporarily fainted.

"Pickup!"

Pikachu followed Nurse Joy out from behind the door.

"Pikachu!"

Ash immediately rushed forward, carefully checked his companion, and only after confirming that it was truly unharmed did he solemnly thank Nurse Joy.

"Thank you for your help, Miss Joey!"

"fine."

Xiaoxia watched Miss Joey's composed departure and couldn't help but mutter to herself.

"Miss Joey here is really unhurried; she speaks with such heavy breathing, it almost scared me to death."

Each Pokémon Center is equipped with a Nurse Joy who looks almost exactly like her.

If it weren't for the league's repeated explanations and the fact that a brave woman did indeed marry into the Joey family and then came forward to clarify the rumors, people would almost think that they were all robots mass-produced by the league using advanced technology.

However, even though they look similar, they each have their own unique personalities. For example, the one in front of us clearly has a unique human-machine sensibility.

Seeing Ash's happy expression, Pikachu lowered its head somewhat dejectedly, even its ears drooping listlessly.

"Pika... Pika..."

It considers itself a genius among electric mice, one in a million, and has always been arrogant.

But recalling the humiliation of being surrounded and attacked by the flock of Fiery Sparrows, and the miserable state of being powerless against the Onix just now, a sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

"This is not your fault, it is my fault."

Ash crouched down and rubbed Pikachu's head.

Its demands and expectations of its partners are too high, exceeding its current capabilities.

"Pikachu! Pikachu!"

Pikachu shook its head violently, gesturing excitedly with its two little paws.

No, no!

You have no problem; it's my fault for not executing perfectly. I'm not strong enough!

"No, no, no, it's because I don't know you well enough!"

"Pikachu! Pikachu!"

"No, no, no...!"

"I have my reasons for this."

Watching the man and the rat take responsibility for each other.