Ditto doesn't move

[The attack power of the Charge Bear has been greatly increased!]

[The charging bear has entered a state of chaos!]

Chaos is where the real opportunity for victory lies.

The brain is affected by the move's effect, causing the Angry Bear to enter a state of irrationality, unleashing its full potential in an attack mode. Now, all the Angry Bear sees are countless clown-like enemies spinning around and mocking it.

How could Zhichong Xiong, who was already competitive and simple-minded, tolerate such a humiliation?

I can't take this anymore! I'm going to explode!

boom!

A dull sound effect reached the eardrums of all the audience members.

Charge Bear! Charge Bear attacked itself because it was confused!

Due to the sudden change and reversal of the situation, the trainers on both sides showed completely different expressions of excitement and anger.

"Charge straight at the bear! Calm down!"

"Well done! Coyote, press your advantage!"

This time, the coyote obeyed its trainer's command, baring its fangs and launching an attack on the enemy... [Bite!]

Because the move's type is the same Dark, this attack, even if weaker than the [Slash] used by Ursaring earlier, isn't much different.

Black energy gathered on the wolfhound's fangs. Could it be... could it really be going to defeat it?

Wrong! Utterly wrong!

At that very moment, right now, the trainer issued a command that should never have been issued!

He still hasn't figured out how the weak should fight!

Although the charging bear in the chaos has reduced its stamina to a state of injury with only half remaining (i.e., its health bar turns yellow) due to attacking itself, that does not mean that all of its attacks will hit itself.

At this moment, the wolfhound pounced forward, allowing the charging bear to finally find its target to attack!

boom!

Black fangs pierced into the brown fur of the charging bear, but the bear countered with a swift swipe, striking the wolfhound on its back with its sharp claws!

Huge plumes of smoke and dust exploded outwards as energy clashed, and everyone held their breath, watching intently as the scene unfolded.

Who was it? Who really won?

Is it an indomitable coyote or a well-trained, straight-running bear?

It has appeared! Standing in the center of the field is...

It's a straight-up bear!

The wolfhound, struck by tremendous force, flew a meter or two into the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

Xiao Tian, ​​the boy in swim trunks, froze for a moment, then burst into tears and ran to his friend.

The bystander in charge of the referee opened his mouth, seemingly reluctant to utter the cruel verdict.

Xia Ming, however, shouted out the answer before he could:

"The winner is... the coyote!"

Before he could finish speaking, the straight-up bear, who was barely standing, collapsed to the ground with a thud.

On the other side, the wolves were trying to stand up, but slipped several times because of their limp.

Even though he looked disheveled, his arrogant eyes were still bloodshot.

quack!

Hey!

Great!

The onlookers cheered in a way that was difficult to decipher.

Just as he was about to go forward to congratulate the winner, Xia Ming had already walked up to the boy in swimming trunks.

Xia Ming looked down at the other person and said:

"The victor in this battle is the coyote."

"But there is no doubt that you lost! You lost miserably."

"You can't see the situation clearly, your commands are all over the place, and you don't understand the power your teammates possess..." Xia Ming pointed at the Polihound: "This victory was entirely earned by the Polihound itself. Your role as the trainer is less important than that of the spectators on the sidelines."

"The reason why the coyote can still win even when it is being held back is that after suffering enough damage to be fatal, it forced itself to endure it because it didn't want to upset you."

"Kid, you should know what shame is!"

Tears, pulled out.

The coyote swayed, trying to bark at those who mocked its master, but it had already burned out and could only lie resentfully in the sand, its eyes glaring fiercely.

The boy in swim trunks angrily pounded the ground with both hands, hating his own powerlessness. Then, he finally raised his head, tears streaming down his face, and said to Xia Ming:

"Big brother! I want to become a professional trainer!"

The aloof boy didn't speak, but raised his head to face the sunlight and placed his hand on Xiaotian's head to pat it.

The scene, like a world-famous painting, left everyone present speechless for a long time.

Then, two spoilsporting people anxiously darted out from the crowd.

It's...it's a heartless and ruthless TV reporter!

The microphone, as long as a spear, was thrust directly in front of the boy, and the beautiful, high-achieving female reporter fired off her questions like a machine gun:

"Your coaching of this young man in a match has been broadcast live online and on television!"

"The understanding of the emotional beliefs of the hyena is thought-provoking, the judgment of the battle situation is incredibly accurate, and the analysis of the Dark attribute is even more enlightening."

"Some viewers want to consult you during our live stream..."

"Are you perhaps a Dark-type Champion from another region, or... a Champion, who's here for tourism?"

The other party rambled on and on, which showed that they were indeed very excited.

In short, the other party is asking...

What kind of champion are you?

This brings me to the significance of my complete Pokédex from the first to the ninth generation.

You may call me:

Void Nine-Crown King

Book 1 The Happy Little Ditto: Chapter 6 is practically a succubus!

What an exhilarating and thrilling battle! It even made me get aroused!

Although I wanted to say that, people in the Pokémon world haven't gone that crazy yet, and there aren't any blood-soaked viewers shouting "It's worth dying for!", which inevitably makes people feel a little unsatisfied.

Xia Ming waved his hand, trying to shoo away the annoying TV reporters.

He's still undocumented, and becoming famous through interviews isn't a good thing.

But just then, he heard a voice from the crowd:

"Hmph, just a battle between mere stepping stones."

Who! Who is it?!

Xia Ming's eyes immediately sharpened.

This...this familiar tone...could it be that there are other transmigrators in this world?

Who is speaking?

Xia Ming looked carefully at the crowd, trying to find the person who had just spoken. Only a cute little cat with red and black stripes was walking against the crowd towards the beach.

"Meow (bored)~"

Yes, it's the number one roaring tiger in the universe!

It's only natural that such a powerful being would look down on a fight between weaklings.

Wait, I was wondering about that earlier... why were there such incomprehensible cheers like "Quack!" and "Eek!"?

This is clearly not the kind of sound people in the relaxed, everyday Pokémon world would make.

and so……

Xia Ming's gaze swept across the entire area, and he saw the Pokémon following their masters.

"Pikachu! (Wow, that's awesome!)"

"Eevee~ (pats me)"

"Super strength! Super strength~ (The game's over, time to go to the docks and lay bricks)"

???

As we all know, humans can't understand Pokémon's language and can only grasp the general meaning, but that doesn't matter, as long as they're cute or cool.

So how do Pokémon, with their adorable voices, evaluate humans?

"Explosive! Explosive! (Bored, I want to see rivers of blood!)"

"Meow~ (Silly human, I found another star fragment! This house is all thanks to me!)!"

It's best not to delve into it further.

In short, although the reporter was still unwilling to give up and wanted to ask more questions, both Pokémon on both sides of the battle were seriously injured and needed to be sent to the Pokémon Center for treatment as soon as possible.

As the theoretical older brother of Xiaotian from Swim Trunks, Xia Ming naturally had a reason to go to the Pokémon Center with them, and the reporter had no choice but to give up, no matter how unwilling he was.

This fully proves that the daily interactions between people are still the warm and familiar routine that Xia Ming is familiar with.

As for any strange things Pokémon say, just pretend you didn't hear them...

"Meow! (Egg! My egg!!)"

At the Pokémon Center, the beautiful Nurse Joy had just finished surgery and, wiping the sweat from her brow, gave a gentle smile to Meowth, who was still struggling on the gurney.

"Okay, make sure you get plenty of rest after the surgery, okay? After all, if your owner has more than a dozen litters in a row, it will be a real headache for both of you."

"Meow! (You bitch! You dare cut off my balls, I'll kill you!)"

This is probably what daily life is like at the Pokémon Center.

This was clearly different from the cramped Pokémon Center Xia Ming had imagined. It wasn't just for Pokémon injured in battle, but also for those with colds, fevers, energy imbalances, or who were elderly, who were getting injections and IV drips here.

They are no different from community hospitals, no wonder some cities open three, five or more Pokémon Centers.

The workload is so huge, Miss Joey, you must be exhausted.

Standing at the entrance of the Pokémon Center, looking at this chaotic yet vibrant scene, Xia Ming, as a former medical student, couldn't help but feel a deep respect for Miss Joy.

Fortunately, the Pokémon Center isn't just about Nurse Joy and her Chansey. Besides the treatment area in the center, there are rows of shops on both sides, such as coffee shops, Pokémon fast food, Poké Ball shops, as well as separate training facilities, accommodation facilities, and so on...

It feels like a small, exquisite, yet fully equipped supermarket; you could live here your whole life and never encounter any problems.

So, theoretically speaking, could this be considered an alternative cooperative?

Just as Xia Ming was lost in thought, Miss Joey, who was taking a short break from work, noticed the group and quickly came forward to ask:

Has anyone's Pokémon gotten hurt?

Hey, aren't they holding Pokémon? Miss Nurse Joy, why are you asking me?

With a gentle temperament and sweet face, although the appearances of Miss Joy have been similar throughout the generations, they are all undoubtedly quite beautiful.

In response, Xiao Gang, a master of the "heartbreak" genre, remarked, "Miss Joey, she's a woman old enough to be my mother!" (The last line appears to be a nonsensical string of characters and doesn't translate directly.)

Or perhaps the handsome men and beautiful women in the Pokémon world are just a standard of attractiveness?

This is our world of anime and manga. You can pick any pretty girl off the street. Do you have any pretty girls like that?

"I don't have any Pokémon, Miss Nurse Joy, please treat them first," Xia Ming said.

Of course, although they are Team Shout, Team Shout's Pokémon are still Pokémon. You can report them now and have the evil organization members arrested, but their Pokémon deserve treatment.

Miss Joey's eyes showed a hint of regret, but she quickly recovered and took the wolfhound and the straight bear to the nursery.