Ash's Pokémon Travel Has Big Problems

Meow Meow suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with disbelief, "Following you?! Following you, you brat Meow?!"

Meow Meow finds it hard to understand why Ash thinks he will willingly submit in the future.

Are you so confident?

"Pikachu!" Pikachu called out in dissatisfaction, its cheeks crackling with electricity.

Ash raised his hand to signal Pikachu to calm down, and continued, "I am very confident about my future."

"At the top of the Sky Throne, that is the seat of the king."

"And one day I will stand above all others."

"I will be the champion of champions."

"I will be the strongest Pokémon Trainer ever, without equal." Ash said this with great confidence.

It was as if what he was talking about wasn't a possibility for the future.

It is not a fact that has already happened.

"..." Meowth subconsciously turned its head away, not daring to look at Ash at all.

Such a strong desire and will.

Looking at the boy in front of her... Meow Meow seemed to see Sakaki's appearance clearly.

"Damn it, why do I feel like I'm seeing Boss Banmu?" Meow Meow muttered subconsciously.

Then he quickly covered his mouth.

Giovanni's identity is both a secret and a secret, because not many people know about it.

But if it's not a secret... those in higher positions actually know it.

Sakaki didn't hold back too much.

His status and position stemmed from his power, not from his being hidden and unknown to others.

Great power originates from within; that's how confident we are.

If no one defeats Giovanni, then knowing more secrets about him is useless.

Often, what determines right and wrong is winning or losing.

You can only say someone is wrong if they lose.

It's not because he was wrong that we lost.

“Of course… that’s just the future, so I won’t let you come with me now,” Ash said.

"Now, I need your cooperation to 'persuade' your two not-so-bright friends... so they don't cause trouble for me on the way to the police station."

Ash glanced meaningfully in the direction of the camp.

Musashi and Kojiro were quite resilient.

Once it wakes up, it will probably start yelling and shouting.

"In return," Ash crouched down, looking Meowth in the eye.

“I can help you see how far you’ve gone down this ‘wrong path’ and whether there’s any possibility… to make up for the combat lessons you’ve missed.”

"After all, just being able to talk doesn't mean you can do anything, and you can't complete the 'glorious' mission of your boss, Giovanni, right?"

Ash wanted to test the system's impact on Pokémon growth.

Theoretically speaking, Meow Meow is currently stuck at a certain level and can't level up.

Now that Ash has captured him, can he start growing stronger again?

system!

Show me your limits!

"!!!" Meow Meow was completely stunned, her mouth agape as she stared at the human boy in front of her.

How would he know about Boss Sakaki?

What does he mean?

Make up for lost combat training?

is it possible?

Because of the overwhelming impact, Meow Meow didn't notice that he had just mentioned Sakaki's existence.

The sheer volume of information and the irresistible allure it contains—the possibility of becoming stronger.

"By the way, Giovanni is the Gym Leader of Viridian City, right?" Ash suddenly asked. "You just let it slip."

Ash mimicked Meowth's tone: "Damn it, why does it feel like I'm seeing Giovanni, Meowth?"

"Aaaaaah!!!" Meow Meow's eyes widened, realizing she was doomed.

"Hahaha, don't worry, I won't tell anyone." Ash patted Meowth's head and admitted that its fur felt nice to the touch.

Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, quietly bathing the man, the mouse, and the cat.

From deep within the forest came a distant, cooing sound.

The cat's paws unconsciously scratched at the fallen leaves on the ground, its inner struggle was obvious.

Xiao Zhi didn't urge it, but just watched it quietly with great patience.

for a long time.

With great difficulty and a dry voice, Miaomiao finally spoke: "...You...you're telling the truth, Miaomiao?"

“I already said that,” Ash interrupted it.

The curve of his lips finally became more pronounced, carrying a confidence that made Miao Miao's heart flutter, as if he could see through everything.

"Nobody knows Pokémon better than me." Ash stood up, brushing the grass clippings off his pants. "Choose, Meowth."

Meowth looked at Ash's outstretched hand, then at Pikachu glaring at it from the side, and finally its gaze returned to Ash's eyes, which seemed to glow in the night.

It swallowed hard, making a gurgling sound in its throat.

“…Okay, okay…Meow…choose 2.” It said very reluctantly and in a soft voice, its tail tip cautiously and tentatively curling around Ash’s finger.

"But, but if you lie to me... I'll definitely scratch your face until it's bruised, meow!" Meow meow finally retorted with a little stubbornness.

"Pikachu~" Pikachu nodded in satisfaction and put away its electric attack.

Ash smiled and withdrew his hand: "Very good. Well then, welcome to the team temporarily, Meowth."

He took out a Poké Ball, and the red light once again enveloped Meowth's complex expression.

The forest returned to silence, as if the life-changing conversation had never happened.

Only the moonlight remained, coldly watching over everything.

Chapter 36 Aizen & Sōechi (Humorous)

a few days later.

We're almost at Cerulean City.

A thin mist still lingered in the forest clearing in the early morning.

Golden sunlight struggled to penetrate the branches and leaves, casting dappled light spots on the ground.

Meow Meow was staring at a thick tree trunk not far away, gritting its teeth, with fine beads of sweat appearing on its forehead.

It waved its claws again and again, trying to gather the kind of energy it longed for—the swift and dazzling energy of a golden meteor—the high-speed star.

Xiao Zhi has been training it these past few days... as a kind of groundwork.

However, each attempt only resulted in a few faint flashes of white light at the claw tip before being extinguished quickly, like a candle flickering in the wind, leaving not even a trace on the tree trunk.

"Meow! Damn it! I failed again!" Meow scratched its ears in frustration, its eyes filled with anxiety.

"I told you no, meow!"

"This move is simply beyond my ability to learn!"

It slumped to the ground, its tail weakly sweeping the fallen leaves.

Meow Meow has a stubborn and hardworking personality, which can be seen from his ability to walk upright and speak human language.

but……

Unlike before when I tried to learn to speak and walk upright... this time there's absolutely no positive feedback.

I've been practicing for a few days, but I'm still stuck at the beginner level.

Near the embers of a campfire not far away.

Xiaoxia couldn't help but mutter under her breath, "I say, Xiaozhi... isn't that enough?"

"This cat's body structure is not suited to moves that require extremely high energy concentration and projection skills."

"Isn't this asking the cat something it can't have?"

She looked at Miaomiao's dejected expression.

Although I don't like the Rockets, I also feel a little sorry for them.

There are indeed differences between individual Pokémon, and that is an undeniable fact.

Xiao Gang crossed his arms and rationally analyzed the situation: "Xiao Xia is right."

"High-speed stars require precise control over the energy of the general system."

"Given the cat's current physical condition, the burden is too heavy, and the success rate is very low."

His gaze swept over the cat's paws, which trembled slightly from repeated failures.

As a breeder, he prefers a gradual approach to basic training.

Even though Musashi was tied to a tree and had a rag stuffed in her mouth and couldn't speak, she still managed to express her sarcasm with her fiery eyes and nasal "woof woof woof" sounds: "If this cat can learn this, I'll eat Arbok alive!"

Okay, Musashi actually hopes that Meowth can learn High Speed ​​Star.

However, because her words were so offensive, Xiao Zhi shut her up.

This also led the proud and arrogant Musashi to want to go against the grain... in short, it was a battle of wits.

Musashi: Give me peanuts! There are cows here!

Only Kojiro, who was also tied up, watched with a complicated expression as Meowth repeatedly failed and got up again and again. His lips moved silently, as if to say, "Go for it, Meowth..."

Ash took in everyone's reactions, including James's small encouragement.

He walked up to the dejected Meow Meow, squatted down, and spoke in a calm voice that carried an undeniable power:

“Look into my eyes, meow.”

Xiao Zhi felt it was time.

Meowth instinctively raised its head and met Ash's gaze.

Those eyes, hidden in the shadow of the hat brim, were so deep they seemed to absorb all light.

"How many times have you failed?" Ash asked.

"153 times already, meow..." The meow's voice was very low, as if it felt that this was how its life would end.

This brat in front of me must have been lying to me before.

Meow meow... I really am a piece of trash.

"Have you wavered after 153 failures?" Ash's voice was completely calm, as if he were stating a perfectly ordinary fact.

"But... they all said... I can't do it, meow..." Meow lowered her head.

"Them?" Ash's voice had a sense of redemption, like that of a church priest.

Why should you care about other people's definitions?

His voice suddenly lowered, carrying a strange, alluring magnetism that seemed to resonate directly into the depths of Meow Meow's soul:

"The so-called limits are meant to be broken from the very beginning."

"Trust has its limits, meow."

"You trust common sense too much, trust the judgments of others, and even trust your own past failures..."