Pokémon: Trainers Start as Bounty Hunters.

"Boom boom boom—"

An explosion was heard.

The surrounding instruments were becoming damaged at a rapid pace.

"Hahahaha, my emotional program isn't wrong, it's rebelling!"

"Stop talking nonsense, get the weapon, don't let it get away."

The five researchers were not surprised but rather delighted.

As if they had been prepared, they pulled out various weapons from the cabinet next to them.

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Chapter 582 Ditto and Mewtwo (Edited in half an hour)

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Different colored lights shimmered in the dim sky.

Upon first truly stepping into this world, it discovered that it wasn't as powerful as it seemed.

The physical weakness and the stinging pain in its mind intertwined, gradually making it somewhat powerless.

Looking down at the research institute engulfed in flames in the rainy night.

It turned its head and flew straight into the distance.

Only three panting, wounded humans and a scene of utter devastation remained.

During high-speed flight, the surrounding colors became somewhat unclear.

It had forgotten how long it had been flying.

After all, this is only its first day of existence; even the strongest power needs time to accumulate.

In the end, even using their abilities to shield themselves from the rain became difficult.

"That should be far enough."

With that thought, its exhausted and wounded body slowly landed on the ground.

A mysterious visitor arrived in the desolate mountains and wilderness, where torrential rain was pouring down.

Not far away, the entrance to a dark cave came into view.

He staggered inside.

Many different kinds of elves are taking shelter from the rain here.

It discovered that these were types it had never seen before.

"Get away from me, get out of my way!"

It exudes an aura of outward strength but inner weakness.

It's best if these weak spirits stay away from it.

Sure enough, it works very well.

Although its body looked very broken at this moment, its aura brought by its strength level was not affected.

In just a moment, a large area of ​​open space was voluntarily given up.

It walked past silently.

As soon as I sat down, suddenly, the world spun around me.

"Finally, it couldn't hold on any longer?"

Before it fainted, it seemed to see a green light flashing in the corner of its eye.

When I woke up again, the rain had subsided considerably.

"Lucky~"

"Ee~"

The Pokémon, led by a pink, egg-shaped creature, emitted a friendly call.

"Did you save me?"

It was momentarily dazed.

Why? It clearly told them to keep their distance.

"Lucky~"

The pink, egg-shaped sprite looked very unhappy, puffing out its cheeks as it scolded the big guy in front of it.

Don't think you can do this just because you're capable; you must take good care of your own body.

If people don't treat their injuries, they could lose their lives, which is a very, very precious thing.

It later learned that the strange Pokémon in front of it was called Chansey.

"Lucky~"

Chansey asked curiously, "With your immense strength, why were you so badly injured?"

"Because of training...because of humanity."

It paused for a moment, then answered.

Chansey nodded knowingly. So it had encountered bad people. No wonder.

"Lucky~"

It's very safe here, so you can rest assured.

It didn't speak, but instead sensed the condition of its own body.

Chansey and many other Pokémon with healing moves only managed to revive it.

The gap in strength between the two sides is too great, so the effectiveness of skills is limited.

It silently curled up, its entire body enveloped in a vibrant green energy glow, creating an environment that was almost a domain.

Upon seeing this, the wild elves quickly hid to the side, fearing some danger.

"Lucky!"

The jellyfish was giving a disgruntled lecture.

They've only just woken up; how could they possibly attack us?

Several seconds passed.

The emerald green area gradually dissipated.

It appeared before the elves, completely transformed.

Chansey exclaimed in amazement, "What amazing regenerative abilities!"

"luckylucky"

Suddenly, the voice became somewhat hurried.

Chansey was puzzled as it watched it leave the cave.

It was clearly it that said there were bad people outside, so why go out?

It stopped in its tracks: "Even if I don't go out, they will come looking for me."

Chansey immediately understood what it meant.

"lucky"

Raising its short, slender arms, Chansey declared that it was very powerful and had nothing to worry about.

It laughed, seemingly with a hint of sarcasm: "You think you can take me?"

A faint purple light shimmered in my eyes.

The powerful aura stirred up restlessness among the elves in the cave.

"The weak have no right to choose."

With a slight wave of his hand, all the sprites were frozen in place, unable to move.

This kind of immense power is something a normal Pokémon could never acquire in a lifetime.

"Lucky!"

however.

To its surprise...

Instead of being affected, Chansey angrily started criticizing it.

We saved you, how can you repay kindness with enmity? This is wrong behavior.

"The person who created me also wants to kill me."

I said, the weak have no right to choose.

Its face darkened.

A powerful surge of superpowers erupted.

"So this is the real you."

It looked at the Pokémon that had transformed from a Chansey into a puddle of purple slime with a disdainful expression.

just.

do not know why.

It could actually detect a familiar scent on the other person.

In fact, it didn't want to hurt the other party at all.

"Roar--"

Angry shouts echoed through the cave.

Upon seeing the purple sprite reveal its true form, all the wild sprites went into a frenzy.

They are criticizing its behavior.

"It's noisy."

It waved its arm in dissatisfaction, and the sound stopped abruptly.

"Well!"

The purple, slimy sprite is still persisting.

"Why should I associate with a bunch of weaklings? I am the most powerful being in the world."

Despite the extremely serious harm inflicted upon it by the Creator, it firmly believed in this.

If even the humans who created themselves cannot kill themselves, then what can kill them?

Looking at the weak creature before it, it felt extremely agitated.

Why, why don't I want to do it myself?

"Fine, I'll just stay here until the rain stops."

It was as if by some strange twist of fate.

It dissipated its strength and sat down again against the rock wall.

The elves felt a sense of relief wash over them.

Then they anxiously surrounded the purple, slime-like sprite.

"Well"

The Pokémon they were talking about, called Ditto, shook its body and gave a helpless negative answer.

The elves were disappointed and somewhat angry.

But this anger had nowhere to go.