Pokémon, but cultural invasion.

For example, how would players from the Pokémon world react to this game?

Driven by curiosity, he eventually decided to take a moment to watch the live stream.

Good morning and good afternoon!

"Who is narrating this wondrous tale? It is I, the wondrous tree!"

The girl's clear voice came from the speaker, a familiar opening, but with a slight stumble.

"She seems a little nervous."

Quanshu touched his nose, seemingly lost in thought.

He had thought that the Gym Leaders in the Pokémon world were all like Nezha with three heads and six arms, but it turns out that they also have ordinary human aspects.

But in any case, the live stream has already started.

Let's evolve a bit further after Chapter 19.

"I believe you have all seen the title of the live stream. That's right, today's topic is not a battle, but a single-player game that sparked a lot of discussion a month ago."

As Qi Shu explained the game in an orderly manner, he moved the cursor, preparing to open the game itself.

"I'm tired of watching matches, it's nice to change things up once in a while."

"Let's get started already, I can't wait!"

"How late does the streamer plan to broadcast today?"

She glanced at the comments as usual, about to answer a viewer's question, but froze the next second.

Because that question was instantly submerged in a sea of ​​densely packed comments made up of various colored fonts, and could no longer be seen.

During his live streams, Qishu tries his best to answer questions from the chat.

This not only increases interactivity but also makes her seem more approachable, preventing the audience from feeling constrained by her status as a dojo leader.

But now she suddenly realizes that the same live-streaming method is no longer working.

The live stream's chat log was like a fiery horse charging up its energy, running wildly.

Any comment on the live stream will disappear in half a second.

Qishu had to consider whether it would be a waste of everyone's time for her to specifically answer one person's question.

"I'm new here. There aren't many dojo owners who frequently stream live. I only just noticed them now."

"Why is the anchor's expression so stiff and a bit blank?"

"The land and water of Padiya and Galar are truly nourishing; they have several beautiful young female brothel owners, unlike our Kanto..."

"Stop right there! We also have a Cerulean Master in Kanto, you know?"

"The Savage Bass of Cerulean City?"

"I think I've spotted the game itself; it's a trumpet bud?"

Some viewers noticed her stiff expression, while others were drawn to the green icon in the lower left corner of the screen.

Without further hesitation, Qi Shu clicked on the Plants vs. Ghosts icon.

After a brief loading period, a small house with white bricks and red tiles came into view, with an endless stretch of cemetery behind it.

The theme song, with the harp as its main melody, suddenly begins, its scales rising and falling, conveying a sense of vitality amidst its eerie and bizarre atmosphere.

"Is this background music from a horror game?"

"Game start: Graveyard Hut, Game end: Battle against Giratina."

"I like the game's art style and visuals, but I wonder what the gameplay is like?"

On the nearby tombstone, several large characters were carved with a stone chisel: "[Begin the Adventure]".

The highlighted font attracts the player's attention.

Qi Shu looked left and right but couldn't find any other buttons, so he obediently clicked on it.

The tombstone flips over, and a faint, murmuring sound, like children playing in the distance, rises up, accompanied by music that gradually fades in pitch, sending chills down your spine.

Gastly grinned and emerged from behind the tombstone, flying towards the cemetery not far away.

You can feel the malicious, lurking gazes hidden in the cemetery.

"How scary!"

"Ghost-type Pokémon aren't like that, they're super cute!"

"There are rumors all over the world that Ghost-type Pokémon can steal your soul."

The eerie background music and deliberately misleading art style immediately stirred up a storm in the barrage of comments.

The camera zooms out, and an old, yellowed letter opens automatically.

"Hello, gravedigger."

Less than 300 meters from your cabin is a cemetery inhabited by countless ghosts who yearn to devour your soul.

This is not good news for ordinary people, but fortunately you have a group of strong and reliable partners.

Please work with your companions to build a defense line, resist the ghosts' attack, and protect the peace of the cemetery.

Please tell me your name is—

Qi Shu, who always liked to play games using his real name, didn't think much of it and entered his name.

After confirmation, the tombstone flickers, and the game officially begins.

The view is of a barren backyard, devoid of any vegetation. The camera pans to reveal several Gastly standing outside the yard.

They stick out their scarlet tongues, their sharp, triangular eyes glancing at the camera, and a few even making funny, provocative gestures.

The grass rolled, and a verdant path appeared in the barren backyard.

At the top of the screen is a long brown bar, and hanging in the bar is a card called "Horn Shooter".

Qi Shu muttered, "It looks exactly like a trumpet bud."

The card is priced at 100 Suns, while the Suns count displayed in the upper left corner of the screen is 175.

Click on the grass to plant your companion.

The strange tree dragged the card into the ground, and after a digging sound, the trumpet-shaped buds began to sway and shake on the grass.

After a while, sirens sounded, and Gastly slowly appeared on the right side of the lawn.

As a Ghost-type Pokémon, it was very well-behaved, floating along the only grassy path at a constant speed.

Bellsprout caught sight of Gastly instantly entering battle mode, shaking its head back and forth.

"Boom~"

A green energy ball shot out from Bellsprout's "O"-shaped mouth and hit Gastly directly.

The crisp sound of the impact and the feedback sound effect of hitting the target were surprisingly good.

"What an honest Gastly! The ghosts in my house all come out through the walls to scare people."

"Ghostly, where's your Shadow Ball? Your competitive career can be declared over after being solo-killed by Bellsprout, right?"

"Ghost is a Poison type, so Energy Ball doesn't hurt it at all."

Sunlight occasionally fell from the sky, and the gray [Horn Shooter] card was fully charged.

Seeing the comments on the screen about Poison type resisting Grass type, Qi Shu was genuinely worried that the game had added a type advantage/disadvantage element.

She quickly planted another trumpet bud.

With both trumpet buds firing at full power, Gastly was bruised and battered after only a few steps. Its purplish-black body became ethereal, and it finally collapsed to the ground, turning into wisps of green smoke.

"died?"

"It has clearly returned to the underworld and returned to Giratina's embrace."

"Do Ghost-type Pokémon even have the concept of death?"

Qi Shu's eyes flickered. Just as the envelope said, "Fight back against the ghost attack with your partners," she seemed to understand the basic gameplay of the game.

When the third trumpet bud appeared on the single lawn path, the terrifying firepower rendered Gastly harmless.

As the last ghost fell, a small card exploded on the ground.

【Sunflower Monster】: It produces sunlight after being planted.

"I will equally despise every gravedigger who puts the sunflower monster in front of the nut dumbbell."

The card features a sunflower monster standing tall and proud.

"The ability to consistently produce sunlight gives the gravedigger a significant advantage."

"With enough sunshine and enough horn shooters, my backyard will be invincible."

"A unique defensive gameplay style—perhaps we should give this kind of game a name?"

The barrage of comments flashed by like lightning, but thankfully the atmosphere was harmonious, which made Qishu breathe a slight sigh of relief.

But she couldn't relax at all, her mind was still tense.

Amidst the torrent of comments, Qishu caught a glimpse of what appeared to be comments from longtime fans.

"I feel like Qishu is particularly tense today. Is it because there are too many people and he can't relax?"

"He's become much quieter than usual."

"come on."

The brief moment of comfort vanished in the sea of ​​colors, and it did nothing to alleviate the pressure.

Qi Shu tried to cheer himself up: "I need to pull myself together and let new viewers feel the charm of Dian Dian live streamers."

The colorful, scrolling bullet screen, resembling knitted threads, is dazzling, and the pounding heart pumps blood, making it impossible to calm the mind.

Just then.

"Si Ru Quan Yong tipped ten Master Balls: 'You are now undoubtedly a popular streamer.'"

Upon seeing the message, Qi Shu suddenly realized that his live stream had surged to the top of the gaming section and into the top ten of the entire channel.

Are you a popular live streamer?

"...I think I am."

Qishu himself had almost forgotten the answer to the question from a month ago.

Oh, I remember now, I'm a popular live streamer.

She murmured to herself, gradually calming down, her pinkish-blue eyes no longer darting around due to nervousness.

"I understand. The gameplay involves collecting sunlight to fight ghosts, continuously passing levels to obtain plant cards, and then using stronger cards to climb higher until you complete the level."

"As you can see from the beginner levels, the game map is very simple, with a maximum of five straight roads. The ghosts also move very slowly, so passing the level is a piece of cake."

?

Looking at the lively DianDian live streamer on his phone screen, Quanshu sighed. It was worth all those ten Master Balls.

Perhaps Kiki herself didn't realize that she had been extremely nervous since the show started, and the way she spoke at the end of her sentences sounded strange.

If it weren't for her good looks, which might lead new viewers to mistake her for just being a bit slow-witted, she probably would have been discovered much earlier.

After giving the reward, she wasn't nervous anymore; instead, a strange confidence about clearing the level suddenly appeared on her face.

Quanshu didn't know what to say. He designed the game and left some little Easter eggs.

It's not that easy to beat the game.

"Never mind, I should go back to take the exam."

He glanced at the live stream one last time, and the popularity had completely exceeded his initial expectations.

The game was officially released a dozen minutes later, and the viewers in the live stream would undoubtedly become the backbone of the game's sales.

If it can increase viewers' desire to buy, even if it's just ten Masterballs, a hundred would be profitable.

Quanshu closed his eyes, and with a thought, the handheld console screen appeared in his mind. He prepared to press the exit button.

He had seen the handheld console's interface countless times; it was very simple, even somewhat empty.