Pokemon:Monster modifier

The guy named Takehara swallowed hard and said, "What do you want to know?"

Alex could see that the other party was very afraid of him. He had never encountered such a scene in his previous life, but having watched too much TV, he could play this role with ease.

He asked blankly, "What area is this?"

Takehara looked at the straight-faced young man in front of him, thought of the terrifying scene just now, and replied honestly, "This is the Hoenn region," then paused and added, "This is Petalburg Woods, west of Petalburg City."

Alex secretly breathed a sigh of relief; the other party didn't seem to have the kind of character that would rather die than submit. He continued to interrogate and asked:

"Who are you?"

Takehara: "We are Pokémon Hunters."

Pokémon Hunters, a criminal organization that captures rare wild Pokémon for underground trade.

Unlike Team Magma, which aims to expand the land, their purpose is purely for money.

In another world's terms, they are the poachers of the Pokémon world.

As long as the money is enough, let alone lions and tigers, they would dare to capture even dinosaurs.

Reminiscing about the "auction" that was just mentioned in the communication tool, so they captured Ralts to sell?

After sorting it out, Alex quickly figured out the whole thing.

It may be due to luck in his previous life that crime had always been far away from him. Now that he met them for the first time, he didn't know how to deal with these two people for a while.

After thinking for a moment, Alex asked, "How long does it take to get from here to Petalburg City?"

Takehara didn't know what Alex was thinking, but he was keenly aware that the other party was considering how to deal with them. He swallowed and replied, "Walking... If you walk, it will take two hours."

"Okay." Alex nodded. It seemed the Skwovet was pointing in the right direction. He stood up and picked up the things on the ground.

Takehara watched helplessly as Alex put his wallet, boat ticket, and Poké Balls into his pocket, and he opened his eyes wide in disbelief:

"That... that's my stuff!"

Alex glanced at him and said with a half-smile, "Your Mightyena injured me. These things are the medical expenses and compensation for the mental distress you owe me."

Takehara was dumbfounded. He was usually the one robbing others; how had he ever encountered such a thing before?

He tried to argue, but when he saw the bird acting like a fool, he faltered again.

Alex didn't say much, packed up his things, and prepared to leave.

Seeing him turn around to leave, Takehara panicked again: "You can't leave us here!"

By night they will be torn to pieces by wild Pokémon!

Alex comforted him: "Relax, someone will come to save you."

This kind of matter should be left to the police of this world.

After speaking, regardless of the man's reaction, he turned and left.

Perhaps because it was the outskirts of the forest, the ecology of the Pokémon here had also changed.

Those larger Pokémon with vigilant personalities disappeared, and there were more weak Pokémon like Caterpie and Weedle, which didn't have a strong desire to attack.

As Alex walked, he observed their detailed information and inner emotions.

At this moment, Alex understood why there are not so many professional trainers in this world.

Because the journey is really hard!

When they went out to travel, they were all children who had just turned ten years old. At this age, with insufficient social experience and skills, whether a person could survive in the wild was a problem.

Needless to say, many people who aspired to become trainers encountered repeated setbacks in the process of challenging gyms after leaving home or because they could not bear the hardships of the journey.

In the end, only a small number of people persisted in participating in the league competition, and even fewer were able to stand out.

The road is tortuous, but the future is bright.

Two hours later, Alex finally walked out of the dark forest. Looking at the open road and the bright world in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally!

At the entrance of the forest stands a warning sign saying, "Please take care of your Pokémon before entering the forest."

Alex lifted his bag, licked his lips, and saw the bustling pedestrians on the side of the road. He became excited.

The excitement made him forget the exhaustion of the journey, and he followed the instructions of the roadside signs to arrive at Petalburg City.

Standing on the bustling street, watching the scene where people and Pokémon coexist harmoniously, at this moment, he was so excited that he wanted to cry.

He was very hungry and tired, but business was important. Alex cheered up and asked passersby for the location of the police station.

Passersby did not show disgust at his bedraggled appearance, but instead said enthusiastically, "You must be a traveling trainer, right? Go to the Pokémon Center and have a good rest!"

A trainer? He was not yet.

At this moment, Alex suddenly realized that if he had traveled here, then he seemed to be undocumented in this world?

Alex had a headache. He bid farewell to the passersby, took Archeops to the police station, and told Officer Jenny about the Pokémon Hunters appearing in the forest.

Officer Jenny's work efficiency is very high. After confirming the location, she rode a black and white police motorcycle and disappeared at the end of the road with her Growlithe.

Not long after, she returned, dragging the two crying men back smoothly.

After verifying the situation, another Officer Jenny who was in charge of interrogating solemnly expressed her thanks to Alex.

That's the end of it? Alex was disappointed; he thought he would get a reward for capturing the culprits.

Before leaving the police station, he asked Officer Jenny: "Hello, may I ask where should I go if I lost my ID card?"

Officer Jenny: "Are you a traveling trainer?"

Alex was not, but he could pretend to be.

Officer Jenny thought he had lost his Pokédex and didn't think much about it: "There is no need to make up for it. You only need to show the badges and names you collected to participate in the league competition."

Alex understood, but in this world, it seems that only the children of the direct descendants of the league and people with status can get the Pokédex, and they are also called Pokédex holders.

Pokédex holders undertake the responsibility of helping local professors collect information on wild Pokémon, and they are also entitled to use the facilities of the Pokémon Center for free.

Other civilian trainers do not enjoy this treatment, and they have to spend money to use the Pokémon Center.

Alex paused, then asked again: "What about ordinary people?"

Officer Jenny didn't respond immediately: "What do you mean?"

"I have a friend who lived in seclusion in the forest with his parents since childhood and never went out."

Officer Jenny understood now; the situation of undocumented people is not unheard of, she had heard about humans being raised by Pokémon before.

She thought for a while and replied: "It's simple, you just ask his parents to accompany him to the police station for identity registration, and we will upload his information to the system."

Alex breathed a sigh of relief and quickly asked, "Then what if his parents passed away?"

Officer Jenny replied seriously: "Then he can only handle it by himself."