"Bui?"
Qingyu's consciousness was awakened by a strangely familiar cry.
He groggily opened his eyes, only to meet the gaze of a fluffy little creature perched beside his bed in the dimly lit room.
…Did I wake up too hard?
Why is there an Eevee on my bedside?
By normal logic, he should have recoiled into the corner of the bed, pinched his thigh hard, and confirmed that he was dreaming about Pokémon.
And yet—
Almost instinctively, Qingyu reached out and, with astonishing familiarity, rubbed Eevee's round little head a few times.
Mm. Nice texture.
This kind of realistic touch… you wouldn't get that in a dream, right?
"Wait… why does my head feel itchy…?"
The moment Qingyu sensed something off, a torrent of memories surged into his mind.
There was no pain—unexpectedly so—but the sheer volume of information was enough to freeze him in place.
"…I transmigrated?"
As he gradually sorted through the chaotic fragments of memory, Qingyu quickly realized his current situation.
He hurried into the bathroom.
On the other side of the mirror stood a black-haired young man with sharp, handsome features and deep-set eyes, staring back at him.
Overnight, he had returned to the age of eighteen, and the trajectory of his life was completely different from his previous one. If this wasn't transmigration, what else could explain it?
Surely it wasn't a successful surgery…
That option was absolutely unacceptable!
"And on top of that, I transmigrated into the Pokémon world…"
The world's number one IP from his previous life was now unfolding before him in an almost dreamlike way.
"Bui~"
While Qingyu was spacing out in front of the mirror, the Eevee followed him out of the bedroom and let out another soft cry.
"Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat."
No wonder it felt so familiar—why his hand moved so naturally. This Eevee was his starter Pokémon.
Qingyu smiled indulgently and returned to the bedroom, taking out a bag of cheese-stuffed flatbread.
A specialty of the Paldea Region, a flavorful dish that both Pokémon and humans could eat—more nutritious than energy cubes.
After settling Eevee's meal, Qingyu sat back on the bed and muttered softly to himself:
"I'm still Qingyu. Eighteen years old. Originally from Celestic Town in the Sinnoh Region."
"My parents were both elite Trainers. Five years ago, our whole family moved to Los Platos in the Paldea Region and opened the 'Sunshine' Gym."
It sounded like the setup for a happy and fulfilling story.
However, about half a year ago, disaster struck.
His parents had joined the research team for the Area Zero Time Machine Project, where an accident suddenly occurred, and all involved personnel went missing.
The abrupt blow shattered Qingyu's former optimism. He shut himself away from the world, and eventually, overwhelmed by mental exhaustion, passed away last night.
"…Sigh."
Qingyu didn't know what to say. The words on his lips turned into nothing more than a sigh.
As a transmigrator, he actually knew more than that.
For example, after the time machine incident, no one in the team survived—only a single Mabosstiff managed to escape.
"Let's stop here. If I keep thinking about it, I'll get depressed too."
Qingyu shook his head.
Compared to dwelling on the past, he had a bigger mess to deal with.
Aside from taking care of himself and Eevee, restoring the Gym's operations was the most pressing issue before him.
First, his parents had taken nearly all of the Gym's Pokémon with them before departing.
Second, Qingyu himself wasn't a Trainer, nor did he have the mental energy to raise other Pokémon.
In summary, we arrive at a conclusion:
The Sunshine Gym… might really be finished.
Even in the most laid-back Kalos Region, a Gym staying closed for half a year would be shocking news.
Qingyu didn't even dare imagine what kind of expression the Paldea League would wear when Gym qualification reviews came around at the end of the year.
Even worse, the only Pokémon he had left was Eevee, who had virtually no combat power. Even if he wanted to grind, he didn't have the strength.
It felt like a dead end.
Just as despair welled up in Qingyu's heart, lines of text suddenly appeared before his eyes.
[At thirty, you return to your hometown in Celestic Town and live a quiet life, yet still accomplish nothing.]
[Although you marry your childhood friend, who has a successful career, and live a fairly fulfilled life, you still occasionally recall that desolate autumn.]
[At that time, you begin to fantasize again—]
[If you had managed to preserve the Gym your parents left behind, perhaps your life would have been completely different?]
[Viewing the present through the lens of the future, you know very well that there is only one truly viable path to saving the Gym!]
[Reborn once more, you resolve to create a future without regrets!]
[So—go livestream, young man!]
[Life Reversal System binding successful. Awaiting activation.]
[Activation Mission: Imitate the successful model of the Levincia Gym and gain your first batch of fans for the Gym.]
[Reward: System functions unlocked, Growth Points ×50]
…A system?
Having read web novels on Qidian for over a decade, Qingyu was no stranger to the standard-issue system for transmigrators.
Life Reversal Systems had been quite popular before his transmigration—he just never expected to get one himself.
Though he didn't yet know what the system actually did, the information it provided pointed him toward a clear lead.
Livestreaming.
In his previous life, Qingyu had been a small streamer himself. By clowning around in Pokémon battles, he'd amassed tens of thousands of followers—enough to make a living.
This was practically a perfect fit.
With that thought, he immediately took out his phone and tapped the red-and-white Poké Ball app labeled "PokéTV."
PokéTV was the Pokémon League's official video and livestream platform—essentially a combination of YouTube, Bilibili, and TikTok from his previous world.
Typing "Iono" into the search bar, a channel quickly popped up.
[Iono's Electric Talk Live — Followers: 30,000 — Videos: 10]
The latest video had been uploaded twelve hours ago and had already surpassed 400,000 views.
For a newcomer, that was absolutely terrifying data.
So she had already taken off at this point?
Curious, Qingyu tapped into the video.
"Everyone! It's tiiiime~ for Iono's Electric Talk Live!"
A sweet, energetic voice rang out.
Then a lively girl with pink hair and a streak of blue in her bangs appeared, enthusiastically waving at the audience beyond the screen.
"Hey~ how are you all doing?"
"Capturing your eyeballs with an electric net! Who's talking electric? It's me, Iono! Good morning, good afternoon, good evening—hello, ciao~!"
Iono, the Levincia Gym Leader, and a future superstar streamer.
Though she still seemed a bit raw now, she would soon explode in popularity at rocket speed, becoming an online top influencer.
In the eyes of players from Qingyu's previous life, she was the one and only designated cutie of the Paldea Region.
Watching the energetic girl on the screen, Qingyu couldn't help but smile.
Iono really is adorable~
The system's hint was already very clear.
Imitate the Levincia Gym—use livestream popularity to drive traffic to the Gym.
It seemed feasible.
Qingyu watched while thinking silently.
The internet era in this world had started relatively late. The livestream industry was likely still a blue ocean.
But there was a small problem.
If he wanted to imitate her… wasn't the difficulty a bit too high?
Would there really be people who didn't want to watch cute streams and instead came to follow a rough guy like him…?
"Today is another day of ranking up! So let's play Pokémon Champions together with Iono!"
"If I can make it to the Ultra Ball tier, maybe I'll even get matched with other Gym Leaders in the future~"
While Qingyu continued analyzing Iono's path to success, she tapped the screen and entered a game that looked nine parts out of ten completely wrong.
Pokémon Champions
…I'm in the Pokémon world, playing a Pokémon game?
Qingyu raised an eyebrow, instantly sensing a clue. He paused the video and switched to his browser to search the title.
As he learned more about the game, his pupils began to tremble.
At last, he understood.
Why the system claimed that the success of the Levincia Gym—
was something that could be replicated.
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