[Welcome to the world of Pokemon!]
[Script System bound. Host: Roy!]
What? What's going on?
With his consciousness blurred, Roy suddenly heard a strange mechanical voice.
Cold, emotionless.
Yet it echoed directly within his mind.
Roy remembered clearly that he was clearly on his way to buy the latest limited edition rare Pokemon merchandise.
But not long after leaving the house...
"We're all living with all our might..."
The sound of a song drifted from behind him.
His vision went black, and when he woke up again, he heard this inexplicable mechanical voice.
Did I transmigrate?
Roy's head buzzed.
[Randomly selecting a region...]
The cold mechanical voice didn't respond to the questions in Roy's mind at all.
It simply proceeded with its process on its own.
[Region selected successfully — Kanto Region]
[Distributing scripts. Host, please choose a script.]
A light screen unfolded before Roy's eyes.
Three lines of options floated clearly upon it.
[1. Ash Script!]
[2. Gary Script!]
[3. Misty Script!]
Roy was stunned.
Choosing a script?
Does this mean I'm going to restart my life in the Pokemon world?
Is this for real?
His breathing suddenly quickened.
The real Pokemon world!
Yellow-skinned rats that could discharge electricity.
Turtles that could spray water.
Frogs carrying Seeds on their backs.
And those living Trainers, Gym Leaders, the Elite Four, Champions... and more importantly, the heroines he had only ever seen in the anime and games!
The charming and alluring young woman, Delia.
The lively and cute Misty.
The sexy and cold Ice-type Elite, Lorelei.
The curvaceous and enchanting Officer Jenny family.
Even that beautiful executive from Team Rockets...
As a veteran Pokemon fan, Roy was suddenly so excited that his whole body trembled.
He immediately focused his mind and began to seriously examine the three scripts provided by the system.
But here came the problem.
What exactly did this "script" mean?
After choosing, would I experience all the plotlines of the original character?
[After the host chooses a script, the system will logically erase the original character's existence in the Pokemon world. The host will replace the original character with a logical identity and perform a new script.]
The system provided an explanation at the right time.
[Different main quests will be triggered depending on the chosen script.]
[Contact with people, events, and objects related to the original character also has a probability of triggering system tasks. Completing tasks will yield generous rewards.]
Several lines of small text instructions appeared on the light screen at the same time.
"Oh, I get it!"
Roy's eyes lit up.
A Role Play game!
The original character's timeline, plotline, and interpersonal relationships would all be inherited.
But now, I would be the one experiencing it personally!
And I can trigger extra tasks everywhere.
To earn system rewards!
"This system is pretty good..."
Roy licked his lips.
He immediately began to seriously analyze the three scripts.
Ash, Gary, Misty.
They were all important characters in the early stages of the Kanto region.
Wait!
Misty's script?
I'm a guy!
What's the point of giving me Misty's script?
Could it be!
Roy hurriedly pulled open his belt to check, then let out a long sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I'm still as mighty as ever."
Then this Misty script is a direct pass; I'm going to Kanto, not Johto.
If I chose Misty, all the task trigger points would be on men... Ugh~ just thinking about it makes my butt hurt.
Decisively excluded.
Now only the options of Gary and Ash remained.
Gary... Roy rubbed his chin in thought.
Professor Oak's biological grandson.
The favored son of Pallet Town.
Starting off with a luxury sports car.
Followed by a group of beautiful cheerleaders.
Resources, status, connections—he had everything he could want.
If I chose him, the journey would definitely be smooth sailing.
A winner-at-life template from the very start.
But is it really good for things to be too smooth?
Roy frowned.
If the script is too stable,
The chances of triggering extra system tasks would be fewer.
Those system rewards might be even more precious than the resources Gary himself possessed!
On the other hand, Ash's script... eternally single.
A master of releasing Pokemon.
Friend of Legendary Pokemon.
Master of winning against type disadvantages.
Team Rockets' exclusive training partner.
This script is just incredible!
From beginning to end, it's full of "surprises" and "opportunities."
Just walking randomly on the map,
You might stumble into a plot-triggered task.
Not to mention, there are quite a few female characters surrounding Ash.
Misty, May, Dawn, Serena... and Ash's plotline is long.
From Kanto to Johto, Hoenn, Sinnoh, Unova, Kalos, Alola, Galar... all the way down, the number of girls he can come into contact with is countless.
The probability of triggering system tasks is also high.
Rewards would be coming in non-stop.
Thinking of this,
Roy had already made his decision.
"I choose the Ash script!"
[Script confirmed — Ash.]
[Logically erasing the existence of the original script's Ash...]
[Erasure successful!]
[Constructing a logical world identity for host Roy...]
[Construction successful!]
[Script loaded. Wishing the host a perfect life performance in the new world.]
[Transporting host to Kanto · Pallet Town in 3 seconds!]
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The moment the countdown ended,
Roy felt the ground vanish beneath his feet.
His whole body felt as if it were falling into a bottomless abyss.
A sense of weightlessness hit him.
Only the whistling sound of the wind was in his ears.
In the next second, his feet hit solid ground again, and a pitter-patter sound entered his ears.
It was the sound of rain.
Cold rain slapped against his face.
Roy opened his eyes.
His vision was still a bit blurry.
He found himself standing on a road.
On both sides were lush, green trees.
In the distance, he could vaguely see the outlines of several houses.
The sky was a gloomy gray.
The rain was pouring down.
"Is this Pallet Town?"
Roy wiped the rain from his face.
Before he could carefully observe his surroundings,
Suddenly, a blinding light shot from ahead.
In the next instant, BANG!!!
With a dull thud of impact, Roy was sent flying, crashing heavily onto the wet road surface.
Severe pain radiated from his entire body.
But strangely, the expected serious injury or even death did not occur.
[Detected host encountered a fatal impact.]
[Newbie Protection Mechanism triggered.]
[Vital signs stable.]
The system's prompt sounded in his mind.
Roy immediately understood.
"So it's a protection item right at the start..."
He lay on the ground, gasping for breath.
Although he wasn't dead, the pain was still inevitable.
His bones felt as if they were falling apart.
Damn it, what the hell!
Hit by a truck before transmigrating, and hit by luck again after transmigrating.
Roy cursed loudly in his heart.
Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps approached.
"Are... are you okay?"
A panicked female voice sounded.
The voice was very pleasant,
Carrying the unique charm of a mature woman.
And it was also trembling slightly.
Clearly, she was scared out of her wits.
Roy struggled to turn his head.
His gaze moved from the bottom up.
The first thing that caught his eye,
Was a pair of exquisite black silk legs.
The black silk, soaked by the rain,
Tightly wrapped around her long, straight calves.
Moving up, were plump and rounded thighs, with curves so beautiful one couldn't look away.
Further up was a blue hip-hugging skirt.
At this moment, because of the owner's squatting motion, it was stretched tight over her perky buttocks, outlining a breathtaking curve.
The rain had soaked the hem of the skirt, vaguely revealing the darker fabric underneath.
Continuing upward,
Was a slender waist.
Then... Roy's breath hitched.
A pink tight-fitting short-sleeved shirt,
Also soaked through by the rain,
Clung tightly to her body,
Clearly outlining two high peaks, their contours strikingly full.
One could even see through the soaked fabric,
The pattern of the black lace bra inside.
A deep cleavage was faintly visible.
Rainwater slid down along the valley.
The scene was so stimulating that Roy almost had a nosebleed.
This beautiful young woman squatted down a bit more, and her chest swayed into an alluring curve due to gravity.
"Can... can you speak?"
"I'll call an ambulance right away!"
The woman hurriedly pulled out a handheld communicator.
Her fingers were shaking.
Only then did Roy's gaze escape the pull of gravity and continue to move upward.
A slender neck.
Exquisite collarbones.
Finally, a beautiful face filled with anxiety and worry.
She looked to be nearly thirty years old.
Mature and charming, her eyes held both gentleness and a hint of girlish innocence.
Wet brown hair clung to her cheeks.
Eh? This appearance, isn't this... The familiar image gradually overlapped with the character in his memory.
A name instantly blurted out of Roy's mouth.
"Delia... Mama?"
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