Pokémon Dream Walker

Shang He felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy and took a fighting stance.

If it weren't for the single scabbard standing in front of him, separating him from Boqi Guo'angang, he would have definitely drawn the sword and faced the enemy.

How could a body of flesh and blood collide with a sharp steel blade?

Yo?

The scabbard of the single sword suddenly stopped, tilting the blade of the sword like a child tilting its head, and a blue eye looked at him aggrievedly.

Shang He raised his eyebrows lightly.

Ok?

Don't you think of me as food?

Do you want to get close to me?

But he didn't dare to overestimate the important matter that mattered to his life, and tried desperately to recall the information related to the single sword scabbard in his mind.

Fortunately, my previous life had different hobbies from other Pokémon players.

Others focus on online battles when playing games.

I am a single-player player. After completing the game, I prefer to discover game Easter eggs and check the background settings of the elves.

Although I can't say that I know all the information about elves.

But they all have precious information on such popular elves as "Ghost Sword", "Yu Sanjia", "Quasi God"...

Single scabbard, "steel + ghost" attributes.

It is suspected to be a social elf, living in an ancient cave far away from human civilization. It absorbs life essence from ribbons for food.

[It is said that the soul of the deceased was reincarnated on the ancient sword. ]

[Wrap the arm of the person holding the sword with blue cloth, sucking the life from him until he collapses. ]

[The souls of those who died because of this sword became the souls of the single scabbard. ]

[The blue eyes on the sword grid are the true body. ]

……

These are its relevant descriptions.

[The sword has become a spirit! ]

This is how many netizens ridiculed this elven race when they learned about "Ghost Sword".

A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind.

Shang He had some guesses and asked tentatively: "Miyamoto Shanghe? Is it you?"

He suspected that the remnant soul of the original owner was still there, and was absorbed when he touched the ancient sword, causing the ancient sword that had been passed down for a long time to be reincarnated into a single scabbard.

This speculation made him more wary of the single sword scabbard.

If it were true, it would be difficult for him to do good if he snatched someone else's body.

But judging from the memory of the original owner, he was a pure swordsman, with a withdrawn and straightforward personality, without the intelligence of LYB.

If you ask directly like this, you will definitely get an answer.

Yo?

The scabbard of the single sword is still tilted, and the blue eyes turn in horror, creating a strange sense of innocence.

Shang He immediately made a judgment.

No!

This is a new single sword scabbard. Its birth may be related to the remnant soul, but it is definitely not the resurrection of Miyamoto Kamiga.

After obtaining the memory of the original owner, he became Miyamoto Kamiga and knew his character well.

If it was really him, he would definitely admit it!

Looking at the reaction of this single scabbard, it is really like a baby. Although it claims to be cruel, it has an innocent heart.

Shang He breathed a sigh of relief, but the crisis was not completely resolved.

"You want to get close to me, right? Do you think of me as your relative?"

Muttering, Shang He extended his hand in a friendly manner.

YoYo…

The single scabbard hummed happily, and came into Shang He's palm, gently rubbing the scabbard part.

Shang He breathed a sigh of relief again as he didn't feel that the life essence was being sucked into him. He rolled his eyes and had a new idea.

How can you not hold elves when you are in the world of elves?

Just arrived.

He is in need of an initial partner. The "Ghost Sword" family has a good reputation, and it is a perfect fit for him who comes from a swordsman family.

First, you need to find a Poké Ball and let the Solo Scabbard score a goal, and then test how friendly it is to you.

In the past life, it is said that a python coiled around the body of the pet owner, and he calculated how long it would take him to be hungry before he could swallow the pet owner completely...

I don't know whether it's true or not.

But the single scabbard is undoubtedly more ferocious than a python, and there is no room for negligence.

After knowing that he was in the elf world, Shang He no longer had much interest in the two scrolls.

While stroking the body of the sword and playing with the scabbard, he thought about the elf ball, and finally remembered where there was a usable elf ball.

Turn around and walk to the door.

Open the sliding door with beige frosted glass to let the morning sunlight shine into the spacious dojo.

The courtyard is elegant and unique, completely in Yingzhou style.

The layout is symmetrical.

The road is paved with bluestone slabs in the middle.

The courtyards on both sides are paved with clean white sand, and there are rugged and strange rocks in the middle that seem to rise from the ground, giving people a sense of strength and power.

The moss on the wall is full of pure vitality.

The green bamboos in the corners are tall and verdant.

There are also four stone lanterns standing in the courtyard, which are simple, elegant and upright, creating an ancient atmosphere.

Looking into the distance.

There are tall skyscrapers and a modern atmosphere that is very different from the courtyard.

Shang He took a few deep breaths and gradually accepted his situation. His eyes were full of interest and curiosity about the outside world.

"Feiyun City? So this is what it looks like..."

"This is much more spectacular than in the game or even in the anime. It makes me feel like I have visited the international metropolis on the other side of the ocean!"

“I can’t imagine the grand scene in other areas!”

"What is the appearance of the Galar Palace, which is vaguely known as the number one in the elven world? Maybe... living in such a strange world is also a good choice."

Yo~

Yo~

The single scabbard didn't know what Shang He was looking at, and kept circling around him, like a naughty child trying to attract the attention of his parents.

"Come here with me, and I'll find you a home first."

Yo!

Du Sword Sheath responded and followed obediently.

Arriving in front of the warehouse, Shang He pushed open the damp wooden door with all his strength. The dust that was stirred up choked his nose, causing him to sneeze twice in a row.

Inside are piles of kendo training equipment.

The kendo clothes, protective gear, bamboo swords, vibrators... were all used in the previous kendo training hall.

Can be imagined.

In the elf world, swordsmanship that deviates from the main theme is not popular.

However, due to some special kendo concepts, it was favored by a small number of discerning people. The business was still okay when the original owner's father was alive.

Three months ago, the original owner's father passed away from illness, and the kendo training center could no longer open.

The original owner is a piece of trash.

If you don't know anything except practicing swordsmanship, how can you understand the lofty ideals of kendo?

He took over the kendo teaching, but his dry teaching content was not recognized, and more than a dozen students quickly left.

The original owner closed the kendo gym and concentrated on practicing swordsmanship, also known as "eating and waiting to die".

Thoughts swirled in my mind.

Shang He looked around the warehouse and found his target. The mahogany box in the corner contained the apprenticeship ceremony of a senior sister.

The original owner was not interested in elves at all, and his family had no preparation for anything related to elves.

Out of the box.

A sapphire gift box was pulled out from the inside. After dusting it off, the gift box was opened. There were eight Poké Balls placed in the bright yellow velvet cloth.

super ball!

Senior ball!

luxury ball

Catching tennis balls!

Nest ball!

Healing ball!

moon ball!

……

"Huh? What kind of ball is this last one? The color of the ball looks very similar to Meng Meng Eclipse..."

Naturally, Shang He couldn't identify every type of Poké Ball.

However, each ball in the gift box has a paper card inserted on one side, with the name and function of each ball clearly marked on it.

He took out the last paper card with two fingers and saw the words "Dream Ball" written on the paper.

Shang He suddenly froze and remembered something important.

"Which elf world am I in? Just like a newbie coming to Marvel, he must first determine which Marvel universe he is in."

"There are also different versions of the elven world..."

"The Dream Ball is a feature of the Unova region and is related to the Dream World, but it cannot be used to determine useful information."

"The original owner is too lonely. What fun is there in practicing swordplay all day long? He doesn't know how to go out more often..."

Shang He complained helplessly.

Lowering his head and continuing to check the paper card, he was surprised to find that the dream ball might be different from the one in his memory.

[Dream Ball: It has a miraculous effect on capturing sleeping elves. ]

After being stunned for a while, Shang He shook his head and said: "Forget it, what can you tell if you only hold a broken ball?"

"In the game, it is a special ball for connecting to the forest, but it is not like this in the real world. It cannot be used to determine the progress of the research on the dream world, and the point in time cannot be determined based on the progress of the research."

"Lie down first and think about these things later."

Shang He was about to pick a ball for the scabbard of his single sword, but his eyes finally locked on the dream ball, and he raised his hand to gently rub his chin.

"Maybe... I can achieve an achievement?"

Shang He raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Dream Ball Ghost Sword, this is great, who dares to say I'm illegal?"

"Single scabbard, score a goal!"

Shang He took out the dream ball from the gift box. Although he shouted fiercely, he did not make a surprise attack. He glanced at the scabbard before throwing the ball.

I've given you time to react, but you can't say I am forcing you with a sneak attack.

The single scabbard showed no sign of resistance and was easily put into the dream ball. The ball fell to the ground and shook twice. The indicator light came on to show that it had been conquered.

Shang He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The "Ghost Sword" is so powerful that only with the elf ball to restrain it can we dare to interact with it with confidence.

He put the single sword out of its scabbard again, and after asking for permission, he held the hilt of the sword with his hand, and the feeling of being commanded by his arm came to his heart.

"Unbelievable!"

Shang He exclaimed, somewhat understanding why Du Sword Sheath was friendly to him.

Maybe it’s because I enlightened it;

It may also be because the weapon is inherited from the family and is naturally close to the inheritor;

It is more likely that it is close to a sword master.

In short, I have an indissoluble bond with the single sword scabbard, as if they were born to be partners, and they connect with each other the moment they hold the hilt of the sword.

It starts with showing kindness.

Then he took the initiative to help himself sort out the swordsmanship fragments, integrate them into instincts, and completely absorb the legacy of the original owner.

without any exaggeration.

He is now a true master of swordsmanship, even higher than the original owner when holding the scabbard of a single sword!

Feeling the power in his body, Shang He sighed.

"If the original owner can combine swordsmanship with elves, why can't he revitalize the school?"

……

The fusion of memories was not easy. Shang He's head kept swelling, so he informed Du Sword Sheath and went to bed to rest.

The sleep was not comfortable.

I don’t know if it’s because my soul and body are incompatible, or for other reasons, but I always feel like my consciousness is leaving my body and going to another world.

Misty, illusory, and as vast as the starry sky.

where is it?

Shang He wanted to touch it in his sleep, but was haunted by fatigue and locked his consciousness in his body.

until noon.

Shang He woke up from hunger with his stomach growling and yawned a few times.

Yo!

The one-handed sword scabbard came over happily, and the one eye that wandered around seemed to be asking for credit, indicating that he was a dedicated guard.

After stroking the sword lightly with his palm and praising him for a few times, Shang He felt his own condition.

My head no longer hurts.

It’s just that I still have muscle soreness caused by excessive exercise.

Just like his college life when he was paralyzed in bed, his body was like this after a sudden physical test. Shang He didn't care about this small problem.

The memories have all merged, and the thoughts have become organized.

It seems to perfectly inherit everything left by the original owner.

But there are still a few obsessions lingering in the depths of his mind, coming from the original owner who is unwilling to die, making Shang He's face gradually become serious.

[Find out the cause of my death and avenge me! ]

[Help me promote the genre! ]

[Live well on my behalf and experience the beautiful scenery I have never seen before! ]

Shang He was stunned by the first obsession filled with resentment.

His mind went blank, his breathing gradually became heavier, the hairs on his body stood on end, and cold sweat broke out on his spine, soaking his clothes.

"Didn't the original owner commit suicide? Or was he robbed of his body by me? But he was killed by unknown factors last night?"

Recalling the memories of last night.

The original owner held an evening meditation class in the ashram. The usual duration should be two hours, and then returned to the bedroom to rest.

But it was within these two hours that he was murdered!

Until I woke up this morning, a soul had been replaced in my body, and I was reborn through another body.

What happened to the original owner?