A Thousand Years Ago, the Elf World

The wind was howling, and his body felt weightless as it rose; Lin Feng felt as if something were dragging him upward.

After ascending to a certain height, he drifted in mid-air, and as the pulling force vanished, his figure plummeted!

"Ah!"

Lin Feng sat up abruptly, gasping for air.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead; the dream had felt so real that it left his back drenched.

He looked around, wanting to call for his Pokémon. He had actually had a nightmare; his body must be too weak. It seemed he would need Gardevoir to use a Heal Pulse of love on him.

His vision was blurry at first, then gradually cleared.

Blue skies, white clouds, green grass, and fruit trees—the unfamiliar scene before him left him feeling bewildered.

"Where is this?"

Lin Feng scanned his surroundings, realizing this was not his Spirit Breeding House.

Just then, a sharp pain struck his brain. Memories seemed to connect in an instant, forcibly poured into him, and flashed by like a slideshow.

Aiven, sixteen years old, orphaned since childhood, raised by his aunt and uncle.

His uncle was the village chief of Orange Fruit Village in the City of Ambition, where all the villagers made a living by growing berries.

The sudden appearance of these memories startled Lin Feng, for they belonged to Aiven, yet everything before his eyes reminded him that this Aiven was him!

Have I transmigrated?

Lin Feng was no stranger to the concept of transmigration; many novels featured such plot devices.

Wait, this seems to be in ancient times... Lin Feng froze suddenly.

He then looked at the linen clothes he was wearing and recalled Aiven's memories of the City of Ambition, with its distinct European medieval-style architecture.

"Hm? That is..."

Suddenly, Lin Feng's gaze landed on a branch of a fruit tree.

On a slender branch stood a Cherubi, its head topped with a short stem that bore two green leaves and a berry.

Most strangely, this Cherubi had a pair of sparkling eyes and a small mouth, and its gaze happened to meet Lin Feng's.

"Cherubi, a Grass Attribute Pokémon," Lin Feng whispered the name of the creature.

Lin Feng examined the Cherubi before him, then looked at the short stem on its head; the berry was gone, and a clean cut was visible.

Cherubi is a type of edible food.

The sudden thought startled Lin Feng. Cherubi was indeed a delicacy highly favored by the nobles of this world!

The "Cherubi" here did not refer to the fruit growing on them, but to consuming the entire Cherubi itself, which was said to have magical effects in healing wounds and prolonging life!

This reminded him of Farfetch'd, a Pokémon that had long been treated as food by humans and had nearly gone extinct due to overhunting.

Recalling the memories in his mind, Lin Feng's expression darkened. As a Pokémon Breeder from the Huaxia Alliance in the Elf World, whose daily work involved caring for and raising Pokémon, he found the idea of eating them difficult to accept.

"Big Brother Aiven, so you're here."

Just then, a shout came from afar, and a boy of about ten years old ran over quickly.

With short brown hair and wearing a tunic that looked like a dress, Lin Feng quickly extracted the boy's information from his memory.

This boy was Andy, his cousin, ten years old, and the two brothers usually had a good relationship.

However, his gaze did not linger on his cousin, but shifted to the handsome Pokémon behind Andy, which was covered in black fur and looked like a lion.

"It's Uncle Darby's Luxray..." Memories regarding Luxray surfaced in Lin Feng's mind.

In the next moment, his pupils contracted sharply, his gaze fixed on the black metal device on Luxray's back.

He had seen this kind of black metal device before, in the history museum of Cameran Palace!

"Beast Gear!"

He whispered the name in his heart.

A thousand years ago, Pokémon were called "beasts" by humans. Back then, there were no Poké Balls, and Beast Gear were special tools used by humans to bind and control Pokémon!

Beasts... Lin Feng frowned, thinking of the records in history books; the relationship between humans and Pokémon in this era was not as good as it would be later.

"Big Brother Aiven, what's wrong? Are you still feeling unwell?" the boy asked with concern, tugging at the corner of Lin Feng's clothes.

Hearing the words, Lin Feng snapped back to reality, subconsciously patting the little guy's head and returning a smile: "I'm fine, just a bit tired."

At the same time, he looked into the distance and saw a middle-aged couple walking over; it was his aunt and uncle.

"Oh, little Aiven, we finally found you."

The sturdy, brown-haired aunt hurried to Lin Feng's side and pulled him into her arms.

"Sorry to make you worry, Aunt Irene." A warmth rose in Lin Feng's heart; his aunt and uncle had always been very kind to Aiven.

Andy's father also walked over. The fruit farmer had dark skin, and he forced a smile onto his stern face: "It's good that you're alright."

Looking at his downcast aunt and uncle, Lin Feng felt a sense of confusion; had something happened to the orchard?

The next moment, images flashed through his mind again.

Aiven's uncle was once an adventurer, and during his travels, he had accidentally encountered a Petilil.

The leaf atop a Petilil's head possesses the magical power to heal wounds, making it an extremely rare Pokémon.

Half a day ago, Baron Reiser of City of Ambition suddenly fell into a coma, and after searching for pharmacists throughout the entire city, no one could cure him.

However, it was unknown where they had heard that Uncle Darby possessed a Petilil, so they forcibly broke into the orchard and took the Petilil away.

The reason they took the Petilil was, shockingly, to concoct a legendary panacea capable of curing any illness.

Using a Petilil to concoct a panacea—Lin Feng's brows furrowed as he gained a new understanding of the dark and barbaric nature of this world; at the same time, this was a feudal world where the nobility reigned supreme!

"So that's how it is, it's because of the Petilil?"

Lin Feng understood the reason; the Petilil had lived with them day and night, and they had long since formed a deep bond, plus the Healing Leaf on the Petilil's head was also the orchard's most important source of income.

Losing the Petilil was a massive blow to Aiven and his aunt and uncle!

"From today on, I am Aiven." Lin Feng took a deep breath and muttered in a low voice, "Then now... I must find a way to rescue the Petilil."

Hello everyone, we meet again~

ps: The background is selected from Lucario and the Mystery of Mew.