Reality Is Too Cruel

"Hurry up, the ceremony's about to begin!"

"What's the rush? Lord KYG's livestream is on—"

In Tokyo's New Bunkyo Ward, known as "Academy City," students from every school were either sitting in classrooms, finding somewhere to sit, or simply gathering in little groups, all clutching their phones and waiting excitedly.

They were waiting for the establishment of the "Pokémon League"!

No matter how much that Lord Xiao Zhi looked like an elementary school student, the entire Island Nation—no, the entire world—had automatically revoked his "human status."

Could humans change size whenever they wanted?

Uh, Apparently, they really could.

Right here in "Academy City," there was a "Silver Gym."

Its head coach, Machio Naruzo, could effortlessly compress his muscles into a lean, refreshing physique, then instantly swell them to a degree that would shame world champions. It was entirely a human technique, without the slightest trace of anything else.

It was just that the painstaking effort required to reach his level made countless people shake their heads.

Besides, Coach Machio himself was a genius at controlling his muscles.

Even if ordinary people trained under him, they might not be able to burst out of their clothes.

"To be able to play around with Raichu—no, Pikachu—like that, he must be an extraordinary powerhouse too."

A student sighed. Governments all over the world had already issued direct orders: from now on, there was only "Pikachu." As for "Raichu," he had vanished along with Rufu's kick.

The governments of every nation already knew that Raichu had been kicked into a weakling by Rufu, then encountered Xiao Zhi. The two had gone on adventures and trained together.

That was how the scene of "Xiao Zhi is dead, and I don't want to live either; destroy it all, world!" had come about.

"Isn't that true? I've