I Can See Pokémon Scripts
Chapter 1

I Refuse This Script

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I refuse to accept this script

If only I had time-traveled a day earlier...

Shu Tong sat on a park bench with a silent expression.

He had time-traveled, but his situation was not good.

He looked at the red and white Poké Ball in his hand, and through the memories that had just surged up, he knew that he had traveled to a world where Pokémon had descended into reality.

And this body of his, also named Shu Tong, had experiences that seemed no different from his own student days. Was it a parallel world?

It was just that this Shu Tong was far too impulsive.

The original owner of the body was a rookie trainer whose starter Pokémon was a Weedle. Because of school bullying, he had made a battle wager with his bully.

The result... not only was the cultivation funding given by his family taken away, but the Weedle was also left on the verge of death from the battle.

What was most unacceptable was that the injuries had become so severe that even the Pokémon Center could do nothing to save it.

All sorts of blows caused the original owner to sit in the park and faint away.

Shu Tong sighed heavily. How could a single Weedle possibly defeat a bully's Persian?

If he had time-traveled a day earlier, he definitely wouldn't have been so impulsive. A boy of this age... sigh... it was just a pity for the Weedle.

After returning from the Pokémon Center, the original owner hadn't dared to open the Weedle's Poké Ball to this day.

Thinking of this, Shu Tong fell silent for a moment.

Is there really no other way? He held the Poké Ball, seemingly seeing the dying Weedle inside the ball.

The original owner doesn't seem to have apologized to it yet...

I wonder if the Weedle hates its trainer at this moment.

Shu Tong finally pressed the button on the Poké Ball.

A faint red beam projected the appearance of the Weedle.

The Weedle lay prone on the grass, its eyes half-closed, covered all over with wounds.

"I'm sorry, Weedle."

Shu Tong looked at the Weedle covered in injuries and fell silent. Although he was merely a replacement who had taken over the body, seeing the Weedle like this—likely with not many days left—he chose to say sorry to the Weedle on behalf of the original owner.

Yet just as he finished speaking, Shu Tong suddenly froze.

For right before his eyes, a mass of information inexplicably floated up.

[Name]: Weedle [Type]: Bug, Poison [Ability]: Run Away [Moves]: String Shot [Individual Talents]: Poor [Recent Turning Point]: Injured by a Persian and unable to heal, teetering on the verge of death; however, due to the trainer awakening the Viridian Force, fate is defied and altered.

The appearance of this panel directly left Shu Tong stunned.

He remained frozen for a long time before he finally snapped out of it.

The Weedle's data?

Was this... a golden finger? A system?!

Deeply influenced by web novels, Shu Tong naturally knew what this strange phenomenon in front of him was!

And this recent turning point—wasn't it just what had happened to the Weedle moments ago?

Only... what was this about the trainer awakening the Viridian Force and defying fate?

After a moment of bewilderment, Shu Tong's expression revealed joy.

Wasn't "himself" the Weedle's trainer?

Perhaps the Weedle didn't have to die!

He looked at the dying Weedle, which couldn't even manage a response to him, and took a deep breath.

Viridian Force!!

Originating from Pokémon Adventures, it was a special ability with a chance to be awakened only by trainers born in Viridian Forest. It allowed one to communicate telepathically with Pokémon, accurately grasp the timing of Pokémon evolutions, and infinitely restore a Pokémon's injuries!

Notable possessors included Team Rocket boss Giovanni and the Dragon Master Lance!

They were all super trainers renowned across the land!

Could he... also awaken this ability?

If he could possess the Viridian Force, he would command the ultimate healing power to cure the Weedle's injuries, and then the Weedle wouldn't have to die.

How does one awaken it— Thinking of this, Shu Tong immediately calmed his mind.

He closed his eyes and began to perceive the power within his body.

Then, he felt that within his dark field of vision, the phantom of the Weedle appeared, followed by an endless, life-bursting forest.

Boundless life energy began to converge upon him.

This power should have been brought by the time-travel, as the original owner hadn't possessed it.

Otherwise, the original owner couldn't have failed to notice it.

No matter what, the Weedle was saved now.

Shu Tong opened his eyes, and the summoned Viridian energy gathered directly in his hand, forming a green fluctuation.

He touched the dying Weedle, and the next moment, a miracle occurred.

The green energy seeped into the Weedle's body, and its injuries were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Squeak..."

Accompanied by a weak cry, the Weedle slowly opened its eyes, raised its body, and gazed at Shu Tong with a pair of jewel-like eyes.

And Shu Tong gazed back at the Weedle.

"Squeak..." The Weedle didn't seem to harbor any hatred toward its trainer for letting it experience such a battle; once recovered, it immediately stepped forward and nuzzled its trainer.

Seeing this scene, Shu Tong took a deep breath. Feeling that his stamina was much depleted from using the Viridian Force, he nevertheless smiled.

Since he had arrived, he would make the best of it; from today onward, he was Shu Tong.

"I'm sorry, Weedle. Next time, I won't be so impulsive again."

"Next, let's start working hard all over again..."

Shu Tong looked at the Weedle and said softly, whereupon the Weedle nuzzled him with even greater affection.

"Squeak, squeak." The Weedle's temperament at this moment was like that of a child—ignorant and innocent. However, because he had awakened the Viridian Force, Shu Tong could sense its feelings right now.

This little fellow... seemed to genuinely like him.

Shu Tong smiled slightly, but the next instant, his expression froze.

Because right before his eyes, that data appeared once more.

[Name]: Weedle [Type]: Bug, Poison [Ability]: Run Away [Moves]: String Shot [Individual Talents]: Moderate Physical Fitness; Poor Attack, Defense, Sp. Atk, Sp. Def, Speed [Recent Turning Point]: Two months later, due to undergoing intensive training with its trainer in the northern woods of Creek Town, it bears the brunt of a Mystery Realm invasion and tragically perishes.

Compared to just now, the Weedle's information had indeed undergone some changes.

All of its individual talents had been low, but now a moderate physical fitness talent had appeared. Could it be due to the nourishment of the Viridian Force?

In short, this was a good start.

The "recent turning point" had also changed due to the Weedle's recovery.

As for the term "Mystery Realm invasion," thanks to the surge of memories just now, he had already gained a rough understanding of this world's history, so it wasn't too unfamiliar anymore.

The descent of Pokémon into the world had originally begun with Mystery Realm invasions, and the development of the relationship between humans and Pokémon was built upon repeatedly conquering Mystery Realms.

As for the Weedle's fate of once again "tragically perishing," Shu Tong couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion, but his gaze quickly grew firm once more.

As long as he grew stronger, a Mystery Realm would not be a disaster, but an opportunity. This dead end was not unbreakable, and naturally, his source of confidence was the Viridian Force.

Therefore, I refuse to accept this script for the Weedle now.

"Squeak..."

The Weedle seemed to sense his determination as well, emitting a spirited cry.

Shu Tong smiled slightly. "You want to grow stronger too, right!"

I haven't written a book in many years. On one hand, busy work truly leaves no time, and on the other, I haven't had any good ideas. So picking up the pen again is inevitably a bit rusty. The previous things I wrote were also related to Pokémon, and I always felt that my attachment to Pokémon is still there and I can still write some things, so I'm gathering those memories back up again. I hope to portray a Pokémon world that everyone loves. Finally, I hope you can support the author; mercilessly hurl those recommendation votes and collections my way!

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