Xu Mu liked Pokémon. He kept saying he didn't want to be a Trainer, but that was all talk.
Maybe it was the demands of reality, or maybe it was the thrill of battle.
Either way, the Damn System had dragged Xu Mu in, and now he was hooked.
He had lifted the limit on how many Pokémon he could carry and gained a new one: Garlic Toad—Bulbasaur.
Honestly, Xu Mu was happy about it.
Of course, no matter how strong Xu Mu became, what he wanted most was still to travel the world with the girl he loved.
But he couldn't do that yet. Without enough strength, he couldn't protect his Pokémon or the girl he loved.
After hanging up, Xu Mu looked at Bulbasaur's Poké Ball and murmured, "Damn System, I would've ended up on this path sooner or later even without you, wouldn't I?"
Xiao Yuyang, the Chief of the Eastern Lands.
Kale, the Chief of Western Europe.
Xu Mu had now met the people at the very top of the Pokémon League. That wasn't because of the system. It was because of his mysterious family background!
Who exactly was that old man of his? What was his position?
If he had fought alongside Kale, then what were the Borderlands?
Elite Four, Masters, Grandmasters, Supremes—none of them were enough in his old man's eyes!
What kind of crisis could make people at the very top so anxious?
There were still too many unanswered questions.
"If I remember right, Mom's surname is Xiao too, isn't it?"
Xu Mu wasn't stupid. He wasn't the type to charge in without thinking.
Back at Meteor Falls, he had dared to rely on the system and confront Lugia head-on. It wasn't because he'd lost his head.
It was because he was certain