It was a small hill thick with vegetation, and Heath could see that the area over there was covered in trees. He had to admit that the biggest difference between the Pokémon world and his previous life was the greenery. Heath felt that many places within the Pokémon League had retained their original natural scenery, with traces of modern society visible only in cities inhabited by humans.
In his previous life, even a somewhat larger forest park in a city would become a gathering place, but that was not the case in the Pokémon world, because the people here could not have been more familiar with forests and nature.
"Ash, what kind of Pokémon did you see?" Heath walked beside Ash, who was heading up the hill excitedly. Still, Heath noticed that Ash kept sneaking glances at Farfetch'd and Charmeleon beside them, and even remembered to stroke the Snorlax at his side. It made Heath want to laugh a little.
Zoroark wanted to jump onto Heath's head and lie there, just like before, but Heath refused. Did this guy have absolutely no idea how much he weighed now? Heath felt that if he let Zoroark jump onto his head, he would probably collapse straight onto the ground. So now Zoroark had turned transparent and was following beside Heath, looking thoroughly unhappy.
"A kind of... bug Pokémon. It looks really strange. It's white, but it looks-huh? That's it!" Ash was carefully describing its appearance, but a moment later, he suddenly pointed somewhere. Heath followed his finger and saw a very distinctive Pokémon crawling along the ground. It watched Heath and Ash warily, its tiny eyes filled with intense vigilance.
Heath narrowed his eyes. The Pokémon before him had a white body, with things resembling red feelers behind its head. Together with