"Ding~ Host, please refrain from speaking nonsense!!"
Aaron: "..."
A trace of disappointment flashed through Aaron's heart, but he still asked,
"Fine. Then what exactly can you do?"
"Ding~ This system allows the host to view all information related to any Pokémon or item!!"
"It also includes a mission function. By completing tasks issued by the system, the host will receive special rewards!!"
"These special rewards include all anime, movies, novels, and other items from anime, games, and novels from the host's previous world!!"
"Hiss—..."
Aaron's eyes instantly lit up, his heart pounding wildly.
This cheat was no joke.
Absolutely insane!
"Ding~ Would the host like to claim the Newbie Gift Pack?"
"After opening it, you will receive a mysterious reward..."
The system's cold voice rang out once more.
Aaron's eyes flashed as he immediately shouted,
"Claim it! Claim it—!"
"Ding~ Opening the Newbie Gift Pack..."
"Ding~ Congratulations, you have obtained the (Namikaze Minato Skill Pack)..."
"Ding~ Gift pack successfully opened. Congratulations on obtaining: Rasengan Skill ×1, Multiple Shadow Clones Skill ×1, Flying Thunder God Skill ×1, Tailed Beast Cloak Skill ×1, Sage Mode Skill ×1."
(Note: Items provided by this system can only be used by Pokémon. The protagonist will later gain special methods of growth that allow him to share skills with Pokémon. Please rest assured—the protagonist will become extremely overpowered.)
Aaron: "..."
Staring at the skill cards inside the system backpack (automatically provided by the system), Aaron swallowed hard.
This was completely over the top.
Rasengan alone would've been fine,
but it even included forbidden techniques like Multiple Shadow Clones and Flying Thunder God.
The most outrageous part was that it even came with Tailed Beast Cloak and Sage Mode!
If his Pokémon learned all of these skills, wouldn't that basically turn it into a Pokémon version of Namikaze Minato!?
And honestly—
He loved it.
Aaron's grin stretched nearly to his ears.
The more broken, the better…
"Aaron, Aaron… what's wrong with you?!"
"You're smiling like that—kind of creeping me out…"
His baby-faced deskmate, who had just finished packing his textbooks, stared at Aaron's distinctly creepy grin. His instincts screamed danger as he smacked Aaron on the arm.
"Huh?"
"Fishball… you're still here?"
Aaron suppressed his excitement and looked at his baby-faced deskmate.
His deskmate was named Yuri, his neighbor and childhood best friend. Because of his round face, Aaron had given him the nickname "Fishball."
"What's wrong with you… you've been acting weird lately."
"Hurry up and go home. We're heading to the Pokémon shop on the street together later to buy a Pokémon!"
"OK. Let's go."
...
Aaron and Yuri returned home.
Both families lived in an ordinary residential complex in Sealine City—old buildings that had clearly seen better days.
"Mom, Dad… I'm home!"
Aaron entered the house and called out when he saw his parents inside.
"Son… you're back!"
"The school already notified us. You're about to obtain your first Pokémon, right?"
"Here—this is the money your father and I saved for you to buy one. Take it."
"We're not very well-off, so we only managed to save one hundred thousand. It won't get you a top-tier Pokémon, but it should still be a decent one."
His mother smiled as she spoke, pulling out a silver bank card and handing it to him.
Looking at her rough hands and the wrinkles on her face, Aaron felt his nose sting.
Even though he was no longer the Aaron originally from this world, over the past few months, he had truly felt the warmth of his family.
Somewhere along the way, he had already come to see himself as the real Aaron.
He glanced at his father sitting on the sofa.
In his early forties, his hair was already streaked with gray. Both of his parents were ordinary workers, leaving early and returning late every day, all while supporting both him and his younger sister through school.
That hundred thousand—
Who knew how long they had saved for it?
"Thanks, Mom."
Aaron accepted the bank card, his expression serious.
He knew that accepting his parents' goodwill was the best answer he could give.
Besides, now that he had the system, how could he not earn money in the future and let his parents live a good life?
"Silly child…"
His mother smiled gently, patting his head.
"Go buy your Pokémon. We'll wait for you to come back for dinner."
"I'm heading out now."
...
Aaron and Yuri soon arrived on a bustling street.
People flowed endlessly, traffic packed the roads—it was incredibly lively.
Nearly every shop along the street was related to Pokémon in some way.
They stopped in front of a store called Champion Pokémon Shop.
Just hearing the name made it feel like becoming a Champion-level Trainer was only a matter of time.
In this world, both Trainers and Pokémon were clearly divided into ranks. From lowest to highest:
Newbie, Beginner, Intermediate, Advanced, Elite, Gym-Leader, Champion-Class, Champion, Master…
Each rank was further divided into Early, Mid, Late, and Peak stages.
Newbie-level referred to people like them—just turned eighteen and about to obtain their first Pokémon.
In Hualis Region, Pokémon Trainers were plentiful, but the vast majority remained below Elite level.
Elite Trainers were already considered societal elites.
Gym-level Trainers were figures renowned across entire cities.
Across Hualis, there were only ten Champion-level Trainers, known as the Ten Great Champions of Hualis.
And the legendary Master-level Trainers?
He'd never even heard of one.
Of course, these were only the openly acknowledged forces.
How many monsters were hiding in the shadows? Aaron had no idea.
After all, he was just an ordinary high school student.
...
Aaron and Yuri stepped into the Pokémon shop.
What greeted them were all kinds of Pokémon, playing happily inside spacious, brightly lit simulated ecosystems.
There were lively and adorable Eevee, goofy-looking Slowbro, mischievous Aipom, well-fed Miltank, and many more…
The selection was overwhelming—
And the prices were just as eye-catching.
...