Chapter 10: A Remarkable Talent

【Can it really be like this????】
【Damn, I want to raise birds too! I mean... I want to raise a Shaymin!】
【Partner? Wait, the streamer said yesterday they found a partner, and only after ensuring safety would they bring viewers camping together. So that’s what they meant?】
【What? I thought the partner the streamer mentioned was a human. Turns out it’s a Pokémon?】
【Wow, I’m so jealous! I want to go out in the wild too! I want a Shaymin as my partner!】
【There’s a streamer next door already hopping on the trend. He’s currently over by the Great Wall.】

The Great Wall is still semi-closed off since it’s surrounded mostly by mountains, which means the number of wild Pokémon there is far greater than in the protected tourist area of Qianlin.

【Seriously? Isn’t he afraid for his life?】
【The streamer is fine, so maybe others can be too?】
【The streamer is knowledgeable; you’ve seen how much he knows about Pokémon. Do you think others can handle it?】
【From the people I know, only the streamer knows this much. Others... not so sure.】
【Let’s wait and see. If anything goes wrong, call the police immediately.】
【Now I want to go out in the wild too, throw apples at Pokémon!】

Qianlin, who was gently stroking the Shaymin, paused briefly, then furrowed his brow slightly. “I don’t recommend you all head out into the wild just yet. I’ve only introduced you to a small number of Pokémon. If you accidentally provoke them, you know what could happen.”

Qianlin wasn’t stingy or anything. If everyone in this world understood Pokémon, he wouldn’t stop anyone from going outdoors; he might even applaud it, since that would accelerate the world’s entry into the Trainer era.

But rushing into the wild without understanding Pokémon is too dangerous. Haven’t you seen how many dangers the professors in the Pokémon world face out in the wild?

If not for the system providing him with knowledge, relying only on his previous life’s understanding of Pokémon, Qianlin wouldn’t dare venture out directly. He even carries a dagger for self-defense, as he can’t predict what others might do.

Educating others isn’t about courting death; caution is key.

Luckily, the ones he encountered along the way were all Weedle, Rattata, and Magikarp—if it had been Beedrill or Nidoking, Qianlin would have fled as far as possible.

Glancing at the instant noodles still cooking, Qianlin thought for a moment and took out his phone. “Where’s that streamer’s room? I want to check it out.”

【DouSha’s stream, room number *******】
【He’s already climbing the Great Wall. The background is full of Pokémon. Honestly, I don’t know how to put it, but I’m a bit worried.】
【It’s an attitude problem. Qianlin’s always humble and cautious, but that streamer acts like he owns the world. I really fear he might encounter a bad-tempered Pokémon...】
【Well, his stream’s pretty entertaining though.】
【That’s not the point. Sigh, whatever...】
【Hey streamer, the one next door riding your popularity has more viewers now!】

Qianlin didn’t care about popularity. He only hoped to make people realize Pokémon aren’t monsters. If that streamer could do it, Qianlin wouldn’t mind retiring and letting him take over.

Being able to slack off and be a Trainer at the same time—what a life that would be.

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But... maybe he was a bit too optimistic.

Watching the streamer’s posture and tone in the chatroom, Qianlin couldn’t help but frown.

“Guys, look at that big bee over there. It’s a Beedrill, like a bee that collects honey for the queen,” the streamer said, pointing at the Beedrill in the distance. “Just like normal bees, it won’t attack humans unless provoked.”

Then the streamer took a step forward. “Watch, I’m going to give it some food. It won’t attack me then.”

Qianlin sucked in a breath. “Damn, what a genius!”

【What’s wrong? Did the streamer say something right?】
【Sounds somewhat reasonable. I think Qianlin said that some Pokémon have habits similar to humans.】
【Wow, didn’t expect the wild to be safe. I’m ready to go check it out too.】
【Safe my ass! That thing is dangerous!】
【Damn, don’t you guys read official notices? That streamer is courting death!】

“Quick, send him a message to run!” Qianlin shouted at the chatroom, his face turning pale. “That’s a Beedrill. Extremely dangerous. It attacks anyone who steps into its territory. Besides being social, that streamer’s got everything else wrong!”

“Wait, doesn’t the official site have info on Beedrill? Wouldn’t he look it up?” Qianlin’s scalp tingled.

Pokémon had been around for two months. Although the official site didn’t know their real names, it set up a simple info website based on the data collected. Beedrill was labeled “Killer Poison Bee,” one of the Pokémon causing the most casualties in these two months.

Anyone familiar with the official site wouldn’t say Beedrill doesn’t attack humans. So this streamer hadn’t even checked the official info before rushing out?

【Shh! Damn, call the cops!】
【Send a warning in the chat first!】
【Is this guy seriously reckless just to grab views...?】

Impressive, truly impressive.

No wonder the Pokémon news got a bit of hype on Bilibili yesterday, and today this streamer dared to ride the wave. Clearly, he didn’t care about his life. Other outdoor streamers don’t dare go this far without proper knowledge. This guy probably started preparing to go out the moment he saw the videos.

Research? What research? It’s just Pokémon. Didn’t the videos say most Pokémon don’t attack humans?

Yes, most—but Beedrill is definitely not one of them.

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In a solemn conference room, an elderly man on the left widened his eyes and shouted without hesitation at the person operating the computer beside him, “Contact the local police and have them bring that idiot back immediately! Also, contact that idiot and tell him to stay away from the Killer Poison Bee—no, stay away from the Beedrill!”

“Understood.” The operator didn’t hesitate and sent out the orders, contacting the streaming site to send messages in both the chat and private messages immediately.

After finishing, he frowned slightly. “Commander, that streamer hasn’t replied. The official contact info we found is unreachable. He must have muted his phone.”

“Bang!” The old man slammed his palm on the table, anger making his beard flutter. “Isn’t he just making things worse!”

Since the report from the soldier yesterday, they had stayed in Qianlin’s stream room all night. Whether Qianlin was live or not, they stayed logged in—partly to observe if Qianlin truly possessed knowledge about those creatures, and partly to verify if his claim that “most Pokémon are friendly toward humans” was true.

Humans knew too little about these creatures, and only frontline soldiers understood how tough they were. That’s why they hadn’t shut down Qianlin’s stream but had people monitoring it 24/7 to record his information.

The war wouldn’t end easily, but if it could be avoided, that would be best. Seeing that Qianlin’s words were being confirmed one by one, these people almost wanted to contact Qianlin directly.

But now, some reckless person had come out and ruined everything Qianlin had worked for.

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This streamer’s popularity was high. If he got attacked or killed by a Beedrill live on stream, all of Qianlin’s efforts would be meaningless. Worse, he might be branded anti-human.

Why on earth would someone provoke a Beedrill? If it were a friendlier Pokémon, the worst they might face is a beating. But Beedrill can kill!

“Shut down that stream and contact all the streaming platforms,” a stern middle-aged man said coldly. “Tell them that, apart from Qianlin, anyone else trying to ride this hype must prove they have real expertise before being allowed.”

“If I see these people again, their sites won’t be permitted to operate anymore!”

Everyone could hear the anger in the man’s voice. Qianlin was the key to the war between humans and Pokémon. Maybe others didn’t know, but if everything Qianlin said was true, was there any need for war at all?

Indeed, humans and Pokémon living in harmony—this was something not only Qianlin wished for, though their motivations differed. Qianlin wanted peaceful coexistence, while they wanted to ensure human survival.

War demands too much.

No one liked war. If they could, they wanted it to stop more than anyone.

“Yes!”

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and looked toward the secretary standing nearby. “Have we located that Pokémon, Xerneas, that Qianlin mentioned?”

The secretary shook his head. “According to Comrade Qianlin, Xerneas’ whereabouts are very difficult to pinpoint. We’ve dispatched many soldiers, but...”

He hesitated.

“Attacked by Pokémon, right?” the man guessed.

“Yes.” The secretary nodded.

He immediately added, “But per your orders, the soldiers did not attack the creatures. According to reports, most Pokémon did not attack them, only remained cautious.”

“So, no deaths. Three soldiers were severely injured after stepping into Pokémon territory and are now being treated. The rest suffered minor injuries, and one was even saved by a white-horned Pokémon.”

“According to him... that’s why he survived.”

Everyone at the conference table gasped. The elderly man who spoke first looked nervously at Qianlin’s stream. “So we were really wrong? We shouldn’t have attacked out of fear?”

“We did nothing wrong—we were protecting our home,” another elder sighed. “We just didn’t expect these creatures to be the same.”

Protecting one’s home isn’t wrong; perhaps only the method was mistaken. After Pokémon’s arrival, who would have thought these “monsters” could communicate?

“But this also confirms that young comrade Qianlin’s claims are accurate,” the old man sighed again. “Da Hu, have you told the senior researchers at the institute about this?”

“I have,” the middle-aged man named Da Hu nodded. “They’re arranging people to try contacting friendlier wild Pokémon, though not in the capital. The ones here have all been attacked by us.”

“No rush. Such matters require thorough preparation.”

“I understand.”