Carlos region, Salo City.

The sea breeze in late winter carries a bit of chill and blows onto the silver-white beach intertwined with the clear sea water, and the sand grains dance lightly in the wind.

The morning sun shines evenly on this town with scattered heights and green shades.

The coastal city with a population of only three to four hundred thousand has just woken up.

Not far from the seaside, a rather elegant single-family house stands quietly, where a family of three is enjoying a special breakfast.

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On TV, the son and daughter of the owner Qianli participated in the gorgeous contest together.

In the newspaper, Xiaozhi, a player from Zhenxin Town, won the Orange League championship.

The mobile phone’s news app is pushing a promotion for the new movie of Miss Kalunai, the champion of the Kalos League.

"Filio, do you think it is really a good thing for these children to travel away from home so early? This child named Xiaozhi is quite young, right?"

The middle-aged man wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses lowered the newspaper in his hand slightly and asked the young man in front of him.

"If you are a very mature and talented trainer, maybe it is a good thing. After all, there are really geniuses in this world. But I don't think I belong to that category."

The young man named Filio looked at the information on his mobile phone and typed something. He thought for a moment and responded to his father.

"Of course our little Filio is a genius, but even if Filio is really mature, I won't let him travel at such a young age. Okay, Filio, stop looking at your phone and drink.

Milk."

A middle-aged woman who looked very young but was actually in her early forties walked to the table with two glasses of milk. She responded to her husband's questions while reminding her somewhat absent-minded son.

"Okay mom."

Filio nodded, put away his phone, picked up the glass, and drank the milk in one gulp.

"Today is a very ceremonial day for you. Dad wishes you all the best."

Putting down the newspaper, the middle-aged man looked at his son seriously, his eyes gentle and calm.

"And mom."

The woman stepped forward and gave Filio a big hug, smelling slightly of coffee and toast.

"Of course everything will go well, then, I'm going, Mom and Dad."

Philio kissed his mother's cheek lightly, finished dressing neatly, straightened his clothes and trousers, showed a sunny smile, and strode out of the door.

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The streets with a lively atmosphere are now covered with posters.

The content is also surprisingly consistent: the new generation of superstar Miss Nazi will be touring in Carlos.

This tour has been brewing for a long time. It is not only Miss Nazi's concert, but also an important part of the series of promotions for the new movie.

The first stop of the tour is set in Salo City on the northwest coast, and the final stop is the world's largest city, the city of art Miare.

Walking on the streets, people are either going to work or traveling together. Developed technology has made everyone’s life full of convenience and joy.

Looking at the smartphone in his hand that was almost the same as in his previous life, and thinking of all the information he had obtained from various channels over the years, Filio silently raised his head and looked forward, with a somewhat complicated expression on his face: "This world is really...

A little weird."

Turning his head and looking at the dark green figure of Yuyayouya sitting on his shoulder, he smiled again: "However, this is not bad. At least as long as its changes will not affect us."

"Machi~"

The petite Pokémon didn't quite understand, but still responded to its partner with joy.

While talking, a tall building with a simple and plain appearance appeared in front of one person and one Pokémon.

"It's a new stage again."

After stopping for a moment and straightening his already neat hair, Philio smiled freely and walked forward.

The sun shines along the edge of the building, but it doesn't bring much warmth.

Looking at his trainer's performance, the petite black figure followed him with a secret smile, and just revealed a row of eye-catching prompts beside the door:

Warm reminder from the Carlos Alliance: Those under the age of 18 are not allowed to apply to become an official trainer without special approval.

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"Good morning, little Filio! I thought you would come here earlier. Everyone else is eager to come early on their birthday to go through the formalities, but you are very calm."

In front of the service counter, a middle-aged woman who looked to be in her fifties greeted her warmly, and she seemed to be familiar with Philio.

"Good morning, Aunt Martha. Our two families have been neighbors for many years. You also know the situation between Little Dream Demon and I, so I'm sorry to trouble you."

Philio bowed slightly and greeted the elders in front of him.

"Marge!"

The little dream demon also flew out from behind Philio, waving his little hands, looking extremely cute.

"Of course it's no problem. Auntie has already prepared everything for you." The middle-aged woman smiled fondly. She also liked this neighbor kid who had been polite since she was a child. "And the little dream monster, there is no need to continue today.

It’s a joy to live in your father’s elf ball!”

Her fingers tapped quickly on the keyboard, and as she spoke, a form was printed out.

Filio, who was already familiar with this process, filled in the blanks neatly, and his elegant handwriting soon filled in the blanks.

After taking back the form, Martha took out a certificate from the counter, put the printed piece of cardboard into it, and handed it to Filio, who looked calm but was breathing a little quickly.

"Congratulations, Filio. From today on, you are a registered trainer of the Carlos Alliance. This is your trainer's certificate. If you lose it, you can always use your identity certificate to get the old certificate at any alliance office.

Report the loss and register a new certificate. From today on, you will enjoy all the benefits of a trainer in the Carlos Alliance and will also assume corresponding obligations. The specific contents are all in this booklet. I wish you the best in your future career as a trainer.

All the best."

Martha's voice became slightly serious.

"I understand, thank you, Aunt Martha."

Philio nodded politely, took the certificate and manual, checked them and then solemnly put them into his backpack.

"Well, congratulations to you, little Filio!" After completing the formal process, Martha turned back into the friendly aunt next door, "Want to buy an elf ball? Take the little dream monster out of your father's elf ball.

Transfer it?"

Philio nodded: "Yes, Aunt Martha, please trouble you."

"Machi! Machi!"

Before he finished speaking, the little dream demon flew in front of Philio, waving his little hands crazily, and then got into the shadow under him.

The sound of "ding-dong-dang" came out, and in the small shadow, there was actually quite a lot of space. It could be called the little dream monster's fourth-dimensional pocket, filled with the "treasures" it had accumulated over a long period of time.

"Machi~Ma~chi~"

After a while, the Dream Demon emerged from it holding a brand new Poké Ball, displaying it in front of Filio's eyes in a show-off manner, with pride written all over his body.

"Are you saying that you saved up your pocket money from running errands for your mother and then went to the Friendship Store to buy this? That's amazing, little Dream Demon, I am even more impressed by you!"

Philio patted the dream monster's little head lovingly, and Philio did not hesitate to praise him.

The little dream demon was also very satisfied with this, and rubbed it again and again on Filio's palm, and then stuffed the elf ball into his hand. He kept shouting "Machimachi", signaling him to hurry up.

In this small city, not many new trainers come to register in a day, so Martha is not in a hurry. Instead, she holds her chin with interest and looks at Filio and Dream Demon dotingly.

Looking at the lively and cute little dream monster, Filio's thoughts couldn't help but fly back to the rainy night two years ago.

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Philio is not a native of this world, but a traveler across time and space.

In his own world, Philio is a graduate who has just left school and taken up the position of editor of an art journal. At the age of twenty-six, after years of study and scientific research, he is trying to put what he has learned into practice.

He was able to perform well, but died suddenly due to a sudden accident.

However, the life that should have ended abruptly, for unknown reasons, was reinvested into a gestating embryo of life, and became one with the "aboriginal people" of this world, becoming today's Philio.<

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When he was young, the fusion of the two souls gave birth to too strong mental power, but it did not transform into powerful superpowers. Instead, it caused a huge burden on the child's immature brain and body. Therefore, at that period, he

Severe lethargy, the memory about the past life is not coherent, but countless fragments.

Fortunately, his warm family and enlightened parents gave him space to grow and enough care.

Although his father, who is a professor of mythology at the University of Miami, is not often at home, he always spends all his time talking to the young Philio and telling him interesting mythological stories. His mother, who runs a cafe in Salo,

Then she took good care of his life.

In this way, as his body grew and he passed through infancy and childhood, he became stronger both physically and mentally, and gradually showed characteristics that were different from ordinary people. At the age of 16, he had just entered the advanced class of Salo Academy.

At the beginning, a transformation was completed.

Although the fragmented memories are still incoherent, they are complete. In this world that is different from any Pokémon world he knows and seems to be a "hodgepodge", it still gives him a lot of lessons and references.

His huge mental power also gives him a powerful memory that can be called a photographic memory, a powerful ability to discern every detail, and an almost inhuman hand-eye coordination and reaction ability.

It was also during that period that the dream demon, who was just born but very playful, ran out of a forest near the sea in the city. He somehow lost his way and ran into an ocean-going cargo ship. When he realized what he was doing,

It has followed the cargo ship into the deep sea, with no hope of returning home, and in its view, it is surrounded by dangers.

In panic and fear, the dream monster could only hide in the corner of the freighter, find some leftovers to survive, and followed the sequence of "Johto - Hoenn - Sinnoh - Kalos" to arrive at the port of Sara City.<

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At this time, due to long-term malnutrition and hiding in various places, its life was in danger.

Unwilling to sit still and wait for death, the Dream Demon seized an opening, ran out of the freighter staggeringly, and entered the seaside city. However, the rare heavy rain took away his strength, and he fell semi-conscious in a deserted street.

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By chance, Filio spent some time studying in the school library after school that day. On his way home, he saw the dream demon who had shrunk into a small ball and was already very angry.

"Ma...Chi..."

The weak cry for help exhausted the last of the dream demon's physical strength, and the red bead on his chest had dimmed.

Without any hesitation, Philio quickly stepped forward, took off his coat, wrapped the dream monster in it, and rushed home. He took a full week of leave and took care of him every step of the way before he finally woke up.

and recover.

The memory of hunger and fear brought about by the long-term ocean voyage made it difficult for the little guy to get out of it and became extremely insecure. Even Philio took a full month to gain his initial trust.

myself.

It wasn't until a year later that the little guy became lively again, and naturally formed a partnership with Philio, who was not yet a formal trainer at the time. He would either hide in his shadow, or sit on his shoulders or above his head, inseparable.

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"Marge!"

Looking at Philio, who was a little distracted, the little dream demon pouted, transformed into a facehugger, and jumped on his face, twisting and turning.

"Ah, I'm sorry, little dream demon, I just suddenly remembered some past events."

Smiling apologetically, Philio picked up the original elf ball that had some traces of time and pressed the release button. Then, the little elf ball that contained countless emotions of the dream monster gradually enlarged and lightly touched it.<

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The red light lit up, and the Poké Ball remained motionless in Filio's palm.

"Ding"

"Thank you, little dream monster. We will keep going."

Holding the elf ball, Philio made a serious promise.

"Boom"

The white light lit up, and the little dream demon flew out again, hugged Philio's face, and stayed there for a long time.

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Time and space changed, and we were already in the bathroom on the second floor of the coffee shop.

"Wow"

The water slid down his face, and the refreshing coolness made Filio feel refreshed.

He raised his head, and a handsome and elegant face appeared in the mirror.

Behind him, a huge grimace suddenly appeared, looking particularly scary in the mirror.

However, Philio remained unmoved. Instead, he looked forward thoughtfully and said, "Have you made progress again, little dream monster? It's so fast."

In his eyes, a row of words slowly emerged.

Dream Demon

Gender:Female

Attribute:Ghost

Features: Floating

Energy accumulation:38→39

Skill mastery:

Perfect: None

Excellent: scream, telekinesis, coquettishness, fake crying, ghost face, fright, night ghost, electromagnetic wave, latent surprise attack

Skills: strange light, black gaze, misfortunes never come singly, phantom light, share the pain, tooth for tooth, high-speed star, seal

Preliminary: Shadow Ball, Substitute

Studying: Song of Death, Big Sound

Physical development:

Height:0.5m

Weight:0.9kg

Overall physical condition: Excellent (growing)

This thing that looks like an attribute panel is one of the products of Philio's transformation, a special superpower.

In addition to memory and spirit, he named this third change perception. The surrounding environment and things can be analyzed wherever mental power can reach them, and any existence that can be understood will be fed back.<

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However, for him now, the mental burden will be relatively heavy, and he can only cover a few dozen meters around him. Any more will give him a splitting headache.

Strictly speaking, this should be a type of superpower, but it is different from traditional superpowers, perhaps because of specialization in the art.

At least, even if Philio tried his best, he could only use his mental power to move very small things.

"Ma——Q——"

Feeling that Philio was perfunctory, the little dream demon turned into a facehugger again and started acting coquettishly.

Philio quickly picked up the little guy and praised him repeatedly: "Our little dream monster is the most powerful. How could there be such a powerful Pokémon as the little dream monster?"

"Machi~" Dream Demon looked proud and motioned for him to say more.

"Hey, but have you gained some weight? You feel fleshy and soft."

"Marge!——"

"Filio, little dream demon, come down and help!"

Under Filio's teasing, the little dream demon was about to make a fuss when his mother's shout suddenly came from downstairs.

"Coming!"

"Marge!"
Chapter completed!