I, the first trainer of the new world

Chapter 1037 We are all the chosen children

Fortunately, Qianlin was not killed by the fall. After passing through the mirror, he woke up immediately.

That's right, wake up.

It was as if he was just sleeping and then fell off a cliff. He shuddered uncontrollably and woke up, breathing heavily and looking ahead vigilantly.

This is... a school?

In the large tiered classroom, a female teacher in her thirties was giving a lecture.

"Student, are you having a nightmare?" The teacher didn't mind being interrupted. He even laughed when he saw Qian Lin suddenly stand up. His tone was full of ridicule, "Did my lecture scare you?"

"Not really. I mainly dreamed that I was in class and you called on me to answer a question. I was so scared awake by it." Qian Lin said honestly.

At this moment, joyful laughter was heard all around.

The teacher couldn't help laughing. She waved her hand and asked Qianlin to sit down. "That was indeed a nightmare, but your dream was a bit slanderous. Don't mention calling on people to answer questions. I have never even called on anyone."

Qianlin also sat down with a smile.

After the teacher laughed, he didn't say anything else, but just continued teaching. The students below were all playing with their phones or sleeping. There were basically not many people listening to the class normally. The few who did were sitting right at the front.

"What's wrong with you? You can't even sleep well?" A familiar voice came from the side.

Qian Lin turned around and saw that it was Xu Feng, his college classmate. They were in the same major, class and dormitory, and they took both professional and elective courses together.

"Feng, what class is this?" Qianlin asked.

It had been so long since he went to college that he had long forgotten what his teachers looked like and couldn't even remember their names.

Zhang Feng was not surprised. He picked up the book next to him and took a look: "Employment Guidance for College Students."

Qian Lin suddenly realized: "No wonder this teacher is so lenient."

Courses like graduation guidance, computer basics, psychological counseling, etc. are designed to give credits. Some classes don't even have roll call. As long as you use your brain, there is basically no possibility of failing... Do these courses give credits?

However, courses like career guidance for college students are not required for freshmen. They are taken before internships, so Qianlin is probably in his junior year now. He was 21 years old when he was a junior, and Pokémon had not yet arrived.

Qianlin supported his chin with his left hand and tapped the table lightly with his right hand.

This is obviously a problem with the mirror. The timeline of this world is later than the world he is in. Either the mirror allows him to travel through time, or this world is a fictional world.

The only Pokémon that can create a fictional world...except for dreaming, there is only Arceus.

So this is really Arceus' arm?

The trainer belt is gone, and I can't sense the Pokémon's presence anymore.

He stretched out his right hand, murmured softly, and a not-so-conspicuous white light lit up.

The power of overcoming still exists.

Qianlin retracted his super power, took out his phone from his pocket, and searched for Pokémon.

The pupils shrank suddenly.

The release date of the new "Pokémon" series "Pokémon Ultra Sun/Ultra Moon" has been confirmed.

The trailer for "Pokémon Let's Go! Pikachu/Let's Go! Eevee" was released.

"Pokémon Sun & Moon" has received positive reviews, has Ash conquered the cover god?

……

Qianlin put down the phone, lowered his head, his eyes widened, his heart began to beat uncontrollably, and his whole body was wrapped in a sense of absurdity that was difficult for ordinary people to understand.

Sweat flowed from his forehead and dripped onto the table. He covered his heart with his right hand and gasped heavily.

Zhang Feng looked at him with a worried look in his eyes: "Hey, Linzi, are you okay?"

Qianlin didn't answer.

Zhang Feng became a little panicked. He supported Qianlin with one hand and immediately raised the other hand to shout to the teacher on the podium: "Teacher Zhou, Qianlin looks a little strange!"

Teacher Zhou, who was giving a lecture, immediately turned around and looked at Qian Lin, whose face was covered in sweat and who was gasping for breath while holding his heart. His expression immediately became serious. He put down his book and strode towards him: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

In just a few seconds, he was next to Qianlin.

"I don't know. He just suddenly started talking and kept gasping for breath." Zhang Feng stood up and the students next to him immediately gave up their seats.

Teacher Zhou came to Qianlin's side and put his hand on Qianlin's forehead: "Classmate? Do you want me to call an ambulance for you?"

Qian Lin looked at the two people's worried expressions, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then said: "It's okay..."

The voice was hoarse and weak, as if he was a patient lying on a hospital bed and the anesthetic effect had not yet worn off.

"How can you say you're okay?" Teacher Zhou frowned, stretched out a hand and placed it on Qianlin's neck, then frowned even tighter, "Your pulse in your neck is beating faster than my eyelids, and you look really weird."

Hearing this, Qian Lin laughed unconsciously: "It's okay, Mr. Zhou, I won't evolve."

Teacher Zhou didn't understand, but a few laughs came from the crowd nearby. However, perhaps they felt that it was a bit inappropriate to laugh now, so they immediately held it back.

Only one voice floated out from a corner nowhere in the distance.

"Hurry and find the B button."

"puff--"

Finally, someone couldn't hold back their laughter.

Teacher Zhou was obviously confused. He didn't know what Qian Lin was talking about, nor did he know what the words floating out of the corner meant. She just looked around helplessly: "Don't say weird things at this time. Do you think this is a Digimon? It's evolving."

However, even Qianlin couldn't help laughing at this.

But before he could speak, a faint voice came from the corner again.

"Hey, the teacher is also a child who was missed...but this is a Pokémon."

“Pfft—hahahahahaha!”

Now, not just one person, but everyone who knew the meme laughed out loud, leaving only a group of people who didn’t get it looking confused.

Teacher Zhou looked directly towards the corner where the sound came from, but did not see any figure.

Qian Lin smiled and the waves in his heart calmed down a little. He took a few deep breaths, and his fast-beating heart gradually returned to normal and the sweat stopped flowing.

After wiping off the remaining sweat, he looked at the teacher and said, "Teacher Zhou, I just suddenly felt a little chest tightness, but I feel much better now."

"Really?" Teacher Zhou stretched out her hand and placed it on his neck again. The pulse in his neck had indeed returned to normal. Although it was still a little fast, it was already within the normal fluctuation. The pulse just now almost scared her to call 120.

After taking his hand back, Teacher Zhou was still a little worried: "Well, go to the hospital for a check-up, and I'll approve your leave application."

"Okay." Qian Lin agreed without hesitation.

He originally wanted to use this incident to leave, and Teacher Zhou's words hit the nail on the head.

Teacher Zhou nodded, then looked at Zhang Feng next to him and said, "Student, go with him. After the examination at the hospital, send a message to your counselor directly. Don't worry about these things now. I will tell him."

"No problem!" Zhang Feng nodded immediately.