I, the first trainer of the new world

Chapter 732 Ability, Title, and Burden

Hearing this, Qian Lin's breathing became heavier.

The special illustrations are an honor and a responsibility from the special edition.

Professor Oak walked to the side, opened the drawer on the research table, took out a strange light blue illustrated book, and then slowly walked in front of Qianlin.

With the Pokédex in hand, Professor Oak looked at him seriously, "Before you left for Kalos, I told you that I would give you a special Pokédex when you return. The battle with Hoopa will be your test."

"And you completed the test very well, whether it was completing the creation of the Pot of Punishment or commanding Giratina to defeat Hoopa, you did very well."

Qianlin looked at Professor Oak in silence.

Professor Oak took a deep breath and said, "Whether it's taming, nurturing, or fighting, you're not weak. You may have weaknesses, but you're not weak either. That's why I've been thinking for a long time and I can't think of what your abilities are."

Green eyes flashed.

Abilities, his ability is called 'cultivation', Crystal's ability is called 'capture', there is also Red's 'combat', Yellow's 'healing', Kin's 'hatching', Silver's 'exchange', etc. These are all given to people with special illustrated books by Professor Oak.

Every owner of the illustrated book is a genius in their respective fields.

So what kind of abilities does this trainer on Earth have?

The corners of Qinglu's mouth rose unconsciously.

Professor Oak looked at Qianlin and his expression became a little serious: "So, Qianlin, one last question."

"What does Pokémon mean to you?"

Qinglu closed his eyes and his lips curved.

Qian Lin was slightly stunned.

He really hadn't thought about this issue.

He didn't have the chance to see Pokémon in his previous life, so Pokémon were just broken illusions to him.

After coming to this world, he spent the first half of his life in peace. The name Pokémon had not been mentioned for more than ten years. At that time, Pokémon was a lost memory to him.

When the Pokémon came, he stared at the whole world in a daze. At this time, the Pokémon was like rising bubbles to him.

He met the Blue Bird in Zunlong Mountain, the Growlithe in the central square, and the Rogue Panda in the Twelve Villages... When they stood beside him, Pokémon was a condensed dream for him.

what about now?

Qianlin turned his head and looked towards the backyard. Everyone was playing and having fun.

The Sun Eevee came to Qianlin's feet in a haughty manner, and stretched out his hand to scratch Qianlin's calf with some dissatisfaction.

Qianlin bent down, held the Solebee in his arms, and gently stroked the Solebee's head.

Professor Oak looked at this scene, and a gentle look appeared on his serious face: "Maybe, you can ask Sol Eevee."

"Buy?"

The Sun Eevee tilted its head in confusion, looking at Qianlin in puzzlement.

Qianlin also laughed: "Sol Eevee, what do I mean to you?"

"Bu Yi——"

Meal tickets.

Sun Eevee yawned.

"puff--"

Yike behind couldn't help it.

But Qianlin didn't care. Instead, he smiled and touched the head of the Sun Eevee: "Then I am quite important."

The Sun Eevee hummed softly, put its front paws on Qianlin's shoulders, leaned against his neck and closed its eyes.

The light breath hit Qianlin's neck, giving him a gentle feeling.

He held the Sun Eevee in his arms and looked up at Professor Oak: "I think I have the answer."

His eyes were clear and pure as the sky.

"For me……"

The voice is soft and gentle like water.

"Motivation." Qian Lin smiled gently, "The motivation to move forward, the motivation to persist, and... the motivation to face everything."

From the moment he accepted the system and started his first live broadcast, he knew what he would face in the future, but he still accepted it, shouldering the responsibility to face the crises that would arise in the future.

Because whenever he thought of Pokémon, whenever he thought of the future, whenever he thought of the image of Pokémon and humans coexisting peacefully, he was filled with strength.

Qinglu opened his eyes and looked at Qianlin, slightly dazed.

Christal's eyes widened, as if in disbelief and admiration.

Yike looked at Qianlin's profile with tenderness.

Professor Oak was also stunned for a moment, and only after a while did he suddenly laugh: "Motivation... It's really an unexpected answer."

He thought about his family, relatives, and partners, but he never expected Qian Lin to give such an answer.

Motivation, there is a complex yet pure feeling, and those softly whispered words also carry a complex yet pure love.

Qianlin's love for Pokémon might be even purer than that of a Pokémon doctor like me.

Professor Oak couldn't help but laugh: "Chilin, this is your illustrated guide."

The midday sun shone into the room through the skylight, and its golden light shone inside and illuminated their figures.

The light fell, Professor Oak stretched out his hand, and the light blue illustrated book shone brightly.

Qianlin reached out and took the retro-style illustrated book, taking a deep breath: "Thank you."

Qinglu stood aside, with one hand in his pocket, watching the scene: "So, what is his ability?"

ability?

Everyone looked at Professor Oak, even Chiba looked expectant.

Professor Oak stood in the sunshine with a gentle smile.

"No matter what situation you face, always trust your partner."

"Standing firmly at the forefront, like an icebreaker breaking the shackles on the road ahead, you must be extremely clear about your goal and will not retreat or get lost."

“Even if I am injured, I will hide my wounds and use my smile to guide the ships following behind me… Perhaps, I am like a lighthouse standing by the coast, guiding the lost ships on the dark sea and illuminating the way forward…”

"Or maybe it's the navigator standing at the bow. If he's still there, then the path ahead is correct."

Professor Oak took a deep breath.

“Perhaps this is… the person who leads.”

The light shines.

Reshiram, the symbol of reality, falls on the left side of Qianlin, while Zekrom, the symbol of ideal, falls on the right side of Qianlin.

They spread their wings and looked at Qianlin with extremely gentle eyes.

In the colorful light, black and white blended together, transforming into the appearance of Kyurem who stood behind Qianlin.

Everyone took a step back, and Qinglu subconsciously looked at the Poké Ball placed in the research instrument, with no intention of opening it at all.

When he came back to his senses and looked again, there was no trace of the legendary dragon beside Qian Lin. Reshiram, Zekrom, and Kyurem were all like phantoms, disappearing in a flash.

The Poké Ball on the instrument trembled slightly, but stopped after a moment.

Qianlin held the special illustrated book and didn't seem to notice the phantom beside him. His smile became even gentler. "Leading is not an ability that can be directly used in battle, but... never mind."

"You don't like it?" Yike tilted her head and looked at him.

Qianlin put away the illustrated book, and his smile grew unconsciously: "No, I like it very much. Compared with fighting and tactics, leading the earth to a better future is what I want to do most."

"Perhaps, this is why Arceus chose you." The voice was very soft, and not only the voice, but also the eyes were so gentle that they seemed to drip water. Yike smiled softly with a slightly red cheek, "You are the most suitable person to become the champion of the Yanxia League."

It seemed that through this figure, I saw another person.

It’s okay, Yike smiled gently.

She has figured it out.