Ditto doesn't move

Every time a new Pokémon is placed in the Hatchery, another monster is added that devours Ditto's life force!

Such a terrifying future! Such a hopeless future!

I absolutely refuse to admit it!

He turned to look at the smiling little girl squatting to the side, and immediately frowned.

Rebellious girl!

My godfather intended to teach you unparalleled skills and guide you to become a Pokémon Master, but you have repaid kindness with enmity and are trying to put me in the ultimate hell of humiliation.

Out of consideration for your youthful ignorance, I will spare your life for now, but our relationship is now severed.

As for the mother monster's strength...

I don't even want to think about that guy.

Fortunately, most humans in the Pokémon world are kind-hearted, and only evil organizations like Team Rocket have people who force Pokémon to do things they don't want to do.

Therefore, supernatural beings and the like are all dark and profound fantasies.

Now I don't need to pay attention to those things. I just need to quickly practice the Hensin Divine Skill to avoid being unfamiliar with the new body, moves, and corresponding energy control after the transformation.

After all, overestimating one's own strength too easily gives villains the opportunity to tarnish my pure reputation.

Thinking of this, Ditto's eyes suddenly sharpened in that instant.

He finished his meal as quickly as possible, enjoying the nutrition from the high-quality food, and then pretended to rest as he lay down on the ground.

In reality, he took advantage of the moment the little girl turned around with the bucket and glared at her fiercely.

With the terrifying power of his Pokémon body, Xia Ming, his face contorted with rage, desperately tried to use his imagination to completely recreate his past life in his mind.

Every detail of that body, every curve of that stunning face, every line of those muscles is deeply imprinted in my memory.

Using my mind and imagination, I can replicate my body in my head.

Come out! Transform into QUN吾尹虾=ba|玲弃溜艺之力！Genetic power！I f***ing command you to come out!

As the only skill that the pitiful Ditto race can learn, the power of transformation has long been etched into the DNA of Ditto.

That was a memory more profound than any world-famous painting, a swan song more magnificent than any flower of hope.

The gathered prayers transform into the light of new life at this moment, and I use the memories of the past and the power of the present to adjust the stars!

Look closely, this is the complete me, the complete Ditto!

Hensin!

How can we describe in words how Ditto transforms?

The answer is... melt.

That's right, the 0.3-meter-tall, 4-kilogram jelly-like body instantly melted into a pool of water spread out on the ground.

Then, from the center of the pool of purple liquid, the boy's body emerged and rose.

From head to arms to toes, its amoeba-like body has achieved perfect transformation.

In fact, only a Ditto with insufficient talent will retain its signature beady eyes when transforming into any object.

All other Dittos can transform perfectly during their transformation.

At the same time, seemingly as punishment for Ditto's arrogance in imitating Mew's legendary Pokémon ability, most Ditto's thinking is even more chaotic and disordered than Slowbro's.

Only a very small number of Ditto can complete conditioned reflex-like battle training under the guidance of a Master Trainer using the Pavlovian method.

So, here he comes.

With his astonishing wisdom and terrifying imagination, Xia Ming easily transformed into a human!

It even mastered advanced transformation techniques without being taught—inorganic transformation—and thus appeared fully clothed in the backyard ranch of the breeding house.

After completing the transformation, Xia Ming didn't need a mirror or any adjustment period; he only needed to wave his hands to know that his transformation was nearly 100% complete.

According to Professor Oak, a renowned Pokémon research expert, while Ditto, this magical Pokémon, can transform into almost any object through training, each Ditto has its own strengths and weaknesses in transforming into different objects.

Perhaps it was this burning passion of the human soul that gave Xia Ming the innate ability to become human.

laugh.

Xia Ming's lips suddenly curled up in a smile that was completely out of his control.

Hehehe, hehehe, heheheheheheheheheha ...

Don't laugh, damn it, don't laugh!

As mentioned earlier, the only weakness of the ultimate skill of transformation is smiling, because smiling makes people relax and lose control over gene recombination.

He only slightly relaxed his control, and his entire body melted like an indescribable monster, fading like a colorful sculpture exposed to the scorching summer sun.

Fortunately, this terrifying moment was fleeting, and Xia Ming flipped over and jumped over the waist-high fence.

Breathing in the fresh air and gazing at the boundless sky, Xia Ming couldn't help but open his arms wide, as if to embrace the whole world.

Twenty-five years, twenty-five years!

Do you know how I've lived these past twenty-five years?

I've been waiting for this day so long, I'm practically bald!

Screw reality! Screw overtime and blind dates! Screw the infighting and mortgage payments!

I'm going to become a Pokémon Master!

Having regained his vocal cords, Xia Ming roared out his voice, startling the tranquil forest beside the ranch into a slight tremor.

Then, just as all the bestiality and madness are reintroduced into civilization when people are transformed into humans, they are then hidden in the deep darkness.

Remembering not to laugh, Xia Ming, who had already begun his challenge, maintained his pride and indifference as he walked towards the beautiful new world.

Next goal—

Shave, then become a Pokémon Trainer

Book 1 The Happy Little Metamorphosis: Chapter 3 The Kids Can't Take It Anymore!

【morning~morning~morning~】

A loudspeaker by the sea blared a powerful melody, which sounded like a very old song.

The morning news anchor excitedly broadcast the report:

Good morning, Alola!

In yesterday's Pokémon Beach Battle Tournament, Ash from Pallet Town emerged victorious.

Thanks to the relentless Bug Catcher, more than ten trainers who came to participate in the competition were eliminated.

But even a beautiful young woman who came to visit was eliminated. I think you all need to be careful!

Because the cheering team definitely wouldn't swallow this insult.

In other news, Dr. Kukui would like to offer a friendly reminder!

Tomorrow is September 1st! Kids, have you finished your summer homework? If not, no worries, you don't have to sleep tonight!

Alright, this is your best buddy Stan. Let's start a wonderful new day in the land of Alola.

The world seems to have remained unchanged.

Xia Ming looked around and saw tall buildings, passenger buses, barbershops where mothers liked to get haircuts and styling, fresh food stores selling vegetables and fruits for everyday shopping, old men playing chess under trees, and little kids chasing and playing with toys.

It seems no different from the neighborhood I usually live in, but you can find some subtle differences if you look closely.

The birds circling the building weren't sparrows or pigeons, but Pidgey and Pidgey; the passenger buses and passing cars seemed normal, except for a Tauros that had just overtaken them; an older woman with permed hair was walking her long-haired dog and gossiping; an uncle buying groceries was carrying a plastic bag with Pikachu's playful wink printed on it...

Because Pokémon has become so integrated into our lives that it feels like we are still living in the modern world, and it is hard to tell the difference.

But for Xia Ming, this subtle difference was so striking, even moving, that it brought tears to his eyes.

Blessing~

This put him in a great mood, but he quickly told himself not to laugh, not to laugh, before he managed to calm himself down.

However, the broadcast just now reminded him.

This body is in a region called Alola, around the time before Ash had just started attending Pokémon School.

Wuhu has never had such a wonderful start.

Alora, my happy hometown! Look at what it means to have simple and honest people! Look at what it means to be truly devoted to someone!

To support Ash's challenge for the Pokémon Master, the entire Alola Island turned out to chant "Champion!" and cheer him on!

Can people from other regions do that?

Only the people of Alola truly trust you! Only the people of Alola truly worry about you!

I'm really not familiar with Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, Sinnoh.

See what the true value of the first Alola League champion is! See what it means that even a biological father can't compare to the prestige of Dr. Kukui!

I said, Alola will absolutely crush all other regions! Absolutely crush them!

but……

Wasn't it supposed to start a Pokémon battle as soon as trainers make eye contact? Why haven't I seen anyone battling after wandering around for so long?

Could it be that they're all exhausted today because they just finished a tournament yesterday?

Can you guys do it, little dog?

In short, now that he's discovered he's transmigrated, what should he do first? Xia Ming counted on his fingers and realized there were quite a few places he wanted to visit:

Gyms, Pokémon School, Kukui Lab, Police Station, Pokémon Center...

"Haha, weak! You're really weak! This is what it's like in a small place without a competitive league."

"Let's go, let's go. What kind of tourist destination is this? What's the point of just looking at the scenery? I came here to have fun, and there's really nothing fun to do here."

"Exactly, we might as well go to the Orange Islands."

An unpleasant snicker came from the beach, and Xia Ming immediately looked up.

The momentum surged dramatically in that instant! It surged dramatically! It surged exponentially!

The Aloramen are furious!

Let me see which little devil dares to bark and howl here.

Under the coconut trees on the beach.

A boy with a buzz cut and orange hair, wearing swim trunks, knelt on the ground, hugging his beloved Pokémon and crying loudly.

Nearby, several biker gang members with red rooster-like hair, wearing steel cone collars and bracelets, and with red paint smeared on their faces, were laughing wildly and pointing at each other from time to time.

Okay, so it's the shouting team.

You wait, your father is coming to kill you!

The boy in swim trunks, kneeling and weeping, felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, as if a thick shadow had enveloped him.

He instinctively trembled, then hugged his beloved wolfhound tightly, as if trying to use his body to shield himself from the beating to come.

But all he heard were these words:

"What are your expressions and eyes for! What are your tears for! Do you think your tears can defeat those guys? Do you think your tears can protect Alola?"

The boy in swim trunks broke down in that instant:

"I can't do it! I simply can't do it!"

"There's an insurmountable wall between ordinary people and registered trainers!"

The shouting gang of bikers on the side was not happy. The fat leader walked up to the two of them with an arrogant gait and reached out to push them like thugs in a fight.

"Kid! You seem a little smug..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw the other person turn around, revealing a handsome face, a cool demeanor, and an aura that seemed to naturally make people want to get close to him, much like his favorite Pokémon.

In that instant, it felt as if an electric current had shot through him from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.

Brother, brother, you...