"What is that?!"
Everyone looked towards the towering tree, their faces filled with confusion, as if something was about to emerge.
Rumble, suddenly, a large group of Pidgeotto flew out, densely packed, a truly terrifying sight.
"What's going on?" Ash felt his whole body unable to move, his legs already trembling uncontrollably.
Xiao Hao, in the blink of an eye, had already vanished without a trace.
"Everyone, don't just stand there, run!" Xiao Mu shouted urgently, and then he too took off running.
When disaster strikes, everyone fends for themselves. A moment later, these people had scattered, each fleeing alone.
After an unknown amount of time, Ash was panting, completely out of breath, the same burst of energy as if running an 800-meter race now fully on display.
Ash still felt a lingering fear, "So many Pidgeotto, it's the first time I've seen them, looks like I need to be more careful next time."
It's no wonder there were so many Pidgeotto; this kind of Pokémon likes to live in groups, and their territorial awareness is very strong.
If any creature invades the Pidgeotto's territory, they will attack without hesitation until the intruder leaves.
After resting for a moment, Ash's stamina gradually recovered, and he thought about returning the way he came to find Xiao Mu and the others.
In the dense jungle, the tree canopies here were also extremely large, and the occasional gust of wind made it even more eerie.
Feeling a chilling cold, Ash shivered unconsciously, "This… there won't be any monsters here, will there?"
Thinking of this, Ash also took off running, but a moment later, Ash completely froze.
Because he realized he was lost!
This was not good news for him; after all, he was in an unfamiliar place, and if there were any fierce Pokémon, he would be in trouble.
There was nothing he could do; for a moment, Ash didn't dare to run wildly anymore. In this situation, he could only calm down first.
If he just walked around aimlessly like this, he might only get more and more lost, like falling into a swamp, the more he struggled, the deeper he would sink.
Now, the only hope was to wait for Xiao Mu and the others, or Professor Oak's rescue, only then could he return safely.
After clarifying these thoughts, Ash found a tree and leaned directly against its trunk, waiting quietly.
"I wonder how Xiao Mu and the others are doing, if they left safely," Ash, leaning against the tree trunk, kept muttering.
That group of Pidgeotto just now was truly terrifying, but this kind of Pokémon shouldn't be that aggressive.
As long as they left their territory, everyone should be fine.
Thinking of this, Ash felt a bit more at ease. Although he was currently in a predicament, he still couldn't help but worry about the people around him.
Because, whether it was himself on Blue Star or Ash in the Pokémon world, he was a person who valued relationships and loyalty.
Suddenly, Ash seemed to think of something, and his face instantly lit up with joy.
"That's right, the system, don't I have a system?"
Ash, leaning against the tree trunk, suddenly realized, as if he had found a lifeline.
But a moment later, he felt like an idiot; he just shouted into the air, and there was no response whatsoever.
One can imagine a young boy shouting into the air: "System, System, calling System."
In such a state, if an outsider were present, they would probably send Ash to a mental hospital, because his mental state was truly worrying.
Ash, who had been shouting for a long time, was also tired and had already started to give up.
Others who transmigrated to the Pokémon world either started with Rayquaza or the six legendary beasts; such luck could be described as defying the heavens.
Looking at himself, it seemed this system just sent him to the Pokémon world and then felt content.
Except for the first time he saw the system when he arrived in the Pokémon world, it had never appeared again.
Ash shook his head helplessly, sighed softly, and slumped to the ground.
His system was a trap; currently, relying on the system to rescue himself was probably a pipe dream.
The more beautiful his thoughts, the louder the slap of reality; the speed of this face-slapping was too fast.
An Oddish passed in front of Ash, hopping along, and its appearance immediately caught Ash's attention.
At such a close distance, Ash's heart couldn't help but beat faster, as if he could hear his own heartbeat.
After all, the current Ash, although he had transmigrated to the Pokémon world, did not yet have his own Pokémon.
Interacting with Pokémon and traveling together had always been Ash's dream.
Looking at the extremely cute Oddish, walking carefree, Ash unconsciously followed it.
And in his memory, this Oddish, after evolving into Gloom, could not only evolve into Vileplume later but also into Bellossom.
Just as Ash was following, he suddenly heard a Growl.
"Pika, Pika."
"What's that? It sounds like Pikachu's Growl." Ash knew Pokémon extremely well, so he was sure it was a Pikachu.
Hearing the continuously vocalizing Pikachu, Ash quickly arrived at the scene.
The situation on the field startled Ash, because this Pikachu was trapped in a swamp.
Moreover, Pikachu was already more than halfway submerged, and the situation was not optimistic.
Pikachu was still struggling vigorously, which only accelerated the rate at which Pikachu was sinking.
"Pikachu, don't move around!"
Seeing this, Ash became a little flustered.
But very quickly, Ash calmed down; he now needed to use tools to rescue Pikachu.
Pikachu in the swamp, hearing Ash's words, suddenly became a little quieter, as if it understood.
Ash looked around and, sure enough, quickly discovered that there were vines growing here.
Ash quickly ran over, looking at the vines, the worry on his face quietly dissipated, replaced by joy.
"Great, Pikachu is saved now."
Without much hesitation, Ash directly pulled with all his might, because he didn't have any tools.
It must be said that these vines were extremely sturdy; Ash's palms were already red, with red marks appearing.
But at this moment, Ash dared not delay for a second, because Pikachu was still waiting for him.
His somewhat tender hands, after a struggle with the vines, had already become quite gruesome.
"Pika, Pika."
Pikachu in the swamp was a little teary-eyed, looking at the boy who was saving him, whose hands were already a terrible sight.
"Pikachu, just hold on a little longer, I'll be done soon."
After comforting Pikachu, Ash put all his effort into breaking off the vines, even though his palms were completely red, he did not give up