Early spring in the Kalos region, in the slums of Shixiang Town.
"Chen! Brother Chen, I was wrong! Brother Chen, please spare my life! I will never dare to cross you again, Brother Chen!"
In a corner of the slums, someone who looked like a gangster was begging for mercy.
The person he was begging to was a young man in tattered clothes. His body was covered in mud, and his clothes were so torn that they barely covered him.
At the boy's feet lay two corpses with their throats cut, blood still flowing from their necks.
The fruit knife in the boy's hand was still covered in bright red blood, making it look extremely hideous in this moment.
"Haha, you only know how to beg for mercy now? It's too late," said the young man disdainfully.
The boy's name was Wang Chen. He was a time traveler and had been a gangster killer on Earth in his previous life.
The original Wang Chen's soul had been completely devoured by this time traveler.
The gangster in front of him was one of the gang leaders in this slum, and they often robbed people.
Wang Chen, who was skinny and frail, was often bullied by them and had his food and water taken away.
But today was different, because the person living in Wang Chen's frail body was a killer.
Just moments ago, the three gangsters had wanted to bully Wang Chen again, but Wang Chen picked up a fruit knife and slashed the throats of two of them. Afterwards, Wang Chen used his superior killing skills to stab the gang leader twice, piercing his right hand and left leg.
So now the gang leader, although still alive, had basically lost the ability to resist.
"What a pity this body is too thin—otherwise it wouldn't have taken so long to deal with the three of them," Wang Chen thought to himself.
In fact, Wang Chen was a little out of breath after he had just killed two thugs and stabbed the leader twice.
Fortunately, the gang leader was scared and stayed where he was, begging, which allowed Wang Chen to catch his breath. So now it was time to send him to heaven!
Wang Chen gripped the fruit knife tightly, rushed forward quickly, and instantly arrived in front of the gang leader.
Seeing that begging was of no use, the gang leader raised his left hand, wanting to make a final desperate struggle.
When Wang Chen rushed in front of him, the gang leader clenched his left fist and was about to hit Wang Chen in the face.
However, at this critical moment, a blue light flashed in Wang Chen's eyes, and the gangster's left hand remained suspended in the air for a while.
With a "swish" sound, the fruit knife pierced into the abdomen of the gang leader, and then Wang Chen cut his abdomen with the blade of the fruit knife.
The gang leader's entire stomach was cut by the knife. Blood gushed out, and his intestines fell to the ground, just like a scene from ancient executions.
"Phew! Finally solved it. This body is really... weak, but fortunately I still have some superpowers, and I solved them without any real danger," Wang Chen said.
The blue light that had just flashed in Wang Chen's eyes was exactly his superpower.
After he traveled here, he had swallowed up the original Wang Chen's soul. The two souls merged into one, which greatly enhanced his mental strength and gave birth to some superpowers.
Now this superpower was still very weak, and Wang Chen didn't know many ways to use it.
At present, he could only use his superpowers to make objects stop temporarily, or make some lighter objects float in the air for a short while.
Wang Chen knew nothing about things like telepathy or even teleportation.
After killing the person, Wang Chen did not feel any discomfort—after all, he was a killer.
Then Wang Chen rummaged through the pockets of the three corpses and found a lot of things that were very helpful to him.
"Sixty yuan in total, five slices of bread, and a bottle of mineral water. At least I can catch my breath for a while," Wang Chen thought.
Wang Chen's current body had not eaten for three days, and the only water he drank was some rainwater. Even three days ago, Wang Chen had been in a state of neither being full nor starving, and was in a daze all day long.
So now he was both hungry and thirsty, and the bread and mineral water from the three gangsters really gave him some relief.
After securing these supplies, Wang Chen wolfed down the bread and water, then burped.
"Great! I finally feel alive!"
After eating the bread and regaining some strength, Wang Chen looked at the dim sky and couldn't help falling into deep thought.
"According to the memory of the original soul, this is the Kalos region of the Pokémon world, Shixiang Town. There seems to be a secret base of Team Flare in Shixiang Town?" Wang Chen suddenly thought of something.
In his previous life, Wang Chen had played many Pokémon games, including the sixth-generation XY version.
In the XY version, the villain Team Flare does have a secret base in Shixiang Town.
However, it was hard to say whether the world he was in now was the same world as in the game, so Wang Chen compared the memories of the two souls again.
"In my past memories, I did see some people wearing orange-red clothes when I was begging on the roadside. These people seemed to have appeared in the northwest of Shixiang Town, in a shabby shop... And I saw some people wearing tattered clothes, like beggars, running there, and then they disappeared. Could it be that..."
Wang Chen tried hard to recall, and gradually the memories of the real world and the memories in the game were connected.
"It should be correct. The shabby little shop in the northwest of Shixiang Town should be the recruitment office of Team Flare!" Wang Chen came to a conclusion in his mind.
Wang Chen, who had merged the memories of two souls, was not so foolish as to think that this Pokémon world was the utopian world in the animation.
In fact, there were only a few people who owned Pokémon in this world, and most of the wild Pokémon had bad tempers—killing and eating people was not unusual.
Likewise, it was not uncommon for humans to hunt and eat Pokémon.
Moreover, the gap between the rich and the poor in this world was huge. In this world ruled by the Pokémon Alliance, only the direct trainers of the Alliance could take the three starter Pokémon out for adventures when they were young.
People like Wang Chen who were born in the slums had to beg for food when they went out. It could be said they were born like cattle and horses—no, worse than cattle and horses, which at least had owners who fed them.
This huge gap between the rich and the poor also provided living space for dark forces in various regions.
After all, as long as there were poor and hungry people, these dark organizations would never lack fresh blood.
"I was born in a slum and had to beg for food when I went out. I didn't even have an ID card—I was an illegal resident and had no chance of getting into the legal system. In this case, why not take a gamble?" Wang Chen thought viciously.