At this moment, Max's heart was filled with grief and indignation.
Others get to transmigrate, and so do I.
But the problem is, they either transmigrate directly in their original body, or even if it's a soul transmigration, they end up as a rich, handsome, and tall guy, right?
Even if they aren't a rich, handsome, and tall guy, they could at least be the son of some high-ranking official, with potential for future development.
But what about me? What kind of unfortunate thing did I transmigrate into?
What the heck?
Looking at his golden fur, the lightning-shaped tail, and his furry little short hands, Max broke down.
"Pika~~!"
Pika your sister!
The distraught Max cursed, but the sound that came out of his mouth was a slightly dazed "Pika."
"Beep beep, Pika God System activated, host binding successful.
Main quest initiated: Path of the Pika God.
Quest objective: Help Ash become the Kanto Region Champion.
Quest duration: One year.
Quest reward: Become an entry-level Pika God.
Failure penalty: Eradication."
Holy crap!?
What the heck?
Pika God System?
What did he just say? Help Ash? Holy crap!?
I'm that Pikachu!?
At this moment, Max already understood his identity.
So, I actually transmigrated into the body of Ash's Pikachu from the anime?
But the problem is! Even if it's Pikachu, I want to be human!
At this moment, tears streaming down his face were not enough to express the grief and indignation in Max's heart.
As an experienced loser otaku, having lost his human body, he would completely lose the joy of watching those art performances.
This was simply unimaginable for Max!
Does such a life still have meaning?
"Professor! Professor! I'm sorry, I'm late!"
Just as Max was questioning life, a tender voice suddenly came from outside.
At this moment, Max suddenly realized that he was actually inside a Poké Ball.
Damn, no wonder I was wondering why this room was so small?
"Ash, you woke up too late! All the Pokémon have already been chosen by others. Now, there's only this last Pokémon left, but it seems to have some problems."
Clearly, this was all unfolding exactly according to the anime's plot.
"Hahaha! Pikachu, from now on you're my partner!"
At this moment, Max was extremely annoyed.
I'm a straight man! How dare you, a sweaty kid, hug me?
What else is there to say? A Thunder Shock must be delivered.
Although Max had only just possessed Pikachu, this did not affect his use of his own Skill.
Just kidding, although this system gave me a quest, it also let me see my data panel, didn't it?
Although the pathetic attributes didn't interest Max enough to look at them twice, he did notice the lonely Thunder Shock on his Skill panel.
"Zzzzt!"
A current flashed, and Ash and Professor Oak, without surprise, ended up with punk hairstyles.
Damn it! I'm really a weakling!
Looking at how one Thunder Shock only changed their hairstyles, Max's heart was filled with grief and indignation.
With this level, how can I complete the main quest?
The cost of failure is eradication!
Although becoming this yellow-skinned mouse is unacceptable, it's still much better than directly returning to nothing, right?
"Pikachu, let's go, I'll take you to see my mom, Delia, and then we'll depart!"
Ash, of course, was completely unaware of the grief and indignation in Max's heart.
At this moment, he was excited about becoming a League Trainer.
"Oh! Ash, is this the little Pokémon you received from the Professor?"
Completely disregarding the change in her son's hairstyle, Delia's gaze was entirely focused on the listless Pikachu.
Who!?
Right! This guy just said he was going to see his mom, Delia?
Attracted by the woman's voice, Max slightly raised his drooping eyelids.
With that look, Max got excited!
What the heck! Is this Ash's mom? Are you kidding me?
Appearing before Max was a beautiful woman in her thirties.
"Ash, it seems your Pikachu likes me more~"
Seeing that Pikachu had regained its energy because of her appearance, Delia immediately became interested.
"Oh! Mom, this little thing can shock people, be careful!"
Seeing that his mom actually wanted to take the Pikachu from his shoulder, Ash immediately became nervous.
It didn't matter if he got shocked, Professor Oak deserved to be shocked, but if his mom got shocked, that would truly be a sin.
"Hehehe~ No, it won't. Look, how much this little thing likes Mom?
Oh! Don't move around!"
Taking Pikachu, Delia immediately embraced it.
At this moment, Max suddenly felt that perhaps becoming a yellow-skinned mouse wasn't so bad after all!
If he were human, what woman would hug him for no reason?
Now that I've become this outwardly adorable Pikachu, I can be liked by these cute young ladies.
This, could it be an unexpected gain?
"Alright, Ash, it seems your Pikachu is still very energetic.
So, my dear son, Mom wishes you to achieve your desires soon and become the League Champion!
And you, Pikachu, you must help my son; you both must progress together~"
Delia, with a slight blush, moved the still squirming Pikachu away and offered her son some motherly encouragement.
"Don't worry, Mom! With Pikachu's Helping Hand, I will definitely become the League Champion and the strongest Trainer!"
Ash, innocent and ignorant of everything happening before him, clearly didn't understand yet.
At this moment, his young heart was filled with aspirations for the journey ahead.
Of course, at this time, there was also someone who was very unhappy.
That person, naturally, was our poor Max.
Damn it! Why didn't you hug me for one more second last night!
Suddenly being taken away, Max's heart was filled with unwillingness.
But unfortunately, Delia clearly didn't give Max that chance.
The arm couldn't twist the thigh; how could Max's small body resist a human?
Watching her son and the again listless Pikachu gradually move away, Delia's heart was filled with questions.
Where did Professor Oak get such an exquisite thing?
Of course, Professor Oak at this moment had no energy to answer Delia's questions.
You see, after being zapped by Pikachu's punk Thunder Shock, Professor Oak was busy restyling his hair.
Just kidding, as a well-known figure in the Kanto region, I, this old man, can't afford to lose face!