MTL NOVEL Chapter 35: 35
Chapter 35: Spread the Word—The Streamer Has Discovered Mimikyu! A Dangerous Ghost or a Mysterious Fairy?
[This sound is way too creepy!]
[Damn! I can't look at my Pikachu the same way anymore!]
[Streamer, keep the connection open! Something's really off!]
[I'm out—I can't watch this anymore!]
As the eerie cries resembling Pikachu's sobs echoed through the stream, Ye Yinchuan's viewer count skyrocketed, reaching its highest peak of the night. While many claimed to be scared and threatened to leave, the reality was that more people were tuning in.
Curiosity was a powerful thing. When it came to supernatural topics, fear and intrigue always walked hand in hand. Anyone who entered Ye Yinchuan's stream found themselves unable to look away, desperate to know—
Just what the hell is that thing?
"Alright, streamer—I trust you! I'll do whatever you say!"
The young woman on the other end of the video call, visibly pale and trembling, had a look of determination in her eyes.
"Tonight, I have to find out what that thing is! If I die, then so be it!"
[Whoa! You can't just say that!]
[Is this a horror movie protagonist's final monologue?!]
[She's totally losing it!]
[Streamer, if something happens to her, you're responsible!]
"Don't worry—you have me."
Ye Yinchuan's calm voice carried a weight of assurance, and the woman, despite her fear, felt a little more at ease.
The reason for his confidence?
His knowledge as a transmigrator, combined with the research he had just done.
"Do you have a pair of sunglasses? Or anything that can cover your eyes?"
"I think so… Let me check."
"Good. Put them on."
After some rummaging, she found a pair of sunglasses. As someone who cared about skincare, she always kept them handy for sun protection.
"Do you know where there's a mirror in your house?"
"Uh… Yeah, I think so."
"Alright, now, slightly open the door and point your phone camera at the mirror. Keep your voice low."
"What?"
"Just trust me. That's a Pokémon. And if it's a Pokémon, I can identify it."
"Oh, and before that—put Pichu down."
[666! Bossy streamer!]
[What's with all these complicated steps? Is this an exorcism ritual?]
[I swear, I wanna crack open the streamer's brain and see if it's wired differently!]
[Run, guys! He's about to flex again!]
[NOPE! If the Ring scene starts playing, we're ALL doomed!]
"…Okay."
Ignoring the chat, the woman placed her Pichu safely on the bed, then slowly crept toward the door.
The eerie, sobbing "Pika Pika" sound continued, sending chills down her spine. As she got closer, it became even clearer. It was like something was weeping.
She cracked the door open just slightly and extended her phone to record.
"Streamer, what now?"
"Hold it steady. Keep it there."
Ye Yinchuan's voice remained steady, though he knew that if the woman could see her chat right now, she might have fainted on the spot.
[I'M LOSING IT! I'M FREAKING LOSING IT!]
[Streamer, you better be 100% sure that's a Pokémon!]
[Its head is hanging to the side… What kind of horror movie is this?!]
The chat was in a frenzy.
Through the dimly lit camera feed, the stream showed the house's darkened living room. There, reflected in a mirror, was a Pikachu-like figure.
But something was wrong. Its head lolled unnaturally to one side, as if its neck had snapped.
Even more terrifying, it was lifting its own head with its hands—or rather, shadowy, ghostly appendages that barely resembled real hands. As it trembled, it let out soft, pitiful cries.
Pika… Pika…
[WARNING: This livestream contains disturbing imagery. Please adhere to platform guidelines to avoid content restrictions.]
The automated message popped up on the stream.
"…Moderator, please don't ban my stream. This is a legitimate Pokémon identification case. I can explain."
[LOL! The streamer actually got flagged!]
[Honestly, though, what if kids or elderly viewers are watching?]
A few seconds later, the eerie figure in the video was suddenly blurred out by the platform's content moderation.
[WHAT THE HELL?! Did the platform just censor a LIVE FEED?]
[Wait… Does the streamer have special privileges?!]
[You guys don't get it. He's not just a Pokémon identifier. He's an undercover Pokémon Bureau agent, a millionaire's best friend, and the secret heir to a research empire!]
Ye Yinchuan rolled his eyes at the absurdity in the chat.
"If you guys keep hyping me up like this, even the seagulls will crash mid-flight."
But he still denied it, following up with a firm, "I'm not. I'm really not. Don't make stuff up."
Classic denial-triple-combo.
"Streamer… You're sure this thing is a Pokémon?"
The woman, still shaking, dared to ask.
"Yes. This Pokémon hasn't been officially documented yet—or rather, people simply don't understand it. My scientist friend just sent me some classified research notes."
[HA! The scientist friend card again!]
[When did you even ask them?!]
"I typed it out."
Ye Yinchuan remained unfazed. "This Pokémon has no official name yet, but I want to call it Mimikyu."
"Mimikyu? Like… a tiny Pikachu?"
The chat echoed her confusion.
"No—Mimi as in mystery, kyu as in mimic. Since it's full of secrets and mimics Pikachu's form, I think the name fits."
[Wait, are we actually witnessing a new Pokémon discovery?!]
[Breaking news: Streamer single-handedly creates Pokémon!]
"In truth, many people have seen Mimikyu before. They just mistakenly think it's a ghost wrapped in cloth, or even a deceased Pikachu's spirit."
[Wait… So it's not an undead Pikachu?!]
[Then what the hell IS it?!]
"It's a Ghost-type Pokémon, just like Gastly. However, unlike Gastly, which is confirmed to be a gas Pokémon, Mimikyu's true nature remains unknown."
[So… is it dangerous? And why the sunglasses?]
The woman was visibly calmer now that she knew this wasn't some deathly curse.
"The sunglasses are to protect you."
Ye Yinchuan took a sip of water, dragging out the suspense.
"Because Mimikyu's true form… is something no one should ever see."
To be continued…