my pokemon player.

"Okay, I will tell those human heroes to protect the recorder at all costs!" Ryan said with a serious expression, holding the recorder tightly in his hand.

"Yeah!" Celebi nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "I know you have many heroes under your command, so I suggest that the tribe make a large number of wooden flutes."

"These wooden flutes look the same, but in fact, there is no difference. When they are blown, they can cause a momentary ripple in time. When we feel it, we will respond to the call."

"As for who will respond to the call, the elders in the tribe say it all depends on fate. In fact, whoever is free will come. The tribe members who respond to the call may be different each time."

"But if a human gets acquainted with a certain tribe member, maybe it will leave a unique mark on the recorder, and in the future, when the recorder is blown, it will only be summoned over."

"For example, Little Green, as you call him, loved the humans who rescued him. After returning to the tribe, he kept thinking about them, so he must have left a mark on their wooden flute."

Ryan understood and said, "This arrangement is very reasonable. It can not only improve the efficiency of repairing broken time points, but also give humans and Celebi the opportunity to cultivate feelings and bonds."

"I sincerely hope that you and Xiaolu are not isolated cases. In the future, more and more Celebi will become friends with humans. Then your tribe will no longer have to hide from the world and will be able to move freely in the human world."

Upon hearing this, Celebi said with anticipation: "Really? Will we wait until that day?"

Ryan said firmly: "Of course I will. This is my dream. I will make it come true even if it costs my life!"

"Pah, pah, pah!" Celebi wrinkled his small nose and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't say such unlucky words, you won't die!"

Ryan shrugged and said calmly: "There's nothing unlucky. I'm just an ordinary human being. I will die sooner or later."

Having experienced death once, Ryan takes life and death lightly.

Thanks to the alpaca, he not only had a second life, but also traveled to the Pokémon world he had always dreamed of.

To be honest, Ryan was already very content, so he was not afraid of death.

Of course, it would be even better if I could realize my dream before I die and leave my own story in this world, then my life would not be in vain.

"By the way, isn't your Celebi's concept of life and death different from humans'? Even if I'm really gone one day, you can still travel back in time to meet me."

Celebi shook his head vigorously, "No! You're different!"

Ryan asked in confusion, "What's the difference?"

"I don't understand either." Celebi explained with a tangled look:

"But the elders in the tribe said that the reason they don't allow members of the tribe to have too much contact with humans and other Pokémon is because they are afraid that we will develop feelings with them and affect our original concept of life and death."

"As observers of time, we, the Celebi, are destined to be alone. We can only watch life pass by silently. Even if the other party is connected to you, we cannot interfere."

"In the past, I didn't take these words seriously. I thought that the life and death of humans had nothing to do with me. Even if I met an interesting human, I could travel through time and observe his life at different stages until I lost interest."

"But now I understand the elders' intentions a little bit, because in my eyes, only you now are my friend, even you at other times cannot be replaced."

"Oh! What on earth am I talking about!" Celebi patted his head in annoyance, and then asked Ryan hopefully, "Can you understand what I mean?"

Ryan smiled and nodded slightly: "I understand. To put it simply, although there are many timelines, the feelings between us are unique.
"You are not afraid of my death as an individual, but of losing forever the time we have shared together."

Upon hearing this, Celebi said excitedly: "Yes! That's what I mean!"

Then, it seemed to have thought of something, and said with some disappointment:
"It's a pity that I can't prevent your death. I can only accompany you for a while longer." "Fortunately, you are the one destined by heaven. Even we can't predict your future. Otherwise, I would definitely be even more worried!"

"Alas, if my companions also form a bond with humans, they will realize this sooner or later."

"Now that I think about it, maybe the elders' warnings are right. We shouldn't have too much contact with humans."

Ryan reached out and touched Celebi's little head, and said softly:

"Don't think too much. I think there's nothing wrong with having more wonderful experiences and memories."

"Especially for those of you who observe time, this will give you a new understanding of time."

Celebi nodded thoughtfully, but his mood was still a little low.

Ryan changed the subject and said, "Well, I'm not even twenty years old yet, so I'm far from being old enough to talk about death."

"Let's talk about your tribe. If I blow this wooden flute, will your tribe come to meet me?"

Celebi's attention was quickly drawn to Ryan, and he replied crisply:
"Yes, I have made an agreement with the elders in the tribe that they will all come to see you when you blow the recorder for the first time."

"Very good, without further ado, I will summon them over right away."

After that, Ryan picked up the wooden flute, put his lips to the flute holes, and exhaled gently.

Along with a pleasant flute sound, the wooden flute and the flowers used as decoration in the room all began to emit a faint fluorescence.

As the light gradually filled the entire room, a familiar vortex of time and space appeared out of thin air in front of Ryan.

One after another, Celebi emerged from the vortex, looking at Ryan and the surrounding environment curiously.

When the last Celebi to emerge from the whirlpool saw Ryan, his eyes suddenly lit up.

It then flapped its small wings behind it and flew to Ryan's side, constantly moving its nose and sniffing left and right.

Finally, he heaved a sigh of relief: "Yes, you do have the aura of Lord Dialga. It seems that the little rabbi did not lie to me."

Celebi was immediately displeased when he heard this, and puffed up his cheeks and said angrily:
"What do you mean? Have you never believed what I said?"

"It's not that I don't believe what you say, it's that I don't believe your brain." The Celebi, who looked like an elder of the tribe, responded.

"What? You actually questioned my brain! My wisdom was praised by Ryan!" Celebi shouted indignantly.

"Really? Someone even praised you for being smart?" The older Celebi looked at Ryan meaningfully.

Ryan smiled embarrassedly and took the initiative to say:
"Yes, I was the one who praised it. Don't you think it only looks stupid, but is actually very wise?"

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Ryan as Celebi mentioned. Nice to meet you."

Hearing Ryan praising herself in front of her elders, the pink onion head became very proud. She put her hands on her hips and looked at her elders triumphantly.

Seeing this, the older Celebi said unhappily: "What do you mean by great wisdom but appearing foolish? It is clearly a fool and a retard!" (End of this chapter)