You are not allowed to be a Pokémon Trainer!

Chapter 309 The King of the Plasma Team, N's Ideal (6.2k)

The [Large Lucky Lantern] from this Fear Value Chest didn't yield any key items—

Specifically refers to items with clear and specific instructions, such as [Heart Drop] or [Light Stone].

However, as always, Brother Tongzi is generous with the top-tier breeding resources needed for various Pokémon.

In addition, a [Butterfly Dance] move learning machine was found inside the lantern.

This is undoubtedly the ultimate enhancement move for special attackers.

Special Attack, Special Defense, and Speed ​​are all increased by one level.

A completely high-end version of [Meditation].

There are quite a few Pokémon in the team that need this move, such as Wing Clap, Latias, Milton, and even Victini.

However, in the end, Xia Chi still gave the TM to Latias.

With her balanced offense and defense, she is the one who needs this move the most among these Pokémon.

Sister Fa is already fast enough, and both the [Speed ​​Attack] and [Lord of the Underworld] synergies provide speed bonuses.

The butterfly dance accelerated to the point of overflowing.

If possible, Xia Chi would prefer to use the [Trick] move, which maximizes damage output, to activate Zhenyi.

As for Milton and Bictini, they are equally versatile.

But one is a means of transportation and the other is the team's mascot; giving them these resources would be a waste.

Although Latias also serves as Xia Chi's personal maid, her fighting spirit is much stronger than those two.

At this point, the [Meditation] move can be considered officially retired from Latias's skill pool.

November 11st arrived quietly.

A day that has no meaning in the Pokémon world.

After successfully defeating Kiku's last main Pokémon, Mudstalker, and gaining a considerable amount of Fear Points, Xia Chi decided to take his leave.

"Hey, aren't you going to stay a little longer?"

Ziyu said with great regret, "There are many fun places in Fanba City that you haven't been to yet."

Xia Chi looked at her expressionlessly: "Please give an example."

Besides training and matches these past few days, he hasn't been idle either, spending almost all his free time exploring Fanba City and the surrounding area.

Anyway, with Milerton, short trips are very convenient.

However, all you can see are mines, and the entire city has a hardcore style that serves the mining industry.

Aside from having a great time eating and playing in the mines, getting covered in dirt and having a lot of fun, there wasn't much scenery worth lingering over.

Zi Yu clearly realized what was happening too, and her voice lowered: "Okay, it seems that's really the case."

Standing to the side, Boss Ju crossed his arms and said in a deep voice, "Alright, let him go. A real man should travel the world and see a wider world."

Seeing that her daughter and Xia Chi were getting closer and closer, Ju Laoda secretly wished that this "little blondie" would leave as soon as possible.

My daughter finally comes home for a few days, and all her time is taken up by an outsider. Is this acceptable?

Zi Yu had no choice but to nod. "Alright, then I'll head back to school too."

Boss Ju: "."

No, you left immediately after Xia Chi left?

Can't you spend some time with your lonely old father?

Of course, given Kiku's consistently tough-guy image as a club owner, there's absolutely no way he would say such a thing.

All that remained was the lonely silhouette of a middle-aged man.

"Everyone's busy, it's good to be busy."

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On the last night before his departure, Xia Chi finally couldn't resist Boss Ju's enthusiasm and drank a few cups of Hezhong wheat juice with this tough guy from Hezhong.

He was far from being drunk. In his previous life, he was from Shandong, and if he couldn't drink a pound of liquor, he wouldn't even be allowed to sit at the table. This amount of alcohol was just enough to soothe his throat.

Although his physique changed after the transmigration, miraculously, his talent in this area seemed to have been perfectly preserved.

Although this is hardly a skill worth boasting about.

After knocking out this tough guy from the United States who was both a glutton and a heavy drinker on the dinner table, Xia Chi left Fanba Dojo with a flourish.

With such a loving servant and so many elves at home, he doesn't need to worry about taking care of this drunkard.

As for why the purple yu (a type of reed pipe) wasn't mentioned...
Because she was taking advantage of her father's unconscious state to sneak out and see Xia Chi off.

The evening breeze in Fanba City is comfortable yet slightly cool.

Unlike the bustling city of Feiyun, the nights here are much quieter, and there are few pedestrians on the streets.

Xia Chi simply released all his companions except for the overly large Bangilas and the socially awkward Millerton. They strolled leisurely, enjoying the night breeze and digesting their food.

These past few days, Ziyu hasn't been pestering Ponpon like before, because she's found a new "toy," Bictini.

The little guy is small in size, covered in fur, can fly, and most importantly, is highly interactive.

"So who exactly invented this little cutie?"

Ziyu gently tickled Bictini's soft tummy, a smile spreading across her face. "So cute~"

"Tini~"

Bictini flapped her little wings and ate a macaron, completely oblivious to Senior Ziyu's groping hands.

The little guy is the complete opposite of Milton. Anyone Xia Chi approves of can freely knead and squeeze a macaron, and it seems to thoroughly enjoy being pampered.

And it really likes this feeling.

Xia Chi glanced at Victini, who was enjoying double pleasure, and a question quietly rose in his mind.

In the movie, will Victini, who never left Eindooc, still exist in this world?

Rahiram is undoubtedly the most qualified to speak on this matter.

He silently voiced this question to himself.

"Rahiram, have you met Bictini before?"

Rahiram expressed his doubts.

Why do you suddenly ask this question when I've never seen it before?

Xia Chi casually replied in his mind, "Nothing, just asking. You're so knowledgeable, aren't you?"

He was only slightly surprised by Rahiram's answer, but did not delve into it further.

After all, it's not said that everything in this Pokémon world has to match all the information from the previous life.

As I was pondering this, I heard another commotion coming from not far away.

Zi Yu tiptoed toward the source of the sound.

This action didn't increase the field of vision much, but it instantly boosted the cuteness level by several levels.

After seeing the situation over there, she frowned slightly: "Are the Plasma Team giving a presentation again?"

Since her in-depth conversation with Xia Chi last time, her feelings towards the Plasma Team have changed from indifference to a subtle aversion.

Although there was no concrete evidence, she would undoubtedly choose to believe Xia Chi over an organization she had never met.

"Let's go, let's take a longer route and avoid them."

As Zi Yu spoke, she subconsciously tried to grab Xia Chi's sleeve and lead him down another path.

However, Xia Chi stopped in his tracks.

His extraordinary senses allowed him to spot a striking green amidst the white-robed figures on stage.

Upon closer inspection, he was a slender and tall young man.

Despite wearing the same Plasma Team uniform as everyone else, he exuded an extraordinary aura and presence.

The phrase "standing out from the crowd" is perfectly apt here.

Xia Chi wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt as if the man had noticed him and was giving him a meaningful look.

That's N?

"what happened?"

Zi Yu turned around in confusion.

Xia Chi shook his head, his gaze still fixed in that direction: "Wait a moment, I'll go take a look."

After saying that, he walked towards the crowd giving the Plasma Team's speech.

He certainly had no interest in ordinary small fry or fodder.

But if it's "N," then this might be the most popular villain in Pokémon history, which is a different story.

Meowha and Latias immediately followed in perfect unison.

Zi Yu hesitated for only a moment before jogging to catch up.

"Wait for me, I'll come with you!"

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The closer one gets to the crowd, the clearer and more jarring the inflammatory and anti-intellectual pronouncements coming from the stage, mixed with the fervent responses of the believers, become.

The core content of the speech was similar to what Xia Chi had heard a few days ago, nothing more than criticizing Poké Balls and advocating the idea of ​​releasing them back into the wild, except that this time a lot of so-called "real-life cases" were added.

Whether these cases are true or not is another matter, but they are certainly very emotionally impactful.

For example, bring out a believer's personal account of their experience.

He was once a young man with dreams and aspirations to win the league championship.

But in the pursuit of honor, he painfully discovered that the brutal training and battles only brought indelible physical and mental damage to the elves.

In the end, he had a sudden realization and released all the spirits, freeing them.

The moving story successfully brought tears to the eyes of many onlookers, who seemed to empathize with the experience.

Ziyu frowned slightly and said, "There are clearly many Pokémon that love to battle. Why not just prevent Pokémon that lack fighting spirit from battling?"

"Ee!" Sylveon at her feet nodded defiantly, its ribbons swaying gently.

That's right, it's all about enjoying the thrill of whipping those arrogant dragon-type Pokémon like spinning tops with ribbons!

"Xia Chi, don't you think so?"

Zi Yu turned her head, trying to find recognition from another normal person in the crowd.

But they found Xia Chi staring intently behind the podium, seemingly searching for something.

Where did that guy go?

Xia Chi muttered to himself.

"Eh?"

Zi Yu was taken aback. "Who are you talking about?"

"nothing."

Xia Chi withdrew her searching gaze and shook her head. "What did you just say?"

"I'm talking about that person on stage."

Zi Yu repeated, "It's clearly his own training methods that are problematic, or that he encountered Pokémon that were unsuitable for battle, so how come in his mouth it's as if the entire trainer system and society are at fault?"

"Is that so?"

Xia Chi absentmindedly echoed, his gaze still darting through the crowd, searching for that green figure that he cared so much about.

"and"

Zi Yu attempted to use theory to support his viewpoint.

"Didn't Professor Oak write a famous paper a long time ago that argued that 'competition and aggression are inherent traits of many Pokémon, and are important drivers of their survival and evolution'?"

A clear and gentle male voice suddenly came from behind me.

"If you are referring to Dr. Yukinari Oki's article 'On the Social Commonalities and Behavioral Drives of Pokémon and Humans,' published in the journal 'Pokémon Science' in 197 AD, then I think you may have a slight misunderstanding of the doctor's conclusion."

Xia Chi's heart tightened suddenly, and he turned around abruptly.

Standing before him was the very figure he had been searching for—N.

He had quietly appeared behind them without them noticing, and was now looking down slightly, his clear emerald green eyes peering at them through the soft green hair on his forehead.

"Dr. Oki's core argument in that paper is..."

N's voice was steady and clear, carrying a scholarly seriousness.

"Wild Pokémon are born with a strong competitive spirit in order to obtain enough resources for survival in harsh natural environments. However, this does not mean that they are born to love being domesticated by humans and fighting according to human will and rules. Such behavior is more of a utilitarian exploitation and distortion of Pokémon's nature by humans for their own amusement or pursuit of honor."

After speaking, he gently removed the black and white baseball cap from his head, revealing his handsome face, and gave Xia Chi a gentle smile that seemed to be veiled by a thin mist.

He bowed slightly and introduced himself: "Excuse me, gentlemen. My name is Naqiuran Halmonia Gropius, or you may call me N."

Zi Yu opened her mouth slightly in surprise and subconsciously took a half step back. "You're that N?!"

She quickly leaned close to Xia Chi's ear and whispered urgently, "This guy is the leader of Team Plasma named 'N.' I heard he's a descendant of the royal family of the ancient Unova Kingdom and a very famous young idol in the Unova League!"

[Harmonia? If he truly bears this surname, then he is undoubtedly a member of the legitimate royal bloodline of the Kingdom of the Peoples of the Earth.]

Rahiram agreed with this view in his heart.

Xia Chi simply nodded silently, her heart unmoved.

The alliance has been established for so many years, what royal descendant? My surname is Xia, so I am a royal descendant of the first dynasty of the ancient Donghuang!
N is merely the "king" pushed to the forefront by the plasma team, a meticulously crafted artifact.

The true mastermind behind it all was Quigish, the leader of the Seven Sages.

This "N" is nothing more than a vessel for the "ideal hero" who was instilled with hatred and fanaticism by Quetzalcoatl from childhood and was cultivated to awaken Zekrom.

As for why Quixote didn't go into battle himself?

How could an ambitious schemer who plots to rule the Commonwealth through intrigue be worthy of the approval of Zekrom, who pursues pure "ideals"?
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"It seems that you two may have some misunderstandings about me and the philosophy of Team Plasma."

N has a very unique temperament, like a quiet forest after a summer rain, fresh and aloof.

Despite being in the middle of a noisy and restless crowd, Xia Chi strangely felt that the surrounding noise was isolated, as if he could only clearly hear his peaceful words.

Xia Chi met his gaze. "Whether it's a misunderstanding or understanding, I'm afraid it's still too early to say."

A faint smile appeared on N's lips. "Teacher Xia Chi seems to have other insights? I'd like to hear them in detail."

Xia Chi cut straight to the point: "The core of your sect's doctrine seems to be that, for Pokémon, Poké Balls mean confinement, and battles are tantamount to cruelty?"

N nodded slightly, his eyes resolute: "That's right, it's an obvious fact."

Xia Chi continued, "What was the relationship between humans and Pokémon before the invention of the Poké Ball?"

N replied without hesitation: "Back then? We distrusted each other, and even feared one another."

Xia Chi shook his head and gave an even crueler answer: "No, it's worse than you said. It should be described as competition, even killing each other for resources."

N tilted his head slightly, seemingly feeling that this statement further confirmed his point of view.

"It can also be understood that this precisely illustrates that from the very beginning, this relationship was built on inequality and conflict."

Xia Chi did not refute this point, but continued to ask: "So, according to Team Plasma's idea, if all of humanity in the world stopped using Poké Balls, Pokémon would be truly liberated?"

"No, it's not that simple."

A deeper light flashed in N's eyes, a sense of mission bordering on reverence.

The Poké Ball is merely a tool, a symbol, a cold emblem signifying humanity's unrestrained exploitation and manipulation of Pokémon. My goal goes far beyond that; I want to create a world where all Pokémon can exist truly freely, completely free from human will.

"And what about humans?"

Xia Chi stared intently into his eyes. "Where does humanity stand in your grand blueprint?"

N tilted his head slightly, a gesture that made him appear somewhat detached from worldly affairs, yet also revealed an undeniable determination.

"Humans? Humans possess such advanced technological civilization that even without Pokémon, they can continue to develop, and perhaps even become more pure."

Xia Chi nodded thoughtfully and concluded, "I understand. You mean that humans should live as humans and elves as elves, with the former living in groups in cities and the latter scattered in the mountains and wilderness. The two should draw a clear line between themselves, not disturbing or interfering with each other. This is the 'ideal state' you are pursuing, right?"

A gentle, confident smile returned to N's face: "Of course, this is the perfect picture of returning to one's true self and ending suffering."

However, Xia Chi suddenly changed the subject, "Then, didn't you infringe on the elves' 'freedom' to want to get close to humans?"

The smile on N's face froze instantly.

He clearly did not expect Xia Chi to "defeat magic with magic," using his most cherished concept of "freedom" to question the "ideal state" he had constructed.

A barely perceptible hint of confusion flashed in N's emerald eyes, and her brows furrowed slightly: "No, this is a confusion of concepts and sophistry. Elves and humans are not beings from the same world. The so-called 'closeness' brought about by forcibly getting close is itself a distortion. This kind of 'freedom' is pointless, and even harmful."

Xia Chi said slowly, "Is that so? I heard you have the ability to hear the thoughts of elves, so now, please look at them."

He stepped aside, clearly revealing all his companions behind him to N.

"N, tell me, from their innermost thoughts right now, do you truly hear pain, repression, and lack of freedom? Or do you hear trust, dependence, and an unreserved emotional connection?"

Miaoha stared at N with unfriendly eyes. From the very beginning, she was very dissatisfied with this charlatan who spouted nonsense.

To actually separate me from Xia Chi is even worse than those guys from Team Lava!

Ponpo nestled close to Xia Chi's legs, her little hands clutching the hem of Xia Chi's clothes. Her eyes behind the mask were unwavering, not swayed by N's idea in the slightest.

Her elven life trajectory has already proven that being alone in the world is not true freedom.

It was Xia Chi's appearance that gave her the power of revenge and a warm home.

In a world where only Pokémon exist, are humans so naive as to think that there will be no fighting and that all Pokémon can live in harmony?
N's gaze slowly swept over each of the Pokémon around Xia Chi.

He was indeed listening; a faint light flickered in his emerald eyes, which seemed to see right through people's hearts.

What he heard was not the pain of oppression, but a complex yet genuine resonance of protection, dependence, and intimacy.

After a long silence, he sighed softly, "I acknowledge that there is a very deep and sincere emotional bond between you and your Pokémon. We are essentially the same kind of people, both deeply in love with Pokémon. This is precisely why I sincerely invite you to join Team Plasma and work with me to change this imperfect world."

Xia Chi interrupted, "Stop, I'm not the same kind of person as you."

N was stunned, his eyes showing confusion.

Xia Chi stared at him and gave a slight sneer: "At least, I am a person with independent thinking and judgment. My beliefs come from my own experiences and choices, not from the dogmas instilled by others."

N's brow furrowed even more, and his tone took on a cold, offended edge: "If you think my ideals and beliefs are influenced or manipulated by others, then you needn't be. This is my life, my path, and the choice I made myself."

"Oh? Is that so?"

The look of pity in Xia Chi's eyes as she looked at N became even more pronounced. "You have the purest heart and can hear the most truthful voices, but what you really need to be heard from is your own heart. Is everything you firmly believe in right now an 'ideal' that you have figured out yourself, or a 'program' that someone else has already set for you?"

N was completely stunned, and for the first time, a wavering appeared in her emerald eyes.

Xia Chi continued, "Do you know why you were so surprised and even shocked when you heard the thoughts of these elves?"

He leaned forward slightly, his gaze seemingly trying to penetrate N's emerald green eyes and reach straight to her soul.

"Because Quixote imprisoned you in a carefully woven information cocoon from a young age. All you ever came into contact with were special elves who had been hurt and abandoned by humans and whose hearts were filled with pain and resentment. You were immersed in a deliberately selected darkness all day long, and all you saw and heard was trauma and despair."

"Isn't it ridiculous for someone living in darkness to want to talk about light?"

N's pupils contracted slightly, and he blurted out instinctively, "How do you know about my childhood?"

This was almost the most untouchable secret in his heart.

Xia Chi chuckled softly, not answering directly, "Are you the only one allowed to have the special ability to hear the thoughts of elves?"

N fell completely silent, her lips pressed tightly together.

All the previous composure and confidence crumbled at this moment, leaving only a sense of helplessness from being completely seen through.

Xia Chi gave him a deep look, knowing that the seed planted today had already been sown.

He said no more and turned away swiftly.

"If you truly believe that the path before you is the life you have chosen, and the ideal you are willing to fight for your entire life."

His voice faded into the distance with his footsteps, yet every word clearly reached N's ears.

"Then don't stay stuck in your own daydreams. Go and verify whether the path beneath your feet is really as solid and reliable as you believe."

"That's all."

Xia Chi's figure gradually blended into the night of Fanba City.

(End of this chapter)