Pokémon: Who told him to come out of Pallet Town!

Chapter 686 The Galaxy Team's Reversal World Factory

"May I take a look around?"

"certainly."

Accompanied by the person in charge, Natsume approached the "small cubicle" located in the corner of the factory, half-hidden by old machines and building materials.

Upon closer inspection, it was even more rudimentary and dilapidated than I had imagined.

It was truly a small space haphazardly pieced together from scrap wood planks of varying sizes and colors and rusty sheet metal.

It was barely tall enough for a child to stand upright, and only wide enough for a person to fit in; it looked like an abandoned doghouse.

The passage of time has caused the wooden planks to blacken and warp, and the sheet metal to be covered with brown rust marks, emitting a musty smell.

The musty smell of engine oil and old paper.

The person in charge used a key to open an old lock that looked quite old.

The small door creaked, seemingly just for symbolic protection.

The interior space was even smaller and the lighting was dim.

But Natsume's gaze swept over it and he was immediately drawn to the details that were full of childlike innocence and handcrafted traces.

On the inner wooden wall, various gears, circuit diagrams, simple robot sketches, and some crooked but recognizable text labels were drawn with childlike but earnest strokes.

Examples include "energy pathways", "connection axes", and "Rotom cores".

Although the paint has long since faded and the lines are blurred, one can still imagine how a little boy once immersed himself in his mechanical world.

Natsume stared at it for a long time, then shook his head with some regret.

Damn Red Sun, if you're so interested in Rotom, why don't you go and do some research on it!

When he first ventured into the field of Rotom Technology, it was unprecedented; he had no predecessors to refer to.

A makeshift "worktable" was built against the wall using a few bricks and a worn-out metal plate.

Scattered on the table were some rusty screwdrivers, pliers, and tweezers, as well as something that looked like a simple magnifying glass, made from a glass bottle and copper wire.

On one corner of the countertop, there was even a small piece of dishcloth that was soaked in engine oil and had hardened.

On the other side of the wall were several crooked wooden shelves, on which some "treasures" were arranged in categories.

Various types of discarded gears, broken springs, wire ends of different colors, and several miniature motors that had long been scrapped.

There were even a few circuit boards that appeared to have been salvaged from an old radio.

Everything was arranged with unexpected neatness, clearly demonstrating the owner's strong sense of organization and appreciation for the "parts".

"Wow, a book that's out of print."

Natsume seemed to have discovered something, and his eyes lit up.

A small stack of old magazines and books was piled on the floor in the corner, mostly "Introduction to Mechanical Principles" and "Home Appliance Repair Manual".

These kinds of popular science books have yellowed and curled pages, clearly indicating they have been read repeatedly.

Next to it was a pen holder made from a tin can, with several empty pencils and ballpoint pens inserted inside.

The entire space was dilapidated and barren, permeated with an atmosphere of time standing still.

This is a mini laboratory and haven that is entirely your own, where you can explore the mysteries of mechanics undisturbed.

Natsume could even picture a small, radiant sun, carefully disassembling, assembling, and painting here late at night, using a flashlight.

He memorized every detail of the place, including the blurry graffiti on the walls, the angle at which the tools were placed on the workbench, and the way the materials were categorized.

He had a hunch that the structure and layout of this seemingly naive "secret base" might have some kind of hidden correspondence with the stronghold in the reverse world.

On the surface, Natsume simply remarked that "Mr. Akahichi was really skillful when he was a child" and "It's very memorable," before ending his "inspection," giving the processing center a high score, and leaving.

Back at the Pokémon Center, Natsume patiently waited for night to fall.

He contacted the academy and used the Pokémon Teleportation Device to bring Urgot to his side.

As night deepened and all was quiet, Natsume, carrying a mysterious aura, silently slipped into the desolate waste disposal center once again.

Guided by his memories of the day and his telekinetic abilities, he easily evaded all the surveillance and patrol robots and returned to the "little cubicle" in that secluded corner.

"Evil spirit, are you ready?" Natsume whispered.

"Bony!"

Ergui nodded, and the patterns on the mask began to emit a ghostly light, as a power that distorted space began to emanate.

Natsume took a deep breath, pushed open the small door, and stepped into the cramped space filled with childhood memories.

Almost simultaneously, the power of the Evil Barrier was activated.

A buzzing sound—a familiar dizzying sensation of spatial displacement came over me.

The surrounding scenery rippled, distorted, and rearranged like water.

When Natsume regained his footing, he had left that dilapidated cubicle and found himself in a completely different environment.

A cold, grand, and futuristic atmosphere immediately greets you.

He was standing in a wide, bright corridor with walls and floors made of some kind of dark silver metallic material.

The corridor stretched as far as the eye could see, with a high ceiling inlaid with LED strips emitting a soft white light. The air had a clean feel, as if it had been rigorously filtered and carried a faint smell of disinfectant.

The sense of space here is a stark contrast to the cramped, dilapidated cubicle in reality.

Natsume nodded slightly; this was exactly what he had expected.

That's quite a twist.

He concealed his presence completely, moving swiftly through the corridor like a ghost, his telekinesis acting like invisible tentacles, probing the surroundings.

This is clearly a well-equipped and large-scale underground research institute.

In terms of layout and style, it is similar to the energy plant we visited before, full of the simple, efficient and slightly aloof technological aesthetics of the Galaxy team.

Based on his understanding of the reverse world from Kitakami Township, it is impossible for such a man-made concept as a "research institute" to exist in this world, let alone a profession like "researcher".

Everything here is 100% the work of Team Galactic.

They not only found a way to enter the reverse world, but also established a secret base there.

"Since they have research institutes, they must have some understanding of the fundamental physical laws of this world, right?"

Natsume licked his lips, his eyes brimming with barely suppressed excitement.

He's made a killing this time by locating the Galaxy Team's research institute in the Reverse World!

The research work on Xinyi's side is progressing with great difficulty.

The reason is simple: the physical rules of the inverted world are very different from those of the real world, but there are a few similarities.

It's estimated that Giratina copied Arceus's homework, which means there were some mistakes in the real world, so it had to be corrected.

This means that you must first discover the existing patterns yourself before you can then use real-world experiments as a reference to carry out a reverse-world transformation.

Otherwise, it would all be a waste of time.

This is an incredibly massive and time-consuming project.

At that moment, Natsume saw a fruit that he could pick on the spot.

Produce