Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

He focused his mind and drew a card.

—It's still a tower.

Whispers began to rise from the surrounding area.

A few of the bolder ones also came over.

"Let me try it too!" "Take a look at it!"

The diviner was in a difficult position and proceeded to draw lots for several people in turn.

Cold sweat gradually seeped from his forehead.

Once, twice, three times... all of them were "Tower" tiles.

It quietly appeared before everyone.

"What... what is this?"

The diviner was bewildered.

"Am I 100%... able to predict a major disaster for someone?"

A trainer who knew him well patted him on the shoulder, trying to make the best of a bad situation.

"Hey bro, don't think like that. Look on the bright side. Isn't this a kind of extremely stable superpower?"

"Absolutely! Absolutely!"

"One hundred percent accuracy! You've mastered the art of tarot cards... no, you've reached the pinnacle of superpowers!"

"With just this one amazing skill of 'predicting great misfortune with unerring certainty,'" someone added half-jokingly, "you're set for life, you charlatan!"

Everyone teased and joked about it.

After all, if someone is told a very bad omen, they might be skeptical.

But you have to calculate it for him seven or eight times in a row.

Every time it's a terrible omen, anyone would feel uneasy and even start to doubt the meaning of life.

Nazi's father, however, showed no inclination to laugh.

He frowned as he looked toward the main hall, where the tremors and roars seemed to have intensified.

"Naza, that child, really doesn't know what's important..."

Just then, a strong sense of crisis, so intense it made his heart pound, suddenly poured down on him like ice water!

Nazi's elderly father's eyes turned serious.

He's not one of those half-baked superpowered individuals.

This is... one's own superpowers issuing an instinctive warning of a potentially huge danger!

The last time was when I secretly went to Ziyuan Town to erase the story of how I stole the sacrificial offerings because I was starving and had been carved on the Pillar of Shame.

Something bad is about to happen!

"Quick! Get out of the building! Get to the open space outside! Quick—!"

As if to confirm his ominous prophecy.

Boom—!

Not only did the dojo shake, but the roof also seemed to have lost its support and began to tilt.

Nazi's father's sense of crisis not only did not diminish, but instead grew stronger, like a bowstring being constantly pulled taut!

When disaster strikes, no one can escape it!

"Run! Everyone, run!"

Nazi's father's voice suddenly rose, filled with unprecedented urgency.

Rumble, rumble, rumble—!!!

A louder and longer-lasting roar than any before came from the direction of the main hall.

The entire dojo building emitted a sickening groan, like that of a dying beast!

The ground shook violently.

Huge cracks appeared in the walls, and murals and decorations peeled off and shattered!

The dome began to tilt visibly, and the supporting structure made cracking sounds as it could not bear the weight!

"The dojo is going to collapse!"

"Run!"

"Get out!"

Terrified screams and shouts instantly replaced all other discussions.

The superpowered individuals disregarded their image and etiquette, scrambling and tumbling as they raced toward the exit from their memories.

Or they could simply use the nearest window to flee in a panic.

Under Sabrina's daily training in superpowers, her elderly father took the lead.

He led a few terrified young apprentices towards the gate.

Just as the last few people tumbled and scrambled, almost falling out of the door, and collapsed onto the damp lawn in the courtyard—

Behind.

That magnificent building that has stood for many years, symbolizing the superpower authority and tranquil practice of Golden City.

In a deafening roar that seemed to shatter the heavens and earth, it felt as if I had been struck by a heavy punch.

The entire structure let out its final groan, and then collapsed inward toward the central main hall!

A huge cloud of smoke rose up and instantly engulfed everything.

Stones and broken wood rained down, hitting people on the back and eliciting gasps and coughs from those who had escaped.

The earth trembled for several seconds before reluctantly and slowly calming down.

Those who survived the ordeal, whether apprentices or seasoned veterans, collapsed to the ground, covered in dust and grime.

Staring blankly at the cloud of dust that blotted out the sky.

Nazi's elderly father stared intently at the dust-filled center of the ruins.

His lips were trembling.

"Ash...you must be alright..."

......

dust.

Under the gentle breeze and the tense, breathless gazes of the crowd, it slowly descended.

The outline of the ruins gradually became clear.

The first thing that catches the eye is a relatively intact area at the edge of the ruins.

Xiaogang and Xiaoxia were protected by Pikachu, shielded by Gyarados's massive body, and protected by Onix's rocky body.

Although both of them were covered in dust and coughing incessantly, they seemed to be fine.

Not far ahead of them.

At the center, where the damage was most severe, a human figure appeared to be standing.

Nazi's father's heart clenched. Ignoring the danger of the rubble and stones, he rushed over quickly, stumbling along the way.

After a few daring superhumans calmed down, they followed cautiously.

They're getting closer.

I see it clearly now.

The one standing there was a boy.

He was shirtless, his muscular upper body covered in dust, with numerous obvious abrasions and bruises.

There appeared to be no fatal wounds, only his chest heaving violently and he was breathing heavily.

It was Xiao Zhi.

Beside him, a starfish was deftly holding up a Pokédex with its tentacles.

Like a professional war correspondent, constantly adjusting the angle.

They snapped photos incessantly, focusing on Xiaozhi's sweat-drenched face and the shocking ruins around him.

The red core was even flashing, showing its dedication.

"Ash—!"

The middle-aged man rushed to him in one stride.

With trembling hands, she held his arm and looked him up and down carefully.

His face was filled with lingering fear and relief.

"Are you alright...? That girl, Sabrina, she never knows her own strength!"

"Don't worry, your uncle will absolutely not let you suffer this injustice. I'll go back... I'll definitely have a good talk with her when I get back!"

The members of the Goldenrod Gym: "..."

Who...who are you talking about?

Naza?

Is it true or not? Then who is the one that Naz finds annoying and throws out?

How credible is your statement?

"I'm fine, uncle."

Ash waved his hand, took the towel from Staryu and wiped his face, then put on the spare jacket that Staryu had somehow found.

His injuries look more serious, but they are actually all superficial.