Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

Just as the claws were about to touch—

The light suddenly began to flash intensely.

Pikachu was startled and instinctively wanted to take a step back.

However, it was too late.

The light of evolution went out in an instant, as if someone had flipped a switch.

Without any transition or buffer, it simply vanished cleanly.

The woodland was once again bathed in the dim, flickering light of the campfire, as if the blinding white light from before had never existed.

Bulbasaur stood still, panting heavily.

Its body was trembling slightly, as if the change just now had exhausted all its strength.

The air was silent for a full three seconds.

"Oh~"

Xiaoxia stretched out her finger and casually pointed at Pikachu, which was still in a striking pose in front of Bulbasaur.

You've gotten yourself into big trouble—

Pikachu: "!"

broken!

How did I, a little mouse, interrupt the evolution of the Seed Captain?!

Its mind went blank, its limbs froze on the spot, and the scene from just now was replaying wildly in its head.

It just stretched out a claw, that's all!

In the TV series it watches, aren't all the evolutions invincible?

In those TV dramas, when Pokémon evolve, they are radiant and majestic, and the surrounding lightning and thunder cannot harm them in the slightest. How come when I do it, I can't even get my evolution interrupted by a single claw?

TV dramas have ruined me!

TV dramas have ruined my life!

I glanced at the panting Bulbasaur.

Pikachu's CPU is running at high speed in a hurry.

In a flash of inspiration, it remembered that Ash seemed to have told a story about apologizing.

When the monstrous strength had a falling out with Alakazam because of his words, what did he carry when he went to apologize after reflecting on his actions?

correct!

It's a nut dumbbell!

Pikachu's eyes lit up. It looked around, but where would it find nut dumbbells in this desolate wilderness?

Its gaze swept across the campsite, over the campfire, and over the pile of firewood that hadn't yet been lit—

Got it!

Pikachu dashed over, grabbed a few rough pieces of firewood from the pile, and pulled a few sturdy vines. With its little paws flying up and down, it quickly tied two pieces of firewood into the shape of a cross.

The entire process takes no more than ten seconds.

After being tied up, Pikachu hoisted the "cross" onto its back, looking as solemn as if it were going to its execution.

It walked heavily to Bulbasaur, took a deep breath, clasped its little fists together, and bent its right knee—

"Pickup!"

He knelt on one knee, decisively and cleanly.

This is the mouse's fault!

Captain, hit me!

I absolutely will not fight back!

After saying that, Pikachu put the "torture device" on its back on the ground, lowered its head, and assumed a posture of being at the mercy of others.

"seed?"

Bulbasaur was completely dumbfounded.

It tilted its head, looking at the dramatic electric mouse in front of it, its face full of question marks.

Although it likes to whip people with its rattan whip for fun, there are reasons for it.

But what kind of show is this now?

Why can't it understand anything?

Looking at the scene before him, Xiao Zhi frowned and searched the database for half a second before suddenly slapping his thigh.

"Oh!"

"Pikachu is imitating the story of Machamp carrying thorns to apologize!"

"Pickup!"

Pikachu nodded.

He lowered his head even further.

Not only was Bulbasaur stunned, but Misty and Brock were also dumbfounded.

"...What is all this nonsense?"

Xiaoxia blinked her eyes.

Xiao Gang put down his rice spoon, wiped his hands on his apron, and his expression was much calmer than Xiao Xia's.

"Is this another one of those 'Little Wonderful Stories' from Pallet Town?"

Xiao Zhi nodded and gave a thumbs up.

"Teacher Gang, you really know your stuff!"

"This story is about two ace Pokémon under the command of a powerful trainer: Machamp and Alakazam."

"As you know, one of these two Pokémon is a pure melee type with four arms, making it unstoppable in close combat."

"One is a master of superpowers, who can manipulate his enemies with just two spoons."

"One is good at internal combat, and the other is good at external combat; both are quite powerful Pokémon."

"That trainer often had them fight together, one holding the line in front and the other dealing damage from behind, they were very coordinated."

"Life was going well until one day, the trainer took them to a Pokémon exchange event."

"During the meeting, some people were chatting, and the conversation drifted to the trainer's two Pokémon. Someone said, 'Alakazam is much stronger than Machamp. It's a Psychic-type, after all. It can lift people up with a flick of its finger. No matter how powerful Machamp is, it's useless if it can't hit its opponent.'"

“That makes sense.” Brock nodded. “Besides, Alakazam, being a Psychic-type, is naturally effective against Fighting-type Machamp.”

"What about Naz's matter?"

Xiaoxia retorted, raising an eyebrow and pointing a finger at Xiaozhi.

After all, Ash, a Fighting-type, completely outclassed Sabrina, a Psychic-type.

Xiao Gang: "......."

"Humans and Pokémon cannot be equated." After hesitating for a long time, he finally managed to utter this sentence.

"Anyway," Ash waved his hand, bringing the topic back, "somehow these words reached Machamp's ears."

"Mighty was immediately unhappy and wanted to challenge Alakazam to a duel."

"After all, it knows Dark-type moves. With four arms, it has Abyss Thrust, Slam, Teeth Out, and Malicious Pursuit. It can slap, remove items, counterattack, and chase down enemies—it has it all!"

Charizard listened intently from the side, and upon hearing this combination of skills, it couldn't help but nod in agreement.

That's true.

"So they just had a fight?"

Xiaoxia pressed for an answer, leaning forward slightly.

"of course not."

Xiao Zhi continued.

"Alakazam always made excuses, saying that he couldn't beat Mighty, and that Mighty was the strongest."

"Machamp was extremely pleased with himself after hearing this, and he told every Pokémon he met, 'Look, even Alakazam admits that it can't beat me. Those who say that I can't beat Alakazam are just talking nonsense.'"

"and after?"

Xiao Gang pressed for an answer.

"Later, that trainer encountered a tough battle."

"The opponent was a well-trained Gengar, incredibly fast, and specifically designed to counter Machamp. The Gengar floated around so fast that no matter how much Machamp waved its four arms, it couldn't even touch its shadow."

"Gengar also bombarded Machamp with Shadow Ball and Psychic from time to time, leaving Machamp with no chance to fight back, and it collapsed on the spot."

"Everyone thought we were going to lose that battle."

"But at that moment, Hudi stepped forward."

"Its eyes lit up with blue light, and it crossed the spoons in front of its chest, unleashing its full telekinetic power."

"The Gengar was firmly locked in place by Alakazam's Psychic, unable to move at all. Alakazam used Protect to withstand Gengar's Dark-type attacks while simultaneously using Future Sight to prepare a deadly move in advance. Finally, with a Psychic Blast, it broke through Gengar's defenses and won the match!"

"After that battle, Machamp finally understood one thing—Alakazam wasn't really that weak."

"With Alakazam's strength, defeating the Mighty One would be a piece of cake."

"The reason it always admits defeat and says that Mighty is the best is because it doesn't want to hurt Mighty's pride and doesn't want their relationship to become awkward because of this pointless comparison."

"After learning the truth, Guai Li was filled with shame."

"So Machamp took advantage of the trainer's inattention, secretly ran away, and brought back a bundle of thorns?"

Xiaoxia deduced this from the meaning of the phrase "bearing thorns to plead guilty".

Xiao Zhi shook his head.