Ditto doesn't move

Dude, this sounds like a loudspeaker blasting music right next to your ear, how can you still sleep?

Am I just ignorant?

Is this kind of thing common in the Alola region?

In the next room, Grandpa Xiang, who was watching the evening news, calmly turned the TV volume up to the maximum and muttered a word of satisfaction.

"That's great! Since the battlefield was repaired, the children aren't as sickly as they used to be."

"There's no need to worry about the field being damaged; Mr. Xia Ming's Riolu is just too strong."

Riolu: 6!

Elderly person: Shout all you want, if you think it's too noisy, I'll admit defeat.

Xiao Xiang: Awesome! It's so lively every day! It used to be so quiet and deserted!

What should we do?!

I really want to go and see what happened!

Torn between his master's mission and his own inner desires, the Flower Rock Monster made a decision in almost an instant.

If a Ghost-type Pokémon doesn't have fun, is it still a Ghost-type Pokémon?

Hehe, I'm going to have some fun!!!

…………

The frenzied Dream Beast team fell silent.

There is only one reason.

The emperor then extended its hand.

stop.

Silence. Silence. Silence. Silence.

Slurp. Slurp. Slurp. Slurp.

With a thought and a gesture, Xia Ming, the Martial God, froze all his followers in front of him.

In order to hear the Emperor's voice more clearly, the Dream Beast Team even slowed down their breathing.

"Change (Have you felt it?)"

"Change (Do you feel your own power growing stronger every day?)"

Yes, there is!

The Emperor taught us the power of life! The Emperor is invincible!

Despite having a large number of Pokémon, each using different voices and ways of speaking, they all expressed the same meaning in unison.

"Change! (Damn it! Then why did you all put on that fussy, pointless sad face when you said goodbye to the caterpillars!)"

"Change! (Didn't I already tell you? Even if you leave my embrace as emperors, even if you leave my sacred battleground, no matter how far you go, my Dream Beast Team will protect you all!)"

"Change! (So if any of our partners are taken back by their trainers, we'll fucking go back and crush those clueless bastards! Let them know that even if they were trash, they've already transformed into powerful beings under the shared dream of Team Dreammon! World-shaking powerhouses!)"

"Change! (Because our Dream Beast Team has never left. Even if you go back, you will represent my Emperor and our Dream Beast Team to embark on the Great Expedition of Blue Dreams!)"

"Change! (Remember! Tonight is the last competition for our Dream Beast Team in the short term. After this battle, my proud Heavenly Kings will lead the Ten Heroes to crush those overlords! Insult!)"

Emperor!

The vast majority of Pokémon that failed to make it into the top ten, or those that once held a place in the top ten, lowered their heads and let out a roar full of respect and fighting spirit!

During this long yet short period, in a fulfilling life of wholeheartedly immersing themselves in endless battles, growing stronger, reflecting, and resting, and under the careful guidance and instruction of the emperors and kings, the mindset of the strong has been quietly shaped in their hearts.

For a strong person, to take for granted the protection of others is the greatest humiliation!

Following these words, tonight's competition for the Top Ten might become the most intense night in history, and even the Heavenly Kings will not be spared!

Despite being fundamentally different from the members of Team Dreammon, Riolu tried her best to remain calm, even though she was infected by the frenzied atmosphere of the battle and itched to have a hand-to-hand fight with the Pokémon around her.

But her attention remained focused on Meloeta, the new leader of the Ten Elites.

The latter's slender and delicate body trembled involuntarily, and a blush appeared on her fair face as if she were unable to control her emotions, as if she had already changed her personality when the emperor announced that this place would be transformed into a dueling ground.

If Xia Ming, the Martial God, were to assess Meloetta's current state, he would describe it as follows:

That appearance was like a transformation from a naive young lady with a happy and fulfilling life to a super-powerful woman whose desires overflowed to the point of forming a dark cloud.

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"Melo~ (No, even if you're looking at me like that, you're still not qualified to challenge me.)"

Meloetta winked playfully at Riolu and then moved her body lightly, as if performing a show.

That charm was so captivating that even the most enthusiastic Pokémon around them couldn't help but turn their heads.

However, this place still belongs to the strong.

Those who are nagging and indecisive will inevitably be ridiculed and insulted.

Fight, fight fiercely.

Close-quarters combat, brutal punches, explosive moves, understanding your opponent's thoughts, sensing their aura, and predicting their ideas.

To crack and then counterattack everything your opponent has to do.

Then, knock him to the ground until he can't get up again!

This is true friendship! Deep friendship! Spiritual friendship!

The so-called battle is such a pure thing that it cannot tolerate anything impure!

(This is a book review from someone with superhuman purity, unfortunately not mine.)

"Melo! (This is love! This is the feeling of being noticed and receiving attention that I've been searching for!)"

With the blush on her face barely fading, Meloeta sang loudly as if she were standing at the center of the world stage, her voice captivating like a melodious tune.

Accompanying her beautiful singing voice are the notes that seem to be tangible sound waves, which swirl and knock down any challengers who try to take her place as the top ten!

Isn't this... a bit too extreme?

The Flower Rock Monster, who was hiding in the shadows and spying on the huge mess, suddenly had this thought pop into his mind.

P.S.: The way Meloye Tower bounces up is so funny, the only thing that comes to mind is Chaotian-chan.

The adorable little internet angel is here!

P.S.: Four chapters, about 8 words each, that's about it. Everyone knows how insane my update schedule has been lately.

Dude, do you really think I don't have to work during the busy end of the year?

I didn't do anything at my workstation today; I spent all my time typing.

Let's get some food so that Daddy IV can slip away and abandon his dream. If it works out, we'll write another chapter; if not, we'll take a break.

Book 1 Happy Little Ditto: Chapter 69 The Flower Rock Monster is already a middle-aged man (sadly)

Pokémon will spontaneously engage in battles.

This is common sense even for humans.

For Ghost-type Pokémon like Venusaur, whose lifespan is unknown, it would seem particularly strange to specifically bring it up for discussion.

While following a powerful trainer may prevent you from having fun as often as you want, the advantage is that you'll have far more experience than the average Pokémon.

Aside from the legendary Pokémon with its mysterious whereabouts, what else hasn't it seen?

I have never seen this scene before!

Using tentacles formed from his telekinesis, the Flower Rock Monster scratched its plate-like face and fell into deep thought.

Is Alola such a warlike region?

Even the most common and intense leader battles among wild Pokémon wouldn't go to this extent, would they?

Although he mainly studies various variations of moves with auxiliary functions, he is still an absolute mainstay of the champion.

It's fair to say that the strength of most of the Pokémon present was only "okay" in the eyes of the Rockruff.

As we all know, "anything" is "I'm not interested," and "okay" is slightly better than "average," but not quite "excellent."

This is a relatively tactful way of putting it and saving face for others.

In the eyes of the Spirit Rockruff, these Pokémon have only average vitality, and their mastery and execution of moves are also very low...

However, the impact of each battle on the Rockruff is no less than that of any intense gym battle!

For example, one of the fights was between the Hawkman and the Bad Frog.

The two sides were originally at a significant disadvantage in strength, and the fully-formed Wrestling Hawkman easily knocked the Bad Frog to the ground.

In a typical battle, this would be the end.

But instead of leaving the arena, the Hawkman let out a threatening roar as if he had been provoked:

Stand up! I'm fucking ordering you to stand up!

Is this all your skill has to offer? Haven't you already reached the very edge of that technology?

Why not use that technology?!

Are you looking down on me?!

asshole?!

Enraged, the Wrestling Hawkman charged at the Bad Frog and stabbed himself hard in the chest with his winged forelimbs:

Come on! Shoot here!

Use the moves you learned from the Heavenly King to blast me hard!

The response to it was a powerful rockfall.

Outstanding effect!

The wrestling eagle-man, caught off guard, was not angry but delighted, and roared as he flew backward.

"One more shot!"

"Okay, one more shot!"

The wicked frog stood up from the ground, spat, and said viciously.

The two turned around and collided again.

……

How should we explain these battles?

It seems a bit too fanatical.

It's just like some Pokémon I've seen before that have been brainwashed by humans using special equipment.

However, there is a difference: if someone is brainwashed by a device, they often completely lose their rationality and act like a madman, causing destruction indiscriminately.

Despite their fervent enthusiasm, these Pokémon become remarkably calm once they enter the battle arena.

Even if they are not as strong as their opponents, they will do their best to show off their skills, physical strength, and intelligence.

It's as if if you can't show everything, you'll regret it and shed tears;

It was as if not being able to fully display everything would be an insult to oneself and one's opponent;

It's as if there's something more ethereal than victory, something worth pursuing.

Recalling the battles he had witnessed before, the different consciousnesses represented by the different souls argued endlessly in the Flower Rock Monster's mind, like a marketplace.

Where is the difference?

A spirit suddenly offered a new perspective.

Apart from that little girl, there don't seem to be any other humans here.

That's right!

This is it!

As if suddenly realizing something, the Flower Rock Monster understood its own feelings at that moment.