Pokémon: The Sims

Meanwhile, Officer Jenny is probably still chasing another group of people, and by the time they arrive, it will be too late.

"Let's split up. You go with the Flower Rock Monster."

Cynthia handed a Poké Ball to Wu Ge.

"No, I can do it myself."

Wu Ge shook his head.

The Flower Rock Monster Baby is quite powerful, mainly because it can pass through walls.

Combined with Wu Ge's wave-guiding power, he is quite adept at catching people.

"No, I'll worry."

Cynthia turned her head.

His dark gray eyes stared intently at Wu Ge.

"Okay, okay~ our faces are too close."

Wu Ge pursed her lips and reached out to push away the little golden retriever's beautiful cheek.

He couldn't stand Cynthia staring at him like that.

"Hehe, Lucario is shy."

"No."

Chapter 528 I No Longer Have Pokémon

The foothills of Tianguan Mountain.

Located in the center of the Sinnoh region, it includes Mt. Coronet and is contained within the Coronet Mountain Range.

In the era of washing greenery.

The area surrounding Tianguan Mountain is all located at the foot of Tianguan Mountain. Even Shenhe Town at this moment is located in an area on the outer edge of the foot of Tianguan Mountain.

But now.

The area at the foot of Tianguan Mountain has shrunk considerably.

One area, filled with tombstones accumulated over thousands of years, is a breeding ground for Ghost-type Pokémon.

At night.

This place will spawn a large number of Mismagius and Gastly, and you might even encounter Mismagius Nightmare and Gengar.

Whether that was good luck or bad luck is hard to say.

It was already close to dusk.

As darkness falls, many Ghost-type Pokémon will appear here, and this place will scare people to death.

"I can't take it anymore, whew. I'm exhausted."

Barlow slumped down beside a tombstone, glancing at his watch.

No message came.

This means that his companion, who was watching everything from the mountainside, did not see anyone chasing him.

"Whizzing."

A gentleman moth flew to his side, grabbed his arm, and flapped its wings vigorously.

"Let me rest for a bit. It should be fine. Nobody comes to this godforsaken place anyway."

Barlow weakly reached out and pushed the gentleman moth away.

Today's operation went terribly wrong.

The main reason is that I didn't expect a Doctor from the Alliance with half-white hair to be so strong.

According to their original plan, they should have been able to successfully steal the white jade pearl and then scatter and escape into Tianguan Mountain when it got completely dark.

The escape rate will be much higher then; at most, only a few unlucky souls will be captured.

It's better now.

The plan fell through ahead of schedule.

Their group of dozens couldn't even hold out for half an hour; they were all beaten and fled in disarray.

It's still light out.

I wonder how many people have been arrested.

If I want to take any action after today, I'll probably have to do it secretly.

"Whoosh."

"You should take a rest too. You've just been through a battle and flown for so long, aren't you tired?"

Barlow smiled, reached out and embraced the gentleman moth, then looked up at the sky with a sigh.

"By the way, you saw that in the sky before, right? That thing in the sky, Sinnoh Champion Cynthia."

"Whoosh?"

"Sigh, they're about the same age, how come she's so amazing and became the top student in the Sinnoh League? It's unbelievable."

Barlow shook his head helplessly, his eyes filled with envy.

"Her life must be wonderful and happy."

Thinking about what he had seen about Cynthia in the past, Balor couldn't help but look bitter.

Exceptionally gifted.

He has an extraordinary background.

Even their Pokémon are different from others'.

For an ordinary person like Barlow who doesn't even have a family, Cynthia's feelings are something he will probably never understand in his lifetime.

He and the Gentleman Moth had to fight tooth and nail just to survive.

Didi didi.

The watch suddenly sent a message.

"Ok?"

Barlow frowned, a sense of foreboding washing over him.

Raise your hand and take a look.

His expression changed drastically, but he quickly calmed down.

The setting sun, like blood, stretched the cold outline of the tombstones into elongated shadows, as if the slumbering souls there were warning of impending doom.

"Whoosh?"

The gentleman moth tilted its head in confusion and looked at Barlow.

Do you remember the first time we met?

Barlow stood up and gave the Gentleman Moth a silly grin.

"Whoosh~"

The gentleman moth narrowed his eyes and covered his mouth to chuckle.

That happened fourteen years ago.

Back then, he was just an ordinary blade of grass.

One day, while sleeping, he suddenly fell from a tree branch and landed right on Barlow, who had just left on a trip.

The collision of their heads knocked them both unconscious.

When I woke up.

Barlow discovered that a small green creature had appeared in the Poké Ball he had just saved up to buy.

At that time, Barlow thought that Kelpie was a Grass-type Pokémon.

Who can imagine.

It turned out to be the Bug-type, which I had the least faith in.

but

That's all in the past.

After acquiring Knott, Barlow's favorite type is Bug.

"They all say you have mediocre talent and suggest I get a different Pokémon in the organization."

"whoosh"

The gentleman moth lowered its head in disappointment.

He felt the same way.

I feel like I'm really stupid.

"Hehe, only I know how hard you work. You are anything but ordinary. It's just that I am too ordinary."

Barlow reached out and gently stroked the head of the Gentleman Moth, then sighed.

"Whoosh."

The gentleman moth shook his head, agreeing with Barlow's assessment.

"It's time for you to go."

"Whoosh?"

"That guy is coming after me. I can't escape. You can fly, or maybe you can walk."

Barlow grinned.

"Whoosh!"

The gentleman moth shook its head vigorously, clenched its hands, and assumed a fighting stance.

"Hahaha, how could we possibly be a match for the champion? Alright, let's not waste any more time, let's go."

"Whoosh!"

"."

Barlow gritted his teeth and pulled out the only Poké Ball from his waist.

The gentleman moth looked at his actions with suspicion.

I don't know what Barlow is up to.

Should we put him into a Poké Ball?

But he was able to run away on his own.

Snapped.

Gentleman Moth watched as his Poké Ball fell to the ground.

His heart skipped a beat.

Eyelids drooping.

Barlow raised one foot and stomped hard on the Poké Ball on the ground.

Click!

The Poké Balls were incredibly fragile in the face of Balo's will, easily crushed into countless fragments.

"Whoosh?"

The gentleman moth stared blankly at Barlow, his eyes filled with sorrow and sadness.

He lost his Poké Ball.

It's already a wild Pokémon.