Pokémon, but cultural invasion

Chapter 149 I Forgive You

"boom!"

A muffled, loud bang suddenly exploded, and the space in the four corners of the room shook violently as if hit by a heavy object, with fine ripples spreading through the air.

"what's the situation?"

Quanshu was surprised. Could it be that some fool was trying to assassinate him?

To run into this critical moment, is it because they think they have too much time on their hands and want to eat Mewtwo?

"Don't panic, the human woman you live with is attacking the barrier I built."

Mewtwo remained calm and said, "She can't break through my barrier."

Nancy?

It seems she was aware of Mewtwo's arrival.

It's normal that the barrier couldn't be broken, after all, even a Super Rookie couldn't break it with one punch, but the second punch was neutralized by Mewtwo's psychic power.

Izumi hesitated for a few seconds, then looked at Mewtwo and said, "The humans outside the door may have had some unpleasantness with you before, but that should just be a misunderstanding."

"Can you give her back her superpowers?"

"Oh?"

Mewtwo lowered its head slightly, its fierce, purplish-black pupils staring at him through its prismatic eye sockets.

"You mean, I should return my superpowers to a human who's using them to attack my barrier?"

"Was she stripped of her superpowers because she attacked me?"

As Mewtwo stared, a sense of oppression, as if freezing space and time, pressed down on Izumi from all directions.

Izumi's heart pounded; he knew this was a characteristic of Mewtwo.

Suddenly, the surrounding pressure eased.

"If this is your wish, I can grant it and break the 'seal' on her."

Mewtwo looked away; the opposite-sex human roommates seemed to have an unusual relationship.

Rather, He would prefer that the spring tree use its wishes in this simple, insignificant matter.

"This... never mind, let me think it over."

Izumi's rationality told him that he shouldn't waste this precious opportunity; it would be a waste if Sabrina, who had regained her superpowers, went and got herself killed.

"it's a pity."

Mewtwo wagged its tail. Humans really are timid and hesitant creatures.

He said, “If you wish to have your wish granted, play this flute, and I will descend.”

A dark purple, ordinary-looking flute was enveloped in a ball of light and landed in the palm of the spring tree.

Izumi blinked as she stared at the flute. "Is it true that Pokémon all like this tune?"

The Infinity Flute, which can summon Latios and Latias, has a similar design.

"I hope that when we meet next time, you will have already decided on your wish, human."

Mewtwo turns around.

"..."

Several seconds later, they still hadn't left.

Seeing that He hadn't moved for a while, Quanshu asked, "Um... is there anything else?"

"This morning, I handled more than fifty disputes that lower-level spirits could not adjudicate. This has been the case every day this month."

"...That must be very tiring."

Izumi didn't understand why Mewtwo suddenly brought this up.

The space around him trembled, and his figure suddenly vanished.

A kilometer away in the night sky, Chao Meng flew towards the celestial realm shrouded in bright moonlight and sparse stars.

These days, all sorts of trivial matters, big and small, in Elf City have been making Him irritable.

It is said that humans have a habit of confiding in friends, which can alleviate their worries.

He tried it, and although the object was just an ant, the irritation in his chest did lessen.

The next second, Mewtwo appeared 10,000 meters away.

With a series of leaps, He flashed toward the new island at incredible speed.

......

"boom!"

The door opens.

The barrier covering the four corners of the room disappeared, and Naza rushed in, but found no trace of the mysterious elf.

All I could see was Quanshu leaning against the open window, gazing at the night.

She quickly walked to Quanshu and made sure he was not injured.

"what happened?"

"If you open the window now, you'll be bitten awake by mosquitoes tonight."

The sincerity in Naz's words was genuine, because she had been bitten awake.

Izumi chuckled, realizing she had accumulated a lot of life experience, and said, "It's okay, Mosquito Eevee will eat it."

“A purple and white elf just approached me, and I think it is the mysterious elf you mentioned.”

Naza frowned and asked, "What does that elf want with you?"

"He wants me to do something for Him, I guess it's about the movie."

"Then you agreed?"

"Hmm, even if I disagree, it won't work in front of Him."

Quanshu closed the window.

Mewtwo's visit made him realize that even those powerful legendary Pokémon have their own troubles.

Mewtwo, in particular, was destined to suffer from the moment of its birth and the moment its profound thoughts emerged.

From this, it is not difficult to understand why He was so violent.

"If that mysterious spirit tries to force you again next time, I won't be able to stop it."

Nazi's voice was muffled, tinged with self-reproach.

“I just tried to attack the barrier He created, but I couldn’t break it, so I probably really can’t beat Him.”

"Then let's not fight."

Quanshu sighed, "No one is asking you to defeat Him. Legend has it that elves are not something humans can contend with."

"He built a city on the new island, modeled after the fairy city in the movie. If you have the chance, I'll take you to see it."

Naza shook her head, a look of disappointment and confusion flashing in her dark red eyes, and said softly, "It's not a question of whether we can win or not, the reason is not there."

"The point is that you're being forced to do something you don't like, and that must feel really bad."

Quanshu was stunned, and he met Nazi's clear eyes.

Unlike Natsume, he was not without a clear conscience; his concealment and deception of her forced Izumi to look away.

"It's not that I don't like it, but He gave me time to think, and it didn't come to the point of forcing me."

"I'll assume you're my friend for now, so I feel it's necessary to protect you."

Naza changed the subject, asking suspiciously, "But Izumi, it seems... you're hiding something from me?"

“I have searched for His traces in legends around the world, but to no avail.”

"How do you know it's a legendary Pokémon?"

Izumi realized he had let something slip. Once the oppressive feeling of being with Mewtwo disappeared, he relaxed and freely uttered secrets.

Was it a slip of the tongue?

Or is it because of His immense power that He makes wild guesses?

None of these are convincing reasons.

Just as he was struggling with this, Naz sighed softly, "There's no need to say anything. Even friends have their own secrets."

"Now that things have come to this, I don't care so much about losing the battle anymore."

"...I'm glad you understand."

Quanshu thought that now was not the time to be honest, so he said, "One thing is certain: He has no ill intentions towards us right now."

"I know, you liar."

Naza raised her finger and poked Izumi's cheek with displeasure, as if in retaliation.

"Treat me to baked rice tomorrow."

“Eat as much as you want.”

Quanshu smiled, as if he wasn't the one who invited him every day.

After venting her anger, Naz shook hands and left behind her.

Quanshu rubbed his still throbbing head, the images of the glamorous city lingering in his mind.

Mewtwo really created something amazing.

Chapter 150 The World's Film Standards Have Declined by a Hundredfold

Ratatouille has been out of the market for some time now, receiving rave reviews, a timeless classic, and a must-see...

Amidst such praise, renowned film critics expressed their shame, self-reflection, and analysis.

It is hailed as another shining pearl bestowed upon the history of world cinema by Tingxiang, a delicacy that film enthusiasts should not miss.

Despite the overwhelming praise and the tireless flattery from those around him, the top student couldn't muster even a whim to watch the film.

It wasn't that she wasn't interested in movies, but rather that her dreams had just suffered a devastating collapse on Quartz Plateau not long ago.

The final leg of the torch relay runners fell in the top 256.

Despair, confusion, and nightmarish memories haunted her.

The pride of the top students at the Pokémon Research Academy was ruthlessly shattered by reality, leaving these honorable students battered and bruised.

Losing at the Indigo League means she doesn't have the talent to become a powerful trainer.

The trainer industry has always been an extreme pyramid structure, with winners at the top and those at the bottom struggling.

She, one of the top 256 contestants, had two choices: one was to travel to other regions to continue her journey and hone her skills in the competition.

The road ahead is rugged and difficult. Gym leaders will no longer be as lenient with challengers as they were when they were rookie trainers, and it will be difficult for anyone to stand on the tournament stage again.

The second option is to give it up and switch to another profession.

The latter is the choice of the vast majority of research institute graduates, after all, their studies are comprehensive, and becoming a breeder, coordinator, or even a Pokémon doctor are all career paths.

Except for those who dream of becoming a trainer.

At the graduation ceremony a few days ago, the top student met several classmates who had decided to retake the exam, and she admired their perseverance and courage.

"If you're still feeling lost, go watch Ratatouille. It's not too late to decide whether to pursue your dreams after watching it."

These are the exact words of several students, who seem to have been inspired by the movie to travel to Hoenn, Kalos, Sinnoh, and other regions.