Pokémon, but cultural invasion.

"Robot Dad...it's raining."

Shin-chan tried to hold up a small umbrella, but no matter what he did, he couldn't raise it above his head.

This scene left all the viewers with a slight sense of suffocation, and a feeling of bitterness and sorrow welled up in their hearts.

Xiaoju'er's brows, which had been furrowed since the two Hiroshis appeared, had never relaxed.

This is so unfair to the robot Hiroshi, who never knew that he was just a copied memory.

In his eyes, he had simply taken a nap at a massage parlor and woke up to find himself a "fake."

No one can accept this situation, right?

Xiao Ju'er thought about what would happen if she were in the same situation... and her furrowed brows deepened.

...

Police arrived at the scene and began dealing with the rampaging construction robot.

With no worries about the future, the two Hiroshis once again found themselves embroiled in a battle over who was real and who was fake.

The two sides argued fiercely, each sticking to their own version of events, and even resorted to childish arm wrestling.

The result, naturally, was that the robot completely outperformed the human.

But the robot Hiroshi watched as the laurel leaf whip helped the fallen man up, and the electric dragon rubbed his wrist with its tail, before falling silent.

"boom!"

A loud bang was followed by an earthquake.

After a series of dense metallic scraping sounds, a giant robot slowly rose from the construction site.

At the same time, the powerful signal waves caused televisions, mobile phones, and computers to start playing the same video.

"The plan has been brought forward, but it doesn't matter."

A middle-aged man in a white coat said to the camera, "Listen carefully, I want to create a world where neither humans nor Pokémon need to work."

"Everything will be done by robots that replicate human consciousness, so that all humans will no longer need to get up early to clock in, attend meetings, or work overtime."

"The first step is to destroy the city."

The giant robot took a step, precisely aiming at the Nohara family's location.

The police were helpless against the giant robot and had no choice but to retreat.

"Your target is me!"

The robot Hiroshi flew out, attracting the opponent's attention, but none of his attacks worked.

Just as it was about to be crushed, Hiroshi drove an excavator from the construction site to brace his foot, buying him some time.

With the next kick, the robot Hiroshi carried the human Hiroshi away.

"All the machinery on this construction site is electronic equipment that can be controlled."

Shin-chan brought out high-energy fuel and poured it in ton after ton. Hiroshi, the robot who was fully revived, laughed and said, "Shin-chan, haven't you always wanted me to do 'that' once?"

"that!"

Shin-chan's eyes sparkled.

"That's right, let's merge!"

The robot Hiroshi raised his hand high, and the surrounding steel, excavators, cement mixers and other construction equipment were pulled and flew toward him.

Hiroshi, holding onto a piece of steel, sat down with Laurel Leaf and Electric Dragon inside the makeshift large robot.

The art style shifts to intense battles.

Before the audience could react, two robots that had risen from the ground were now fighting each other on the big screen.

In the pouring rain.

"Do you think that cobbled-together garbage can compete with me?" The mad scientist pushed the joystick.

"Flying Leaf Blade!"

Shin-chan holds the remote control. He used to be able to control his robot dad, and now he can control this giant robot.

Laurel Leaf roared and punched the giant robot in the face with his left straight punch.

"100,000 Volts!" The electric dragon glowed brightly and quickly finished off the opponent with a right hook.

"That's not a 100,000-volt attack or a leaf-speed blade at all!"

The two giant robots were locked in combat, and each collision tore apart the circuitry, sparking dazzling flames.

The evenly matched battle lasted for a long time, and the two robots eventually turned into wreckage and collapsed on the construction site.

The surrounding area was a vast expanse of broken walls and ruins, resembling the ruins left after a natural disaster.

As dawn broke, the rising sun could be seen in the east.

The scientist has been handcuffed and escorted by police to await further trial.

Morning mist filled the ruins, and Xiaoxin ran anxiously through them, looking around as if searching for something.

"Robot Daddy, where are you?"

At the top of a pile of ruins, Shin-chan saw his figure, but the words he was about to shout remained unspoken.

The robot dad's arm was broken, and there were broken cables all over its body. Half of its face was also damaged, exposing mechanical components and circuits.

Shin-chan frantically climbed onto the ruins.

"Is it broken? Can it be fixed?"

The robot Hiroshi didn't say anything, he just shook his head slightly.

"Hey, are you alright?"

Hiroshi also climbed up and looked at him worriedly along with Kikuhachi and Denryu.

"boom!"

The robot Hiroshi pulled a paint can from the rubble, pushed it between the two, and assumed a fighting stance, his eyes extremely serious.

As the sun slowly rose, the gradually brightening screen illuminated the faces of the audience.

No way... They were just laughing and joking a moment ago, how come they're about to experience life and death?

The screening room was completely silent. The audience watched with heavy hearts, and several sentimental girls had tears welling up in their eyes.

"Shin-chan, step back a little."

Hiroshi understood what the other person meant, took off his shirt, stepped forward, and took his hand: "I understand, let's settle this once and for all."

"Ready, go!"

The robot Hiroshi's only remaining right hand occasionally flashed with arcs of electricity, which were gradually suppressed.

"Don't lose, robot dad!"

Shin-chan's shout made him grit his teeth and turn the tide.

"Don't lose, Dad!"

Hiroshi, on the verge of defeat, twisted his wrist back to the center line with a ferocious expression.

Shin-chan, holding up the remote control, shouted, "Both sides must win!"

"Plop~"

"Bah!"

Laurel Leaf, Electric Dragon, and Slippery Boy were also cheering them on.

Inside the discarded shirt, the phone screen suddenly lit up; it was a message from the person whose contact was labeled "Wife".

I heard there was an explosion in the city and I'm asking if everyone is alright.

The robot Hiroshi's expression suddenly became dazed.

Hiroshi, standing opposite the paint can, shouted and pressed down on his wrist with all his might.

"boom!"

The metal hand slammed into the paint can, and the robot Hiroshi stood there, stunned, seemingly lost in thought.

After losing, he took two steps back and slumped to the ground in despair.

Shin-chan quickly ran up to him.

"Robot Daddy..."

Hiroshi looked up, and a ring of white noise began to appear around the scene in his eyes, indicating that the machine was about to collapse.

Shin-chan stood before me, his face filled with worry and bewilderment.

"How's it going, Shin-chan?"

Hiroshi glanced at the shirtless man standing there: "Your dad's pretty strong, isn't he..."

"Ah."

Shin-chan nodded, holding the remote control: "Robot Dad is really strong too!"

His thick eyebrows were twisted into a pretzel shape.

"Sorry, Shin-chan."

The white specks in Hiroshi's eyes increased: "I don't think I really am your father..."

He looked up at the man: "You have to work hard for me too!"

"Leave it to me, no problem!" the man solemnly promised.

Laurel leaf, electric dragon, and slippery boy's tears dripped down their cheeks.

"Dad." Shin-chan moved even closer.

"I am not your father."

Shin-chan shook his head vigorously and shouted, "Whether it's Dad or Robot Dad, you two are my favorite dads!"

Hiroshi reached out and touched Shin-chan's potato-shaped head with his mechanical hand: "You're a good boy, grow up well."

Shin-chan raised his eyebrows, bit his lip, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Ok!"

He nodded vigorously, raising his hands: "I will grow up well, and I will grow taller and stronger than that giant robot from before!"

The sun rose completely, standing between Shin-chan and him.

The smile froze on the robot Hiroshi's face; he remained motionless.

Shin-chan took two steps back, reached out, and shook hands with the hand that had just been stroking his head.

The sad yet stirring music blaring from the speakers drowned out the suppressed sobs and choked voices in the screening room.

As the movie ended and the credits rolled, not a single audience member left their seat.

There was no applause, no cheers, and no one stood up.

The husband silently wiped away his tears, the wife sobbed softly, and the children shed hot tears.

One by one, the audience members leaned against the armrests, their hands supporting their cheeks, tears streaming down their faces.

Many people didn't understand what had happened, but seeing Shin-chan pretending to be strong, tears immediately streamed down their faces.

They haphazardly wiped themselves with tissues until staff turned on the lights and entered the screening room to remind the audience that it was time to leave. Only then did people start to tidy themselves up and get up to leave.

The screen went dark.

As if waking from a dream, Xiao Ju'er raised her hand and touched the wet streaks of tears on her face.

"I...cried?"

Chapter 120: High Probability Events Occurring in Low Probability Events

"I...cried?"

Xiaoju couldn't believe it, but the blurry vision and the wet touch on her fingertips were real.