Pokémon, but cultural invasion.

Quanshu spoke calmly and slowly: "You are a loner and don't get close to any living beings, so naturally you wouldn't have any of the aforementioned emotions."

"Including your persistent struggle with your own existence, which is also related to this aspect."

"Life is inherently meaningless. It is only when our paths overlap with those of others that we gradually discover the meaning and value of our existence."

He and Mewtwo had a conversation that lasted more than ten minutes.

During this time, it was mostly Izumi who answered the questions. Some of the answers made Mewtwo frown and shake its head, some made it thoughtful, and some it dismissed.

"Don't you really want to become a Pokémon right now? Maybe you can make connections with other humans and Pokémon and find the meaning of your existence."

"impossible."

Mewtwo flatly refused, stating that it could never become a human's Pokémon, no matter who it was.

"Do you feel like you're about to lose, so you're making this suggestion?"

During this conversation, He noticed that Izumi asked more questions than usual, and that they were all somewhat leading.

For example, asking Him if He felt lonely during His time away from the research institute and living in human cities.

Mewtwo didn't understand the point of the question and mocked him.

Does winning or losing matter?

Quanshu chuckled and said, "Xiaomeng, don't get too attached to appearances. The important thing is to maintain a calm and peaceful mind."

"Let's call it a day. You go to sleep first. I have something to do at the arcade."

He ordered Soroya to wash himself clean before he returned, and then left the room.

Mewtwo could also hear Rotom muttering outside the door: "Boss, after you finish this job, you'd better send me to the world behind the door, or I won't do Rotom~"

He had heard Rotom's nonsense many times and didn't take it seriously; anyway, Izumi was destined to lose.

The bet ends at the Kanto Conference tomorrow evening; there's not much time to do anything.

However, when the next morning arrived, Mewtwo opened its eyes and, as usual, browsed the news about itself.

"Actually, I've always felt sorry for cloned Pokémon. Mewtwo has been exposed to the elements since it was a baby, so don't tell me it's a threat."

"Sigh, cloned Pokémon. I hope the League of Legends can improve the relevant laws and regulations as soon as possible, so that this tragedy won't happen again."

"Mewtwo just wanted to know what love is, what did it do wrong?"

"Just like the robots in the movie, Mewtwo was cloned, but its love is real."

"Kanto Alliance, you rats, stop harping on a wildfire that didn't cause any casualties."

The discussion forum has seen a complete 180-degree shift in its tone.

Mewtwo was so startled that it almost crushed its phone.

Quanshu, what did he do?!

Chapter 122 Swimming until the sea turned blue

Mewtwo's breathing became heavier.

The wind direction doesn't change for no reason; something must have happened that He doesn't know about.

Following the clues in the comments section, Mewtwo clicked into Izumi's personal account on Pikachu.

Two videos were updated on the account, and He looked at the first one.

"Focus Interview: Revealing the Untold Stories Behind Film Production"

This is an interview video. The reporter is holding a microphone, and Izumi is wearing a hat. The two are sitting face to face in chairs.

He raised two fingers and slammed them down: "I originally wanted to make the whole movie in one continuous shot, wasn't that daring?"

The interview was perfectly normal; in Mewtwo's eyes, it was just the reporter listening to Izumi's ramblings, until a question arose.

"Before the movie was released, many people were not optimistic about the cloning element, thinking it was too sensitive and would not be popular with the public."

The reporter, holding the microphone, asked, "But Director Izumi, why are you so determined to tell a story about clones?"

Quanshu's smile gradually faded, his eyes becoming deep, as if he were lost in some kind of memory.

"There are many reasons for making this film, but the one that motivates me the most is that encounter."

"My encounter with Mewtwo, which was controversial a few days ago regarding cloned Pokémon."

The reporter seemed to have uncovered some incredible scoop, and brought the microphone even closer.

"I still remember it was a torrential rainy night, under the overpass..."

Quanshu said in a low voice, "I met it. It was covered in dust and mud, wandering around human cities, starving because it couldn't find food."

"It looks like a stray Pokémon, but I still can't forget the look in Mewtwo's eyes when we first met."

"So lowly, so sorrowful, yet hiding a lion."

In just a few words, the image of a lonely, ill-suited, and inherently strong-willed clone elf leaps off the page.

Hundreds and thousands of comments, too many to fit on the screen, were filled with sympathy and sighs.

"I was wondering why that cloned Pokémon had been gone from the lab for so long without any news. Turns out it went wandering."

"The cloned Pokémon neither learned the skills to survive in the wild nor adapted to life in human cities, so it was bound to be difficult for them. Fortunately, they met Izumi."

"Hope the coalition will pass laws soon. Cloned elves are still elves, and they shouldn't be left to sleep on the streets."

"What we thought Mewtwo was: a ferocious individual capable of destroying human cities in a short time; the real Mewtwo: hides under overpasses and scavenges for food."

What does it mean to say that I was lucky to have met Izumi-ki?

Mewtwo's breathing quickened and intensified. It was clear from their first meeting that he was too scared to move. He really knows how to talk a lot.

The audience's reactions and discussion in the comments section were so completely reversed that, given His understanding of humanity, this couldn't have been achieved with just a few words in an interview.

Then look down.

"As you know, wild elves don't have an easy time in human cities."

Quanshu sighed: "The thieving foxes who commit crimes in gangs, the pickpocket cats who form cliques, and the organized and disciplined dark crows that lurk in the night sky."

"They've taken over the fries at the dock, the trash cans in the back alley of the kitchen, and the unlocked takeout lockers..."

"As the saying goes, two fists can't beat four hands. It's not easy for the newly cloned elves to get the better of them."

Mewtwo clenched its fists, as if it were being rubbed into the ground by these small fry.

Ironically, the viewers in the live chat believed it and even shared their own experiences of having their food stolen by these Pokémon bandits.

It was so stupid that He wanted to laugh.

The reporter adjusted his glasses and asked with interest, "After Mewtwo met you, did things improve?"

"A cloned elf that has just left the incubation chamber is like a toddler taking its first steps. As for my relationship with Mewtwo, I can only say that I have tried my best to be true to myself."

Quanshu said to the camera, "I believe that many viewers will be interested in our story after this interview airs."

"Actually, I'm someone who loves documenting life. After the interview, I'll consider organizing my daily notes and making a daily vlog for everyone..."

Mewtwo clicked to exit, and the so-called daily record, which was the second video posted by Izumi Tree, was titled "Swimming until the sea turned blue".

The two million views far exceeded the number of the interview clips, and the number is still increasing.

Whether it's out of interest in Izumi Tree's daily life or curiosity about cloned sprites, this video is dominating the trending charts at an incredible speed.

Mewtwo had a bad feeling, and its finger hesitated as it clicked the play button.

"Then what is love?"

The opening ceremony was struck by lightning, and the first sentence from the video froze Mewtwo in place.

At first, He communicated with the spring tree through telepathy, but later, after wandering around many cities, He learned human language, which was simpler and less strenuous than telepathy, so He naturally began to speak.

The result was recorded.

Quanshu's voice rang out: "There are many kinds of love: familial love, romantic love, friendship..."

In the scene, Mewtwo sits on a stool and says decisively, "I didn't have these feelings in the past, and I won't have them in the future."

The viewpoint is slightly high, roughly at the shoulder height of the spring tree.

Mewtwo was taken aback. It had indeed said that, but definitely not below this question.

How could I possibly feel lonely?

It was still his own voice. He remembered that this sentence was in response to Izumi's question—asking him if he felt lonely during his time away from the research institute and living in human cities.

The video then cuts to a scene where Salt Stone Treasure is practicing "sandstorm" in a park, with Him giving instructions.

The next second, Saltstone Treasure disappeared, standing alone at the park entrance, facing the orange-red sunset in the distance, looking very lonely.

What was originally a perfectly normal statement, when quickly compared to two video clips, gave the impression that His original meaning was distorted and that He was being hypocritical.

Mewtwo recalled that it was in the park outside the filming location in Flying Cloud City, when he was waiting for Izumi to finish get off work and had some questions to ask.

Out of boredom, I helped Saltstone quickly master the moves, and Rotom was also there at the time.

The reason Saltstone disappears in the later scenes is that it went to drink water, while Rotom is still there.

Rotom's camera function isn't usually on, is it?

Chao Meng suddenly remembered that Quan Shu had told him about something called a dashcam, which could avoid a lot of trouble.

So he usually uses the Rotom as a dashcam?

"Gratitude? I don't have that kind of feeling."

The words were still the same.

The video clips were still spliced ​​together. He refused the Flying Cloud Ice Cream that Quanshu bought, and the next second, there was a scene of him throwing the Liyong City specialty on the table.

Two things that were originally unrelated were pieced together as if He were returning a gift.

The same technique, similar splicing, continued for the next few dozen seconds, making Mewtwo laugh in exasperation.

No wonder Quanshu asked Him a bunch of questions yesterday; it turns out he was waiting for this.

This editing technique could easily be called malicious editing.

Chapter 123: A Dimensional Reduction Attack on the Narrative Framework

The same technique, used once, is enough to leave a deep impression on the audience, but Izumi used it more than ten times in a short three-minute video.

Edit together His words and his completely opposite actions.

They don't feel lonely, but they remain in the same place because of the disappearance of the Salt Stone Treasure.

They show no gratitude, yet they return the favor by giving local specialties as ice cream.

While claiming it was to avoid wasting time, they actually transported Izumi from Kanto to Unova...

This repeated and profound impression became the label that the audience attached to Him.

"Sigh, the tsundere attitude has become obsolete."

"While frank and straightforward elves are certainly endearing, the kind of elf who seems to dislike you on the surface but actually cares about you is even better!"

"I have a bold guess: since Mewtwo is a tsundere, can we infer that Mew also has a similar personality?"

"The bond between cloned Pokémon and humans is amazing. Just like Hiroshi in the movie, the bond between Mewtwo and humans is real."

"No wonder Izumi wanted to make a movie about cloning; it turns out everything was traceable."

The short video ends with Izumi walking with Him on the beach in Feiyun City. There is no dialogue; it is Izumi's inner monologue.

Of course, there could not be any dialogue, because Izumi was taking a walk at the time, and He was just following behind.

They left two rows of footprints on the beach.

"Mewtwo told me that it used to think the sun was white and the ocean was yellow, but I never understood why."

"But then I realized that the large incandescent light bulbs in the research institute were the sun, and the artificial ocean was yellow because the seawater was mixed with mud."

"Humans created Him, but did not give Him the correct understanding of this world."

The sound of the tide was gentle, and the sea breeze caressed the hem of the spring tree's clothes. He looked up at the distant horizon.

"Sometimes I wonder if what I teach Mewtwo about this world contains the same fallacies as the research institute regarding the Yellow Sea?"