Nan Xian didn't pay much attention to Zhulan's actions and first talked about something that both of them were concerned about.

"Due to an accident, I discovered that the Black Stone can make Scyther evolve. After Scyther evolves using the Black Stone, it will become the Axe Mantis that was recorded in the Xicui era."

Chapter 6000 Mythical Item, Red Chain. ( words)

Takeran is a scholar specializing in mythology and history, while Daigo is very interested in the black stone itself.

When Nan Xian said that the black stone could make the Scyther evolve into the Axe Mantis, which was only recorded in the Xicui era, the two of them were stunned at the same time, and then showed different expressions.

"You mean... Axe Mantis?"

Zhulan's tone was hesitant, because she was still a little bit unbelievable about the sudden news.

But after Nanxian continued to take out more photos and even said that Professor Oak had just rushed to Galar from the Kanto region with the purpose of studying a splitting mantis currently in the Rendrose Hotel.

“…Unbelievable.”

As Zhulan sighed, her fingers involuntarily reached for the wooden box on the table in the room.

"Wait, this is my black stone!"

Daigo was just listening at first, but when he saw Takeran's actions, he immediately became angry.

"Even if you want to study history, you can go with Professor Oak to find the Axe Mantis. Nan Xian and I agreed in advance that these black stones should be kept as collectibles. Why did you do it yourself?!"

Facing Daigo's accusations, Takeran remained calm and kept her fingertips on the wooden box, showing no intention of moving it away.

"You also said that, it's just a yes."

Not to mention that Daigo and Nanxian had only talked in advance via the phone. Since it was just a verbal agreement and no formal transaction had been reached, the final ownership of these black stones naturally had not been completely determined.

Zhulan did not deny that she was a latecomer, however, there was no principle of first come first served in the adult world!

"There are so many black stones, it doesn't matter if you give me one or two."

"How can you say that?"

Takeran's unreasonable words immediately left Daigo speechless, and he truly saw the true face of the Sinnoh champion in front of him.

Although they are both champions, such identities are only like a kind of proof and responsibility. In private life, Daigo, who likes to collect stones himself, and Takeran, who studies mythology and history, are not to say that they have no connection at all. At best, they just know each other and are acquaintances.

Daigo could accept not coming to Takeran to intercept. Just because he liked collecting stones, it didn't mean he would only collect one of each kind.

It is precisely because Daigo can distinguish the different aesthetics from the same type of stones that he never tires of collecting stones. As long as he can feel the value of the stone, he is willing to collect dozens or hundreds of them!

not to mention……

"You want the Black Stone because it can be connected to the Axe Mantis."

Daigo points out the truth about Takeran's request for the black stone.

"so what."

Zhulan did not deny it.

The reason why Takeran, a mythology scholar, wants the black stone is simply that she wants to dig out the history of Xicui from the connection between the black stone and the axe-splitting mantis. This pursuit is completely different from Daigo's.

Accordingly, Daigo calmly tried to take back the black stone that belonged to him.

"In fact, I think the stone named Black Stone by Nanxian should be a special kind of obsidian."

“Although most obsidian only appears in volcanic areas, if you want to truly unearth the connection between the Splitting Mantis and the Black Stone, you shouldn’t just start with the Black Stone in Nanxian’s hand, but you should also look for the source of the Black Stone.”

These words actually made Zhulan's expression relax a little.

There are very few people who can be interested in pure stones, but Zhulan is definitely not one of them.

Daigo's words hit the nail on the head. Without talking about how Nanxian obtained the Black Stone, if we want to truly restore why Pokémon like Axemanthe were active in the Green Era and trace the source, we still need to find the Black Stone in a natural environment.

Zhulan thought about it again and again, and finally let go.

“…This is also a good topic.”

Daigo hurriedly took the wooden box and held it in his arms. He opened the lid and looked at the sharp stone wrapped in cloth inside, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

There were some parts that Daigo did not explain clearly.

The black stone itself might be a special kind of obsidian, but there is something a little special about the stone, and Daigo has as many of them as he wants in his collection.

The biggest reason why he wanted the black strange stones in Nan Xian's hand was that these stones exhibited strange characteristics.

Nan Xian placed the black stone that Daigo specially picked out from the photo in a wooden box. Although it was wrapped as a gift, in fact, the black stone that was peeled off from the stone axe of the forest king, even if it had lost the sharpness of the brave stone axe, true experts could still see their specialness.

The rock fragments are sharp and look like they were made by nature, but in the opinion of rock collector Daigo, it would be a real waste to treat them as consumables!

Seeing how Daigo treasured the stone, Takeran understood that this Hoenn champion who was rumored to be obsessed with collecting stones was indeed worthy of his reputation.

Nan Xian watched as the small conflict between the two champions was resolved, then he took out another wooden box and handed it to Zhulan.

Formal gifts always need to be wrapped.

What's more, they are special props like the black stone and the winged ball. When Takeran took the wooden box, opened the lid and saw the somewhat quaint winged ball inside, she immediately showed the same expression as Daigo.

——The flying wing ball specially made to look old by Nanxian with craftsmanship perfectly meets Zhulan's preferences. Not to mention using it for research, it can also be collected as an antique.

When it comes to things that interest them, Daigo and Takeran are exactly the same and neither of them can complain about the other.

After noticing each other's movements, the two champions showed great coordination and placed the wooden box on their knees at the same time.

"Then I'll say goodbye first."

Daigo stood up first. As a noble son of a wealthy family, he didn't want to disturb the two ladies, especially since Takeran and Nanxian obviously had a private relationship, and the latter even bluntly called the Sinnoh champion "Sister Takeran".

Even as a champion, he still has a lot of gossip in his heart. Daigo walked out of the room holding the wooden box, silently wondering when the two of them knew each other.

After Daigo left, Zhulan became more relaxed. She sat in front of Nanxian and began to talk leisurely about her gains in recent months.

"The ruins of the capital of the gods... There is indeed a lot of information buried in those ruins, but it is not particularly helpful for the truth I want to explore."

It was a rare opportunity to meet someone with whom she could happily exchange history, so Zhulan was not on guard and simply told Nan Xian the information she had collected as interesting anecdotes.

"In the existing Sinnoh mythology, there are several legends about the lake gods, the Pokémon that created the world, and the Pokémon that controls time and space. The part I found in the ruins of the capital city is consistent with the latter two."

According to historical records, the Shendu Ruins were built by the ancient Sinnoh people who migrated from Sinnoh to Johto hundreds of years ago. In order to express their longing for their hometown, they communicated with the people of the Johto region and the two sides worked together to build this ruins.

Because the time is too long, and the place where the ruins of Shendu are buried is remote and covered with snow, scholars have not yet fully investigated the specific period when the ruins of Shendu were built.

According to rough estimates, it is possible that it was completed nearly a thousand years ago.

——That is to say, the ancient Sinnoh people who built the ruins of the Gods’ Capital were most likely the original group of people of the Gods who lived in Xicui, rather than imposters like the Kongo Team or the Pearl Team.

Nan Xian responded to Zhulan's words while thinking.

So far, Giratina has not shown any abnormalities since accidentally traveling to Xicui and returning, but this does not mean that Giratina will stay still, and Nan Xian will not let his guard down.

Unlike the brothers and sisters who are the subject of many historical legends, no one in modern times knows about the existence of Giratina except Nanken.

Even Zhulan, who studies mythological history, has not yet touched upon the secret history behind the myths. If one seeks her help, the biggest possibility is that he will just drag Zhulan into the water.

Although Zhulan is obsessed with mythology and history, let alone minding, she would probably be very happy for Nanxian to take her to come into contact with the Pokémon in mythology and legends. However, before the critical moment, Nanxian simply listed this plan as a reserve and started talking to Zhulan about another topic.

"…The legend of the lake?"

Zhulan was surprised when she heard Nanxian's words.

"You are actually interested in this legend. Although it is a tradition in the Sinnoh region that elders often use similar stories to scare children when they are young, people from other places probably don't know about this."

"Because I know from the legends that the gods of the lake seem to be gods related to the source of emotions. I often transfer emotions to Poké Balls during the process of making Poké Balls, so I am also somewhat interested in this."

Nanxian's explanation was perfect. Zhulan didn't know whether other craftsmen were the same. However, the girl's serious expression was enough to make Zhulan realize that her statement of instilling emotions into the Poké Ball was not wrong.

——As expected, he is the youngest master Poké Ball craftsman in the Johto region.

Zhulan sighed inwardly.

Ever since they parted in Yuzu City, Zhulan has always been paying attention to Nanxian's growth trajectory. After all, she knows part of the truth about the arrival of the legendary Pokémon in Yuzu City.

Being able to attract the legendary giant bird and becoming the youngest master Poké Ball craftsman in just a few months, Zhulan always feels a little subtle when she thinks about how she guided Nanxian onto the right path of a trainer when they first came into contact.

It’s not that I’m jealous or anything like that, it’s just that compared to her achievements as a Poké Ball Craftsman, Nan Xian’s path as a trainer doesn’t seem to have made much progress. To date, she has only gained two more Pokémon, which is much slower than other growing trainers.

Is it that Nanxian is not very talented as a trainer, or does she have her own ideas about breeding Pokémon?

Zhulan doesn’t know the answer yet. She came to meet Nanxian with the intention of observing Nanxian’s growth.

but.

After actually talking with Nan Xian, Zhulan's mood calmed down incredibly. Just by looking at the serious look in the girl's sky blue eyes, the Sinnoh champion knew that the other party's attitude towards anything was never frivolous, and she was trying to move forward in her own way.

"...The legend of the lake gods can be roughly recorded in the following ways."

While thinking secretly, Zhulan did not stop talking and continued to tell the ancient legend of Sinnoh.

……

There are two ancient myths.

One is:

Once upon a time, there were three Pokémon. They held their breath and went deep into the lake. Although it was painful, they kept diving down. They dived to the bottom of the lake and retrieved something important. It is said that it was the power needed to create the earth.

The second is:

Don't get angry, or ??? will come. Don't be sad, or ??? will find you. Joy and enjoyment, this ordinary life is what we call happiness. "This way we can get the blessing of ???." Everyone always says this.

Another scary myth:

Rumor has it that if you come into contact with it for three days, all your emotions will fade away.

Rumor has it that if one looks into its eyes, all memories will instantly disappear.

Rumor has it that if you harm it, you will be unable to move for seven days.

……

Relying on her memory, Zhulan can accurately tell the Sinnoh legend recorded in the oldest books in the Water Vein Library.

The Gods of the Lake are one of the longest-standing legends in Sinnoh's ancient history. To this day, the horror legends about the Gods of the Lake are still used by adults as ghost stories to scare children and prevent them from secretly exploring the lake where the Gods of the Lake live.

The Lake of Harmony, the Lake of Wisdom, the Lake of Ambition.

There are countless mysterious legends about the three lakes located in different parts of Sinnoh. Tracing back to the source, they all focus on the gods of the lakes hidden within.

Sinnoh scholars, including Takeran, are still exploring whether the Lake Gods really exist and whether their abilities are as terrifying as the legends say.

Nan Xian looked thoughtful after hearing the legend told by Zhulan. Looking at the girl's reaction, Zhulan smiled slightly and didn't think too much about it.

It was getting late. After bidding farewell to Zhulan again, Nan Xian returned to his room and continued thinking.

——She knows more truth than anyone else in this world.

Taking that horrific myth as an example, from top to bottom, the lake gods who left behind legends are Emrito, Uxie, and Achnom.

Emrido brings emotions, Uxie shares knowledge, and Aqnom gives will.

Living in the three great lakes of the Sinnoh region, the Lake Gods were born before the creation of the world. Together, they created the mind, which gave birth to the universe.

This was the truth of the legend that Nan Xian had already known, but after hearing Zhulan's account of the existing Sinnoh legend, the girl could not help but ponder, and what she was thinking about was not something she already knew.

"When I extracted Giratina, in the first simulation, I talked to a woman named 'Gosi'."

Nan Xian recalled the past.

In the simulation, 'I' had called that woman Wu Si, and just like the conversation scene just now, Wu Si, who looked quite similar to Zhu Lan, had told a secret at the beginning of the conversation.

"There are lakes in the Washi region, Heart Lake, Ambition Lake, and Wisdom Lake. Each of them hides a Pokémon that can embody their own soul. It is said that if you complete their trials and then hold a ceremony, you can obtain a red chain."

There is no need to say much about the existence of the Gods of the Lake, but in the following content, after completing the Trial of the Gods of the Lake and holding the ceremony, you can obtain the red chain.

——This part of information is not within Nan Xian’s knowledge.

Not only that, there is no content related to the red chain in the Sinnoh legend told by Zhulan.

"In other words, the existence of the red chain is a completely secret information. It has either disappeared in history or is unknown to Zhulan or the general public."

Nan Xian had considered that Zhulan had deliberately concealed the relevant information, but considering that there were very few existing legends about the Gods of the Lake and the academic community had not confirmed the existence of the Gods of the Lake, the possibility of Zhulan making such a move was very low.

"And I didn't sense any similar emotions."

The girl did not ignore her inspiration.

When her superpowers and waveguide sensing abilities become strong enough, unless Nan Xian suppresses them on purpose, she will definitely be able to sense the subtle emotions of the people around her, more or less.

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