I've seen many people raising wives, but this is the first time I've seen someone raising

This place...are the people there so simple and honest?

After killing a legendary Pokémon with her bare hands, Sirona felt that her three perspectives were shocked.

In her impression, only the fighting king of the Kanto region, Sheba, can fight against Pokémon.

But the ones they fought against were just ordinary fighting-types like Hao Li.

Compared with the young man in front of me... they are two completely different concepts.

Chapter 161: Sirona: Can I go back?

After a while, Zoroark finally got up reluctantly.

Looking at Zoroark, whose expression had returned to normal, Xia Mu stood up and grabbed the other's head again.

He had reason to suspect that Zoroark might have knocked him down at first because his emotions were out of control.

But the behavior of being reluctant to leave later was just pure coquetry.

"Xia Mu, are you okay?"

At this time, Lucario also came over.

After taking a look at Zoroark standing nearby, he couldn't help swallowing.

The fox's attack on the tornado just now was a revenge attack, and he could feel its powerful force even from a distance.

If the tornado was replaced by him, there was no guarantee that Lucario would be able to stand after taking it.

"It seems that I should be careful not to piss off this fox next time..."

Lucario made a silent decision in his mind.

At the same time, when Xia Mu heard Lucario's greeting, he had already walked to Tornado.

He squatted down and took out the Poké Ball, and replied to Lucario:

"It's okay. This tornado is not as strong as I thought."

This statement is true.

Xia Mu originally thought that as a legendary Pokémon exaggerated by Wu Si, Tornado should be very powerful.

But I didn't expect it to be much weaker than expected.

Even without Lucario, Xia Mu is confident that he can take down Tornado with just him and Zoroark.

Thinking of this, he gently tapped the Poké Ball in his hand towards the unconscious Tornado.

"Bam—"

Along with a red light, the tornado was completely taken in.

The closed Poké Ball shook twice in Xia Mu's palm as if it had life.

But Tornado was in a state of unconsciousness and obviously had no way of getting out.

Soon the sphere stopped shaking and made a crisp sound indicating that it had been successfully captured.

Tornado, successfully conquered.

Holding the Poké Ball, Xia Mu was still a little excited.

Although he had no feelings about tornadoes, Wu Si was quite interested in them.

He couldn't wait to see the other person's wide-eyed and stunned expression.

"Is this in your hand... also a Poké Ball?"

At this moment, Sirona had already come to Xia Mu with the Land Shark.

She asked in confusion, looking at the orange and white Poké Ball in the latter's hand.

It’s not that Sirona doesn’t recognize the Poké Ball.

Mainly because she had rarely seen a ball with such rough workmanship.

Driven by the modern industrial system, every Poké Ball is mass-produced according to standards.

Even the lowest-end red and white balls are made with precision, like works of art.

But the one in Xia Mu's hand, although generally well made, is obviously much worse than the industrial ball.

The most important thing is that the middle button in Xia Mu's hand is actually made of wood.

This surprised Sirona quite a bit.

In order to prevent Xia Mu from buying fakes, she felt that she needed to shoulder the responsibility of a champion and take good care of her.

On the other side, seeing that Sirona was curious about the ball in his hand, Xia Mu did not hide it, but handed it to her and said:

"If you're curious, take it and have a look."

"This ball is the first finished product I made. Although it doesn't look very good, it is definitely better than the semi-finished product made by the Kongo team."

After taking the ball from Xia Mu's hand in a daze, Shirona felt that her brain was not enough again.

self-made?

Is this still an ancient ball maker?

Shirona also knew that even in modern times with advanced industry, there were still many descendants who could make balls by hand.

The balls made by these people are often very valuable and hard to come by.

The boy in front of him is not only good at Pokémon training, but also has this skill?

Shirona half opened her mouth, a little surprised.

But soon, she realized something was wrong - what was the King Kong Team the other party was talking about?

A bad premonition grew in Sirona's heart. After organizing her words, she asked cautiously:

"Um...can you tell me where this place is?"

"What should I do if I want to return to the alliance?"

In order to figure out why her body became smaller, Shirona thought it would be safest to return to the Alliance first.

But soon, she realized the seriousness of the matter.

Xia Mu frowned slightly after hearing the girl's request.

Alliance? What alliance?

An alliance between Team Diamond and Team Pearl?

After a brief moment of confusion, Xia Mu shook his head and said:

"This is the pure white frozen soil of Xicui Continent, which is a high-risk area."

"As for the alliance you mentioned...I'm sorry, I didn't know there was such a place."

Xia Mu's voice was sincere, and he didn't sound like he was lying at all.

When Shirona heard this, her heart skipped a beat.

She could feel that Xia Mu was not teasing her.

In other words, the other party really does not know the existence of the alliance, and the most important thing is

——She actually heard the two words "Xicui".

As a lover of ancient history, Sirona has interpreted a large number of ancient texts found in various ruins in the Sinnoh region.

Some of the relics mentioned the "Xicui area".

According to her inference, the so-called Xi Cui should be the former name of Sinnoh.

Combining the rough hand-made Poké Ball and the unknown Pokémon encountered one after another, a bold guess emerged in Sirona's mind.

I wouldn't travel through time and space and come to the ancient Sinnoh region, right?

As soon as this thought came to her mind, Sirona felt weak with cold sweat on her forehead.

In this way, the reason why her body became smaller seems to be found.

It must have been affected by time as well.

"It's over, it's over."

Glancing at the Land Shark beside her, Sirona said in a bitter voice.

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In the cave, Xia Mu, Sirona and a group of Pokémon were sitting around a campfire.

The warm flames illuminated the cave, and the scorching heat prevented Xia Mu and Sirona from freezing to death in their wet clothes.

However, unlike Xia Mu who was teasing Zoroark, Sirona looked worried at this moment.

After the conversation, she was sure that she had arrived in ancient Sinnoh.

History lovers like this period of history, but they don’t really want to be part of it!

She didn't even know how she got here, let alone how to go back.

"Can I still go back?"

This question always lingered in Sirona's heart, making her quite uneasy.

At the same time, there was another thing that worried her.

Many tribes in ancient Sinnoh believed in gods.

As a "foreigner" with unknown origins and strange clothing, she would not be sacrificed in a strange ritual, right?

Thinking of this, Shirona felt like crying.

As a champion, this was the first time she felt so helpless and powerless.

Chapter 162: You must be staying in the cave wiping your tears now?

After hesitating for a while, Sirona decided not to reveal the fact that she came from the future for the time being.

Although Xia Mu looked very friendly at the moment, she was not sure whether other people of this era would have any extreme reactions after knowing this.

Especially after witnessing the whole process of Xia Mu dealing with the tornado.

Shirona was not sure whether Garchomp could protect herself.

But before that, there was another thing that ranked first in Sirona's mind.

"Um...Is there any place suitable for human survival nearby?"

She carefully leaned over and asked softly.

The pure white frozen soil was obviously not a place where ordinary people could stay, so Sirona decided to find a suitable place to live first.

Otherwise she would starve to death in this desolate continent before finding a way to return.

Hearing the voice, Xia Mu paused while touching Zoroark's hand.

"You are not from Xicui Continent?"

he asked curiously.

In fact, he had guessed this during his conversation with Sirona just now.

After all, on the Xicui Continent, the only human strongholds are the Pearl Tribe and the King Kong Tribe.

It just so happened that he had some understanding of these two tribes and was roughly familiar with the people within them.