Pokémon: Who let him leave Pallet Town?

Chapter 152 A Trans-Era Study
White was carefully translating the meaning of the inscription.

Natsume turned his gaze to the long table beside him.

On the table are many valuable items unearthed by the scientific expedition team.

Stone slabs, Pokémon sculptures, and some oddly shaped trinkets covered the long table.

“Mr. Natsume, these Pokémon statues seem to have strange patterns drawn on them.”

Jiaozi picked up a groundhog statue and showed it to Natsume.

The soil outside the statue was cleaned off, revealing the jet-black patterns inside.

According to the expedition team, there is a small relic on the cliffs on both sides of the stream.

"These things all came from the same ruins, so it's normal for them to have similarities."

As Natsume spoke, he picked up another Psyduck statue.

"Why are they all black?" Jiaozi's voice rang out next.

"It might be some kind of pigment used during the coloring process, which oxidized and turned black over time?" Natsume tilted his head.

As Natsume spoke, he lifted the statue up.

"The black streaks have no luster, so they shouldn't be copper-lead sulfides. Perhaps iron-based fuel was used at the time?"

However, environmental factors must also be considered.

As he spoke, Natsume frowned.

Did people in that era already use iron?
This seems to contradict the Alliance's historical research; that should have been the Bronze Age.

After a while, Natsume realized what was happening.

"It is also possible that these patterns were originally various colors, but they turned black due to complex reactions after being buried underground for too long."

Thinking about it this way makes a lot more sense.

If these patterns were multicolored.
Natsume focused his gaze on the two statues, and with his powerful mental strength, he immediately imagined a Psyduck and a Diglett in his mind.

Following the direction of the statue, the two Pokémon each have blue and tan patterns on them.

Construction complete.

It looks extremely similar to Groudon and Kyogre's Primal Reversion form.

"It was probably just a secondary treatment of the statue by people of that period."

Natsume placed the statue back on the table.

"Mr. Natsume, you seem to know a bit about this."

White stretched and turned to look at Natsume and Jiaozi.

“I was somewhat interested before and read some articles,” Natsume replied casually.

“I see,” Huai nodded.

“However, there’s one thing I need to correct,” White said, picking up a small statue from the computer desk.

It was a Pikachu statue, very miniature, with various dense black patterns on it.

"We have tested it, and the paint used to create these patterns is black and chemically very stable, so it will not change color under any circumstances."

"Even modern technology struggles to find such coatings; I really don't know how people back then managed to do it."

As White spoke, he stretched and turned the computer screen to face Natsume and the other person.

"Huh? The black ball and the spoon have been deciphered so quickly?" Jiaozi asked curiously as she leaned closer.

"Uh," White's expression was a little strange.

“Unlike the bronze bell, the inscriptions on these two artifacts repeat the same sentence,” White said, waving his hand.

"Then what about me sketching all night?" Natsume chimed in.

While he was drawing, he also discovered that many characters had similar sequences.

However, considering that there might be some trickery involved, and in the spirit of seeking truth from facts, Natsume copied it all down.

"That shows Mr. Natsume is patient!" the proud student chimed in.

"This text is a bit strange."

White stood up from his chair and showed the two of them the translated text on the computer screen.

"There are two forces that can destroy the world."

"The blackest darkness has stained the sky black;" "Golden eyes have stirred the air";

"The disputes that divide the world in two leave people helpless."

"The gates to another world opened in the sky, and golden rays of light burst forth."

"The power that calmed everything turned into a sphere and disappeared on the horizon."

"I don't understand, what a strange description." Jiao Zi frowned.

"The following text is a repetition of this passage," White said cautiously after a moment's thought.
"Yes, it must be very important information to warrant repeating it like this."

“Wait a minute, I think I’ve seen a similar description in a bronze bell.”

As Natsume spoke, he sat down in a chair and used the mouse to bring up the countless idioms of the ancestors that had been written on the bronze bell.

As the mouse scrolls, countless characters dart downstream like tadpoles.

Finally, the cursor stopped at a sentence.

Paragraph 78:
Darkness, as black as ink, permeated the sky;
Golden eyes darted about, tearing through the sky.

Conflict tears the world apart, and all living beings prostrate themselves.
The Heavenly Gate opened, and divine light poured forth.

The power of the end sinks into eternal night.

“Miss White, don’t you feel that this means the same thing?” Natsume said, pointing at the screen.

Although the way they're expressed is different, the meaning is the same—wait a minute!

White realized what was happening.

“Mr. Natsume, do you mean that this bronze bell and the black ball spoon are not products of the same era?”

Nearby, Jiao Zi also realized what was happening and exclaimed in sudden understanding:

"I understand. After the ancient era, someone came into contact with the black sphere and the spoon, deciphered the words on them, and left a bronze bell as a record!"

“Based on the inscription on the bronze bell, I feel the person may have lived at the end of the war,” White said, then became somewhat uncertain.

"At that time, both literature and language were closer to modern times, so why did he still use an ancient script to inscribe it?"

White was extremely puzzled.

"I don't know, maybe they don't want future generations to have it too easy." Natsume touched his nose.

If he were that person, he might actually do it.

This bronze bell contains an ancient Jigglypuff.

It's possible that person obtained it from somewhere, or perhaps that person learned about the origins of the ancient Pokémon and created it.

if the latter one.
Isn't this just a research proposal?

It's a bit nonsensical, doesn't pay much attention to format, and the behavior is a bit abstract.
But to have such an incredibly advanced awareness thousands of years ago, even implementing anti-theft and encryption measures.

Natsume was filled with admiration.

“Okay.” White tilted his head, looking somewhat conflicted.

It seems that before their time, predecessors had studied this other artifact that sealed the ancient Gengar and the ancient Alakazam.

But why didn't the other party leave any useful information?
White, refusing to believe it, read the inscription on the bronze bell over and over again.

Aside from the information on the bronze bell about the Pokémon sealed in the three artifacts, nothing else is explained.

"Miss White, have you counted exactly how many times that passage appears on the black ball and the spoon?"

"There might be a hidden secret in how many times the two are added together and subtracted."

Natsume offered a reminder.

"is it?"

White was taken aback, realizing that Natsume's words made some sense.

At the computer desk, the girl opened her eyes wide and began to compile statistics.

“Uh, Mr. Natsume, didn’t you draw it?” Jiaozi quietly approached.

Natsume should know how many times that should have been done.

"I forgot."

Natsume waved his hand. He had discovered that the rest of the content was identical after midnight, so he reassured himself and handed the remaining work over to Gengar.

(End of this chapter)