Pokémon: Who let him leave Pallet Town?

Chapter 386 The Interrupted Research
Before leaving, Natsume suddenly took out his notebook and played an audio clip.

Do you recognize this sound?

A rhythmic sound rang out, and the guardian Dragonite was slightly taken aback.

Where did you hear that?

It turned its head and looked at Natsume with a somewhat serious expression.

"The alliance has many researchers at the reservoir, and I borrowed them."

Natsume said casually.

"I see."

The guardian Dragonite soared into the sky and disappeared.

"?"

Natsume watched the departing figure with a puzzled look, shrugged, and left with his Great Dragonite.

As soon as he stepped out of the black stone pillar, Du immediately came to greet him.

"how's it going?"

He looked anxiously at Natsume.

They were afraid that the guardian dragonite that had just flown away had been angered by the opponent.

"I do not know either."

Natsume waved his hand.

Seeing that Natsume was about to leave, Wataru frowned and followed behind.

Returning to the entrance where they had first entered, Natsume found it extremely crowded.

Behind many trainers, there was a huge Dragon-type Pokémon lying.

Without exception, these were all elderly dragons.

After several hours of heartwarming community outreach activities, these elderly people were reluctantly taken outside.

Ahead of the old dragons, a trainer was giving a passionate speech, holding a script given to him by Natsume:
"Yes, that's right. We also have a trip program where the theme is to relive the battle life from our memories."

"We'll cover all the expenses during the event, and we'll even provide the venue for the competition!"

"More importantly, we also offer one-on-one trainers for you to choose from, allowing you to experience a fresh lifestyle and reminisce about the past, with a one-month free trial!"

After he finished speaking, the seventeen trainers behind him stepped forward in unison.

The old dragons exchanged glances, their eyes sparkling with interest.

Indeed, this valley is too peaceful.

Hearing them say that made me nostalgic for the days when I traveled all over the country with my trainers.

"Ow!"

A fossil pterosaur yawned and patted a nearby trainer.

"Great!"

The trainer excitedly pulled out a small box.

The box was opened, and inside were various styles of Pokémon balls.

The fossil pterosaur glanced around, then finally chose a deluxe sphere, which flashed red light as it entered.

Watari, who witnessed everything, froze on the spot.

"No, you!"

Wataru turned around, pointed at Natsume, wanting to say something, but he couldn't find the right angle.

In the end, he could only manage to squeeze out a short, fragmented sentence:
"You're really something, you managed to train these people into a combination of housekeeping and tour guide in no time."

He smiled insincerely.

He really wanted to open Natsume's head and see how the other person came up with these ideas.

"Don't get me wrong, it has nothing to do with me. It just shows that they have remarkable talent."

Natsume shook his head, indicating that he was never one to be ambitious or eager for quick success.

"I think their success is due to the complementary nature of their needs," Jiaozi said as she approached.

“Yeah, trainers need powerful Pokémon, and these old dragons want to go out and explore.” Brock sighed as he watched the old dragons choosing their guides one-on-one.

"Indeed, you'll never find someone like Ash who can't tell the situation apart in this lifetime."

Xiaoxia covered her face and walked over. Everyone followed her gaze and looked into the distance.

"Come and duel me!"

Ash, wearing only shorts and shirtless, was all red and steaming like a wild man as he howled and wrestled with a Dragonite.

Not far from him, several Dragon-type Pokémon lay motionless on the ground.

Crossing: “.”

Is it related to the meeting place?
"By the way, where's Ji Ke?" Natsume suddenly asked.

Ash's Dragonite has been spotted, but his Charizard is nowhere to be seen.

"Tomorrow is the ceremony for the succession of the Dragon Messengers. Xiao Zhuang hasn't returned yet, so Ji Ke went to find her."

Du shook his head and said:

"You will be able to see her the day after tomorrow after the Dragon Messenger Transition Conference is over."

“Not the day after tomorrow.” Natsume shook his head.

Wataru looked at the other person strangely, only to see Natsume continue asking questions:
"Oh right, what about those two people lying on the ground and Meow Meow?" "The trio that Giovanni sent to clean house in Golden City last time? I awarded them the Dragon Sanctuary Medal of Honor."

Du thought for a moment and said.

"But they seemed very angry; they threw away their medals and left."

Natsume: "."

After spending eight hours in the Dragon Sanctuary, everyone was escorted out.

"Let's go back to the Pokémon Center in Blacksmith City."

As Natsume passed by the power plant, he noticed that many people were carrying large bags and small packages and were rushing out.

Natsume casually stopped a disheveled-looking person and asked curiously:
"Hey, aren't you guys doing some kind of research here?"

"Don't even mention it, we were attacked by a Dragonite!"

"Waaaaah, my credits!"

The man left in tears.

Natsume stared at the other person's back with a strange look.

"Wait a minute, if that's the case, why don't you contact the alliance?"

Natsume chased after him, asking curiously.

"That Dragonite has someone backing it! After it destroyed our facilities, the League called and told us to leave immediately."

Natsume remained silent.

That's strange. The League must know about the existence of the Guardian Dragonite.

But the research here is also permitted by the alliance.

The only possibility is that the alliance wants to secretly obtain something.

This thing is closely related to the Guardian Dragonite.

But you can't openly turn against the other party.

"You guys go back to the Pokémon Center first, I left something in the Sanctuary."

After saying goodbye to Ash and the others, Natsume returned the way he came.

Instead of returning to the Holy Land, he flashed behind a boulder.

A flash of red light, and the middle-parted hair was pulled out.

"Wake up!"

Natsume delivered a loving slap.

"Pickup?"

The man with the middle parting groggily opened his eyes.

"What did you smell on the Dragonite you encountered during the day?"

Natsume inquired about the unusual situation that occurred when the man with the middle parting was at that time.

Aside from the priests, he had never seen anyone with a middle-part hairstyle be so enthusiastic about any unfamiliar Pokémon.

However, the system did not display any information indicating that an unknown clergy had been detected.

"Pikachu."

The person with the middle parting paused for a moment, then shook their head and nodded.

"The other person has three different scents?"

Natsume was stunned.

"Pikachu, Pikachu, Pikachu, Pikachu!"

The man with the middle parting nodded firmly.

"If the scent of a divine beast you smell is like it's been sleeping soundly for a day, then the scent of this Dragonite is like it's been sleeping lightly for three days."

Natsume frowned.

The metaphor of a middle parting is strange; it seems that even the parting itself is not quite clear about it.

"Forget it, that's it."

Natsume lifted his middle-parted hair and waited quietly.

The alliance's phone call seemed to be very effective. The researchers acted extremely quickly, leaving the building empty without even taking the equipment.

After everyone left, Natsume, with his hair parted in the middle, entered the power plant without any hindrance.

"Come on, use your strengths."

Natsume threw his middle-parted hair to the ground.

"Smell around here, is there any scent that would allow you to sleep soundly for three days?"

Natsume raised an eyebrow, looking at the man with the middle-parted hair standing there, his nose twitching in the air.

It ran straight out of the power station, circled around, and finally arrived at the foot of the cliff.

"Pika pika!"

He pointed his middle-parted hair at the cliff face.

"You want me to take you to the top of the reservoir?"

Golden telekinetic energy surged forth, and in an instant, he arrived at the top of the reservoir with his middle-parted hair.

(End of this chapter)