Pokémon: Who let him leave Pallet Town?

Chapter 445 Hidden Dangers in Various Regions

"You mean Team Plasma?" Natsume looked at Damaranch curiously.

"Plasma Team? What's that?" A hint of doubt appeared on Damaranchi's face.

"It's nothing." Natsume shook his head.

He almost forgot that at this point in time, the Plasma Team should have only been established recently and was still in the early stages of accumulating strength and "promoting" their ideas everywhere.

It's normal that the alliance was unaware of their existence at that time.

However, because of him, Quigish is already in jail, so it's estimated that Team Plasma won't be causing trouble in the Unova region in the future.

Seeing that the confusion on Natsume's face had disappeared, Damaranchi cleared his throat and continued:
“You heard me right, terrorists.” Damaranchi frowned as he said this. “To be precise, it’s related to a certain religion. Those guys are a bunch of fanatical extremists who glorify violence and destruction.”

"Their belief seems to stem from a war that suddenly broke out in the United States many years ago."

"In short, many cities in that area are extremely dangerous, and those guys are like weeds that you can't catch them all. If you can avoid going to the Unova region, try to stay away from it," Damaranchi said, shaking his head heavily.

Natsume touched his nose.

What a coincidence! His next destination was the United States region, to acquire the bankrupt Blueberry Academy.

"What about the other three regions?" Natsume's curiosity was immediately piqued.

I never expected that something like this would happen in the Unova region. I wonder if the other regions are also facing their own troubles.

“The Carlos region has a very old aristocratic tradition and an independent research system,” Damaranchi said seriously. “Some research institutes there are very influential, and they have always had strong opinions about the ‘uniform standards’ that the Alliance is trying to promote.”

Natsume was slightly taken aback.

He had indeed seen in the records left by the great man that the Rainbow Rocket Team had the most research labs in the Carlos region during that great war a thousand years ago.

That famous "ultimate weapon" was created by a king secretly supported by Team Rainbow Rocket.

“As for the Alola region,” Damaranchi continued, “it has only recently been integrated into the League system. The will of the island kings and the guardian deities Tapu is crucial, and the League’s reach has not yet truly penetrated there.”

“The Galar region, hmph,” Damaranchi scoffed. “The Marocmon Group is all-powerful there, and Dynamax events are their cash cow. They have an instinctive hostility toward any so-called unification that might undermine their business empire and regional exclusivity.”

Natsume nodded slightly.

Looking at it this way, the Alola region is actually the easiest to deal with among these places.

He even thought that as long as Ash, the "friend of the legendary Pokémon," was sent there as a representative of the League, and he could get along well with those island gods, the matter would be pretty much resolved.

As for the other three regions, each has its own headaches.

Damaranchi leaned back slightly, picked up his teacup, and looked at Natsume meaningfully through the rising steam: "Champion Natsume, you possess the seal of a great man and have power that is almost unrestricted."

“However,” he changed the subject, “in these places, having no taboos might encounter some very ‘special’ interpretations, and even provoke strong resistance and backlash.”

"The people in power there have deep roots and different styles of doing things. They may not be as easily swayed as we old folks are by the 'favored ones'."

"Your future path... will probably not be smooth sailing." Damaranchi's last words were both a well-intentioned reminder and a subtle attempt to distance himself from the situation.

Natsume listened quietly, without showing any surprise or frustration on his face.

Damaranchi's hints confirmed his earlier suspicions.

The task assigned to him by Peace Dog was indeed not so simple. The biggest obstacle did not come from the relatively united core of the Old World, but from several regions with strong local characteristics and a high degree of autonomy.

“A special ‘interpretation.’ A strong backlash.” Natsume repeated Damaranchi’s words, a faint, yet highly challenging, curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

“It sounds,” he said, “even more interesting. President Damaranch, thank you for your candor and the information you provided.”

“I’ve written down this list of troublesome areas.” Natsume showed no hesitation, his eyes burning with eager anticipation.

"Are you kidding me? We've got the 'imperial sword' in our hands, how can we back down?" Damaranchi looked at the fearless, even spirited, light in Natsume's eyes and felt a slight chill run down his spine.

This young man, wielding divinely granted authority, has a clear and unwavering goal.

He sensed that a massive storm that could sweep across the entire Pokémon League might be brewing quietly in this peaceful room filled with the aroma of tea.

“Well then,” Natsume stood up, resuming his polite but distant demeanor, “the tea was excellent, and the information was very valuable. If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave.”

"Regarding the specific troubles in those areas," he added, "I think I'll go and see for myself."

He turned and left, leaving Damaranchi alone in the tea room, staring at the tea in his cup as it gradually cooled, lost in deep thought.

Outside the window, the afterglow of the setting sun cast a dark gold hue on the distant mountain peaks, as if foreshadowing a new and turbulent era to come.

"Mr. Natsume!"

As soon as Natsume stepped out of the Pokémon Center, he was met with a look of anxiety from Aoi.

Behind her were Ash, Gary, Lance, Professor Oak, and all her friends. Not one was missing.

"Hahaha, what are you guys trying to do? It's like I'm going to do anything to him!" Damaranchi's hearty laughter rang out from behind.

He followed her out, and as he passed Natsume, he paused deliberately and said in a low voice:

"By the way, if you insist on going to those areas, well, you can try asking the local Officer Jenny or Joey family for help."

“I can guarantee it,” he said confidently, “that they will absolutely, absolutely, one hundred percent stand by your side.” With that, Damaranchi strode away.

Natsume silently watched the other person's departing figure.

Damaranchi is right.

Judging from the reactions of the Peace Dogs, Officer Jenny's family seems to be a powerful force that He personally blessed and supported a long, long time ago.

As for the Joy family, Natsume estimates that they must have a deep connection with the creator of the Lake of Life.

These two powerful families bypassed the alliance system and obeyed only the Peace Dogs.

"Oh my, Natsume, I really didn't expect that," Professor Oak said, clapping and smiling as he walked forward. "Not only did you win the championship, but you also gained the recognition of that being."

"The villagers were incredibly moved when they heard about it!"

As he spoke, he shoved a brand-new property certificate into Natsume's hand: "When I told you you were going to 'develop your business' in the Unova region, everyone immediately pooled their money and quickly bought you a house there! They insisted that I hand it over to you personally!"

On the smooth cover of the property certificate, numerous small slips of paper were pasted densely, filled with heartfelt blessings from the villagers of Zhenxin Town:
"Finally figured it out, Natsume! The people of Unova are suffering terribly and desperately need you to bring them blessings!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Your career comes first! The people of Zhenxin Town will always be your strongest support!"

"Rooted in Hezhong, a plan for the future! We firmly believe that you can achieve great things, benefit the people, and let them feel your enthusiasm!"

Natsume held the property certificate, his fingertips trembling slightly.

His voice was choked with emotion:
"My fellow villagers are so supportive!"

Natsume's eyes welled up with tears, as if he were holding the most precious treasure in the world.

Then, he announced decisively and emphatically:

"I've made up my mind! Before I head to the Unova region—"

"I need to go back to Zhenxin Town first! To properly repay the villagers for their deep affection and kindness!"

While I'm at it, I'll also go back and check on how my new lab is going.

(End of this chapter)