Pokémon: Who let him leave Pallet Town?

Chapter 568 United States Regional Conference
On the stage, Natsume did not deliver a long speech.

He simply stood there, casually draped in the inspector's overcoat, the dog's head seal faintly visible on his chest.

Below the stage were new students and their parents from all over the country, filled with curiosity and anticipation, as well as many media reporters who had come after hearing the news.

Pride, Cattleya, and the revitalized Adek stood at the front, all with relieved smiles on their faces.

"The academy is reopening today."

Natsume's voice was clearly transmitted throughout the entire square through the loudspeaker, calm yet carrying an invisible power.

"The courses will continue as usual, and tuition will be waived."

It is concise and to the point, without a single superfluous word.

When the Blueberry Academy was first established, the original dean gave a presentation to promote it.

At the time, there were more than 4,000 parents who had reserved places at the academy!

It's just a pity that later...
The meeting ended badly, and many students had to be reassigned to other colleges.

Upon hearing the words "tuition is waived," the parents below began a lively discussion.

"Oh my god, my child wanted to transfer their school registration this year, and then the academy was suddenly built?"

"I don't know, but it seems like they changed their name."

"That's not important. Tuition is completely free, and I think you can even get a starter Pokémon from the Kanto region?"

The discussion continued unabated. Natsume slowly walked backstage, a smile playing on his lips.

They were unaware that the tuition waiver was not compensation, but simply a standard provision.

What Natsume was eyeing was never that little bit of tuition money.

"Mr. Natsume!"

Jiaozi came closer.

"what happened?"

Natsume was in a great mood and put his phone away.

Jiaozi glanced over and saw that the other party was looking at the "Billionaire King Fund Plan" on the alliance's official website.

Swallowing hard, the proud son said bluntly:
"Mr. Natsume, aren't we building too many dormitories and libraries at our academy?"

Jiaozi was filled with doubt.

Natsume's plan has a maximum enrollment of 5,000 students, but the dormitory capacity is at least 20,000!

In addition, there are more than twenty libraries of all sizes that can be found everywhere.

"I know."

Natsume clapped his hands.

"Will this enrollment meet the standard of 2,000 students?"

"A standard of two thousand people?" Jiao Zi was taken aback.

"It should be possible. There are more than three thousand students whose academic records remain at the original Blueberry Academy."

Jiaozi glanced at his phone and nodded.

"Ah."

Having received a clear response, Natsume nodded.

"Natsume-kun, it's all done!"

Shaka waved and walked over.

"Have they all been caught?"

Natsume's eyes lit up.

"Of course! I called on a few other Elite Four trainers, and a handful of escaped members of terrorist organizations!"

Shaka laughed heartily, feeling extremely pleased with himself.

"Mr. Natsume!"

Seeing that Natsume was about to leave, Jiaozi quickly called out to him.

"Just say what you need to say."

Natsume seemed to be in a hurry, taking out his phone as if he wanted to contact someone.

“Mr. Natsume, it’s about our academy.” At this point, Jiaozi frowned.

"Um, it seems our college is registered as a private institution?"

The proud son was puzzled.

With Natsume's abilities, he could absolutely rely on the alliance to make the academy a public institution and obtain substantial funding and technical support.

I originally thought that Natsume didn't submit the application because he wasn't in a hurry.

But now
"Not only is it private, but I also filled in your name."

As Natsume spoke, he patted Jiaozi's head.

"Huh!?" Jiaozi's face immediately turned bright red, and he stood there awkwardly, at a loss for what to do.

"Why?" the proud son asked tremblingly.

"Because I trust you."

"Why!?"

From afar, the despondent Groudon sensed a powerful surge of steam.

Looking back, it gazed at its fallen darling and fell into deep thought.

This human is clearly more suited to incubating the eggs than I am.

a week later.

"Inspiring! New champion Natsume wipes out the terrorist organization."

The Pokémon Protection Organization is now on the right track under the guidance of Professor Natsume, a professional Pokémon expert.

With the police department's relentless publicity, Natsume's deeds quickly spread and swept across the Unova region.

Looking at this biased report, Natsume sighed deeply.

The people of the United States deeply abhor terrorist organizations, so much so that even the media, which usually loves to grab attention, use rather serious headlines when reporting on related matters.

No one dared to joke about it.

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

A familiar voice came from beside me.

Unova Region, Flying Cloud City, Alliance Council Hall.

Inside the huge circular council chamber, the lights illuminated the central podium brightly, but most of the raised seats around it were empty, with only a few people scattered around, making it seem particularly spacious and deserted.

Zhu Lan wore an elegant black trench coat, her arms crossed over her chest.

She stood beside the podium, her brows slightly furrowed, surveying the excessively grand venue before glancing at Natsume beside her.

She snatched Natsume's phone, forcing him to look at her, her tone tinged with confusion:
"So, discussing the details of Gible breeding requires using the League's highest-level council chamber?"

She received an urgent message from Natsume, inviting her to Unova under the pretext of discussing a collaboration to breed Dragon-type Pokémon unique to the Sinnoh region.

But the current situation clearly goes far beyond the scope of "academic exchange".

Before Natsume could answer, the heavy double doors of the council chamber were slowly pushed open.

A group of men and women, dressed in formal Alliance official uniforms and with varying expressions, filed in.

"what?"

Zhu Lan was stunned for a moment.

Does Natsume have to attend a meeting first?
"Does the champion of the Unova region have so many things to do?"

Zhu Lan quietly approached and whispered, covering her mouth.

Natsume nodded calmly.

In the empty conference hall, the two stood out conspicuously.

When they saw Natsume in the hall and Rin, the Sinnoh champion who had been specially invited, their faces showed varying degrees of surprise and speculation.

“Everyone is here.” Natsume did not answer Takeran’s question, but instead took a step forward and walked to the center of the podium.

Golden light flashed as his gaze calmly swept over every high-ranking official of the United Alliance present.

Without any pleasantries, he went straight to the point, his voice clearly amplified throughout the hall:

"Team Rainbow Rocket, the financial backer of Dove Company, the mastermind behind terrorist organizations, and a supporter of the Pokémon Association."

"If you've been watching the news these past few days, you're probably already familiar with it."

Natsume raised his hand, and in his palm was a huge dragon scale, as black as ink and with sharp, knife-like edges.

"This is one of the 'souvenirs' they left behind."

"The interior of this dragon scale utilizes a spatial folding technology that we cannot understand, which is sufficient to stably store more than one cubic meter of materials."

With a gentle shake, several oddly shaped instruments and a few Poké Balls slid out of the scales and landed on the podium with a clattering sound.

"Their technological level far surpasses the independent research and development capabilities of any region in our country. We have no chance of winning if we fight alone."

The officials looked at each other, their expressions turning serious.

"But weren't they already eliminated by you, Champion Natsume?"

Someone suddenly spoke up.

“Team Rainbow Rocket is much larger than we imagined. This defeat is just a drop in the ocean for them,” Natsume said calmly.

A drop in the ocean?
Many officials frowned, thinking that Natsume was exaggerating.

The entire region was cleared out. How could such a huge loss be just a drop in the ocean?
“Therefore, I propose,” Natsume’s voice was firm and resolute:

"We will integrate the region's top scientific research resources and establish a special task force to focus on cracking and reverse engineering 'Rotom applications' and related space technologies."

(End of this chapter)