Pokémon: Who let him leave Pallet Town?

Chapter 600 Main World Mutation

The cellar quickly split into two factions.

One group believes that the energy contained in the banknotes cannot be faked; it is genuine currency, and perhaps it's worth waiting and seeing.
The other side firmly believes that this is the devil's temptation, with fear overriding the desire for unknown rewards.

The argument continued for a long time, until night fell and the only light source in the dormitory became increasingly dim.

Amidst extreme fear and suspicion, the majority made their decision.

"We can't stay here and wait to die!" the older villager said in a low voice.

"Take advantage of the fact that 'person' thinks we're scared out of our wits and escape under the cover of night!"

"Yes! Run away!"

A few of the bolder young men began to cautiously explore the trapdoor.

Surprisingly, the door wasn't locked from the outside!

They were overjoyed, even more convinced that this was a trap—what prisoner is imprisoned without a locked door?
They exchanged glances, carefully pried open the trapdoor, and after confirming that it was quiet and empty outside, they slipped out one by one without making a sound.

He immediately took off running, rushing into the cold night of the Reversed World without looking back, desperately fleeing towards Green Town.

In the end, only twelve villagers remained.

They either still held onto a sliver of hope that the banknotes had power, or they were too terrified to move, or they felt that even if they fled back, they might be caught again, so they might as well stay and see how things went.

……

Above the cellar, in the shadows.

Natsume stood quietly behind a giant rock.

Beneath the green grass mask, the gaze calmly watched the fleeing figures disappear into the night, while sensing the twelve energy reactions left behind in the cellar—some trembling with anxiety, others with despair, and still others with a sliver of hope.

He did not stop him.

There is no need for this.

We don't need that many people to begin with.

However, considering that some might slip away along the way, Natsume captured all the able-bodied men at once.

"Twelve"

According to the plan, only nine people need to stay behind, and the energy extracted will be enough for Loletton to use.

Now that I've added a little turtle, it's pretty much the same.

He turned and left silently, as if blending into the night itself.

The next day, when Natsume opened the trapdoor again, he saw twelve villagers with bloodshot eyes, clearly having not slept all night and extremely nervous.

Without any preamble, he immediately started the production line demonstration.

When the first villager completed the process with trepidation, he not only did not feel any discomfort, but was also refreshed and received a brand new 1,000 yuan note.

The fear on his face was finally replaced by immense confusion and a hint of suppressed ecstasy.

The days that followed unfolded within this mechanical process.

Natsume arrives at a set time each day to start the "production line".

Watching the twelve villagers line up, their expressions a complex mix of tragic solemnity, like they were going to their execution, and a yearning for reward, as they completed the process of energy extraction and receiving their pay.

He observed secretly.

In the first few days, even those who stayed were still dominated by doubt and fear.

But the "one thousand yuan" that they actually receive every day, which brings them comfort and peace of mind, acts like the most effective lubricant, gradually smoothing out their anxiety.

A week later, Natsume gave them a day off.
"There are still holidays?"

The twelve villagers, their faces ashen, exchanged incredulous glances upon hearing the news.

"Yes, it's a holiday, you should leave now."

Natsume waved his hand, feeling a bit of a headache.

Things didn't go as he expected.

It's not that there's not enough energy, it's that there's too much!
Overflowed.

Loletta and the little turtle couldn't run out of food.

This is why Natsume had to find an excuse to stop working for a day.

"Here's the money, now go." Natsume waved his hand.

Paid leave?

The twelve villagers exchanged glances, thanked each other blankly, and then, as if by magic, collected their earnings for the past few days and embarked on their journey back to the village.

"That's strange, why is it overflowing?"

Natsume was completely baffled.

Based on his working hours, the platinum beads should be kept perfectly full every day.

Shaking his head, Natsume didn't think much of it and could only return to the cave to start feeding the little turtle energy.

How about I give you 100% of today's dividends?

"No—uh!!"

Talebagos refused.

"Forget it, let's just take a little more time."

Natsume looked at the bright green beads in his hand with a headache.

but
A sudden idea occurred to him.

Since I also possess the power to differentiate into eighteen attributes, can I, like Talebagos, come into contact with this thing?

After thinking for a moment, Natsume gripped tightly, using his telekinesis to draw in a bit of Giratina energy through his skin and channel it into his body.

“Buzz——!!!”

A sudden change occurred!

The massive amount of oily green energy that had been gently hovering around the platinum beads seemed to have instantly found an unprecedented and more attractive outlet!

They no longer overflowed in wisps, but surged towards Natsume like a flood bursting its banks, or as if they had encountered a black hole, rushing wildly and violently.

The strong tremor caused the green grass mask on Natsume's face to tilt to one side.

There was no time to react.

An unimaginably powerful torrent of energy instantly overwhelmed his subtle guidance of telekinesis, forcefully, directly, and without reservation pouring into his body.

His body stiffened abruptly, and his eyes beneath the green grass mask widened suddenly, his pupils instantly filled with endless, violent, oily green light.

The entire cave was bathed in a ghastly green light from the burst of energy, drawing the attention of the villagers who had come out, who turned to look back.

Thinking that Natsume was going to change his mind, they hurried along, galloping quickly towards the village.

Talebagos was so frightened that it quickly shrunk its head back into its shell.

Energy is still pouring in frantically.

"What's happening here?"

As the energy vortex gradually stabilized, Talebagos quietly peeked out and looked at Natsume, who was in the center of the oily green storm.

At this moment, in the main world.

Natsume stood in his own world, completely bewildered.

The world turned upside down—no, it defied gravity and floated up!

"what happened?"

Like a fish swimming in the sea, Natsume twists and turns, only to find himself getting further and further away from the ground.

A hole was torn open in the sky of the main world, and oily green energy poured in like a torrent.

"Could it be that, because of these energies, my main world has taken on some characteristics of the reverse world?"

Natsume was very surprised, but his intuition told him that things were far from simple.

In his main world, he can perfectly replicate various experiments in reality.

This means that the physical rules here are exactly the same as those in the real world.

Suddenly, Natsume remembered something the little turtle had said before.

The world attracts what it doesn't have.
The suction force that just erupted was the main world absorbing Kiratina's energy.
The moment this thought popped into his mind, Natsume was violently ejected from the main world.

(End of this chapter)