Let you make a game, what the hell is Pokemon?.

Chapter 191 He broke through already?! (4k)

Cynthia stared at the line of cold white text on the screen, stunned for several seconds.

An indescribable sense of frustration surged up instantly, making her feel as if something was blocking her chest.

The feeling is like being fully focused on climbing a high mountain, just about to reach the summit and see the scenery behind it, when suddenly you lose your footing, and all your anticipation and tension plummet down.
It took her brain a few seconds to process the message that "the game is really over here."

A soft sigh, mixed with helplessness and intense resentment, escaped.

"It actually... stopped here..."

My fingers unconsciously touched the keyboard, as if that would make that frustrating message disappear.

She even subconsciously moved the mouse, clicked a few times on the now-useless interface, and pressed the Enter key, with a hint of unrealistic expectation.

But all is in vain.

The screen displayed only the gleaming emerald logo, accompanied by peaceful and melodious background music, creating a stark contrast to the earth-shattering, suspenseful atmosphere of moments before.

The dark figure that emerged from the Ultimate Hole was like a thorn piercing Cynthia's heart.

Is it an unprecedented Ultra Beast? Or a legendary Pokémon filled with malice?

Rayquaza has just gone through a fierce battle. How is it in condition? Can it still cope?

Liuli City is about to explode. It finally calmed down. Is it going to be bombed again now?
Countless questions swirled in my mind, but I couldn't find any answers.

The feeling of this story abruptly ending was even stronger than the emotion she felt when she faced her strongest opponent in her final battle to become champion.

An urgent urge to know what would happen next kept rising in my heart.
She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

As a Sinnoh champion, she knew very well that losing control of her emotions would not solve any problems.

Cynthia picked up her personal communicator from the table, her first thought being to call Watari.

If that guy knew there would be such amazing content later in the game, and that he was stuck in such a critical situation, his reaction would be quite interesting.

Furthermore, Cynthia also wanted to share information about Rayquaza, Kyogre, and Groudon with him; that was truly important.

But then, Cynthia's finger hovered over the dial key, but she didn't press it.

She imagined Wataru's anxious expression and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

Such a wonderful plot, especially the shock of Rayquaza's arrival, and that suspenseful ending...

If we spoiled the plot for Watanabe beforehand, it would deprive him of the opportunity to personally experience that heart-pounding content, which would indeed seem a bit unfair.

This subtle, somewhat torturous anticipation led her to finally put down the communicator.

Unable to continue playing the game, my mind was filled with thoughts and curiosity that desperately needed an outlet.

She stood up and looked out the window at the majestic silhouette of Tianguan Mountain standing tall in the night.

Oh right, maybe we can find something there...

While the information in the game is impressive, the developer known as "Wind" has never lied to anyone.
Having just confirmed the legend of Kyogre, she now harbors great curiosity about the existence of Groudon.

Just do it.

Cynthia put on her coat, and her figure once again blended into the night of the Sinnoh region.

She easily climbed Tianguan Mountain, passed through the hidden path partially covered by snow, and once again arrived at the giant tree known as the "Tree of Knowledge." Skillfully, she opened the hidden door and stepped into the inner passage.

Not far ahead, the shadows twisted in a familiar way.

【Hehehehe…】A clear, playful laugh rang out, and the Gengar that guarded the ancient library slowly appeared, hovering in mid-air, its large red eyes curiously observing Cynthia's return.

[Little Orchid? You're back so soon? Is my old man's library more comfortable than your Champion's Villa? Or has that 'Kyogre' clue you found last time gotten you into some new trouble?]

Cynthia gave Gengar a somewhat helpless smile in response to his teasing: "Senior, I have indeed encountered some... things that are very concerning. This time, I want to look up some records about 'Groudon'."

【Groudon?】Gengar exaggeratedly touched its round chin with its hand, making a thoughtful gesture:

Wow! You've broadened your horizons incredibly fast on this trip! Last time it was that guy from the ocean, and this time you've even brought up the creator of the earth?

Although its tone was cheerful, the deep light that flashed in its red eyes when it mentioned "the creator of the earth" did not escape Cynthia's notice.

Gengar floated closer, tilting its head, and asked with a hint of inquiry: "But Cynthia, are you sure you're looking for 'Groudon'? And not some other guy? That person's name isn't something you'd find in just any storybook."

“I’m sure.” Cynthia nodded firmly, her expression serious. “I saw a very… very detailed description in that special place. So I wanted to come and verify it.”

[Detailed description? How detailed? More detailed than my pile of old relics?] Gengar's curiosity seemed to be piqued, and it swung its short claws, pointing to a darker corner deeper in the library.

[Here, information about this guy is probably in that area where even the dust doesn't bother to move. Go find it yourself, but be careful not to choke on the smell of antiquity, hehehe!]

After saying that, it nimbly rolled over, seemingly intending to go back to napping, but before its figure disappeared into the shadows, it added: "However, I must warn you, there aren't as many records about 'Groudon' as there are about 'Kyogre.' How much you find depends on your luck and perseverance!"

Cynthia thanked them and walked towards that area. The books here were even older, many of the scrolls made of unique materials, exuding an aura of age.

She carefully brushed away the accumulated dust, and, using the light from the blue crystal beside her, began to intently flip through the pages.

To her surprise, she quickly found a parchment scroll. And the scroll depicted the earth-shattering battle between the three gods!
Below that, there are several hundred more words.

The good news is, she can read this language!

Cynthia strives to corroborate the epic battle between the three gods in the game with these obscure and often fragmentary ancient texts.

Every time she found a description that corresponded to the game's visuals, even if it was just a vague word, her heart would race.

She took out her notebook and carefully wrote down more detailed information about Groudon and Kyogre.

Just then, Cynthia thought for a moment, picked up a blank parchment scroll, took out ink and a pen, and began to write down what she had seen and heard in the game.

Knowledge should not be taken indiscriminately, but also shared in order to be passed down.

As she began writing about Rayquaza, describing its legend of soaring through the sky and quelling the conflict between the two gods with its absolute power, and even adding details about its slender and majestic form and powerful attack moves based on the game's CG, Gengar, which had seemed to have left, silently reappeared in the shadow of the bookshelf beside her.

"Oh? The Sky Dragon...you saw it too?" Gengar clicked its tongue, looking at the words and drawings Cynthia had written, its expression ambiguous. "You even memorized its fighting stance and the markings on its body? Cynthia, the 'record' you saw is a bit too vivid, isn't it? This isn't something you can just make up from imagination. Hehehe...I'm really interested in your 'special place' now."

Cynthia put down her pen, looked at Gengar, and asked seriously, "Senior, from what you're saying, Rayquaza really exists, right? It really possesses... the power to judge the two gods?"

Her childhood memories always felt like a dream. If it weren't for this game, she would have really doubted that it was all just a fantasy from her childhood.

Gengar floated to the top of a stone pillar, sat down, dangling its legs, and said casually, "Existence? Hehehe... The world is so big, there are always some ancient beings who like to stay in some corner where no one can find them and sleep soundly. As for the dragon shadow in the sky, I haven't heard any reliable news about its appearance for a very, very long time. As for its power..."

It drew out its words, its red eyes fixed on Cynthia, "[Do you really think something called 'The Judgment of Heaven' in ancient legends would just be out here to scare children?]"

It paused, then switched back to its playful tone: "But, well, that's all the old, worn-out rumors I know. After all, I wouldn't dare fly that high to disturb its peaceful slumber! What if it's too grumpy in the morning and gives me a good whack? My old bones can't take that! Oh dear!"

This seemingly joking attitude, which actually contained both confirmation and warning, made Cynthia's heart beat even faster.

Gengar did not deny Rayquaza's existence and power, and even hinted at its position as a Pokémon that surpasses ordinary legendary Pokémon.

She took a deep breath of the air, thick with the dust of time, and tightened her grip on the parchment scroll in her hand.

Speaking of which, who exactly is this developer called "Wind"? How is he able to so accurately recreate these legends that only exist in the oldest secrets?
Many questions lingered, but for now, the anxiety of being stuck at a crucial point in the game, and the desire to uncover the secrets behind Rayquaza, took over. She carefully put the notebook away and said to Gengar, who was hiding in the shadows, "Thank you for the reminder, senior. I'll be more careful."

"Hehehe, don't be so polite. Seeing you so energetic is quite amusing even to this old man." Gengar's voice came from all directions, tinged with a hint of laziness. "But, Cynthia, when you're chasing the ancient shadows, remember not to just look at the distance, watch your step too. Some truths might be more... glaring than you imagine. Alright, alright, I'm going back to my sweet dream now. Happy exploring!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the library fell silent again, with only the glow of the blue crystal remaining.

Gengar's final, meaningful reminder left Cynthia deep in thought.

She took one last look at the section of bookshelves containing forbidden knowledge, then turned and resolutely left the secret library.

Since the game can no longer continue for the time being, she must take action, whether it's to continue searching for clues in other intelligence or to re-examine those previously overlooked details in the real world.

Rayquaza's shadow, and the unknown black shadow emerging from Ultra Hole, hung like a giant sword overhead, urging her to continue forward.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the world.

Ling Feng sat in front of his computer and casually clicked on a movie from this world, intending to relax. However, he couldn't help but pause it after watching for less than half an hour.

The screen was filled with sparks and lightning, and the special effects of the Pokémon battles were indeed well done, but the plot was like it was written by a director who hadn't graduated from elementary school, and the actors' delivery of lines and expressions were also very dry, making him shake his head as he watched.

To be honest, the special effects in this movie probably cost a lot of money, but the script and the actors' acting skills were really not invested at all.

This is number one on the movie charts?

He leaned back in his chair, looking somewhat helpless.

Come to think of it, the world's entertainment industry, especially in film and television, seems to be still in a very early stage.

If we could bring over the classic Pokémon movies, such as "Battle of the Tower of Time" or "Bouquet of the Ice Age," with their storylines and emotional expressions, it would probably cause a sensation in the entire film and television industry!
Unfortunately, the system now explicitly restricts him to making games, so he'll have to put that idea on hold for now, which is a bit of a shame.
Just as he was pondering these things, a series of system notification messages suddenly popped up in the upper right corner of his vision without warning!
[Ding! This week's Shock Points have been settled!]

[Player PM-0734 from another world contributed 3200 Emotion Points!]

[Current World Player Emotional Points Contributed: 8500!]

Ling Feng's gaze swept over the numbers, and he stroked his chin.

The current world's points mainly come from the continued operation of Emerald. The emotional points brought by Dark Phantom should not have been settled yet, and the number of over 8000 is within his expectations.

What surprised him a little was that in the other world, "The Darkest Nightmare" had just been released and hadn't even had a proper pre-release hype, yet it had already contributed over three thousand emotion points.
This once again confirms the system's rule—new players experience the strongest emotional fluctuations when they first encounter the game, and thus receive the most points.

For veteran players, as their gaming experience deepens, their emotional threshold increases, making it much harder to evoke strong emotions and resulting in a significant reduction in points, unless they can break through their emotional threshold level.
However, considering how long Cynthia has been at level 2, this is indeed not an easy task.

The moment that thought crossed his mind, a line of text with a distinctive, dazzling gold border popped up, almost filling the center of his field of vision.

[Congratulations, host! Player "Cynthia's" emotional threshold level has been raised to LV3!]

Ling Feng suddenly sat up straight, stunned for a moment.

Ah? ?

What I said came true?

—So that's a breakthrough?

(End of this chapter)