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

Chapter 289 The solution to the problem is something only you can do!

Upon hearing Ling Feng's words, Will and Marcia were both invigorated.

The two of them, whose nerves had been stretched to the limit by Ling Feng's disappearance, finally felt a huge weight lifted off their shoulders when they saw him standing there unharmed and saying, "There's a way to solve this."

Will wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked in disbelief, "Really?"

Although he was the champion and the ruler of a realm in the spirit world, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness in the face of that almost incomprehensible and terrifying being.

Now that Ling Feng suddenly says he has a solution, he subconsciously wants to believe it, but he is also afraid that it is just empty talk.

Ling Feng did not answer immediately, but first observed the surrounding situation.

Although Giratina had suppressed the imposter, the Ghost-type Pokémon controlled by the mist around them did not disappear immediately. Instead, because they lost the control of the original Pokémon, they became even more violent and disorderly, running around like headless flies.

He turned to look at the two of them, his expression calm and composed, and began to explain the general method.

"Actually, the sealed creature is not a god; its true form is a flower rock monster."

As soon as Ling Feng finished speaking, Will and Marcia's expressions froze.

Flower Rock Monster?
The monster that almost wiped them out, and could even contend with the phantom of Ho-Oh, was actually a Flower Rock Monster?
Ling Feng knew they would find it hard to accept, so he continued to explain: "A long time ago, it obtained a fragment of the Reverse World, which contained a trace of Lord Giratina's power, thus giving it the ability to impersonate a god. But it was originally sealed away, and in order to break the seal, it used that black mist to absorb soul power."

At this point, Ling Feng pointed to the area in the distance that was still shrouded in darkness.

"That cloud of mist is the key to breaking the seal and the source of its power. It controls infected ghost Pokémon to attack other life forms in order to harvest souls and thus corrode the seal. As long as we defeat those ghost Pokémon carrying the mist and purify the mist, we can greatly delay the time it takes to break the seal, and even make it fall back into slumber."

This statement contains a tremendous amount of information.

Marcia and Will were completely stunned after hearing this.

How long was Ling Feng gone? He was only held by that giant claw for a short while. How come he came back as if he had a full-map vision, knowing everything about the enemy's true form, purpose, and weaknesses?

Will opened his mouth, wanting to ask something, but didn't know where to begin.

Ling Feng noticed their confusion, but he couldn't explain that he had a system, nor could he say that he had gone to see Giratina—Will probably didn't even know what Giratina was.

Just as he was about to change the subject, Marshall suddenly seemed to notice something was amiss.

Its large eyes were fixed on Ling Feng's chest, and the will-o'-the-wisps that were still flickering stopped for a moment in surprise.

"Wait a minute, where are your feathers?"

Marshall suddenly asked.

Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked down.

The phoenix feathers that were originally on his body have now disappeared.

Only after Marshall reminded him did he realize what was happening.

It seems that Giratina didn't return it to him?

That guy didn't seem to mention it before sending me back.

Ling Feng thought about it for a moment, but didn't really care.

Although the Phoenix Feather has a one-time self-defense effect, that effect has already been used up, and it is a disposable item before it can be recharged.

As for the other one... well, we'll see Giratina again eventually. A legendary Pokémon of that status wouldn't hold back a feather like this, right? It'll definitely return it to me.

Hmm, I think so?
Even if he doesn't return it, he now has the divine power Giratina gave him to protect him, so it's not a loss.

So he just shrugged.

"Oh, maybe it fell by accident, or someone took it."

Upon hearing this, Masado glared angrily with wide eyes.

The will-o'-the-wisps on its body suddenly shot up, clearly indicating that it was very angry.

"How could you say that! That's Lord Phoenix's feather! It's an extremely precious treasure, possessing the power to bring the dead back to life. You really don't know how to cherish it!"

In Marshall's view, the feather was entirely a matter of faith and symbolism.

This person just disappeared like that?
Ling Feng looked at Marcia's waving little hands and smiled helplessly.

"Okay, okay, it's my fault. I shouldn't have been so casual. I'll definitely find a way to get it back, alright?"

Ling Feng could only go along with it, lest this number one fan of the Phoenix King keep nagging in his ear.

Hearing Ling Feng's assurance, Marshall reluctantly gave up, and the color of the ghost fire on his body softened slightly.

But it was still a little uneasy, so it moved closer to Ling Feng and asked him directly through telepathy:

"Who took it? You're so capable, you shouldn't be unable to safeguard something like this, right? Was it the guy who kidnapped you?"

Ling Feng sighed inwardly; this guy was indeed clever.

Since he couldn't hide it any longer, he decided not to bother with it and answered in his mind, "You guessed right, it was indeed taken. But it probably wasn't intentionally kept; they probably just forgot. By the way, you should know Giratina, right?"

Upon hearing the words "Giratina," Mashad's expression immediately changed.

Their floating bodies stiffened for a moment, and a clear sense of fear, even a hint of disgust, flashed in their eyes.

"That guy... was he the one who contacted you just now?"

Marshall's voice carried a hint of disbelief, along with a touch of worry.

Ling Feng nodded and continued telepathically, "It seems you do know him. What's wrong? Is he famous?"

Marshado's expression became very complicated, as if she had remembered something unpleasant.

It circled twice in the air before replying somewhat dejectedly, "I know him... This guy doesn't have a good reputation. He's short-tempered, has an eccentric personality, and has never gotten along with Lord Ho-Oh. If he's the one who contacted you, then there's really nothing I can do... He even dared to steal Lord Ho-Oh's feather, that's too much! Once I reconnect with Lord Ho-Oh, I'm definitely going to complain!"

After saying that, Marshall seemed to remember Ling Feng's safety and quickly gave him some instructions:

"Also, never get too close to that guy in the future. He's no good. Although he's as strong as an adult, he never does things the way things are. Be careful he doesn't trick you..."

Ling Feng silently memorized this information.

It seems that Ho-Oh and Giratina don't get along very well, huh? As a result, Marshadow also has such a bad impression of Giratina.

Moreover, Giratina's reputation in the Pokémon world doesn't seem to be very positive, which was somewhat unexpected for him.

That's normal, though. After all, the divine beast that governs the reversed world represents distortion and destruction, so it's common for it to be feared by the world. He nodded, indicating that he had taken his advice to heart.

"Don't worry, I didn't plan to have any deep interaction with him. This time it was purely passive."

Seeing that Ling Feng was so cooperative, Marshado didn't say anything more, but still looked around with a wary gaze, as if Giratina might pop up again at any moment.

Will, standing to the side, watched the two of them, one exchanging glances and the other spinning in the air, without uttering a single word.

He weakly raised his hand, trying to make his presence known.

"Um... what are you guys talking about? Can I hear too?"

Damn it, I'm supposed to be the strongest realm master in the spirit world, a top-tier existence among all the trainers in the world, yet today I'm having doubts about my own strength and identity.

First, he couldn't beat those ghost Pokémon, and now even Ling Feng and Marshadow exclude him from their conversations.

This feeling is really unpleasant.

Marshall turned his head, rolled his eyes, and said bluntly, "With your abilities, you wouldn't know. Even if I told you, you wouldn't be able to solve it; you'd just be worrying unnecessarily."

Will choked so badly he almost couldn't catch his breath.

It's so frustrating, so incredibly frustrating.

He's a champion, after all. How come he's being looked down upon like this today?
Unfortunately, he really couldn't refute it, since he couldn't have held on to the situation just now.

He decisively stopped asking; if he continued, he feared he would be ridiculed to death by this guy.

So he took a deep breath, adjusted his mindset, and turned to look at Ling Feng.

At this moment, in his eyes, Ling Feng was no longer a capable young man, but someone who was... hard to describe in words.

He knew this Marshall, and he also knew the adult that Marshall mentioned.

He was just grabbed by that terrifying claw, yet he managed to come back alive, and now he seems completely unharmed.
If Will hadn't seen the Gengar he was raising with his own eyes, he would have suspected that Ling Feng was also some special Pokémon in disguise.

This level of existence is indeed not something one can easily inquire about.

Will coughed lightly to cover his embarrassment, then spoke to Ling Feng.

"Well, I won't ask about those secrets. You said you have a solution, and I believe you. But how exactly do you do it?"

He paused, a wry smile appearing on his face.

"In fact, the Spirit Realm lineage has always been fighting against the Spirit Realm Tide and those mists. In the past, we have also tried to fight back, wanting to go deep into the core area of ​​the mist to solve the source."

"But we soon discovered that the fog affected too many Pokémon over too wide an area, and those controlled Pokémon were not afraid of dying at all. Our proactive attacks were not only ineffective, but also resulted in heavy casualties. In the end, we were forced to defend, as we are now, to minimize our losses."

Will's words carried a hint of helplessness.

That was their painful lesson. Countless skilled members of the spirit world and powerful trainers sacrificed themselves in numerous counterattacks, only to end up with nothing. Since then, they have never attempted to launch a preemptive strike again, because the cost was too high.

Ling Feng listened to Will's account and nodded.

"I understand what you're saying. In the past, there really wasn't much that could be done. But things will be different now."

Ling Feng paused for a moment, seemingly organizing his thoughts.

This is indeed a difficult thing to explain.

You can't just say, "I'm going to make you a game, and you'll become stronger by playing it," can you?

His eyes lit up, and he immediately came up with a perfect excuse.

"Hmm... It's hard to explain the specific reasons to you honestly, but the lord said that something will happen that will make you stronger."

Will's head was spinning.

What's the matter? Getting stronger?

He immediately realized that perhaps some being, seeing the crisis facing the Spirit Realm, had decided to lend a helping hand and help the people of the Spirit Realm improve their strength.
But is that really possible?
Is it really possible for someone to be granted power directly—something that only exists in legends?
This is somewhat contrary to his understanding.

But looking at Ling Feng's confident expression, he had no choice but to believe him.

Will pondered for a moment, his eyes gradually hardening.

"Whatever it is, as long as it helps resolve this crisis. Is there anything I can do?"

He looked at Ling Feng and said seriously.

As the realm lord, sacrificing his life for the seal was his duty.

He's willing to act as bait or undertake any dangerous mission.

As long as it helps the spirit world overcome this crisis and solves the problem of that flower rock monster, what else is impossible?

Will's actions were already quite righteous, completely resembling a willingness to die for his cause.

Upon hearing this, Mashad's expression became very complicated.

It knew Will was a good person and a responsible world lord, but this matter was clearly not that simple.

Lord Ho-Oh is currently missing and cannot be contacted. As for the "Lord" Ling Feng mentioned, although he didn't explicitly say so, Ling Feng just asked it if it knew Giratina, and then it said it was that Lord…

Wait, could it really be Giratina?
Would that guy be so kind as to give his power to people from the spirit world?

Moreover, Giratina, like Ho-Oh, should already be in dire straits, right?
Giratina is trapped in the Distortion World, and Ho-Oh is nowhere to be found. At this point, where would they get the power to care about the lives of mortals?
Marcia couldn't understand it, she couldn't understand it at all.

The situation here is too complicated; it feels like it doesn't have enough brain cells to process it all.

Just as Marcia was still struggling with this question, Ling Feng spoke up.

"Indeed, there are things you can do, and only you can do this, Lord of the Realm."

Ling Feng looked at Will and explained:

"Hmm... Next, everyone will see something appear before their eyes. That thing will teach you how to fight the fog and how to cooperate. You just need to set an example and let everyone see the reality of that thing. As long as you take the lead in believing and practicing, others will naturally follow."

Will, however, didn't understand at all and felt completely lost.

"Saw something? What was it?"

(End of this chapter)