Pokémon: The Sims.

Chapter 482 I'll Be Your Hiking Stick
The next ten days passed.

The uncles and aunts who accompanied the team left one by one.

By the last day, only thirteen people remained.

They climbed all the way to an altitude of 4000 meters, and then began the project of slowly moving the base camp upwards.

The reason for doing this.

This is to allow the body to gradually adapt to the environment at this altitude, ensuring that the blood oxygen level is above 85% every day before setting off.

If anyone's blood oxygen level drops below 80% that day, they will stop moving forward immediately.

If it drops below 70%, they will immediately descend 500 meters.

To Wu Ge's relief, the remaining team included a cook, a doctor, and a navigator.
In short, the daily work of the uncles and aunts is varied and diverse.

They don't need to worry about anything; as long as they follow the instructions honestly, there won't be any problems.

At an altitude of 4800 meters.

They began a three-day training exercise of 800 meters.

It involves traveling back and forth daily between 4800 meters and 5600 meters.

800 meters refers to the straight-line height.

In reality, I have to carry 5kg of weight and walk 12 kilometers every day.

This is to allow the body to adapt through bungee jumping so that blood oxygen levels can reach over 90% on the day of the final ascent.

One afternoon.

"Huff... I feel like I might be reaching my limit..."

The middle-aged man blushed, took a deep breath, and turned to look at the little golden retriever clinging to Wu Ge's arm.

"Wow, Cynthia, you're really strong. It's good to be young."

"Whoosh."

The tree next to him knelt down on the ground, panting heavily.

He was clearly in worse shape than the older man.

"Hehe, not at all, I'm far inferior to my uncles and aunts. I would have collapsed long ago without Lucario and Titi."

Cynthia shook her head.

She had long since thrown away her hiking stick.

Wearing a heavy down jacket and mountaineering boots, by evening each day, there was no strength left to hold a trekking pole.

She simply leaned against Lucario or Diancie, which was much easier than carrying that broken trekking stick.

"Whether it's the uncle or Cynthia, their physical condition still needs improvement."

Tianxi put her hands on her hips, shook her head, and looked at the two of them.

"Take a break."

The team leader looked at them and turned to smile as he spoke.

"Great~"

Upon hearing this, the man immediately lay down on the spot and tried his best to control his breathing.

The mountain wind howled as it swept across the exposed rock face, stirring up fine dust.

He raised one hand and touched the sun on the horizon.

It's clearly closer to the sun now.

But I feel even colder now.

"Whoosh..."

Shu Cai Guai sat down next to him, staring blankly at the hot breath he exhaled.

the other side.

Wu Ge found a rock, placed a cotton cushion on it, and sat down on it.

Cynthia sat down on Wu Ge's lap, snuggling close to him for warmth.

"Is it really that tiring? I don't feel tired at all."

Diancie clapped her little hands, then patted her cheeks.

"It's a bit cold."

As an underground creature, Diancie has relatively low resistance to cold.

If it weren't for her own strong abilities, and the fact that Wu Ge and Cynthia had stuck several heat packs inside her clothes, she wouldn't have been able to achieve this.

She could never reach that level.

The middle-aged man next to them, watching Wu Ge and Diancie who weren't even out of breath, couldn't help but let out a long sigh:

"Perhaps they are the legendary geniuses."

"Whoosh?"

"When I was twenty, I thought I was a genius when I first climbed a mountain, but now I have to admit that I am just an ordinary person."

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes.

I felt utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally.

"Whoosh."

Tree Monster reached out and patted the uncle.

Of course he remembered; back then, when it was just a basin, he thought so too.

They felt that as long as they were together, they could climb to a place where they could touch the sun with their bare hands.

But it's a pity.

They were too naive when they were young.

They can't touch the sun.

They couldn't even finish climbing Xiaoyao Mountain.

"Although I've accepted this, I still can't help but lament my own mediocrity."

"Whoosh~"

"Tree? That's a stretch."

"Whoosh?"

"Sorry, I might have to give up again this time. Look, the trekking poles I bought with all my savings are almost broken."

The middle-aged man stroked the hiking stick in his hand, its original color almost indistinguishable.

This hiking stick carries all the passion and dreams he had in his youth.

The pocket money I've saved up for over a decade.

All of it was used on this trekking pole, which was then hailed as the most resilient in the world.

What about now?
The middle-aged man tapped his hiking stick on a nearby rock.

His companion, who had been with him for over twenty years and witnessed his countless ambitious departures and subsequent setbacks, was so easily broken in two.

Just like every challenge he undertakes.

I always find countless reasonable excuses to turn around and go down the mountain when I'm still a long way from my goal, always thinking that I can do it next time.

As a young man, he had lofty ambitions, but his will was as thin as paper.

Hiking poles can be quite resilient.

But he didn't.

Therefore, the aurora plum blossoms located atop a mountain over 6,000 meters high will forever remain a sight he can never witness.

"."

Tree didn't imitate him this time.

He held the broken trekking pole in his hand and looked up toward the mountain peak.

Enveloped in mist and clouds, it was far out of reach.

Are their dreams, along with their broken trekking poles, destined to vanish completely?
"It's come to an end, huh? I guess it's about time for me to end too. Sigh."

The middle-aged man lowered his arms, muttering to himself in a somewhat bewildered manner.

"Do you think our climbing over the past twenty years has been meaningful at all?"

They persisted for twenty-eight years.

It's not as far as a young girl's first mountain climb.

Thud. Footsteps reached my ears.

Wu Ge pulled Cynthia over to the uncle and the monster:

"Doing your best to do what you love is meaningful in itself."

"Doing what you love with the people you love is more meaningful."

Cynthia put her arm around Wu Ge's and continued speaking with a smile.

"But here's the question: Uncle, did you really give it your all?"

Tianxi tilted her head slightly, her pure, gem-like eyes staring directly at the older man.

"Are you guys trying to comfort me? Haha, thanks, but..."

The middle-aged man looked up blankly at the energetic young people in front of him and smiled.

"Whoosh."

Tree Monster interrupted his dejected remarks.

"Tree? What did you say?"

The uncle stared wide-eyed and turned his head to look at the tree, no wonder.

A flicker of expectation, imperceptible even to himself, crossed his eyes.

Over the past two decades.

Tree Monster mentioned turning back home far more often than he did.

This time?
"Whoosh."

This time, I don't want to give up.

Tree Monster gripped the broken trekking stick in his hand tightly and turned to look at him:
"Whoosh!"

This hiking stick.

I've been with them for 28 years.

Together with them, I have witnessed countless snowstorms, sunrises, and sunsets.

This broken staff has long transcended its function as a tool; it is a witness to their climbing career.

At least.

I want to take this fallen companion with me to a place we've never been before, and to see the scenery we once longed for together.

"."

The uncle looked at the tree and his nose turned red.

I don't know if it was from the cold or from being moved.

He grasped the tree's hand, stood up, and turned to look at the mountain peak.

"Whoosh."

I'll be your hiking stick.

"Okay, I'm counting on you. This time, we must stick to it to the end."

The middle-aged man nodded emphatically.

We set off again.

Training exercises were conducted back and forth.

The other uncles and aunts were somewhat surprised to see that Uncle and Tree hadn't returned this time, but their eyes were filled with more relief and smiles.

The climb has reached its 14th day.

Most people have already adapted to this height.

They will attempt to reach the summit today, launching a final assault to complete the last 1200 meters within 14 hours.

And when breaking through to distances of 6000 meters and above.

They will begin receiving oxygen therapy to maintain blood oxygen levels.

4 points in the early hours.

It wasn't as dark as I had imagined on the mountaintop.

The sun doesn't give light.

Even a sky full of stars can illuminate the path beneath your feet.

"set off!"

"Oh oh oh!" xN
Cynthia and Diancie weakly raised their hands.

They were actually quite excited.

However, despite their good intentions, they lacked the strength to give a resounding response.

Over the past ten days or so.

Cynthia's face and lips turned a shade paler.

Meanwhile, Diancie was in a 'slow start' state due to the low temperature of the snowfield.

Basically, Wu Ge was the one pulling them uphill.

Speechless all the way.

There's no time for idle chatter on this last stretch of road.

The Pokémon could no longer playfully fight their way forward as they had when they were on the mountainside.

Everyone walked carefully on the steep, snow-covered hillside, keeping their heads down and carefully observing every inch of the ground beneath their feet, afraid that they might fall if they lost their focus.

Wu Ge gripped Cynthia and Diancie tightly with both hands.

Even though he knew he had the Sea King's Crown and that Cynthia had Garchomp.

But when I actually got to this point, I was still a little scared.

Stepping into this desolate region that seems to have been forgotten by the world, every step feels like walking on an unstable pile of rubble.

I looked back down the mountain.

All we could see were clouds.

Keep moving forward with your head down.

Time had lost its meaning here; they couldn't even tell what time it was by looking at the sky.

Even if you stay in one place to rest, you won't get a good rest.

Everyone's face was etched with fatigue.

What's rare is that...

This time, the uncle didn't shout that he wanted to go back.

There's no tree, of course.

They helped each other climb upwards, their eyes surprisingly filled with a kind of 'death wish'?
These two people.

They are clearly climbing upwards with a do-or-die spirit.

This time, I really left myself no way out.

a moment.

Everyone felt as if a beam of light, as if stained with blood, shone on their faces.

Look up.

But then the team leader raised his hand in a gesture.

Arrived.

Cynthia and Diancie exchanged a glance and helplessly reached out to slap each other.

The uncle and the tree stared wide-eyed ahead.

On the narrow, suffocating snow-capped mountaintop, a few seemingly bare plum trees stand between heaven and earth, with the sky as their blanket and the snow as their mat.

The aurora borealis, ablaze with color, serves as their only backdrop.

The uncle and Shu stood there blankly, letting the cold wind seep into their cotton-padded clothes through the gaps.

Aurora plum.

It wasn't as dazzling as they had imagined.

But it was more resilient than they had imagined.

Only the most resilient and indomitable mountaineers are qualified to witness the resilient and tenacious Aurora plum.

(End of this chapter)