Pokémon: I picked up a reborn Eevee at the start of the game.

If there is an afterlife, let me be your spirit again.

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"Squeak-"

The tightly closed hotel doors were blasted open with a tremendous force, the loud noise interrupting Chandelure, who was about to finish off Gengar.

It turned its head and looked, only to find that what had blasted open the door with tremendous force was a huge jaw covered with fine teeth.

Under the moonlight, the chin turned behind him, revealing a small, seemingly obedient and docile doll with cold eyes to all the elves and Xia Chen.

It's Mouth Baby!

The crystal chandelier was astonished, while Xia Chen was delighted.

The former was astonished because he couldn't understand why a big-mouthed baby would appear here at this time.

The latter was overjoyed because he had finally received his reinforcements.

Sure enough, a Togekiss flew through the air behind Mawkwa, and sitting on it was Miss Marshall, dressed in her pajamas.

She breathed a long sigh of relief when she saw that Xia Chen was safe and sound. Her face was full of anxiety.

She jumped off the Pokémon, pulled Xia Chen into her arms, and said in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry, I forgot to remind you to take the detour. Thank goodness you're alright."

Xia Chen had no time to appreciate the softness in his arms or the fragrance of her hair. He released her and said urgently, "Let's not talk about that now. Can you help me distract that Chandelure? I need to save Zoroar and Gengar."

Ma Xiu nodded, looking at the still dazed Chandelure, and said coldly, "Togekiss, Mawile!"

"Smack!"

"Tch!"

The two elves behind Ma Xiu immediately rushed out and charged towards the Crystal Lamp Spirit.

Both being Gym Leader level Pokémon, their strengths differ, and the wild Chandelure is clearly inferior to the two main Pokémon that Mashu has carefully trained in every aspect.

What's more, it's a two-on-one fight for justice.

Soon, Chandelure was forced to retreat and leave the location where Zoroar and Gengar were.

Seeing the somewhat agitated group of ghostly sprites around her, Ma Xiu threw out two more Poké Balls.

"Mr. Mime, Clefairy, control them!"

The remaining Pokémon were already at odds with each other due to their different factions, and with the addition of two Gym Leader level Pokémon controlling them, a large-scale conflict did not break out for the time being.

…………

Xia Chen knelt on the ground, looking at the charred body before him, so badly burned that it was almost unrecognizable, and felt utterly desperate.

This was the first time he had witnessed the true demise of a life in the elven world, and in such a cruel way.

His fists, hanging limply to the ground, were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white. A year after arriving in this world, Xia Chen, who had stepped out of the ivory tower, hated his own inadequacy for the first time.

If I had Miss Maxiu's strength, would I be unable to protect even the elf I love?

He suddenly realized how ridiculous his initial goal was. In the face of absolute power, life is truly as fragile as a piece of paper.

It's ridiculous that he was so pleased with himself for fooling Vladari and infiltrating Team Flare. If they really wanted to deal with him, he wouldn't have had a chance to fight back at all.

Not just Team Flare, but also Team Rocket, Team Aqua, Team Magma, Team Galaxy, and Team Plasma.

There's even a possibility that Team Rainbow Rocket might appear!

Having lived in the world of light for so long, I've almost forgotten the dark side of this world.

When they want to control or destroy the world, just like in a game, can they really escape?

Xia Chen felt she could no longer deceive herself.

I want to be stronger!

Become stronger than anyone else in the world!

Suddenly, Xia Chen felt a familiar and warm furry hand in his cold palm, and he tightly grasped the first elf he had encountered since coming into this world.

He said softly but firmly, "Eevee, we must become stronger, so strong that no one can harm the people and Pokémon we want to protect!"

"Buyi!"

……

Ma Xiu looked at Xia Chen kneeling on the ground with a complicated expression, feeling both gratified and sad.

Another boy has grown into a man in this world.

…………

Xia Chen gently stroked Soroya's charred body.

He wanted to imprint this scene, this tactile sensation, firmly in his memory to inspire himself.

But as soon as it was touched, something strange happened.

From Zoroya's charred body, strings of eerily pink gas seemed to be emerging.

Xia Chen was startled and instinctively wanted to let go, because he had never seen this situation before, neither in that world nor in this world.

But he had a gut feeling that he shouldn't let go and should let the pink smoke continue to condense.

He couldn't say what this intuition might bring, perhaps it was a turning point for Zoroah's resurrection?

This idea is ridiculous, because apart from the legendary Ho-Oh, almost no Pokémon in this world has the means to revive.

However, what happened before his eyes shocked Xia Chen, whose mood had already been fluctuating wildly that day, to an even greater degree.

Pink energy gas rose slowly from Zorua's charred body, gathering and condensing as if it were alive.

Gradually, as the amount of gas increases, the outlines they condense into become more and more distinct.

That's what Zoroah looks like!

Xia Chen was both surprised and delighted.

Although he didn't know what the gas was or how it condensed into Zoroah, none of that mattered as long as Zoroah could truly be resurrected or reincarnated!

As time passed, the physical features of Zoroa, formed from condensed gas, became increasingly clear.

A greyish-white body, red and white fur on the neck and tail, and orange pupils.

A new Zoroar has appeared, similar in size and shape to the original Zoroar, but with vastly different physical characteristics!

Because I really wanted to write about Zoroastrianism, I designed this plot, which I believe is reasonable.

It seems like they made dumplings just to have a plate of vinegar.

I'm predicting that some readers might say this chapter is a bit dark and cruel, etc.

Let me offer a brief explanation first.

Even in the most children's Pokémon anime, this kind of plot is not uncommon.

So I don't think I've deviated from my worldview.

And those of you who kept complaining about the main character's low presence...

This chapter introduces a small aspect of emotional growth.

As is well known, Elf literature is actually a type of ensemble literature.

The brilliance of the elves is no less important than that of the protagonist.

Because I don't want to write similar sprite templates anymore.

So in this chapter, I want to create a new elf.

A Soraya who says, "I hate this world, I only love you,"

Whether it can be written well remains to be seen; after all, this is just the beginning.

Wish me luck!

P.S. Last but not least, I highly recommend an elf novel, *The Elf Master of Laziness*.

Musketeer, one of my favorite Elf writers, I still feel resentful about the livestreaming master's abrupt ending (though I guess I don't have the right to say that).

The style inherited from the master of giving up,

And there's also the adorable Psyduck.

Everyone, come and see the ducks!

Sorry, I need to take a leave of absence.

Sorry, I've gone through several versions of Zoroya's story, which has delayed my writing progress.

Moreover, I've written 130,000 words in ten days since the book was published, and I'm really a bit tired. I also have to celebrate my dad's birthday tomorrow, so I'm taking a break. Please forgive me.

The original idea for Zorua's cheat was to create an interesting infinite flow story featuring a main god.

Zorua pulls other people or spirits into his dream world, where he gains rewards, such as abilities, by absorbing their fear value.

But this thing is really hard to control, it's easy to fall apart, and it's not good to put too much space on it, as it would affect the progress of the main world, so I wrote a little bit and then abandoned it.

Let's try a simple negative energy system. But it felt too mundane, and after writing a little bit, I didn't feel anything and it was rejected.

In the end, I came up with something somewhere in between, not too complicated, but not too mediocre either.

After making this decision, I ran out of time, and I also had to go home for a while, so I have to cancel today.

Next week I will try my best to update more than 8,000 words a day to make up for it, but I really can't do 10,000 words a day anymore.

My typing speed is too slow. I get home at six o'clock every day and have to type until midnight. I really can't take it anymore.

That's about it. Have a great weekend everyone!

Chapter 135 Zoroya: Hang Up! (4k two-in-one)

As his fading consciousness gradually coalesced, Zoroya found himself awakened in a warm embrace.

Having just regained consciousness, her mind was still somewhat hazy as she pondered the three philosophical questions that every intelligent life must grapple with.

who am I?