Pokémon: Who told him to come out of Pallet Town!

Chapter 690 There might be a problem with the ancestral graves.

At first, the three gods looked somewhat bewildered and uncertain.

But soon, their expressions changed.

Yukeshi's mushroom head began to tremble violently, as if receiving a massive amount of information;

A complex and vivid range of emotions flashed across Emlid's face, from surprise to anger to sadness.

Even the usually lazy Arknom widened his eyes and tensed his body, as if resisting some powerful impact of will.

"What is this? What is this?"

Amrido's voice trembled.

"Memories, so many fragments of memories!" Yukshi murmured.

"So confusing, yet so clear," Arknom murmured.

Under the resonance of the three gods' spiritual power, the originally chaotic characters and symbols on the computer screen began to dissolve away.

Instead, clear and continuous dynamic images appeared in the air like holographic projections.

And the main character in those images is none other than—the Crimson Sun!

The images depict fragments of memories from different periods of the Red Sun.

In his childhood, a little boy hid in a small cubicle in a junkyard, obsessively disassembling old appliances by the dim light of a flashlight, his face showing a focus and loneliness beyond his years.

During his youth, in a top-tier science and engineering laboratory, facing complex instruments and formulas, his eyes were filled with detachment and a deeper longing, as if searching for something that conventional science could not reach.

Upon seeing that the deciphered memory was of Akari, Natsume's expression changed slightly.

That small grid doesn't connect to any of the factories or bases in the Reverse World that the Crimson Sun is talking about.

Rather, it is the spiritual realm of the blazing sun!

However, why is his mental realm in the Reversal World?

Isn't that area now under the jurisdiction of Giralina?

Natsume was completely baffled.

wrong.

Natsume thought of the Rotom robots that were assembled one by one, and the Obsidian that was produced piece by piece.

Stone dragon scales.

Those were real; he had seen them in reality.

Just then, the murmuring voices of the three gods sounded from the side.

"Where did you download these memories from?!"

"Yes, yes, I saw something really scary!"

"This guy seems to be conducting some kind of terrifying experiment in the reverse world."

The fragments of memory were very scattered, and Natsume saw them as a jumbled mess, but in the eyes of the three gods in the lake, they were like a series of movies, all laid out before him.

"Have any people with this kind of ring on their fingers appeared in Akari's memories?"

Natsume took out the Hoenn Rainbow Rocket ring and asked the three lake gods about it.

The three mushroom-headed boys paused for a moment, then nodded involuntarily.

"Yes, there is!"

As they spoke, the three gods in the lake presented each memory fragment that matched Natsume's description individually.

Natsume froze on the spot when he saw the person wearing the "Sinnoh" region ring.

It wasn't a rainbow or a blazing sun, but rather...

"Wow, this person looks just like that Garchomp trainer from the other day!"

"Yes, yes, they're practically identical, the only difference being that one is male and the other is female."

The three gods of the lake were the first to offer their comments.

Natsume's lips twitched slightly, but he silently took out his phone and took a picture of the scene in front of him.

He immediately contacted Zhu Lan.

Meanwhile, Cynthia seems to still be on the field, having just finished her open tournament with Ash.

"The winner is Miss Zhu Lan!"

The referee's voice was deafening.

"Natsume, is something the matter?"

Zhu Lan seemed to be in a very good mood and asked with a cheerful expression.

"Um, about that ancestor you mentioned last time," Natsume said.

"I know, it's the information written by my ancestor, right? I'll send it to you later," Zhu Lan assured him, patting her chest.

"No, I meant to ask if your ancestors had graves."

Natsume remembered that Ran had said that her ancestor had died a long time ago after returning from the Reverse World.

"Otherwise, I go to offer sacrifices every Ghost Festival."

Zhu Lan felt that Natsume was acting strangely, especially with his hesitant expression.

"What do you need? Just say it. I'm very busy here," Zhu Lan said bluntly.

"Alright then, it's about your ancestors. Let me think about how to say it so you won't get angry."

Natsume looked up at the sky, seemingly deep in thought.

Zhu Lan was stunned.

This guy, whose way of speaking is quite offensive, actually considered this point.

That would definitely be very offensive.

Zhu Lan was ready, but then she saw that Natsume had finished thinking.

Natsume abandoned his suggestion to "Could you dig up the ancestral grave and see what's inside?" Instead, he said in a more tactful tone, "Miss Takeran, I think there's something wrong with your ancestral grave."

Bamboo Orchid: "???"

"Beep beep beep~"

The other party still angrily hung up the phone.

Natsume shrugged silently.

His wording was already very tactful.

"Their resilience needs to be improved."

Natsume clapped his hands and changed into the digging suit he had worn when he and Shigeru raided the cemetery in Maple City.

"Um, where are you going?"

Seeing Natsume's sudden change of appearance, the three gods of the lake quickly stepped forward.

"This guy, who looks a lot like Miss Zhulan, are we really just going to leave him alone?"

"I'm going there now to check the situation."

With that, Natsume turned and disappeared.

That's right, in Red Sun's memory, the Team Rainbow Rocket member who was in charge of the Sinnoh region and was in contact with him was a man who looked very similar to Cynthia!

The ancestor of the bamboo orchid—Wang Luo!

The next day.

"Natsume, why are you in my family's cemetery!?"

At the foot of a picturesque mountain, the roar of Bamboo Orchid echoed.

"Pikachu".

Among the contestants being given a chance to observe, one with parted hair was being carried by Zhu Lan.

"I informed you yesterday."

As a shovelful of dirt was thrown out, Natsume poked his head out, covered in dust.

Zhu Lan's vision went black, and she almost fainted.

Yesterday, at his own manor, he had an open match with Ash when Natsume received a phone call.

The content of the phone call made Zhu Lan somewhat uneasy.

Today, without a second thought, she drove to her family's cemetery.