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

Chapter 708 Trans-Time Pursuit

Sixteen years ago, in the Red Sun's secret laboratory.

The atmosphere here was completely different from the huge, cold research institute that I later visited. It was more like a crowded, chaotic, yet passionately exploratory private workshop.

Young Chi Ri stood in front of an operating table filled with circuit boards and complex instruments, his brow furrowed, his eyes filled with confusion about the future and bewilderment at the current technological bottlenecks.

He held an early, rather crude-looking Rotom core carrier in his hand, seemingly troubled by some energy conduction problem.

At this moment, he did not yet possess the obsessive coldness and absolute sense of control that he would later develop; he was more like a talented but directionless young inventor.

Wang Luo's figure quietly appeared in the shadows of the corner of the laboratory.

He took a deep breath and changed his strategy.

He was also prepared to appear as a "prophet" or "mentor".

This time, however, he needs to strike the right balance, guiding the young Red Sun to abandon the dangerous Rotom technology and the research on the Reversal World, and turn to a "safer" direction, thus fundamentally eliminating future threats.

He straightened his collar, a mysterious and wise expression on his face, and prepared to emerge from the shadows to begin his "instruction" with seductive language.

"Red Sun! Don't listen to his nonsense!"

Another voice rang out.

Wang Luo turned his head in alarm and saw another "self" rushing in from another doorway of the laboratory, his face bearing the exact same "concern" and "wisdom" that he wanted to show at this moment.

The imposter didn't even glance at Zhen Wangluo before rushing straight to the young man Chiri. Without saying a word, he shoved a thick book with the title "Rotom's Fundamental Energy Theory and Application Framework (Abridged Edition)" into Chiri's hands.

"This is the right path! Be grounded and build a solid foundation! Those vague prophecies will only lead you astray!"

Natsume spoke with a firm and forceful tone, and his eyes were so "sincere" that it was outrageous.

The young man, Chi Ri, looked at the two identical "mentors" with extreme confusion and wariness on his face.

"Teacher, you have a twin brother?"

"No, I'm real, he's fake!"

Wang Luo was taken aback. After he revealed the truth, Chi Ri immediately understood the seriousness of the problem.

"Put that book down quickly!" Wang Luo looked at Chi Ri nervously.

Akari's suspicious gaze swept back and forth between Wang Luo and Natsume.

Finally, looking at the "secret manual" in his hand, which was well-organized, easy to understand, and perfectly solved most of his current confusion, he was overjoyed.

"This...this...this!"

Chi Ri was so excited that he trembled all over.

The next second, he suddenly pulled a red and white ball from his pocket, staring intently at the real Wang Luo, his tone icy cold.

"Do you think I can't tell who's real and who's fake?"

Seeing this scene, Wang Luo was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Before he could even utter his carefully prepared remarks, the other party completely shut him down with such a simple, crude, yet incisive approach!

"You son of a bitch!"

Wang Luo could no longer maintain his composure, swore, and gritted his teeth as he pressed the device on his chest again.

Whoosh—the figure vanished again.

Natsume shrugged, gave the wary young man Akari a knowing smile, sensed the fluctuations again, and gave chase.

He discovered that Wang Luo's time jumps did not seem to allow him to choose distant points in time at will; rather, they were more like passive, moving back a little bit each time.

This is the garbage dump where Chi Ri grew up decades ago.

Little Chi Ri was squatting in a makeshift "secret base" made of broken planks and sheet metal, resembling a doghouse, staring blankly at a disassembled old radio part, his eyes lonely and focused.

This time, Wang Luo was smarter. He changed into a simple women's outfit and softened his face, trying to approach Chi Ri as a "kind aunt" and use care and guidance to change Chi Ri's obsession with machinery from a young age.

He forced a gentle smile, held a few pieces of candy in his hand, and walked towards Little Red Sun.

"Little one, it must be so boring playing here all by yourself. How about Auntie takes you to the street to see what's happening?"

Just then, someone shouted, "Little Red Sun! Don't listen to her! She's a liar!"

Another "cross-dressing version of Wang Luo" has appeared.

This "auntie" looks kinder and gentler than Wang Luo, and the candy in her hand is bigger and prettier.

Moreover, it is larger and has a stronger maternal glow.

Natsume shielded Akari behind him, glaring at Mayura: "Are you trying to kidnap a child?! I've already notified Officer Jenny!"

Little Chiri looked at the two identical "aunties," his little face filled with fear and confusion. He instinctively hid behind the auntie who appeared later and seemed more reliable.

Wang Luo stared blankly at this guy whose disguise skills were almost on par with his own. His incredulous gaze slowly moved down to look at Natsume's disguise, which was even better than his own.

And that even more "righteous" posture than his own, an unprecedented sense of humiliation and powerlessness welled up in his heart.

He discovered that no matter what strategy or identity he used, the other party could always "impersonate" him faster, more realistically, and more effectively, and get ahead of him in doing what he wanted to do or was doing.

This feeling of being completely predicted, crushed, and even mocked by others almost drove Wang Luo to the brink of collapse.

He let out a furious roar of resentment, activated the device again, and disappeared.

Natsume patted Akari's head, stuffed him with a handful of high-quality candies and a few genuine "Children's Mechanical Enlightenment" books, and then disappeared again into the ripples of time and space.

A very old battlefield.

This time, the landing point of the time jump surprised Natsume slightly.

The scene before me is imbued with a profound sense of history.

The battlefield was a simple rammed earth surface, the surrounding stands were rough wooden benches, the buildings in the distance were old and simple, and the people's clothing was obviously from centuries ago.

The air was filled with the smell of dust and sweat, and a raw, passionate fighting atmosphere that was not yet bound by too many rules.

In this time and space, the Crimson Sun has clearly not yet been born.

That's strange, how did I suddenly end up here?

Natsume was incredibly curious; Wangluo's goal should always have been the Crimson Sun, and the people associated with it.

"You cowardly rat! Finally, you're not hiding anymore? Come on!"

Wang Luo appeared at the other end of the field, his face showing hysterical madness and a desperate determination.