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

Chapter 746 Going Home, Closed Loop

Mid-Autumn Festival.

Some people were horrified to discover that a huge object had appeared on the moon.

But in just a moment, the thing disappeared.

Moon.

"So I also have to find a divine being here..."

'

Natsume's lips twitched slightly.

The matter is not over.

According to Arceus, he also needs to find the gods who haven't traveled to this world and send them to the Pokémon world to complete the loop.

"That's strange, why is there so much population?"

Natsume merged with the Rotom Machine God, staring blankly at the azure planet.

The population is not just large, it's practically a Big Bang!

"Hiss, something's not right!"

Natsume quickly noticed that many of these countless people were exactly the same.

To be precise, in Natsume's eyes, there are countless versions of a person in a normal state!

It's like a slow-motion video; every "frame" is that person!

"This seems to be... everyone's timeline, everyone's past, present, and future?"

Natsume suddenly realized.

He suddenly realized that some of the rules of the Pokémon world seemed to apply to this world as well.

For example, when he left, he took a few divine duties from Arceus.

There aren't many varieties, only a few hundred.

It wasn't that Natsume wanted it, but Arceus felt that the proportion of divine power within the Rotom's body was too small.

It won't give!

Among them, there are no fewer than ten types related to time.

They have now all been incorporated into Rotom Machine God.

Without much hesitation, Natsume saw the timeline of the Great War.

According to the divine being's account, the other party was a person from this era.

A slightly messy room. The computer screen is lit, playing news about tense international situations.

A young man whose face resembled the god in Natsume's memory had a furrowed brow and was tightly clutching a plush toy of Arcanine.

The walls of his room were covered with Pokémon posters, and his bookshelves were crammed with related books, indicating that he was a hardcore enthusiast.

"Sigh, if only reality could be a utopian world like the Pokémon world."

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The young man stared at the screen, sighing unconsciously, and gently rubbed the doll in his arms.

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge, inexplicable pop-up window suddenly appeared on his computer screen. The background was a dazzling starry sky, and in the center were only a few large words: "Congratulations, you've won the grand prize! Click to travel through time."

And a prominent red [X] close button.

youth:"???"

He frowned, moved the mouse, and precisely clicked on the [X].

Nothing happened.

The [X] button even mischievously blinked once.

"Where did this malware/virus come from?"

He tried using keyboard shortcuts, but to no avail.

The pop-up window stubbornly occupies the center of the screen.

Just as he impatiently clicked the [X] button again, something unexpected happened.

The moment you click, the entire pop-up window bursts into a dazzling light! An irresistible suction force erupts from it.

"Ah!!!" The young man only had time to exclaim before he, along with the chair he was sitting on and the Growlithe plush toy in his arms, were sucked into the dazzling starlight.

Inside the room, only the computer, still playing the news, remained.

...In the Pokémon world, two thousand years ago, on the edge of a desolate battlefield.

Ripples spread through time and space, and a bewildered young man dressed in modern pajamas fell onto the grass along with a chair, still clutching a Growlithe plush toy tightly in his arms.

"Where...where am I?" He looked around in terror, and faint shouts of killing could be heard in the distance.

The sky was an unpolluted azure, and the air was strangely fresh.

Just then, a Pokémon egg with black and red stripes, radiating a warm white-gold luster, and several rough leather books written in the language of this era, briefly introducing common knowledge about the world, survival skills, and basic concepts of "Pokémon battles," gently landed in front of him.

youth:"???"

He read the words on the paper aloud, but became even more confused.

Welcome to the world of Pokémon!

youth:"?"

"Bang!"

A sword arrow fell, piercing his groin and embedding itself in the ground.

Luckily, it was a break.

"Ahhhhh!"

"What kind of Pokémon world is this?!"

The young man broke down and got up.

I discovered that I had indeed traveled through time.

However... this isn't the Pokémon world, but some ancient, war-torn ancient world!

"Bang!"

A Dragonite suddenly fell from the sky, its armor shattering, and blood and dirt splattered onto the young man's face.

He was stunned...

"Done!"

Natsume clapped his hands.

The divine being delivered it, and the Peace Dog's egg has also been "delivered after time travel".

Yes, the Peace Dog's ability to eliminate the mutated egg also has an effect on itself.

Having done all this, Natsume finally turned his gaze back to the planet before him.

Almost instantly, he found his home.

Without much hesitation, he retrieved all of his parents' timelines.

"You can interfere like this... Is this how it's from the perspective of a legendary beast?"

Natsume lowered his head, and Rotom lowered his head as they looked at the two orbs of light in their hands, filled with wonder.

He won't leave his parents here; the timeline here doesn't look peaceful going to come.

"Hiss. On another note, Pokémon's authority can influence this world."

'

Natsume turned around and looked at the moon.

Rotom lowered its head and looked up at the moon.

With a thought, Natsume threw out a large pile of colorful crystals, which disappeared the instant they touched the lunar soil.

These are all clergy positions.

After the God-Bodied Mech was destroyed, Natsume collected the scattered divine documents.

Most of them are incomplete.

But... if the authority from the Pokémon world can influence this world.

Who knows what new changes might occur if we bury these defective products on the moon!

Natsume looked down.

Sure enough, almost the instant these divine offices were established, the entire planet changed.

The fragments of the earth, the moisture of the ocean, the sparks of life, the glimmer of the spirit...

These divine powers, derived from different legendary Pokémon and slightly modified by Natsume, began to subtly influence the ground in an instant.

In time, the power of these debris will slowly be released, affecting the Earth through the Moon.

The land will expand, the oceans will become richer, resources will be regenerated... and it may even give rise to some Pokémon-like life forms with special abilities.

Natsume once again observes the timeline.

They discovered that the originally established timeline of the great war had disappeared.

Instead, it was shrouded in an unknown fog.

Natsume raised an eyebrow slightly.

This can be considered a way of fulfilling the wishes of the gods.

With a touch of melancholy, Natsume turned his gaze back to his homeland.

The whole world seemed to freeze. At that moment, he seemed to understand what the system meant when it said, "As long as you can go back, the other world..."

It means time has stopped.

Let the world just go on as it is!

After thinking for a moment, Natsume turned around, controlled Rotom-Amazing, and returned to the Pokémon universe.

Having traversed endless starry seas and pierced dimensional barriers, the Rotom Machine God, carrying Natsume's consciousness and hope, quietly returns.

In the Pokémon world, above Sunny Academy, the clouds and mist disperse.

The global anchoring beam that had lasted for an unknown period of time has long since been extinguished, and the remaining remnants of Team Rainbow Rocket have melted away as quickly as snow under the sun, thanks to the combined efforts of the League and legendary Pokémon from various regions.

Although the world is devastated, the vitality and hope for reconstruction have already begun to sprout on every inch of land scorched by war.

The machine silently landed in the central square of the academy, amidst countless researchers, trainers, and familiar faces gathered from all over—Ash, Cynthia, Professor Oak, Giovanni, and others.

Under the gazes of excitement, relief, or shock, they slowly disarmed themselves and returned to the size of a normal person.

Natsume stepped out from the energy aura that had not yet completely dissipated.

His gaze immediately locked onto the proud child's arms.

There was a golden cocoon-like thing there, which was the middle-parted hair that couldn't wake up.

"Mr. Natsume, he's still the same as before... he hasn't woken up."

The proud boy lowered his head in disappointment.

"fine."

Natsume patted her head and led her away into the distance.

At the edge of the plaza, the pure white light that floated silently, its aura dimmed countless times over, yet still exuding an undeniable presence, was a faint avatar left behind by Arceus before he fell into slumber and began to recover—or rather, a "customer service terminal."

Without exchanging pleasantries or celebrating, Natsume walked straight to the ball of light, his face showing an undisguised tension and urgency.

"Arceus,"

He got straight to the point, his voice not loud but clear enough to carry throughout the silent square.

"The middle-part hairstyle... how's it? You said it was about to wake up."

Everyone's hearts were in their throats. Ash gripped Pikachu's hand tightly, Proud held his breath, Professor Oak adjusted his glasses, and Giovanni's gaze was deep and thoughtful.

The pure white light rippled slightly, and Arceus's magnificent but noticeably weaker voice rang out directly in Natsume's consciousness in a way that only he could clearly perceive, carrying a subtle... indescribable tone.

"it..."

Arceus paused for a moment, seemingly considering his words.

Actually, there's no problem.

Natsume: "???"

He wondered if he had misheard, or if Arceus's power had waned, causing him to misunderstand.

"No, no problem? What do you mean? Didn't it fall into a near-eternal slumber because it overdrawn its resources?"

"To be precise," Arceus's voice seemed more subtle, even carrying a hint of almost human helplessness.

"Its original deficiency has long been replenished, even slightly surplused, thanks to the infusion of the world's original essence you absorbed during the 'Primordial' War, and the energy I later... well, was forced to provide funding for."

Natsume was even more confused: "Then why hasn't it woken up yet?"

Arceus was silent for two seconds, and the wisp of light seemed to dim slightly, as if concealing some emotion. Then, in a calm and even tone, but with content that would leave Natsume speechless, it stated: "Based on my last observation and analysis of its vital signs and superficial consciousness, its vital signs had fully returned to normal about three days ago, and it had regained its basic consciousness."

"The reason it continues to maintain the appearance of deep slumber and continues to emit faint fluctuations indicating a need for nourishment"

Arceus paused again, as if even the creator god thought what he was about to say was a bit outrageous.

"It's because it discovered that in this state, it can continuously receive high-purity, high-quality divine fragments as feed, without having to put in any effort."

"in short,"

Arceus, in a tone that seemed to summarize a universal truth, spoke the truth about the alpaca: "It is pretending to be asleep in order to get free food and water."

Natsume: "Huh?"

Natsume was stunned.

Ash, Professor Oak, Giovanni, and the trio were stunned.

The Pokémon standing by, including the Dragonite, Tyranitar, and Pikachu with their heads parted in concern, were stunned.

suddenly.

The proud child, who had been standing quietly to the side, holding a "golden cocoon" carefully wrapped in soft velvet in his arms, seemed to have sensed something.

Following the earlier instructions from the incarnation of Arceus, she carefully brought a fragment of a divine rank that radiated a pure glow close to the "golden cocoon," preparing to nourish it daily.

Just as the fragment was about to touch the surface of the "golden cocoon," it might have been Natsume's earth-shattering "Ha!" that startled him, or it might have been Arceus's merciless "exposure."

The quiet golden cocoon trembled almost imperceptibly.

The hand that was feeding the child froze in mid-air.

She looked down, staring incredulously at the object in her arms.

The luster flowing across the surface of the golden cocoon was momentarily disrupted in an extremely unnatural manner, and then, a crack thinner than a hair silently appeared.

Then came the second, the third...

"Snap!"

A faint cracking sound could be clearly heard in the silent square.

Under the stunned gazes of everyone, the golden cocoon peeled away piece by piece like a cheap eggshell, revealing a mass inside...

Shining with golden light, its fur glossy and smooth, even appearing slightly rounder than before it fell asleep, it was lying with its eyes closed.

Pikachu with its eyes open, limbs outstretched, and in a peaceful, sleeping pose.

"Hehehe..."

He grinned, his middle-parted hair parting, and looked at Natsume with a guilty expression.

"Pikachu!!!"

(End of the book)

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