So charming, you want me to raise Pokémon?

Chapter 347 Wei Xin: I will always love Gardevoir, Sylveon... Marie, Lillie, Cynthia...

"You came up with the plan, but I have the authority to execute it," Cynthia scoffed, glancing at Wei Xin. "You think you can control me?"

In Cynthia's memory, when Wei Xin learned that the plan required her to enter the Reverse World and face Giratina, he stubbornly sealed the plan away. There were many reasons for this. The plan to create Arceus sounded far-fetched. Regardless of whether it would succeed or not, the resources required, the potential impact on the world, and even the sacrifices involved were all unpredictable.

But she won't tell Wei Xin about this now.

"Is this why you stole the plan when I wasn't looking and went into the Reversal World behind my back?" Wei Xin suddenly retorted.

Cynthia's expression froze. For a moment, she thought someone she knew had returned. She turned her head in shock and saw Wei Xin staring at her with slightly narrowed eyes, trying to read something from her eyes. Her youthful face and clear, yet intelligent and sharp eyes made her realize that Wei Xin was perfectly fine.

He was just too smart; he deduced what might happen in the future immediately.

"How come you're more sensitive than a woman catching her husband cheating?" Cynthia said coldly. "Sometimes your intelligence is quite frightening."

"It's not wisdom, it's understanding. I understand you better than anyone else—your personality, your thoughts, and the side of you that no one else knows. With this understanding, it's not hard to guess your behavior. Actually, there's a cute little Cynthia running around in my mind 24/7. She's the one who told me this," Wei Xin said, folding his nails. "But I don't usually try to guess what you're thinking. I have 100% trust in you, unless the situation is special and involves your safety."

This is not domination, it is love.

"You mean you think about me 24/7? Your sweet talk is quite fresh and subtle," Cynthia said coldly. "If you replaced 'understanding' with 'liking,' I might be even happier."

"If I didn't like you, how could I have fallen for your tricks?" Wei Xin could guess how Cynthia had made his future self lower his guard, but he couldn't be blamed. He could only blame Cynthia's beauty. He had just made a mistake that all men make. He complained, "Using your beauty to deceive me is too much. You know perfectly well that I trust you completely."

"I'm sorry." Cynthia's expression relaxed a little, whether it was because Wei Xin had coaxed her or because the ritual in the sky was about to end and Arceus's egg had begun to take full form.

Wei Xin didn't continue, focusing entirely on the god-making ceremony: "Will Arceus hatch in this world?"

Imagine their world is software or a program in a computer. The alpaca is the programmer sitting in front of the computer. Opening the program and software is like observing a multiverse. The alpaca's clone is the administrator account. Their world has been abandoned by the alpaca, most likely because the program's code has encountered an irreparable error.

For example, it was infected by a virus, which was actually Team Rainbow Rocket with a fake administrator account. The reason why Alpaca didn't delete them directly was that they were Alpaca's graduation materials, and he wanted to see if they could run again on their own. There were two other possibilities.

Firstly, they are antivirus software specifically designed for Team Rainbow Rocket by the alpacas.

Secondly, under the influence of the virus, they have become rogue software, which even the incompetent alpaca cannot delete.

Look at this alpaca, it's so lame.

Wei Xin is a person who has never believed in gods. The omnipotence of the Creator is nothing but the self-hypnosis of believers and the shameless lies of religion. His life must be in his own hands.

All these codes and programs have to do is one thing: save themselves. They will do whatever it takes to keep the program running, even if it means creating their own administrator accounts.

Even, if one has the ability, one could use this administrator account to step into a multicultural society and give the mastermind and the incompetent creator a resounding slap in the face.

"No, this is a world of consciousness, without a material foundation, without the soil for Arceus to fully hatch. What you see before you is just a projection. The true creator," Cynthia said, touching her lips with her finger and thinking for a moment, "should appear in your home soon, in the form of a Pokémon egg."

"Huh? My home?" Wei Xin craned his neck, pointing to himself in surprise. "Shouldn't it have been born in a Sinnoh ruin, like the Spear Pillar or something?"

At the same time, a surge of joy welled up inside him. Could it be that he was going to have an alpaca? An alpaca that belonged to him?

Alpaca, for your sake, I will collect all 18 stone slabs.

“Relics and location are not important,” Cynthia corrected. “As long as the three gods of consciousness and the three gods of matter are gathered together, and with the aid of specific rituals and procedures, Arceus can be born anywhere. Right now, you, me, and the Sun are all lying on your sofa, so the birthplace is naturally your house.”

"Okay, as long as it doesn't end up in the toilet drainpipe, I have no problem with it," Wei Xin said. "What else do you need me to do?"

He couldn't wait to go out and hug the alpaca.

"I need you dead," Cynthia said coldly.

"Okay, I'll do it now, huh?"

Wei Xin was stunned, and Gardevoir was also stunned. She immediately covered Wei Xin with both hands, afraid that the trainer would rush up in the next second. She had already lost a trainer once, and she couldn't lose a second time. Wei Xin pushed his head away from Gardevoir's thumb, and his palms were on Gardevoir's tiger's mouth. He showed half of his head and looked at Cynthia with a look of astonishment.

"Me, die?"

"That's right. Although Arceus will be born into this world, no one can guarantee that it will really want to protect the world. There are so many antisocial personalities in the world. What if it does? So we need someone who has a pure and unconditional love for the world, and is even willing to sacrifice themselves, to integrate their love and righteousness into Arceus before its consciousness takes shape, and to eliminate this possibility. This is what the people of the Eastern Dynasty call martyrdom."

"On this point, Chi Ri has a history of such behavior, so it won't work. What if his old illness relapses? I, too, from the future, can't do it either. I know very well that I can't do it. Only you, Wei Xin, only you, chosen by Yukshi, have the right to be a martyr." Shirona's expression was serious.

Wei Xin fell into deep thought. Even he never expected that he would one day sacrifice himself for his cause. He had stepped in to save Fangyuan, but Fangyuan's disaster would affect the world. He was only risking his life, not determined to die. Losing his life was an accident. If he had known he would die, he might not have gone.

But now, knowing he will die, is he really to sacrifice himself willingly—just for a future world without him?

What a joke! What's the point of saving the world if he can't live happily in this world?

Even if it's just for the sake of the Pokémon at home, if the Pokémon at home lose him, if Gardevoir, Sylveon, and Diancie lose him.

It's just Arceus. Even without Arceus, so what? He could spend countless hours, dedicating the rest of his life to saving the world. He has the ability, the knowledge, the wisdom, and the plans to spare. Why would he sacrifice himself?

But what if Giovanni brought his Arceus into this world without Arceus?

If you finish your first playthrough and fail your second, is there still a chance to start a third playthrough?

The opportunity to create Arceus is extremely precious. Even if there is a next time, only he can be martyred. What if he doesn't even have the chance to be martyred?

"Sha!" Gardevoir cradled Wei Xin in her hands and placed him against her heart. Wei Xin turned his head and met Gardevoir's gaze. In those beautiful orange eyes, they saw each other and understood each other. Gardevoir knew what Wei Xin was going to do. Blue light flashed in her eyes, and powerful psychic energy erupted in an instant, binding Wei Xin's body.

Whether it's selfishness, losing her only chance, or being scolded by her trainer later, she doesn't care about any grand principles. Even if she has to use force, she will keep her trainer here.

As a trainer, Gardevoir was someone he had raised from a young age. How could he not know Gardevoir's thoughts? Wei Xin spoke up, his eyes filled with deep apology.

"I'm sorry for putting you with such an irresponsible trainer like me."

He immediately lowered his eyebrows, his eyes resolute: "Uxie, erase Gardevoir's memories."

"Shh!" Gardevoir almost cried out, and then Xerxes appeared in her field of vision. The moment she opened her eyes, Gardevoir's eyes widened suddenly. Her memories were deleted line by line, along with the fabricated soul, and her huge body disappeared, her arms hanging limply at her sides.

"The little guys at home will probably cry their eyes out later. Can I go out and make some arrangements for their funerals? Or write a letter to each of them?" Wei Xin turned to ask Xilona.

"No," Cynthia said seriously, "The ritual has already begun. You cannot leave this world with Uxie. Moreover, this time, your body has not dissipated, and Ho-Oh's feathers cannot save you."

"Wasn't there even time to say goodbye?"

Wei Xin lowered his head, scratching his ears and cheeks, looking somewhat irritable.

"Are you starting to hate me?" Cynthia asked. "Suddenly intruding into your dream, rewriting your script, and now forcing you to sacrifice yourself, I'm utterly wicked, aren't I? You can curse me now."

Wei Xin raised his head and gazed at Cynthia's face, her delicate features, her beautiful gray eyes, and the other Cynthia reflected in them. He tried to read something from this other Cynthia, to find another answer. In fact, he didn't need to sacrifice himself. Unfortunately, he couldn't find the answer he wanted. Wei Xin suddenly raised the corners of his mouth: "No, I will always love you."

Cynthia blinked, taken aback by Wei Xin's answer, and hesitated to speak.

"I feel honored to be able to show my righteous and awe-inspiring side in front of the girl I like."

Wei Xin turned to look at the sky, his eyes filled with tenderness: "I'm happier that it's me who has to sacrifice, not you. You must have suffered a lot along the way. Thank you for your hard work. When you get out, remember to tell Gardevoir, Sylveon, Ironhide, Diancie, Mimikyu—I will always love them, and also Marnie, Lillie, Korrina, Bea, Sylveon, Flareon, Lucia, Nemo—"

Besides his own Pokémon, he called out the names of all the girls he knew and was close to, some of whom he had only spent less than half a day with.

Cynthia slapped her forehead: "Do you really have to list all your crimes at a time like this? I was even a little touched just now, but now my feelings for you haven't changed at all."

"Wait a minute, I haven't finished yet," Wei Xin continued, "and there's Gadriya, Karuni, Alice, Naz, Xiaojuer, Qishu, and Lulina—"

Wei Xin called out the names of girls he hadn't met yet. There were many of them, including Cynthia, whom he had never even heard of. Others, such as Lusamine, Hunter J, and Coral, were all people who had done a lot of bad things, and Wei Xin actually liked them too.

No, are you planning to spread your magic all over the world? What happened to the righteous path turning evil? You're out of character, you know?

"Dr. Mustard Green —"

Shirona also heard her grandmother's name from Wei Xin's mouth. Her brows furrowed. No, this is no longer a matter of being indiscriminate in her sexuality. You're defying the heavens, and you're doing it right in front of me. Believe me, I'll strangle you. Her face instantly darkened, and she said unhappily, "You'd better just die already."

Wei Xin didn't stop. He was on the verge of death, and if he didn't finish what he had to say here, he wouldn't have another chance. He continued, "And Pipa, Gladio, Daigo, Michael—"

Wei Xin gave men's names this time, many of which were names that Cynthia had never heard of.

Xilona knew that Wei Xin was not from Chengdu. His orientation was completely normal, so normal that it couldn't be more normal. He was a pure straight man who would even feel nauseous if he had any overly intimate contact with other men. So there was only one possibility: Wei Xin might have special feelings for certain girls, but in general, he liked everyone in the world, whether they were good or bad. He even remembered everyone's name.

If Wei Xin were a pink, cute girl born on November 11th, 163cm tall and weighing 54.8kg, she would probably become some kind of idol.

Unfortunately, Wei Xin is not; he is a man.

"You scumbag!"

Cynthia laughed and cursed, her expression helpless, "Tell me, why would I fall for someone like this?"

"Why don't you just say you like this world?" Cynthia asked.

"Because I liked you all first, and then I liked this world. I love everything about you," Wei Xin said with a relieved expression after reciting the names in his mind. "Finally, there's one more crucial thing."

He turned his head, gazing into Cynthia's eyes, into that exquisite, beautiful face that seemed never to change. Her pupils, seemingly gleaming black from the mingling of so many emotions, spoke sincerely.

"I love you, Cynthia, no matter the past, present, or future, even if the world is destroyed, the creator abandons his creations, mercilessly deleting lines of code from the screen, matter is annihilated, consciousness dissipates, and the world falls into silent, eternal nothingness, I will still love you."

This was the most romantic confession Wei Xin could think of. With a bang, Cynthia's mind went blank, her mouth half-open, hesitant to speak.

"Well then, I'm leaving. If you have the chance later, remember to go find Celebi. If my body is still alive, with Celebi's power, I might be able to regain my consciousness. Also, remember to send Celebi to Padia's Sector Zero. The AI ​​robot created by Dr. Futu and his wife is in the deepest part. Celebi might be able to replace the robot with the real doctor. Pipa misses his parents quite a bit."

Celebi has the ability to fine-tune the world line, and he initially planned to do it himself when he had time.

But right now, there's no time.

He really wanted to see Pipa hug his parents and wail loudly.

Cynthia stared blankly as Wei Xin turned around, the smile on her face vanishing. His figure gradually merged into Gardevoir's body, drifting slowly towards the sky. Azelf followed closely behind. Only when they reached the highest point did Cynthia speak.

"Did you write down everything you just said? Good. Also, remember to settle accounts with him after we get out of here, including all the names he mentioned earlier."

Just thinking about Wei Xin's expression at that time made Xilona hum softly.

Wei Xin piloted Gardevoir into the sky. At the very bottom of Arceus's egg, in front of him were Starmie and Chimecho, who were about to completely merge. Within them were the consciousnesses of Sun and Mars. Using telepathy, Wei Xin found them, manipulated Gardevoir to reach out, grasped their consciousnesses, and extracted them.

Wei Xin emerged from Gardevoir, while Mesprit floated out from behind Red Sun. Uxie and Azelf, the three angels of consciousness, surrounded Wei Xin like holy angels, drifting towards the ring above his head. Then, a blue light emerged from Gardevoir's chest, closely following behind Wei Xin, and landed in front of him.

The moment they made contact, Wei Xin understood that it was Gardevoir's last remaining consciousness. Although its memories had been erased, the emotions that had been born in a short time—a pure love and reluctance—had caught up with it.

Wei Xin was unsure whether this emotion would affect the birth of Arceus. He looked at the three gods of consciousness, who exchanged glances. Azelf whispered something to one of them, and all three nodded in unison, indicating that Wei Xin should also take this emotion with him, as it would come in very handy later.

Wei Xin carefully held it in his hand and glanced back at Chi Ri.

"I'm sorry, there were originally two more theatrical versions planned, but it seems there won't be time to show them to you. I know you might still be unhappy, but even so, I want to ask you for a favor."

"You say it." After regaining his senses, Chi Ri had no resentment towards Wei Xin, only gratitude, from the bottom of his heart, thanking Wei Xin for saving his soul.

"Use your power to gather a group of trustworthy companions and do everything you can to protect the world."

With Red Sun's influence and capabilities, forming a super-large international peacekeeping force is not a problem, if the Galactic Team is still willing to trust him.

"I promise you," Chi Ri said firmly. "I swear by my name, to the Milky Way!"

Wei Xin nodded in satisfaction, glad that the world had gained another true fighter with ideals. Turning his head, the moment Wei Xin completely entered the circle, Arceus's egg in the sky was no longer a fleeting illusion.

With the intervention of the three gods of consciousness, a will merged into it, and a gentle yet dazzling golden light shone down, illuminating the entire world of consciousness.

If Wei Xin, who harbors a deep love for the world, were the creator, the world would not be destroyed. But precisely because of his boundless love for the world, Wei Xin could not be a heartless creator; he could only be a savior.

This will merged into the incubating Creator, enveloping it and becoming the foundation for the incubation of Arceus's consciousness, constantly guiding it toward a completely different path until it was crowned.

The world has already been born and does not need a creator; the world is about to be destroyed and what it needs is a savior.

It was not a divine gift, but rather a savior bestowed by humankind through human planning, supplemented by material and conscious means.

In reality, the white Pokémon egg that appeared in the dimly lit living room was coated with a layer of holy light gold. It seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, floating around the room and hovering for a moment in front of the three people on the sofa before finally gently landing in the arms of the black-haired youth in the middle.

Wei Xin's consciousness plunged into darkness, and from the darkness came a sigh, the source of which was himself.

Died again.

Dude, it was just a dream, how did it end up costing you your life?

Wei Xin quickly came to terms with it; he was already dead.

He then realized something was amiss. Hadn't his consciousness vanished? Where did these mental activities come from?

Is it a reward from Pinduoduo's 10 billion yuan subsidy program?

Something's not right. Nine points, or even—where is there any "or even"?

It even sounds similar to the pronunciation of female secondary sexual characteristics, which is quite amusing.

That's right, Wei Xin confirmed that his consciousness did exist, and he could even use puns.

Could it be that I'm not dead?

Before long, Wei Xin heard a familiar voice beside him.

Judging from the voice, he is a Sinnoh champion with blond hair, blue eyes, fair skin, beautiful appearance, long legs, and an archaeologist profession.

"Lazybones, get up! The sun's almost high in the sky!"

My butt, my butt's on the tree!

As the sound rang out, a dazzling golden sun appeared in Wei Xin's world, illuminating his consciousness. He raised his hand, shielding his eyes, and walked towards the sun. Until the moment he got close to the sun, all he saw was a flawless pure white. He pushed the light away.

He opened his eyes, and a dazzling white light appeared before him. A strand of golden hair fell into his field of vision, accompanied by a cold and beautiful face, like a towering snow mountain. When the snow mountain saw that he had woken up, the corners of its mouth raised a playful curve, and it smiled, like a winter lake thawing in spring, with the lake water bubbling out.

A flawless face, a masterpiece of craftsmanship, theoretically can only exist in the hands of an artist, or in an illustration painstakingly created by a graphic designer riding on top of a planner. The moment you see this face, you feel as if the portrait has opened its eyes and come to life. Wei Xin even saw his own bewildered self in those clear, turning eyes.

Holding a golden egg with a halo in his arms, and sitting on an old tram that rattles along, bright sunlight streams through the tram windows and fills the entire carriage. Chi Ri sits to Wei Xin's left, while Xi Lunna stands to his right. She loosens her grip on the overhead handrail, puts her hands behind her back, bends to the side, and brings her delicate face close to Wei Xin's eyes, her face showing curiosity and cunning.

"You're awake? How are you feeling?"

Wei Xin's mouth was half-open, his thoughts racing. After quickly piecing together all the information and the cause and effect, he blinked and understood everything. At the same time, recalling everything that had happened before, his confession, and his surrender, he exclaimed in shock: "Sister Baicai, you tricked me!!!"

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