Pokémon: All About the Breeding House

Chapter 538 The Real Champion, the Fake Champion

"Uncle, where are we going now?"

A young girl's voice rang out.

"Let's eat. It seems like we haven't taken you out to eat yet. Let's take this opportunity to have a meal and then explore the Hoenn region together."

"Okay~" "Thank you, Uncle~"

Fang Yan discussed it with Principal Sachi, and then took Shana and Tomoyo, who had just finished showering, for a stroll around Violet City.

They found a restaurant, and Fang Yan looked at the signboard at the entrance. The menu was full of set meals, some of which were Fang Yan's favorites, as well as many Chinese dishes. So Fang Yan led them inside.

Half an hour later.

Fang Yan and Gengar walked out with dark faces.

"What a rip-off! Not only is it expensive, but it tastes awful!"

Fang Yan walked along the road, constantly complaining about the restaurant where he had just eaten.

"With this level of skill, you're still calling yourself Carlos Chilin four-star? I wouldn't take it even if you paid me."

"Goblin!"

Exactly! There's no such thing as sour tofu pudding!

"And the cola chicken wings! Cola chicken wings are supposed to be sweet, but he served us spicy ones!" Tomoyo's cheeks were puffed up, and it was obvious that she was also angry.

"The chicken legs here are so small—but little Shana managed to eat one in two bites." Shana said crisply as she finished the chicken leg she brought from the restaurant in two bites.

Fang Yan glanced down at Shana, exchanged a look with Tomoyo, and then sighed.

Sure enough, this is so Shana.

To make up for the loss of dinner, Fang Yan took Shana, Tomoyo, and Gengar for a stroll in the food street.

Eat whatever you want to eat when you see it.

the other side.

"The original Groudon has returned to the volcano, and the volcano has stopped erupting."

"The original Kyogre has returned to the deep sea, and the tsunami has ended. The waters around Lilycove City will recede soon."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Daigo said, pressing his earpiece.

"This is our duty, Champion Daigo."

After hanging up, another call came in.

"Champion Daigo, what should we do with the lava left behind by Primal Groudon?"

"Lava? First, isolate the lava and prevent any ordinary people from approaching. I'm taking people now—"

"I will have Adam, the Gym Leader of Sootopolis City, handle this. Please cooperate with him."

"Master Adam? Received."

After hanging up, Daigo looked at his friend who had suddenly joined the call and asked wearily, "Have you finished dealing with things on your end?"

Mikoli leaned against the makeshift desk, her hands braced on the surface, took a deep breath, and then shook her head.

"There are too many, I don't know where to start."

Thinking of the data reported by the alliance, Mikoli said, "If only we had known about their awakening in advance, we wouldn't have suffered so many losses."

"That's how disasters are," Daigo said, patting him on the shoulder. "They always come out of nowhere."

"We can only do our best to do what we need to do."

"That's true." Mikoli nodded in agreement.

Seeing his friend regain his spirits, Daigo smiled and tapped the table, saying, "I feel like we're ready to start a new round of work."

Michael stood up, ready to get back to work.

"Speaking of which, where's Ailan?" Daigo looked around but couldn't find Ailan anywhere, so he asked in confusion.

"Ailan? He just said he wanted to help, so I let him take his girlfriend to help count the disaster relief supplies."

Mikoli, recalling Ai Lan's unusual behavior earlier, asked with a puzzled look, "Speaking of which, it was strange just now. I only told him to go with his girlfriend to help count the supplies, but his girlfriend just ran away."

Daigo laughed upon hearing this, his bright eyes filled with amusement, and then said, "Maybe he ran away because you broke the ice."

"Now that you've analyzed it, it actually makes sense?" Mikoli said.

He then glanced around, not seeing anyone, and asked疑惑地问道, "Speaking of which, Fang Yan isn't here either. Where did he go?"

Daigo looked around and indeed didn't see Fang Yan. Although he was a little puzzled, he still said, "Perhaps he left first because of something."

Daigo, recalling today's battle, couldn't help but sigh, "If it weren't for the dialect shopkeeper today, the losses in the Hoenn region might have been even greater, and the natural disasters would have continued."

"I had been thinking that if he had time to come to the Hoenn region, I would do my best to show him around our Hoenn region as a host. But before I could do my part as a host, he came to help us through our difficulties."

The young master of Devon Company must have sighed more than he had in his entire life today.

"Mikoli".

"Hmm?" Mikoli looked at his friend curiously and found him smiling at him.

"As expected, I can't let myself be away from battles for too long."

Daigo said softly.

Mikoli looked at Daigo, who had a confident smile on his face, and laughed out loud.

"Yes—we can't let ourselves be away from battles for too long—"

Mikuri leaned against the desk, looking up at the sky over Hoenn.

The sky over Hoenn is exceptionally beautiful today, with stars scattered throughout and occasionally emitting a golden glow.

Michael knew what his friend meant.

The battles they're referring to are battles against equally matched opponents, not battles against opponents who are significantly weaker than themselves.

Michael gazed at the stars in the sky, lost in thought.

It seems like Daigo hasn't made that expression in a long time, has he?

The desire to defeat all opponents.

Mikoli's lips curled up slightly.

Daigo has already made his decision, so I can't fall behind.

Thinking of this, Mikoli stood up straight, clapped her hands, and her long green hair swayed slightly in the wind.

"Time to go to work." Mikuri looked at Daigo.

"We need our champions not only on the battlefield, but also in the aftermath."

Daigo nodded. "After all, handling affairs is also a champion's responsibility, isn't it?"

After saying this, the two smiled at each other and then buried themselves in their own affairs.

Zijin City.

A movie theater whose name I can't remember.

Fang Yan was fast asleep in the chair, with Gengar, Shana, and Tomoyo sitting beside her, each holding a Tinker Bell and a Mini.

At this moment, he was intently watching the movie titled "I Want to Be the Pokémon Champion" playing on the screen.

Gengar sat next to Shana, watching intently as well.

Someone was fast asleep against the wall, their eyes half-closed.

Although the natural disasters caused by Pokémon have just passed, the people of the Hoenn region seem to have already gotten used to such things, so after the incident ended, the cities returned to their usual bustling state.

The city of Mauville was even more lively because many residents of the city of Lazio had come over.

This resulted in countless food stalls appearing in Zijin City tonight, and also caused Fang Yan, who was so drunk he was lying in his movie theater seat, fast asleep.

Tianguan Mountain.

The melancholy man with long purple hair and glasses had just finished his trip to Tianguan Mountain. He sat on the bronze bell, preparing to return to his residence to take a good shower and then get some sleep.

The phone rang.

Wusong hesitated for a moment before answering the call.

"King Wusong, there are a few urgent documents that require the champion's attention, but I can't reach Champion Zhulan. What should we do next?"

Wu Song breathed a sigh of relief. Oh, it was something the champion needed to handle. That's none of my business. I can finally go back to sleep.

"The Cynthia Champion is currently on a business trip in the Alola region. Please take any matters that require the Champion's attention to the breeding center; there's another one there—"

Wusong suddenly remembered that the owner of the breeding center seemed to have gone to the Hoenn region to deal with the revival of Kyogre and Groudon.

In other words—

There is currently no champion in the Sinnoh region.

And the only person left who can handle the championship matters is—

I'm alone —

Wusong closed his eyes in pain.

"The nursery? Okay, I'll deliver it there right now."

"No, no need to send it. Just send it back to the Alliance office. I'll go there and handle it now."

Wu Song spoke expressionlessly.

"Yes, I'll send it to the Alliance office right now."

After hanging up the phone, the bronze bell, which had heard Wusong making the call, turned around and flew towards the Alliance headquarters without needing Wusong's reminder.

Just as Wusong closed his eyes to rest for a while, the phone rang again.

Wu Song calmly answered the phone.

"King Wusong, that Deoxys has awakened and is now attacking the isolated room."

"Okay, I understand."

Wusong hung up the phone, and the bronze bell beneath him stopped flying. Its eyes flickered, as if asking Wusong where to go first.

"Deoxys is also being held at the Alliance headquarters. Let's go there first, and then go back to handle our affairs."

Upon hearing this, the bronze bell continued flying towards the Alliance headquarters.

For some reason, Bronze Bell felt that his trainer temper had become more stable, and he no longer felt the pain of working overtime as before.

Humans are strange; they clearly dislike working overtime, yet they still choose to do so.

Zijin City.

"Wow! So beautiful—"

Shana stared wide-eyed at the fireworks exploding in the sky above Violet City.

After watching the movie, Fang Yan and Gengar continued to stroll around Mauville City with the two little girls, and happened to come across a fireworks festival being held in Mauville City.

Shana, holding Tomoyo's hand, used her small body to weave through the crowd and squeeze to the front.

Fang Yan stood at the back, unable to squeeze in. He raised an eyebrow at Gengar, who quickly caught up and disappeared into Shana's shadow.

Fang Yan and the invisible Latias stood outside the crowd, watching the fireworks exploding overhead.

Alora region.

"Garuda, Dragon Dive!"

Garchomp transformed into a dragon god, slamming into Guzzlord and sending it flying back into Ultra Dimension.

"Gardedor, Magic Shine!"

The powerful fairy energy blasted the Masugamot away, and then an Ultra Ball was thrown out, capturing the Masugamot.

"Dragonite, Hyper Beam!"

Fang Yan walked beside Nine-Tails, with Shana and Tomoyo fast asleep on its back. Fang Yan glanced at Shana, who was still clutching a sausage tightly in her hand while asleep, and shook his head with a smile.

Perhaps because he was with them, they had a lot of fun today. Shana and Tomoyo did most of the talking all night, while he just listened quietly.

Even while they were playing, they wouldn't forget about me, and would keep coming over to ask if I wanted to play together.

If only they could stay like this forever, but it's a pity, their cotton-padded coats are already starting to let in the wind.

Carlos region.

Team Flare.

Vladali stood in front of the huge transparent glass window, looking at the colorful boulder floating in the center of the base. The boulder was covered with countless wires, and its energy was being continuously extracted.

Vladali clenched his fists, his eyes filled with excitement.

Soon, soon.

Vladali became increasingly agitated.

I am about to rewrite this ugly world!

"Study it carefully."

After speaking, Vladali turned and walked out of the office area, heading to another area.

In this area, there was only a huge glass container filled with a potion. In the potion was a Pokémon that looked like a cobra, with its eyes tightly closed and motionless.

Let the lines on your body draw your power and then give it back to you.

Its originally dark green body gradually turned reddish-black.

Flexali stepped forward, reached out and gently touched the glass, gazing at the Pokémon inside without saying a word.

After gazing silently at the Pokémon inside the glass container for a long time, Lysandre finally looked away and left.

Back in his office, Vladali sat down and dialed a phone.

"Ailan, how's things going on your end?"

"Representative, I am working with Mr. Daigo and the others to deal with the mess left behind by the original Groudon."

"Well done. Mr. Daigo and Champion Michael are champions I highly admire. If there's anything I can help you with, just let me know."

"Yes, sir, I understand."

"Okay, then you go ahead and get busy."

After hanging up the phone, Vladali sat quietly alone in his office chair.

He originally wanted to ask Ai Lan about the man named Fang Yan who suddenly appeared midway, but to avoid alerting him, he suppressed the impulse.

Did he see it? The process of him having someone take away the seven-colored boulder.

dialect----

Vladali pondered for a while, and finally ordered his men to investigate the dialect.

Before long, his men brought back the information about the dialect and handed it to Vladali.

Vladali took the message from Fangyan, glanced at it briefly, and frowned.

"Just the owner of a petting zoo? How could the owner of a petting zoo simultaneously gain the approval of both Regigigas, the Regigigas King, and Lugia, the sea god, and even have a Latias—"

The information in Vladali's possession only included a description of Fangyan, but not information about the various major events Fangyan had participated in.

Knowing that Fang Yan disliked publicity, Shirona had Wusong remove Fang Yan's name from some major events.

Not to mention his status as the second champion of the Sinnoh League.

Therefore, when the Flame Team went to investigate, they could only find out the most basic information about the dialect.

Vladali stared at the information in dialect before him and fell into deep thought once again.

For some reason, he had a vague premonition.

This dialect.

Absolutely not to be trifled with —

But so what if they're not easy to mess with?

His pursuit of his ideals will not be stopped by dialect.

He must destroy this ugly world and recreate a new, beautiful one.

He would not allow anyone to stand in his way until he achieved this goal.

If so, I will defeat him with my own hands!