Bottom-tier trainers in the Pokémon world

Upon returning to the Elf World, they arrived just in time for the Hunter's Guild's crucial attack on the Temple.

He had no choice but to don the "black coat of justice" and transform into the "Nightmare Messenger" to quell the situation. It's impossible for him not to be tired now.

However, since he had to go all the way with the act, he was waiting here for Yu Yue to appear.

"No, to show our sincerity, there are still many things left by our ancestors in the temple, which may bring you some benefits, Mr. Yanxia. Of course, if it is something that you, Mr. Fairy, need, we will do our duty without hesitation."

Yu Yue's attitude was very firm.

They were also very sincere in expressing their gratitude.

It seems that Xia Yan must get a satisfactory result.

They don't need to expect the so-called "fairy" to take good care of their Snow Peak Temple, but at least they shouldn't let the so-called "fairy" develop a bad impression of the temple.

He may not care about the things, or even want them, but he must make his attitude toward the temple clear.

Xia Yan's lips twitched.

The Snow Peak Temple has been passed down for so long, it's probably not much different from the "Meteor People" in Meteor Falls, so it must have a lot of good stuff, which he really wants.

But unfortunately, the current conditions don't allow it.

His backpack was already packed full, with almost no room left to put anything else in it.

In Regigigas's alternate dimension, he did indeed obtain a lot of good things and a large amount of resources, which is the basis for his confidence to make a bold statement about raising Doron Balto for three years.

As everyone knows, land reclamation is definitely the most profitable activity, and his experience in that alternate dimension was not much different from land reclamation.

If I go to pick out something now, and then find something I like but can't take it with me, wouldn't that make me feel uncomfortable?

After thinking for a moment, he said, "Goddess Yuyue, how about this? I don't know what the old man wants. Let me go back and ask him, and then I'll tell you. What do you think? Besides, I've been inside for a month and I'm really exhausted. My eyelids are still drooping."

As he spoke, he pointed to his eyes.

It was filled with many blood vessels.

Yu Yue said apologetically, "It was indeed my oversight. Mr. Yan Xia, please go and rest first. We can discuss this matter in detail later. Also, we should ask about the things that Mr. Fairy needs."

After a moment's thought, he continued, "Then let's postpone the time for now. Mr. Yan Xia, you can come to me anytime you need me. The temple doors will always be open to you."

"Okay." Xia Yan nodded.

He already had some ideas about his future path, which he estimated would require considerable resources and financial support. The Snow Peak Temple should be able to help him in that time.

“Then I’ll have someone arrange accommodations right away,” Yu Yue said.

"No, no need, don't bother. I have some things to take care of, don't worry about me."

With that, Xia Yan strode outside, preparing to leave.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Yan Xia," Yu Yue quickly called out to him.

"Ok?"

"Um... regarding hiring Mr. Yan Xia as our temple's 'representative' to contact the alliance..."

"Uh... how about we choose another one?" Xia Yan looked embarrassed.

Isn't this a situation where doing well is expected, and doing poorly results in neither side benefiting?

"please!"

"Okay, I got it. Just give me a call when you need it."

"Telephone?"

"Go find Cage, he knows."

Waving his hand, Xia Yan successfully walked out of the cave this time.

As I passed through the temple hall, I saw the Hunter Guild hunters, who were all bound.

They will be a sincere "gift" in this negotiation between the temple and the alliance.

Xia Yan glanced at them, but didn't see Joanna, so he didn't linger and left the Snow Peak Temple directly.

Outside, the moon was bright and the stars were few.

A biting cold wind swept across his face, instantly sobering Xia Yan up considerably.

"Don't let today's events cloud your judgment. There's still a huge gap between us." He told himself this in a voice only he could hear.

He summoned Kadabra and gently wiped his face with his palm.

"Walk."

"Yongji."

Yunjira nodded, enveloped in his superpowers, and teleported.

When Xia Yan opened his eyes again, he found himself in a dense forest.

"I'm here." Xia Yan's calm voice echoed through the forest.

Huhu——

Before long, with the flapping of its wings, a ferocious Salamence appeared in his sight, and on the Salamence sat a woman who looked somewhat disheveled.

She is the very same member of the Hunter's Guild that is attacking the Snow Peak Temple today, the future "Hunter J", now Joanna!

Chapter 194 My existence is the reason why the times are good!

Xuefeng City.

Pokémon Center.

Xia Yan slumped heavily onto the bed, feeling utterly exhausted.

I hadn't felt anything during this period of constant tension, but as soon as I relaxed, a heavy sense of fatigue washed over me like a tidal wave.

It impacted Xia Yan's spirit.

He gave up using his superpowers to resist and dispel the onslaught of fatigue.

It's unnecessary.

At the Pokémon Center, safety isn't a major concern; it's time to take a good rest.

After taking all the Poké Balls off his waist and summoning them, he didn't care about anything else and immediately fell into a deep sleep.

In my dreams, many experiences flashed through my mind like a slideshow.

It began when he left Golden City and boarded the St. Anus at the Port of Vermilion City in Vermilion City.

He would leave Regigigas in another dimension and personally collect some interest from Tomruch, whom he could only look up to before, to end the matter.

I've been through so much.

But at the same time, they also gained a lot, their strength was greatly improved, and the team had an additional main battle Pokémon with dual sword sheaths, a dragon-type Pokémon egg as a potential main battle Pokémon, and they even managed to trick a pseudo-legendary "Giratina" Dragapult.

And a large number of spirits to prepare for what's to come.

That night.

Xia Yan's dream was long and complicated.

Not only are there memories of the elf world, but also many scenes from past lives, and scenes pieced together from ancient times experienced.

On an unknown mountain, as a spoon of Alakazam, I witnessed the epic battle between Giratina, Palkia, and Dialga, and also saw the creator god Arceus, as well as the stone tablet fragments that have not been found to this day.

After entering Meteor Falls, we found a hidden space called "Meteor Village" that resembled a paradise. We met the "Meteor People," a clan that had lived for thousands of years, and witnessed their simple, idyllic life and the beautiful scenes of them interacting with the elves.

At the Snow Peak Temple in the Snow Peak Mountains, I entered the alternate dimension of Regigigas, a space like that of ancient times. I witnessed the audacity of the ancients, encountered Draco, and saw Regigigas create the three Titans, as well as the volcano and the Rhythmic Furnace of the Dragon Titan and the Electric Titan.

In Xia Yan's mind, the images that kept flowing around were like the modern society and the ancient world of the elf world clashing fiercely in his mind, constantly telling about their own beauty and advantages, and telling about their own strengths and weaknesses.

A clash between the old and the new era.

It is also a summary of everything Xia Yan experienced during this period.

Unsure whether it was a good dream or a nightmare, Xia Yan unconsciously frowned in his sleep.

Just outside the window of the room where he was sleeping, a dark figure suddenly appeared, like a nightmare from a dream, with a pair of deep blue eyes staring at him, their gaze shifting.

With a hint of curiosity, and a touch of surprise, she looked on.

A faint black halo emanated from its body, which was as black as night, and it fell upon Xia Yan.

As the black mist settled, Xia Yan's brows furrowed even more.

The images presented in the dream mostly turned into unpleasant scenes, whether from the ancient world or modern society.

The images he saw through the patterns on the Death Plate flashed by one by one, and his experiences of struggling in the lower rungs of society in Golden City were also presented scene by scene.

If you only look at these images, you'll find that this world is full of darkness and filth.

Living in such a world would be the greatest disaster.

Such an era is the worst of times.

"Baruya?"

Xia Yan didn't feel anything, nor did his Pokémon, but Dragapult, which was lying on the ground invisibly, raised its head.

His narrow eyes gazed out the window.

It sensed something there.

But for some reason, when I looked out the window, I couldn't see anything except the hazy, dark night outside.

He glanced at Xia Yan, whose expression was somewhat ferocious, and hesitated whether to wake him up directly and tell him the situation.

However, just as Dorombalto hesitated, a ray of moonlight suddenly shone into the room through the window and shone on Xia Yan.

The cunning white moonlight, tinged with a faint pink halo, dispelled some of the dark mist that shrouded Xia Yan.

This also slightly improved his expression.

In a dream.

The frequency of those chaotic, ugly, dirty, and vulgar images began to decrease, and some relatively beautiful images began to appear instead.

Within Meteor Village, the people of Meteor Village live in harmony with the spirits, men farming and women weaving; they find joy even in hardship, sharing joys and sorrows with the spirits; they train with Weedle; they play with their newly hatched Abra; they joke and chat about the world with Togepi; they discuss with Scabbard how to be more cautious; and they gently wipe the spirit egg, waiting for it to hatch...

"Baruya?"