Pokémon: I picked up a reborn Eevee at the start of the game

If it weren't for Xerneas's Horn, which he obtained by chance, he might have perished in that misty forest.

Yveltal...it's time to get revenge!

Decided.

My goal: to return to Carlos!

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at the same time.

Kanto region, Crimson Town, Team Rocket underground base.

Since Mewtwo's energy began to fluctuate ten days ago, the entire research institute has been in a state of intense excitement.

Even the Rockets' top leader, Giovanni Sakaki, has come here to inspect the area two or three times.

He highly praised and affirmed the work of the research institute, and made a direct promise that if Mewtwo could really be created.

Everyone at the research institute gets a promotion and a raise, and each person is rewarded with one of the three starter Pokémon.

These material rewards are one aspect, but the spiritual pursuit of creating life has given the researchers an incredible boost of enthusiasm.

These days, they've been working tirelessly, almost day and night, on their research.

Developing nutrient solutions with higher energy density, refining the details of this unique life form, and monitoring fluctuations in various vital signs...

Finally, on May 10th, all the efforts paid off.

But no one could have predicted that this would be the beginning of a nightmare...

At one o'clock in the morning, urgent alarms blared throughout the entire research institute.

This was the first time since the building was established, and everyone understood what it meant—

"Mewtwo's life stats are about to reach 99%! All units, prepare accordingly!"

The data monitor's excited voice was broadcast to everyone.

Cheers, celebrations, and tears of joy filled the air, and a sense of elation quickly spread throughout the research institute.

They quickly got out of bed, grabbed a white lab coat, and headed towards the laboratory.

They didn't want to miss the birth of the legendary elves they had created with their own hands.

"Vital signs have reached 100%! Mewtwo is about to awaken!"

Good news kept coming in.

However, at that moment, the man's surprised voice came over the radio.

"Wait, the vital signs have actually... exceeded... 100%?"

boom--

A loud shattering sound rang out over the loudspeaker, followed by a burst of static.

Those who hadn't yet arrived at the lab looked at each other, unsure whether to go over.

"Where is that special Poké Ball developed by headquarters?"

Suddenly someone in the crowd asked a question.

"I've always been in Shabery."

"And what about Bob?"

"He...is gone."

…………

Inside the laboratory, a calm-looking humanoid elf with its eyes closed floated silently in the air, its body still covered with some viscous, transparent liquid.

It's Mewtwo!

Whether out of helplessness or unwillingness, the powerful and violent spiritual energy raged around Mewtwo, shattering everything in its path into dust.

The entire research room was filled with shards and fragments of glass and steel, and also contained some rather bloody and brutal items, such as...humans.rar

Fortunately, the intensity of the mental storm was extremely high. There was no pain, no screams, and the laboratory returned to calm, a lifeless calm.

Mewtwo slowly opened its eyes, its gaze sweeping indifferently over the surroundings as it looked at the destruction it had caused, without revealing a trace of emotion.

There was no trace of guilt or excitement after the torture and killing.

It simply breathed silently, perceiving everything in this world with an almost greedy intensity.

Then, the naturally intelligent brain began to ponder one question—Who am I?

"You are Mewtwo, my child."

Suddenly, the laboratory door opened, and an exceptionally kind-looking old man walked in and spoke to Mewtwo.

Beside him was an elf whose body was engulfed in flames.

Mewtwo? A child? And who is he?

No, the most important thing is, how did he hear what I was thinking?

In that instant, a flood of thoughts rushed through Mewtwo's mind, and then he looked warily at Blaine who had entered the room.

"You're probably wondering how I knew what you were thinking, aren't you?"

Chapel was not afraid, even though the sight before him was enough to terrify an ordinary person.

"Because I am your creator, how could I not understand what my child is thinking?"

His eyes were sincere, and his tone was kind and gentle.

“You must be very curious about this world. Come here, child, and I will tell you everything you want to know.”

He held up the deep purple Poké Ball with the letter "M" on it and spoke softly.

Mewtwo looked dazed, then slowly floated to Blaine's side, his emotions seemingly calming down.

Blaine gently placed the Poké Ball against Mewtwo's forehead, pressed the button, and a red light enveloped it. Mewtwo's body began to shrink and enter the ball.

It's captured!

The weight was finally lifted from Chaper's heart.

This Master Ball, developed by headquarters, was capable of forcibly capturing Moltres in its previous generation. After further improvements, Mewtwo is now an active Pokémon Ball...

With all the buffs stacked up, it's even more stable than Rayquaza sitting on Caterpie!

As Blair was thinking this, he didn't notice that the button on the Master Ball wasn't completely closed...

Suddenly, the Poké Ball shook violently, and a powerful burst of energy erupted from it.

Sensing danger beforehand, the Magmar beside Blaine launched its Master Ball and then tightly shielded Blaine beneath it.

then.

boom--

With a loud bang, the Poké Ball, made of special materials and craftsmanship, was torn to shreds by the brutal Spirit Blade.

Mewtwo bursts out of the ball!

The mere aftershock of the energy stunned the dragon, and even in its unconscious state, it instinctively shielded Blaine beneath it, preventing her from being harmed.

Mewtwo ignored it, glancing disgustedly at the Master Ball that had been reduced to rubble, before bursting out of the lab.

Suddenly, a series of panicked screams and cries for help echoed down the corridor.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

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On the other side, Yuanling Island.

"Oh, you're leaving again so soon after you just got back?"

When Chrissy heard Xia Chen say he was going to Carlos, she said with some confusion.

"Yes, my strength is still too weak. I need to go out and gain some experience."

Xia Chen replied as he packed his travel essentials.

This answer made Chrissy twitch the corner of her mouth.

You're still weak... so should I even live?

Xia Chen thought she was complaining about the heavy workload, so he quickly comforted her, "You'll have to work hard again during this time. I'll arrange for two more people to help you take care of the orchard. You can just focus on being the acting curator."

Although it sounds a bit strange that the acting gym leader's tenure far exceeds that of the actual gym leader, given Xia Chen's current "status in the martial arts world," no one in the Alliance Gym Management Department would have any objections.

"In short, I should be back before July or August. I still need to spend time preparing for the Donghuang Conference at the end of the year."

The Eastern Glory Tournament was an agreement he made with Crimson three years ago.

This was also his initial dream when he came to this world, besides becoming the curator.

As for preparation, it doesn't mean preparing for training battles or anything like that, but rather collecting eight badges.

This rule must be followed by everyone, not just the gym owner, but also champions from other regions.

Therefore, it is essential to set aside one or two months for gym training.

Everything on Yuanling Island is in order.

The next day, Xia Chen boarded a plane to Miare City in the Carlos region.

Two years later, Xia Chen returned to this bustling city.

I still remember that the main purpose of my last visit was to explore the secrets of the Fairy attribute, which also led to Sylveon's first opportunity.

This time, the purpose of the trip wasn't as strong; if anything, it was to cause trouble for Yveltal.

Regarding this question, Xia Chen decided to first inquire with Dr. Blatano.

Instead of going directly there, Xia Chen led Gardevoir on a stroll along the city's famous Champs-Élysées.

Because he had just gotten off the plane, he soon discovered that someone was watching him.

As for who it is?

Looking at the larger number of people in orange uniforms on the street compared to two years ago, the answer to this question becomes obvious.