Aspiring to become a Pokémon trainer

“Even a few days ago, Little Hoopa and he both disappeared without a trace, hiding in the dead of night. This shouldn’t have happened. If I really have to explain it, I can only blame that ancient demon god.”

"Moreover, because I have very little contact with the outside world, I don't know who to ask for help, and the rumor is not something I can just tell the public offhand."

Clutching the hem of her clothes and bowing her head, her disappointment was evident on her face.

"Isolated and helpless, surrounded by strangers, this sense of alienation is hard to suppress, I can understand."

She straightened up, walked up to the girl, and gently patted her shoulder.

Perhaps this seems a bit abrupt, but considering Mayali's identity, knowing that she was content with her lot and had lived in seclusion in the Valley of Creation under the protection of her family since childhood, and was somewhat out of touch with modern society, one can understand her helplessness and panic now that she has lost her brother.

The mission of the Super-Kings is to protect the Bottle of Punishment and safeguard the benevolent side of the Light Wheel Demon God, even though they are completely unaware that the child who accompanies them day and night is the Demon God himself.

Although Nan Yin is not a saint, she has a heart that can empathize. Once upon a time, she had a similar experience.

Since leaving school and entering society, she has encountered setbacks several times, and has also spent her nights in the pouring rain, enduring the cold wind.

Tasting bitterness in transformation, seeking strength in solitude, the loneliness along the way cannot be fully described in words.

Despite the difference in height and aura, Mei Yali couldn't help but lower her guard and burst into tears under the gentle eyes of the young girl.

Looking closely at this girl, who was as lovely as a bird, Nan Yin couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.

No matter how strong a person is, they need a listener, someone to confide their hardships to and rely on.

Perhaps that's why, after getting to know her, a girl as energetic as Korny would confide her true feelings, and after experiencing the joy of being understood and cared for, she would become a clingy little bird unwilling to let go.

Of course, seeing the other man throwing himself into her arms, the blonde girl pursed her lips, a hint of displeasure emanating from her.

“Ahem, Mei, let us understand that power in detail, the power known as the Overpower.”

Temporarily pausing to recount the story, Qinglu precisely identified the key point: her current ability to communicate with the gods was crucial to this journey.

It can be omitted, but should be used as a backup plan.

"Okay, I understand. Please close your eyes for a moment."

As the voice spoke, countless rays of light appeared in their field of vision, intertwining and extending like a net, reaching out in all directions.

With a slight frown, Nan Yin sensed a resonance between her own waveguide and telekinetic power and the former's super-overpowering force.

"This is?"

Before the confusion could even take hold, she felt her gaze begin to rise without limit.

Passing through bricks and tiles, through clouds, and across the Milky Way, as the view gradually calms, a beam of light shines down from the distance.

White as jade, warm as the sun, surrounded by a halo, with the sky above and the earth below.

It contains no impurities, no omissions; though it is silent, it interprets all the principles of the world.

It is the creator god, Arceus.

The moonlight is gentle, and the warm sun is comforting.

Here, day and night alternate, and stars revolve. Behind the gods, countless universes unfold their cycles of continuation and destruction, and countless unknown parallel possibilities.

"you......"

Looking up at the sky and seeing that majestic figure, even the usually composed Nan Yin couldn't help but use respectful language.

She never imagined that she would witness the creator god so abruptly at this moment.

[Doubt, restraint, lingering fear, and—familiarity and acceptance—all these emotions converge to form the true self.]

If a great bell tolls, its vast and boundless words will resonate in your heart.

Its form dissipated, and in the more distant universe, countless planets coalesced into a single entity.

First came crimson pupils, then a radiant golden halo, and finally pure white armor. Nothing else remained in sight but the divine body that shrouded the world.

"I......"

Clutching the hem of her clothes, gazing at the foundation upon which all things are built, the girl found herself unable to utter a word.

Yes, she was an outsider, a butterfly, and a different little flower. She didn't know how the person in front of her viewed her.

From very early times, a mystery has troubled Nanyin music.

As a soul from another world, why was she able to leave Earth and come to this world she longed for? Confusion often lingered in her heart. She enjoyed the company of the elves and the companionship of her lover, but she was also deeply uneasy about it.

If the legendary power can be explained, only this reason is sufficient to clarify everything.

The three legendary figures of Kalos could not do it, nor could Eterna, who possessed almost infinite energy.

They are already the core of a region's pantheon, and above them, only one possesses such qualifications and strength.

That is the God of Creation before us.

There is no need to worry or be afraid.

A drop of water falls into the pond, creating ripples that resonate deep within the soul.

"Why was I able to come to Carlos, to this... world?"

The voice grew softer and softer until it was barely audible, like a mosquito's buzz.

Even with all her might, Nan Yin's inner hesitation made it difficult for her to speak clearly, making this the most embarrassing moment she had ever experienced since setting foot on this land.

She was afraid of losing this life, which was so much better than before, and afraid that the former would uncover the truth and condemn her back to that harsh world.

As if sensing the girl's emotions, Arceus spoke softly.

[The cycle of life never ceases, and occasionally similarities appear. Two flowers will eventually bloom in the world, differing only in their location and experiences. Your yearning brings new life, while the original is content to replace mediocrity. This is an attempt I've made, an attempt to introduce an interesting variable, whether it's your lingering memories or so-called systemic things. Therefore, there's no need to worry.]

It is an explanation, an explanation that reveals the truth.

"...two similar flowers."

Muttering the words to herself, Nan Yin seemed to have a sudden realization after a moment of contemplation.

Exhausted from work, she sometimes complained to herself, sometimes sighed silently, and sometimes longed for warmth after getting slightly drunk.

This is the reason I set foot on this soil, and then came the fortunate fulfillment of my wishes.

The world is not the only place.

[Different choices at a single moment reveal an infinite number of parallel worlds.]

[In some worlds, the Tree of Origin is destroyed by war; in some worlds, the heartless achieve their desires; in some worlds, even I am betrayed...]

[I will not actively interfere in matters of the heart, but nature and all things within it are always yearning for a response; they all pray for their own good, and you are one of them, not specifically, but by chance.]

"Thank you for your attention, Al, Zeus."

With her head bowed low, she realized that this gift was too precious for the girl to repay.

With a slight nod, the creator god drew closer, casting his gaze upon Earth.

The world operates according to its own logic; the evolution from hostility to affinity between humans and elves is a natural process. What the future holds is not my concern, but yours.

Purple hair and brown skin, blonde beauty, and azure blue handsomeness—as soon as she spoke, several figures flashed through her mind.

They are the bridge, the backbone of the region, and the direction of the future.

[Don't underestimate yourself; you are part of it too. So, give it your all, nurturer—Nanyin.]

[I will watch, until the end of time, until the last page of history.]

My vision gradually blurred, and the feeling of falling enveloped my features. After the darkness, a concerned voice reached my ears.

"Are you alright, Nan Yin?"

The first thing that catches the eye is Korne's deep blue eyes, followed by a slender hand gently stroking her forehead.

Feeling the warmth transmitted through her fingertips, the girl didn't make a sound, but almost instinctively pulled the former into her arms.

"It's nothing, but having you all by my side..."

"very nice."

Chapter 280 Hoopa and the Super Demon God

Sensing her lover's unease, Korne suppressed her shyness at being embraced, leaving only the warmth on her lips.

"Hmph, enough with the nonsense. Of course I'll stay with you, now and in the future."

This wasn't a love confession, just a matter-of-fact agreement.

"it is good."

Their fingers intertwined, Nan Yin remained silent, yet filled the gaps between them.

After the initial shock subsided, she noticed that everyone around her was looking at her with concern.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Nan Yin, I didn't take into account the differences between different people when I was connecting the super-counter forces just now."

With her head bowed low, Mayali's face was full of apology.

"It's nothing, just a slight daze."

Brushing aside her apology, Nan Yin turned her gaze to the window. The omen of calamity hung like dark clouds over the Valley of Creation, sending chills down her spine.

"This is indeed an oversight, as the feedback from the Superpower is inconsistent. However, the root cause of this problem is now clear."

His gaze sharpened, becoming even more intense, and a serious expression settled over the man's face.

In the vision granted by the power of the super-counter, apart from the energy used for sealing, the Valley of Creation also harbors an exceptionally strong evil thought.

Greed, anger, arrogance... these are entities formed from all sorts of sins, the super demon god Hoopa, which means that the opponent is not far from escaping.

"The admonition of the heavens and the instructions of the sages—I'm afraid things are indeed developing in the worst possible direction, just as I suspected."

“Nanyin, the Valley of Creation holds a special position and is of great importance. The power wielded by the Demon God cannot be explained by common sense. We should, and must, gather all available forces.”

"Yes, I will inform Champion Karuni as soon as possible."

As the ancients have said, the super demon god Hoopa controls the evil thoughts of people and also has the great power to reverse the space of another dimension. It can project the existence of parallel worlds onto the soil beneath its feet and erode and manipulate it.

In the original story, this evil god summoned seven legendary figures who stood at the pinnacle of the region, causing immense disaster.

However, if it really comes down to a battle, even without the help of a champion, Nanyin still has plenty of confidence.

Pure white wings protect the earth, harmonizing with the warm sun. The gods of order gather in form, overseeing the world, while the small beasts that accompany them move forward side by side.

This is what I rely on.

[Try it boldly, girl... no matter what, the truth and the foundation of the world will always stand behind you.]

The pure white dragon manifested its form and spoke softly.

In the increasingly ethereal whispers, it seemed as if a gentle spring breeze brushed across her forehead.

[I will watch over this new epic, as before.]

Rahiram's whisper was like a warm current, soothing the last trace of unease from witnessing the rebirth of God.

“Let’s go.” Taking her lover’s hand, Nan Yin spoke softly, “Mr. Qinglu needs time to investigate the clues to Balza’s disappearance, and the chaos in the Valley of Creation also requires a more cautious approach. Until then…”

She tilted her head slightly, her gaze fixed on the bustling market outside the window, a rare, gentle smile playing on her lips.

"Let's address a more 'urgent' problem first."

Korni paused for a moment, then followed her gaze, her nose seemingly already catching the enticing aroma of caramel in the air. She instantly understood Nan Yin's meaning, her tense face immediately relaxing like snow melting in the sun, and she squeezed Nan Yin's hand tightly: "Yes! Replenish supplies! And... treat our frightened little hearts a little better."

Qinglu raised an eyebrow at the sudden switch in their demeanor, but ultimately just gave a helpless snort and waved her hand: "Go on, keep communication open. Don't let the sweets cloud your judgment and make you forget about the important matter."

That being said, his gaze swept across the market, clearly tacitly approving of this relaxed 'reconnaissance'—after all, the source of the chaos and the subsequent opportunities could also be hidden among the common people.

......

The Oasis Market in Desert City is like a pearl in the desert. The blazing sunlight is filtered by the overhead umbrellas, leaving only dappled shadows. The dry, dusty smell is mixed with the rich aroma of spices, the smoky scent of roasted meat, and the various calls of vendors, creating a vibrant atmosphere.

The stalls were filled with a dazzling array of goods: colorful desert fabrics with strange patterns; polished and unique minerals containing terrestrial energy; various shaped sand bonsai that were said to bring good luck; and piles of local fruits that exuded a sweet fragrance—plump and juicy sea buckthorn berries, golden cactus fruits, and honeydew melons covered with a layer of white frost.

Feeling the barrenness of the place, my lover beside me was like a joyful golden retriever, pulling me through the various stalls, stopping every now and then to curiously touch this and ask about that.

"Nanyin, what do you think of wearing this?"

"And this one, its ceramic pattern is so unique."

After putting down her wide-brimmed hat that shielded her from the sun, Korni picked up a pottery jar with a totem pattern from a nearby stall.

"Hmm, these totems seem to be ancient Carlos script, but the aging process is still somewhat rudimentary compared to the shapes of artifacts from the same period, and it won't fool an expert's eyes."

"It's fake."