Pokémon, but cultural invasion

The city hall also saved him a lot of trouble.

For example, the betting agreements signed recently with certain TV stations in other regions mean that soaring viewership will translate into exorbitant copyright fees.

The TV station staff proposed a cross-ocean meeting to discuss the matter again, but Quanshu put it off for various reasons.

Now that they've been told the meeting will take place at Golden City Hall, the radio personnel with connections immediately fell silent and stopped mentioning renegotiating.

With the proposal passed, a series of orders were issued from the city hall, and Goldenrod City launched its operation to capture stray Pokémon in the city.

The gray Pokémon that use the complex terrain to hide are only relative to ordinary people; Officer Jenny with Arcanine wouldn't have much difficulty catching them.

Flying-type Pokémon are not included in the plan due to their high mobility. After the operation ends, Murkrow will still be the main theme of aerial crime.

However, they are quite disciplined and can be restrained, provided that a consensus is reached with the leader of the crows.

Standing at the window of the city hall building, Izumi looked down at this magnificent city, with towering skyscrapers reaching into the clouds, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Has there been any recent change in the activity range of that mysterious elf?

He unusually showed concern for Mewtwo.

"Compared to when it was running around the world, its movements have become more stable recently. It spends most of its time on a certain island, and sometimes appears in Evergreen City and Golden City."

Nazie looked thoughtful. After more than two months of observation, she had basically determined the mysterious elves' stronghold.

He just needs to regain his superpowers to avenge his previous defeat.

"You want to fight Him again?"

Quanshu turned around and keenly noticed her strange behavior, which showed a mixture of revenge, excitement, and eagerness.

I advise you not to do that.

"why?"

Naz was puzzled.

Their relationship was different from before, and Izumi was a little worried that she would be slapped to death by the enraged Mewtwo.

At its current stage, Mewtwo is in a class of ferocity, even among legendary Pokémon.

"Humans have limits, but Pokémon may not."

Izumi sat back on the sofa. "Didn't you lose to Him the first time? Even if you regain your superpowers, you might not be His match."

"I was careless in our first encounter..."

Naz looked deflated and lowered her eyes, stubbornly sticking to her guns.

"You didn't use your full strength, but the other party may not be either. What if the strength they revealed is just the tip of the iceberg?"

Quanshu's words made a lot of sense, and Naz fell silent.

She was confident in her superpowers, believing that no psychic-type Pokémon she had ever seen was as powerful as her.

Sabrina already had a guess about why she was so badly defeated by a Psychic-type Pokémon she had never seen or heard of before.

With a unique appearance and unique moves, she tries to find the origin of the mysterious elves from myths and legends around the world.

But it failed; no legendary spirit matched His characteristics.

"Izumi-ki, you've tried to persuade me to give up more than once. About Him... do you know something?"

Naz suddenly asked a question without warning.

When he met her deep red eyes, which were eager to explore and held a glimmer of hope, Izumi's heartbeat slowed down.

He remained calm and said, "I just don't want to see you get hurt. After all, you lost your superpowers in one encounter, and there might be a life-threatening situation next time."

"is it?"

Naz looked away.

Not only is his future obscured, but mind-reading also fails to work.

"Let's go for baked rice for dinner. There's a newly opened restaurant in the South District. I heard their baked rice is authentically Padmén."

Quanshu changed the subject, noticing Naz's subtle disappointment and feeling a pang of guilt for deceiving her.

"Baked rice...do you need any new tableware?"

Nazi recalled the first time the three of them went out to eat noodles. She didn't know how to use chopsticks, and she couldn't learn to use them in a short time.

The embarrassing scene is still vivid in my mind, so it's important to know in advance what kind of tableware we might need.

"A regular spoon will do."

Are there any special pre-meal etiquette rules?

"No, regular handwashing is fine."

"Oh well."

Nazi stopped worrying; she had never tasted the flavors of the Padiya region before.

...

As Izumi pondered the answer to the initial question, Mewtwo spent most of its time on the new island.

Sure enough, His plan was proceeding smoothly.

A real-life version of the Elf City is unfolding on that uninhabited island in the South China Sea.

He had a premonition that he would soon be invited by Mewtwo to travel to the new island as a witness.

As long as Mewtwo doesn't attack him, Izumiki wouldn't mind taking a trip to New Island.

What would it be like to live in a community of highly intelligent elves?

Chapter 125 I should be paid for watching this movie

Autumn Boulevard in Miare, Carlos District.

Miare, known for its iconic Prism Tower and the Miare Art Museum, is the world's most populous city.

Carlos, who consider themselves the birthplace of modern art, has a discerning eye for art and is also the hometown of many famous critics.

Fashion critic, sports critic, film critic, music, dance, painting, novelist...

They are hailed as the voice of the Carlos people, representing the forefront and trends in various artistic fields.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Allion, because he is just a low-class film critic who makes easy money and piggybacks on negative publicity.

Bad reviews are always more engaging than good ones.

His job is to smear an ambiguous film as worthless, guide public opinion, and attract attention.

Of course, there are also techniques to giving negative reviews. You can't point your finger at someone and hurl insults, as that will make the audience think you are despicable. You also can't nitpick over a single flaw, as that will seem like making a mountain out of a molehill.

The best approach is to accurately identify the shortcomings, subtly create conflict, and let the audience argue among themselves and spontaneously attack the flaws in the work.

His restrained language and art of guidance are the fundamental reasons why he was not arrested by the cyber police.

Unfortunately, the decline of the film industry in recent years has meant that the happy days when Allion could freely comment from a high position are gone forever.

Even if the decline of the industry is partly due to these grassroots film critics, but... who cares?

The recent explosive popularity of Crazy Elf City seemed to be a sign of reviving the film industry, but Alion was very depressed.

The reason is simple: this movie cannot tolerate negative reviews.

I can't find any flaws in Ariocarpus; if I had to point one out, the lack of human actors in the film would barely count.

But that doesn't matter. If he points at white and calls it black, he'll be bombarded with spittle from the audience.

It's not that Alion dislikes the movie and insists on giving it a bad review; in fact, he quite likes watching it.

The problem is that with such rave reviews and all the critics praising him, what advantage does this little-known, low-level film critic have?

Crazy Elf City may be great, but what does it have to do with him?

Unable to reap the benefits of the film's immense popularity, Alion grew increasingly frustrated.

Fewer and fewer people are going to the movies, and his income from work is getting lower and lower. Fortunately, he recently received a paid sponsorship from the Plasma Team.

Praising "Sky Elf City".

Allion had no idea how many film critics had taken advantage of Team Plasma's shoddy work, but one more wouldn't make a difference.

Everyone has their own aesthetic sense. It is not illegal to praise a work without belittling others.

Alion readily accepted.

He knew pretty much what kind of movie it was without even watching it—a movie whose name completely imitated "Crazy Elf City" and whose production team even paid film critics to boost its reputation.

Despite having prepared himself mentally, the moment he saw the real person in the screening room of the Fuda Cinema with his ticket in hand, his level of understanding was still shattered.

Putting everything else aside, why do the actors in this movie, which imitates "Crazy Elf City" in terms of name, pacing, story structure, and plot, seem so reluctant to participate?

Alion didn't know what was wrong. Compared to the relaxed and natural demeanor of the Pokémon in the Garden Village movie, most of the Pokémon on Team Plasma's side looked like they had guns pointed at them.

The movements and expressions were quite stiff, while the voice actor was professional and full of emotion, but the contrast made it even more obvious and jarring.

There's not much to say about the plot; it's practically identical, if not 90% similar.

The soundtrack is so-so, the shot composition is very skillful, and the pacing is also decent. It's clear that this director has some talent.

But the audience doesn't care about these things. With the excellent "Crazy Elf City" as a precedent, they were attracted by the similar name, only to be served up this dish.

Alion could already hear the children making noise after finishing their popcorn, and quite a few people were getting up from their seats to go to the restroom.

By the end, the tragic love story between the two Flying-type Pokémon felt nothing like the romantic relationship between Nick and Judy.

It seems the production team went overboard, attempting to portray a grand, earth-shattering, and eternal love story.

The audience only saw a scene unsuitable for children: two elves meeting in a raging fire and embracing each other. Many parents covered their children's eyes and left indignantly halfway through.

Alion held the cardboard and paper and pen, his mind blank.

Does this director's understanding of the explosive popularity of "Crazy Elf City" only include the romance between Pokémon?

By simply applying the techniques of human cinema, the film's style became bizarre.

Alion swore that the scene of the two elves reluctantly getting close would rank second among the most cringe-worthy moments in his film review career.

As for the number one spot, it's the scene from the spiritual successor to the Pokémon and Trainers series after the Golden Age, where they really went head-to-head.

As the film neared its end, most of the audience members had left, but Alion's mind remained in a state of confusion.

Team Plasma should really pay him to watch this movie. Hmm, have they already paid? Never mind then.

How should this film be written, and from which angle should it be praised?

It's a complete rip-off, a mere copy. If anyone actually watches the movie because of his review, Alion would be torn to shreds.

But they're reluctant to give up the money they've already earned.

Arian picked up his pen...

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[Sky Elf City is a great movie; I recommend it to fans who haven't seen Zootopia.]

It's hard to imagine that this is written by a human, or that it was paid for.

"Anyone who hasn't seen Zootopia doesn't know how to watch movies."

Smura held his forehead, trying to suppress the throbbing, throbbing pain in his temples, and looked at Naga Kyouma, who was standing bowing behind the desk.

"Are you sure you didn't embezzle any funds while handling this matter?"

"I'm innocent! How could I dare?"

Chang Gongma knelt down with a thud, crying out, "It's Carlos's film critics who are heartless! They took the money and did nothing!"

Smura took a deep breath. These film critics' comments were all evasive and rambling, without a single word of praise.

[Standard-for], [No major flaws], [Suitable for people with leisure time]...