Pokémon, but cultural invasion

The dojo master's questions were quite important, but fortunately they didn't ask any tricky questions; most of them were discussions about movie plots.

During the segment for ordinary visitors after the museum owner, Izumi hired a shill who answered the pre-set questions and answers fluently.

For example, sharing interesting stories from the filming process and the thought process behind the production.

Of course, real passersby were also randomly selected, and their questions were so varied that Izumi didn't know how to answer them.

For example: How does Oddish dress itself?

"Now for the last audience member's question..."

Ache looked at the cloaked figure in the last row as if possessed, "Let the one wearing the hood ask the question."

The staff handed him the microphone.

Looking at his ordinary appearance, Izumi felt an inexplicable sense of unease.

Who is he? Was he ever invited?

After a slight buzzing sound from the microphone, a hoarse, strange, and inhuman voice rang out:

"If all humans disappeared from the world, would a Pokémon utopia appear?"

Chapter 64 Ibrahimovic's Muscle Memory

The voice coming from under the cloak was strange; although it was across the entire screening room, it seemed to be ringing directly in my mind.

"If all humans disappeared from the world, would a Pokémon utopia appear?"

Quanshu was taken aback and could not answer for a moment.

The idea that humans cannot disappear is a false proposition.

After thinking for a long time, he said, "I don't know which kind of utopia you're referring to, but the fairy city where everyone is equal in the movie is almost impossible to exist."

"why?"

The cloak swayed slightly, and the surrounding air seemed to distort subtly.

"Aren't humans the root cause of Pokémon's misfortune?"

"They use Pokémon as tools for battle, and enjoy watching them fight; they use Pokémon for research and work; they poach baby Pokémon from all over the world, and enslave and sell them."

"And to create monsters without restraint in pursuit of one's ambitions."

Seeing that the other party was emotional and reacted strongly, Izumi guessed that he might be a member of some extreme Pokémon protection organization.

Izumi sighed, "Have you ever thought that humans and Pokémon shouldn't be separated, that they are one, or that humans themselves are a special kind of Pokémon?"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible. The fact that humans and Pokémon can understand and recognize each other is one of the best proofs."

"Humans can never truly understand Pokémon."

The stubborn Bao Bao person, Quan Shu didn't want to argue with him, and said: "Even if we take a step back and assume that humanity really disappears, the slavery and oppression you mentioned will still exist."

"The most intelligent Pokémon species, in a certain number, will eventually replace humans as 'New Humans' over a long period of time, continuing everything you've mentioned."

The cloak remained silent for a moment, but did not deny it. It pressed on, "Then why is it humans who are superior to other Pokémon?"

"I don't like the word 'overriding'; 'cooperation' is a more appropriate term for a mutually beneficial relationship."

"As for why it was humans, there are a multitude of explanations in natural history, evolutionary theory, and mythology, but I would like to share my own simple perspective with you."

"What makes humans special is empathy."

Empathy... Mewtwo clenched its fist under its cloak. It's nothing to be afraid of.

He can see into the hearts of living beings and touch their deepest thoughts and feelings.

"Humans can empathize with the struggles of weak Pokémon to survive, as well as the twilight of powerful Pokémon, something other Pokémon cannot do."

"For example, the highly intelligent Squid King could not empathize with Slowpoke, and Oddish could not experience the lightning speed of Fire Lion across the grassland."

"But humans can. They might even laugh and cry for two unrelated sprites on the screen and worry about their fate."

"That's what makes humans special."

Quanshu shrugged; he would admit defeat if the cloaked man continued to argue.

At the same time, a faint sense of unease spread through his heart. Why did he... have to say so much to the other person?

Instead of simply brushing off the Q&A session, he spoke freely and frankly.

“Empathy...the humans who created me don’t have such cumbersome emotions.”

Mewtwo murmured, "He deceived me, claiming he would help me control my power."

"In fact, he regarded me as a powerful deterrent and enjoyed the sense of superiority that this power brought him."

manufacture?

A term for a specific item appears on a person.

A flash of lightning seemed to strike Izumi's mind: the person under the cloak wasn't human at all!

The source of all the incongruity was explained. He glanced at every audience member present, and they were all in a dazed, half-asleep state.

"He is like that, and you and he are both human beings, so there shouldn't be too much difference between you."

"Since you keep talking about empathy and being special, what do the spirits that you drive and enslave mean to you, and what role do they play?"

"Answer me!"

The cloak fell away, revealing the true form of the elf beneath.

It had grayish-white skin, a short, wide mouth and nose, and square ears that stood up on the sides of its head. Its purple pupils stared at the spring tree.

He extended a hand composed of three spherical shapes: "Tell me your true thoughts hidden deep within your heart."

Mewtwo's sudden burst of power caught Izumi off guard, and he realized that he was in a very dangerous situation.

Unlike legendary Pokémon like Celebi and Manaphy, which you can just laugh at, Mewtwo truly harbors the intention to destroy all of humanity.

Including the Pokémon cloning structures He built on the new island, it can be considered an attempt to destroy humanity.

"My Pokémon are to me..."

Quanshu clutched his neck with both hands, forced to reveal his true feelings.

"Boy!"

Mewtwo glanced sideways and noticed the brown Pokémon that was attacking from the side.

"too weak."

He raised his arm, and a ring of crimson light shot out, enveloping Ib.

Surrounded by bizarre and chaotic illusions, Eevee, not knowing what she was seeing, fell to the ground and started laughing foolishly.

Mewtwo glanced at her, surprised that she was the first to wake up.

"They are my partners, my collaborators, my family."

Quanshu clutched his head; the most hidden part of his heart was undoubtedly his memories of his past life, which he had never revealed to anyone.

Now, stirred by Mewtwo, what slipped out wasn't just sincerity, but also the underlying code etched from surfing the internet in his past life: "Gardevoir, Bunny, Skirt-like Girl, Pheromosa, Sweetie...hehe..."

"The one that can't dance is the Earth Dragon, the one that can't fly is the Firmament, and the one caught in the Bug Net is Suicune..."

Mewtwo lost patience with his left-brain attacking right-brain and his nonsensical remarks.

He looked through the wall towards the distant horizon, where a figure riding a dragon was rushing towards him.

Having made a deal with that ambitious human, I cannot reveal myself for the time being.

"Forget it, what do you think is the essence of combat?"

泉树即答：“108-130-95-80-85-102！”

Has humanity been completely ruined?

Mewtwo brought his knuckles together and directly accessed his memories of "battles," revealing a bunch of data and strategies.

What is all this mess?

Also surging forth were seven years of journey and countless battles, both large and small.

A cold glint flashed in Mewtwo's eyes. He spoke sweet words, but in reality, he treated Pokémon as tools for battle.

A rose-red halo, symbolizing "spiritual breakthrough," shines in your hand.

"Boy!"

The angry roar from beside her startled Chaomeng.

The next instant, a "lightning bolt" struck its left abdomen, causing little damage but greatly surprising Mewtwo.

"Get rid of the illusionary beams in a short time?"

He looked at the baring-toothed Eevee.

During the seven years that this elf fought alongside humans, something strange seemed to have happened.

"Foolish elf, why do you stop me?"

"Eevee! Eevee!" Eevee stood firm.

"..."

Partner...family...companion," Mewtwo pondered the meaning of the three words, and withdrew its hand.

"I've changed my mind."

"call!"

The psychic power controlling Izumi Tree suddenly loosened, and he gasped for breath as he regained his freedom.

"I do not believe in your so-called empathy, nor in your description of the relationship between humans and elves."

Mewtwo’s voice echoed in his mind: “Therefore I will build a real elf city in reality, and you will be the witness.”

"But in return, you must prove your words are true and create a world where humans can empathize with Pokémon."

"I will keep an eye on you until then, and take your life when you slacken your guard."

After saying that, Mewtwo disappeared from the spot.

"gone?"

Quanshu touched himself all over and found that he was neither short nor lacking in weight.

The others still looked dazed and confused.

He ran off the stage, picked up Ibrahimovic, and confirmed that Ibrahimovic was also unharmed.

Although Mewtwo is relatively lenient with Pokémon, I couldn't rest easy without checking Izumi's appearance.

"Boy!"

Upon finding its private parts, Eevee whipped its tail and struck Izumi on the head.

She spread out her two tightly clenched little paws.

The spiraling black genes inside the small glass bottle were revealed.

The spring tree's heartbeat slowed by half a beat.

"You mean, you stole the gadgets from Mewtwo?"