Pokémon, but cultural invasion

Despite saying that, Quanshu felt a pang of heartache in his heart.

What a great opportunity! If we could mobilize the research institutions in Goldenrod City to develop VR and virtual stealth, or study the bond between trainers and Pokémon, that would be fantastic.

He stayed at the Goldenrod Gym for fear that Mewtwo would misunderstand.

Negotiations failed again, and Naz couldn't help but fall into self-doubt. Could it be that even the power of Golden City couldn't sway him?

What exactly went wrong?

Reluctantly, she had no choice but to implement the final plan.

"I understand. I will no longer request to restrict your personal freedom."

"Just let me stay within ten meters of you, give me a distance that allows me to trace back to the source instantly."

"In return, the Saffron City Gym Leader's authority will be partially open to you."

"And this one... Galar Gym Leader, Saffron City is willing to engage in deeper exchanges and trade with your city, and hopes that you will be in charge of the protection of the Izumo Tree for a period of time."

The deal that Nazja proposed this time is impeccable.

Qi Shu clenched his fist: "I'm a Padia, okay? And Brewlight City isn't bad either. I don't care about Golden City's favor."

She looked at Izumi and asked for his opinion.

Quanshu couldn't help but wonder; if Naz had proposed this plan earlier, he would have agreed long ago.

However, it's understandable. The heavy security he maintained along the way shows that, in Sabrina's eyes, the world is unfamiliar and dangerous after losing her superpowers.

"Pleasant to work with."

He reached out his hand to Naz.

"..."

After a moment's hesitation, Nazhe finally took off her white gloves and shook hands with him.

Golden City, the renowned and bustling metropolis of Kanto, is about to fall into the hands of despicable visitors from another world.

Chapter 89 The Tree Standing Tall on the Earth

The blazing sun outside the Golden Dojo was like a red-hot copper plate, softening the asphalt road surface.

Under the sparse sycamore trees, Izumi glanced back at Sabrina, who was holding a parasol. Espeon and Yakira beside her were on high alert, scanning their surroundings.

"Relax, do you want everyone to suspect something?"

Naz also realized that this appearance was too strange, after all, she usually preferred to be alone.

So she took back Yakira, leaving only Espeon.

"Qishi, I need to go to the filming location. Thank you for your help."

"I've never seen a movie film made before, so this is a good opportunity to visit."

Since the strange tree was idle anyway, it didn't really matter.

The two got into a taxi that had been hailed.

Naza's gaze sharpened, only to find that she hadn't teleported into the taxi; she hadn't yet gotten used to life without her superpowers.

Quanshu poked his head out from the passenger seat: "Aren't you getting in the car?"

Sun Eevee arched her calves.

Urged on, Naz awkwardly and uncomfortably bent down and sat in the back seat.

Vehicles were completely unnecessary for her; she could appear anywhere in Golden City in the blink of an eye.

For the first time in her life, Nazi was riding in a metal box, and the bumps from the speed bumps made her tremble with fear.

"Young people these days all love Eevee. My daughter has one too, and I'm struggling to figure out which evolution to use..."

As soon as we started the bus, the driver saw Eevee and Espeon in the rearview mirror and naturally started talking about Eevee.

But when he looked again, Naz appeared in his field of vision with a blank expression.

“Master Naz... I apologize for being so forward.”

The usually eloquent driver suddenly fell silent.

Quanshu couldn't help but wonder what kind of image Nazi had in the eyes of the citizens.

......

Special effects stadium.

As soon as Izumi entered, he saw Ultraman Tiga fighting a monster.

"just!"

A man in a red, blue, and purple leather suit rides on a four-legged creature with two horns on its head, thick and sturdy, and covered with rock spikes on its back.

The monster howled as it was struck relentlessly by a barrage of hand chops.

It was so tragic that Qishu covered his eyes: "What is this creature that looks like a Kodora?"

"Jakuma, an ultimate beast that lives underground and feeds mainly on rocks."

Qishu paused slightly, then murmured, "Ultra Beasts...aren't those the legends of Alola?"

"Adaptation is not about making things up randomly. It's perfectly reasonable to find suitable legends from all over the world to create something new, isn't it?"

Izumi stared at Nobuhiko, who was completely immersed in the role, exuding an Ultraman aura in every gesture.

"Why is Master Nazja here?"

A nervous Guangtai found him and asked cautiously.

"She said she wanted to visit the filming location in Tingxiang, just pretend she doesn't exist."

Quanshu glanced at Nazi, who was standing at attention ten meters away. The dull thud of flesh colliding was terrifying to her, so she stood far away.

"just!"

Tiga, now in his powerful form, leaped up and slashed, severing both of Gakuma's horns at the same time.

After a brutal beating, Tiga unleashed his ultimate attack, throwing out the Delasium Beam Stream, which shattered Gakuma into pieces.

Because there were no special effects, Kiju and Nazu were completely confused by this series of actions.

"Crack!"

Ah Che called a halt to filming, waving the script he had crumpled into a tube: "Cut, cut, cut, props team, prepare for the next scene."

Gakuma, who was lying dead on the ground, breathed a sigh of relief, while Asheng and Xiaodian, who were drenched in sweat, crawled out of their leather suits to get some fresh air.

Because the four-legged Jakuma is too large, it requires two people to work together to operate the suit, which is undoubtedly a torment in hot weather.

"You guys did a great job."

Nobuhiko removed his hood and encouraged his two apprentices.

He turned his head and saw Sabrina standing next to Seibou, who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. He almost thought he was seeing things.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Nobuhiko, whose knees were about to buckle, was supported by his two apprentices. "I'm fine," he said.

"Master, you should rest for a bit, lest you get heatstroke."

They hurriedly fed the master water.

Fortunately, Natsu only stayed for a short while before following Izumi into the inner area.

Nobuhiko smiled wryly; he still harbored the delusion of challenging Naz to a new challenge.

Unexpectedly, the moment the real person appeared, he was overwhelmed by nightmares and inner demons, and his blood rushed to his head, almost causing him to faint.

"Let's keep making movies."

Nobuhiko adjusted his mindset; perhaps he should seek guidance from his master, Asi, or his grandmaster, who was far away in the Galar region.

...

At the Victory Team's base, several team members are giving a passionate performance.

Izumi sat in the director's seat outside the venue, staring intently at the scenes in his memory.

The staff carrying the camera walked steadily, capturing the actors' facial expressions.

Qi Shu sat listlessly in the armchair, twirling the hotel key in his fingers.

The initial novelty of visiting the filming process quickly faded, and she realized that the interesting filmmaking process was actually a tedious thing.

Even the smallest mistake by an actor can lead to a reshoot.

By piling up numerous shots that had been tried multiple times, the film was refined into a tightly paced movie presented to the audience.

She began to understand why the film industry was in a slump.

"Boy!"

Eevee approached the larger Seibou with friendly curiosity.

Espeon's purple fur has a velvety sheen and feel, and she is intently guarding Sabrina.

Eevee stretched out its thieving claws and stroked Espeon's back, mimicking Izumi's movements.

"Yi!"

Espeon, disturbed from his work, glared at her.

Ibu retracted its paws in dissatisfaction, but didn't back down.

She circled around Eevee, especially admiring its thin, round tail that forked at the end.

What does Naz usually like to eat?

The two remained silent until it was the bored Qi Shu who started the conversation.

Naz determined that necessary dialogue would be beneficial for cooperation, and said, "Rice."

"I'm asking about your favorite dishes, snacks, or fruits, not your main meals."

Qi Shu was worried that he hadn't explained himself clearly, so he went over it again.

"Is there a difference?"

Naza looked at her: "So-called food, after being broken down by superpowers to confirm its safety and then stuffed into the stomach, is just the process by which the body absorbs nutrients."

It's hard to imagine that a human could say such a thing.

"What does Naz usually do?"

"Don't play."

What do you usually do?

"Work, eat, daydream, sleep."

Qi Shu asked blankly, "Then what's the point of such a life?"

“I may not have had one before, but now I have a clear goal.”

Sabrina's deep red pupils suddenly lit up, and she said with certainty, "Recover our strength, and then fight Him again."

"If I had known that move beforehand, I might not have lost."

Qishu clicked his tongue in amazement. Normally, trainers would command their Pokémon to fight, but Sabrina wanted to find that guy to fight.

Just as she was about to speak, a strange wave of emotion surged within her.

"coming!"

Naz's reaction was faster than lightning; her long hair, which was tied up at the back of her head, came loose, and strands of deep purple hair floated up.

A deep blue light shimmered in her ruby-like eyes.