Pokémon, but cultural invasion.

As the camera zooms out, it reveals a gladiatorial arena, with a high platform surrounded by adults dressed in identical attire.

Zooming out further, one can clearly see the uniquely styled wooden houses surrounding the arena, resembling wooden structures of watchtowers, the outline of an island, and the beginnings of a village.

When mutual understanding and acceptance between humans and dragons cease to exist, it could be a catastrophe.

As night fell, a sharp, low growl shattered the silence.

"The dragon is here! The dragon is here!"

Bunches of torches were lit, and the panicked cries of children and the excited shouts of adults echoed through the night.

Salamence, Noivern, and Hydreigon appear in the thick of night, grabbing barrels containing food and livestock, soaring freely.

Every now and then, it breathes fire, melting away the torrent of arrows.

The flashback, lasting just over ten seconds, shows a dragon attacking a village and stealing its food.

People fought back fiercely, using various weapons to attack the dragons in the sky.

The images were utterly shocking to the porter, who had received education on how to coexist peacefully with Pokémon in modern times.

That's too barbaric, that's going too far.

Sometimes, what's needed to set the wheels of history in motion is an unconventional soul.

Adults with bows drawn and arrows nocked, children waving weapons and cheering each other on, and a reddish-brown boy, thinner than the others, gazing at the night sky from the blacksmith's shop.

The porter was stunned when he saw his face clearly. Wasn't this the young version of Kanto champion A-du?

Compared to his current confident and spirited appearance, he seems immature and lacking in self-confidence.

The boy rushed out of the blacksmith's shop and, imitating his peers, operated the net-catching machine, aiming at the dragons in the sky. He launched the net as if on a whim, only to be met with a mournful dragon roar.

The scene shifts to him searching for traces of the dragon's fall in the forest, and he actually finds the black dragon entangled in a net.

So cool... I was totally blown away by the Black Dragon's design; it doesn't seem to belong to any known Pokémon.

It looks like both a cat and a dragon, cute yet handsome.

The boy called it the Night Fury.

The dragon caught in the net had lost its ability to resist and fell into a coma. The reddish-brown-haired boy, holding a dagger, approached step by step.

The porter immediately became restless, and given the barbarian tradition in the first half of the film, it wasn't hard to guess what he wanted to do.

But the dagger was aimed at the net, and the moment the ropes were cut, Night Fury stomped the boy under his foot with a claw.

The porter was startled. His sharp claws were aimed at the man's vulnerable neck; a gentle slash would surely draw blood.

Kelong watched the person warily for a while, then slowly released its claws.

Both the dragon and the man made decisions contrary to those of their own kind.

The porter suddenly realized that there was probably more than one incompatible soul; humans and Pokémon are both indispensable.

The screen started flickering.

The dragon's tail seemed to be injured, preventing it from flying. It was trapped in a small valley. The reddish-brown-haired boy approached it step by step out of curiosity.

Dragons and humans gradually attracted each other, drew closer, and complemented each other.

As the epic orchestral melody of "We Go With the Sky" begins, a boy rides a dragon, soaring high into the sky against the wind.

The porter was eagerly anticipating what would happen next, but the screen went dark.

"What do you mean?"

Just as he was about to embark on his first joint flight, the promotional video abruptly ended, and his surging emotions were also put on pause.

"It breaks here?"

Chapter 155 Who did it?!

The porter angrily exited the promotional video.

After all that buildup and anticipation, I thought it was going to be a cathartic release, but this is what I showed him?

Scrolling down to the comments section, as expected, it was filled with criticism.

"Quanshu is a real dog, isn't he? Other people's promotional videos showcase their strengths and advantages, but yours is all about covering things up?"

"What happens next? Don't tell me we have to wait until the movie is released to see!"

"I'm so worried, have they taken off yet?"

"In an era when humans and dragons were enemies, I couldn't understand how humans could win."

"Director Izumi has really returned to the classic route and started telling a serious story about people and Pokémon."

"You call shooting dragons with a crossbow a serious matter?"

Seeing such a heated discussion, the porter couldn't help but post, "Urgent, waiting online."

Hopefully, urging him to update more will work. He shook his head, went to bed, turned off his phone, and prepared to drift off into a sweet dream.

Even late at night, the trailer for "How to Train Your Dragon" still attracted tens of thousands of online viewers.

Trainer school students staying up late to study for final exams, night shift security guards slacking off, freelancers with reversed day and night schedules, insomniac workers and corporate slaves... even members of villainous organizations.

"Damn, it broke right here!"

Baidai City, a rooftop of a high-rise building.

Team Galaxy elite member Li Zhi angrily slapped his thigh, his furious face reflected on the glowing phone screen.

"Are you crazy?"

His colleagues stared at him in shock: "Watching videos before the operation even starts? If Lord Huoxing finds out, we'll be feeding the sharp-toothed fish in Water Vein Bay tomorrow!"

"Haven't we even started yet?"

Li Zhi curled his lip, and he and his colleagues looked at the target of this operation—a magnificent and solemn rectangular temple-like building, the Baidai City Museum.

"Time is up..."

Staring at the stopwatch, his colleague opened the iron cage covered with a black cloth, and the silver gears flew out.

It was covered with exposed data cables and colorful chips.

One minute after the gears flew into the Baidai City Museum, the brightly lit building suddenly went dark.

"Success!"

At another tall building, Huo Xing nodded.

She has neat short red hair and is one of the important officers of the Galaxy Team.

The beaked bats, which had been waiting for a long time, flew to the roof of the museum with their grappling hooks and set up an aerial ropeway.

Huo Xing fastened the lock on his waist and, along with several subordinates, slid towards the museum under the cover of night.

When she landed, the Zubat had already taken down two guards who were coming to inspect the power distribution room.

Having made thorough preparations beforehand, Huo Xing was already very familiar with the museum's layout, and he easily found his way into a high-standard collection room in the dark.

In the center of the room are three square glass domes, each enshrining a gemstone of a different color.

They are respectively white jade beads that are as dreamy as glass and resemble colorful pearls.

The indigo-blue, sharply defined diamond-shaped jewel and the golden-yellow, rhomboid-shaped platinum jewel.

The foolish people of the Hundred Generations displayed the three pearls as ancient treasures, but the Star knew some secrets.

Team Galactic possesses some unknown secrets passed down from ancient times. The White Jewel and the Diamond Jewel are related to Palkia and Dialga, who are said to have created time and space.

As a cadre, she only knew a little about it. As for the platinum jewel... it was a treasure from the same era as the other two. Since it had already been stolen, of course it had to be taken back with it. There was no reason to leave it at the scene.

"Great, it went more smoothly than I expected."

Dressed in night clothes, Huo Xing took out a ring cutter from his backpack and steadily removed three precious orbs.

Excited heart, trembling hands.

'Boss, I didn't let you down!'

Huo Xing placed the three precious pearls into the box, his heart filled with excitement.

What she didn't notice was that the platinum jewel trembled slightly the moment her finger touched it.

......

In a distant world, floating islands drift.

Here, time seems to have no meaning; the sky is always dark blue, and the earth is nowhere to be seen.

A giant dragon-type Pokémon that had been sleeping suddenly snorted, as if slowly waking from a dream, and opened its scarlet, ferocious eyes.

Giratina, who was banished to the other side of the world for his violent nature, has few myths or legends about him, and very few sculptures or statues of him.

Palkia and Dialga can be found in the Watervein City Library, but not Giratina. The Giratina statue at the Temple of the Gods is placed in a remote location and is severely damaged.

No one sang His name, and no one prayed to Him. Gradually, the bored Giradina began to take one nap after another.

The touch of the platinum jewel was merely the trigger for Giratina's awakening; what truly awakened Him was the whispers that lingered in His ears.

When people frequently mention His name, Giratina experiences a certain sensation, an ancient and mysterious one, the reason for which perhaps only Arceus knows.

A look of confusion appeared in Giratina's scarlet eyes.

Logically speaking, as time goes by, His name should be gradually forgotten, so why is it so lively lately?

If one pays close attention, He can hear those faint whispers.

It wasn't a prayer, nor was it contempt or cursing, nor was it any respectful language; the content was a jumbled mess and completely nonsensical.

"Giratina is so powerful, it's using its tail sweep again! Where's Abomasnow? Abomasnow, please save us!"

"When the Giratina Execution Song plays, my plants are invincible."

"Speedrun Guide to Giratina: Proper Plant Combinations to Get Ahead of the Game!"

"The game has been out for so long, if you can't beat Giratina in five minutes, you should leave the group."

Giratina couldn't believe his ears. In just a short rest, in the original world, which was only three to five months old, people's language had already developed into a written combination that he couldn't understand at all.

Is this still the Sinnoh region? Where did He come from?

Giratina moved over and lay down on a piece of "glass" next to him, from which he could see the front of the world. He really wanted to see what these humans were up to.

The scene that comes into view is a human woman wearing a platinum jewel, riding away in a helicopter in the night sky.

Giratina shook his head; he didn't care about that.

After carefully observing the place where the "calls" for Him were the loudest, I fixed my gaze on a game arcade in Baidai City.

"Crazy Chili, give Ciaratina's toes a good scalding! Well done!"

"As expected of the final boss, Pluto Dragon, even I was at my wit's end. Hmph, don't underestimate the bond between me and Sleepy Mushroom!"

“Giratina, a worthy opponent, I fear I will never forget you for the rest of my life.”

Giratina's crimson gaze swept across the screens of several computers, the flickering flames causing his vision to go black.

The "He" on the screen is being used as a punching bag by a group of Grass-type Pokémon to demonstrate their firepower.

The people watching from outside the screen were incredibly excited, their faces beaming with smiles.

"Roar!"

Who did it? Who did it?!

Chapter 156 Number One Hater

Computers are a tool that humans have only recently developed, and sometimes they seem to use them to entertain themselves.

In Giratina's view, humans using electronic devices to entertain themselves is no different from their ancient foolish behavior of dancing around a campfire.

These creatures, whose individual lifespan is no more than a hundred years, can only cause so much trouble, yet they are favored by Arceus.

He never imagined that he would appear in a computer used by humans for calculation and entertainment, and be treated as some kind of evil being.

The Pokémon on the screen, such as Victreebel, Abomasnow, and Jalapeno, all looked like low-level Pokémon and worthless creatures, yet they were actually attacking Giratina.

Have humans gone mad?