Aspiring to become a Pokémon trainer

The Poké Ball Factory incident was not simple, and Blatano had no reason to doubt himself. Under his orders, Team Flare did not rashly contact those renowned gym leaders, except for one person.

The fingertip paused, and below it was written the name of an old man: Fokker. The operation to capture the three sacred birds was discovered by the city of Biyi due to its proximity, and the city intervened to obstruct it.

Based on the information gathered, although the other party did not personally enter the factory, his apprentice, the girl he had just met at the research institute, had gone deep inside and even influenced the course of the battle.

Psychic powers, aura, and even the Zapdos that should have perished—several elements coincidentally converge in one person.

Recalling their first meeting, Vladali found it hard to understand this young girl, but the resentment she harbored and the clash of their ideologies meant that she would not submit.

Since it is a threat that disrupts the political situation, there is every reason to eliminate it.

"Kuseloski, go and get Espley to get rid of Nanyin, that thorn in our side, using your achievement, that E-suit that blocks the infiltration of superpowers. Whether it's stealing the elves or injuring herself."

"As ordered."

This brief exchange exemplifies what true determination means.

There was nothing more to say, only the endless chirping of birds.

......

At Prism Tower in Miare, meetings are being held and crowds are bustling about.

"Please come in, gentlemen."

Guided by the receptionist, I stepped into the inner room. Before I could even look away, a hunched figure slowly walked up to me and offered a gentle greeting.

"Nanyin, you look much better after not seeing you for several months."

"Uncle Fu, how is your injury healing?"

"It's just a minor fracture. I'm still in good health, so you don't need to worry about it."

The old man patted the girl on the shoulder, his eyes filled with warmth and pride.

Leading Nan Yin to a corner of the discussion table, he inquired about her recent situation and experiences along the way, and also introduced his apprentice to others in a generous manner, chatting about her strengths and weaknesses.

"I heard you defeated that old man Defu in a duel?"

He deliberately made a noise, intentionally or unintentionally informing everyone present of the news, as a way of secretly showing off.

Although he was surprised by the speed at which the girl was growing up and curious about those Pokémon he had never heard of before, since she was a friend he had made with his own apprentice through heartfelt friendship, there was no problem.

He believed in Nanyin music from beginning to end.

"Master, what is the Alliance's reaction to this earthquake?"

"Hey, this disaster is just a side story. The real reason is that Qinglu met with misfortune along the way, and key information was captured in the photos he left behind."

Looking around, Nan Yin did not see the dashing figure with brown hair as before, but in this glance, she saw an unexpected old man, and saw deep sorrow and reluctance in his eyes.

That was Professor Oak, a renowned Pokémon expert from the Kanto region and the grandfather of Bluegreen.

Chapter Ninety: Green's Peril and Homecoming

Despite his advanced age, compared to the robust and vigorous figure on the other side of the screen, this elderly man appears to have aged decades.

Not only was his face haggard, but even his gray hair and beard had lost their vitality, making him look like a dying man on his deathbed.

"Master Fu, how is Mr. Qinglu?"

Seeing the decline of those who came before, Nan Yin naturally had a bad feeling.

Blue Green is the former champion of the Kanto region and one of the few legendary players in the world today. It is hard to imagine anyone being able to defeat him head-on and put him in mortal danger.

"Well, some things are hard to explain in words, so come with me."

The meeting was slightly delayed because the participants were not yet all present. During this time, they were able to step into the cubicle and reunite with the champion in another form.

As the gaze shifts, a stone statue of a young man comes into view.

From forehead to toe, from figure to clothing, even the most vivid description is insufficient; even just by looking at him, the dashing figure who raises his head and shouts commands with unwavering confidence is clearly visible before one's eyes.

"When we located him in the Forest of Oruans, this is what we found: a frozen statue."

"Even if you don't want to believe it, the instrument's detection shows that he really is that rascal."

Even though his words were still harsh, Fu Ye's face showed no lack of regret and sighs.

Although the former is straightforward and a little arrogant, he is still an excellent trainer and has made countless contributions to the safety of the league and the stability of society.

"So, Mr. Qinglv, he... left?"

Swallowing hard, she realized that the senior she had once met was in such a half-dead state.

"..."

There was no answer to the question, but everyone knew it was an undeniable fact.

"Since Qinglu has chosen the path of an investigator, it means that he is prepared to sacrifice himself."

With a flick of his sleeve, and hearing the voices, the white-haired old man stopped gazing into the distance with his hands behind his back. He calmed himself, walked down from the high platform, and came step by step to his grandson, entering everyone's sight.

“I thought this child was strong enough to protect himself, but who could have predicted the drastic change in the situation. In the legend of Carlos, there is a bird called Yveltal that has the power of death, and it was used by Team Flare, which led to this unexpected situation.”

"Dr. Oak, this was our oversight. We hope you will accept our condolences."

Unable to act appropriately, and filled with remorse, Karuni knew that no amount of words could alleviate the former's inner sorrow.

Otherwise, why would this nearly seventy-eight-year-old man, upon hearing the news, travel day and night, braving wind and rain, to reach Carlos, who was so far away?

"Don't try to comfort me. The fault doesn't lie with you. Team Flare's actions have destined them to violate human ethics and disregard the law. Even if it wasn't Bluegreen, there would be another victim."

Tears welled in his eyes as he gazed at the lifelike face of the young man. His eyes held a mixture of tenderness, reluctance, and unwavering resolve.

"This child gave his life for the cause he cherished, but that does not mean the alliance will yield. If the so-called evil deeds continue, then it is I, with my old bones, who will take on the unfinished duty and shatter that absurd ideal."

In his youth, he was an old man who had made a name for himself as a trainer and even reached the pinnacle of the league at its inception.

When one's descendants suffer misfortune, no matter how much one tries to calm their emotions, grief and indignation still stubbornly linger and become deeply entrenched.

Extremely angry, extremely sad, and recalling the glorious past, and the countless scenes of arguing and debating with him, Oki Yukinari couldn't help but straighten his back, as if abandoning compassion and regaining his former unruly nature.

"Don't worry about my presence. If you want to discuss matters and plans, feel free to speak your mind."

Not wanting the atmosphere to linger, the old man softened his tone, bent down, and gently stroked his grandson's stiff face.

"If that's the case, then based on the information gathered, we can confirm that Team Flare's secret base is in the Stone Town area, and the source of this earthquake is also in that region. In that case, the answer is quite obvious."

Taking over the topic, with most of the attendees present, Carlos's chairman stopped wasting time and directly presented the existing evidence.

Team Flare has now truly threatened the soil they inhabit, becoming one of the major threats to the region, much like those once-in-a-millennium natural disasters.

"Through persuasion, the officers who were arrested and imprisoned have largely revealed Team Flare's plans. With the physical evidence provided by Mr. Green, we can confirm that their goal is to cleanse humanity and reconstruct the earth using the equipment left behind by the King of Aztec three thousand years ago, the thing known as the ultimate weapon."

"what?!"

Leaning forward, Yan Kai slammed his hands on the table, causing the warm water in his cup to slosh around. As the Steel King, he could hardly believe what he was hearing.

Without exception, both the arriving gym leader and the many trainers who rushed over showed expressions of astonishment and solemnity.

"So this is what they call their ideal? Then these guys are no different from madmen."

Zhimi, who had a close relationship with Pachira, also recalled the former's vague mentions and advice, and gave his own cold assessment.

"Therefore, King Zimi, we should have imprisoned Pachira much earlier and kept a close eye on the movements of the Vladali Institute, instead of simply denying it before."

Even though she was usually mild-mannered, Dorasena's expression was not good given the current situation.

Through firsthand observation and gradual deduction, she had the foresight to report the former, but unfortunately, both the league and the trainer community were opposed, making it difficult to find common ground.

This means that there must be quite a few spies and informants within the League's system.

"That's enough. Those things are in the past and no longer important. What we need to focus on now is stopping their next move to prevent the outcome that no one wants to see."

With a gentle tap of her fingertips, Karune drew everyone's attention, setting the tone for the event and thus charting the general direction for what would follow.

"But we have no idea what Team Flare's trump card is. If the earthquake just now was caused by them, how can we resist, let alone win, this attack that looks like a natural disaster?"

Charlock, the Gym Leader of Haruka City, said this, and then added, "Moreover, even legendary Pokémon are at their disposal, and we know very little about Yveltal. If Pokémon battles are about information asymmetry, then we are at a disadvantage in every way."

That's absolutely true. The Carlos Alliance was thoroughly infiltrated long ago. Despite being the official body, they were far inferior to the likes of the Flame Team in gathering information. Furthermore, there were leaks and betrayals from higher-ups. This is exactly what they mean by the enemy being in the dark while we are in the light.

"There's nothing we can do about it. Are we just supposed to surrender and accept the fate of being purged, and accept the self-righteousness of those evil people?"

Rejecting the other party's speech, she thought to herself that the geishas who had followed her from the capital to Carlos would not tolerate the word "surrender."

“Indeed, since we do not know, let us test the waters little by little, so as to create an advantage for future generations. If you hesitate, then I will take the lead.”

Giving his granddaughter a reassuring look, Cocobur sat up and shouted loudly.

Even without the earlier doubts, I would still have stood up resolutely. These older generations will eventually pass away, but before that, they should step forward first to pave the way for those who come after them, and to help those children understand the complexities of life.

“Mr. Kokoble, I misunderstood you. We should proceed with caution before the risks are clear. Evacuating nearby residents and informing them of the basic facts is what we should do first.”

Having explained his intentions, Chalock glanced at everyone present.

"Ah, if Mr. Qinglu were still conscious, we could learn more of the truth, but unfortunately..."

With a worried expression, he realized that to break this situation, they needed someone who knew everything about Team Flare, but the only one who met the criteria, the Kanto Champion, had suffered a severe blow and was unable to open his eyes.

At this point, the atmosphere in the meeting room gradually dropped to freezing point, and the uncertain future made everyone uneasy.

My heart is filled with sorrow, but a woman's voice breaks the stalemate.

“I can try to call back Mr. Green.”

The tone was flat and straightforward, without much emotion, yet it carried a touch of coolness, startling everyone from their dullness and sluggishness.

They shifted their gazes, following the sound, and at the end of their line of sight stood a white-haired girl.

The person simply looked at the crowd and spoke, without making many other movements, but just by looking at her face and seeing that violet color, a sense of conviction arose in one's heart.

"Girl, your name is Nanyin, right?"

He walked quickly to the girl, and even though he was eager for affirmation, Professor Oak still tried to slow down his speech and avoid the pressure.

He knew of this young boy and had heard words of praise from many museum owners.

"Ah."

She gave a soft reply, and through her senses via the waveguide, Nan Yin detected a clue about the young man.

Admittedly, the former was affected by Yveltal and lost its vitality, resulting in its current petrification. However, in his own field of vision, the green had not completely lost its life force; he still had a faint sense of it.

Like a withered seed, its remaining nutrients are no longer enough to support germination, but as long as it is given a little water, it can take root again and complete the cycle of respiration.

Ordinary people cannot access the spiritual realm, but a young girl can use her combined abilities to influence both the inner and outer worlds.

Aside from the accompanying perception, the essence of waveguides is the scheduling of life energy. If used normally, the holder may feel tired, but will not suffer excessive backlash.

There is one exception—it distributes its own waveguide to other individuals.

Undoubtedly, such a distribution is sufficient to provide nutrients to the roots and allow them to recover to the point of being able to breathe. However, for the owner, it is an irreparable wound.

"Waveguides can achieve this."

The concise words reached the old man's ears, but he instead lowered his hands, no longer showing the enthusiasm he had just displayed.

With decades of accumulated knowledge and countless case studies, Yukinari Oki knows the origin of the masterpiece waveguide and understands the method the girl is talking about.

He cannot expect a young girl to pay a near-life price for her junior.

"No, no need. That's too unfair to you."

The old man's words undoubtedly took into account all the possibilities. Just as he thought, the waveguide was indeed harmful to life, but for Nanyin, such damage was not incurable.

While life is finite and lifespan has an end, she possesses the possibility of living beyond the physical boundary.

[Individual: Nanyin, Gender: ♀]

[Level: lv30→lv35, Available Points: 5]

[Assignment: Psychic Power 10, Waveguide 6.]

The accumulation of consecutive victories has resulted in her current abundance of points. Moreover, given the existing conditions, she does not need to completely cure Qinglu.

The reason why waveguides are often fatal is that they are in situations where they are saving a perfect person. Nan Yin, however, does not consider herself a saint. Her only thought is to separate a strand of her breath to keep the young man breathing.

With the aid of mental power, one's keen senses allow for precise adjustments to achieve the perfect balance.