The clouds and mist are shrouded, the river is clear, and the lake is surrounded by vast forests, and the lake surface is as clear as a mirror.
The clear chirping of birds echoed from the treetops. Pikachu picked up the orange fruit that fell to the ground. Hearing the rustling of the grass, he picked it up in his mouth and ran towards the depths of the forest.
A tall, green-haired young man in a white shirt leaned out and walked out of the grass.
He wears a peaked cap, has gentle eyes, green hair that reaches his waist, and a Rubik's Cube hanging around his waist.
"We're here, Zekrom."
N looked at the empty surroundings and said softly:
"The legendary location of Mewtwo...Clear Cliff."
The space rippled, and Zekrom appeared next to N, wearing black gold armor and cold red eyes.
"Why risk it to come and see Chaomeng?"
Zekrom looked up at the clouds and mist on the hillside, and continued: "I sense a very dangerous aura...Fighting Him, even I can't take care of you."
"We are not here to fight Mewtwo."
N straightened his back and looked up at the clouds. The hem of his shirt was swaying in the wind, and there was a certain look in his eyes.
"I'm here to find...the answer to the relationship between humans and Pokémon."
Mewtwo is a legendary Pokémon created by humans, but it has always believed that it is a 'human'.
N is the offspring of humans and Pokémon, and he once considered himself a "Pokémon".
The two lost their way repeatedly. Fortunately, the encounter between life and life changed their destination.
"I will be on guard all around."
Zekrom's red eyes were stern, his black and gold armor glowed, and he disappeared again.
"Thank you, Zekrom."
N expressed his heartfelt thanks and with firm eyes, he climbed step by step to the top of the clear cliff that towered into the clouds.
At the top of the clear cliff, there is a ripple in the "Mingjing Lake" that is as clear as a mirror.
There is a large tree full of life and crystal light by the lake, surrounded by Pokémon such as Totooth, Pikachu, and Pidgey.
In front of the tree trunk, there was a white humanoid Pokémon. It slowly turned its head, revealing a majestic face.
He sensed a kind and indescribable wave.
Chaomeng, wait quietly for N's arrival.
Qingqing Cliff has a steep terrain, changeable weather, and inaccessible people. It is a natural shelter and habitat.
A few months ago, there was news that a dangerous Pokémon had appeared in Clear Cliff, and the mountain was closed and the roads were detoured.
At one time, some trainers wanted to try their luck, but they were lost in the thick fog, and most of them were missing.
N was not afraid, as if what he was stepping on was not a steep wall, and he let his intuition lead him through the fog.
Gradually, the clouds and fog dispersed, the top of the mountain was close at hand, and the view suddenly became clearer.
There is a mountain top like a paradise, with lush trees, sparkling lakes and full of vitality.
N took a deep breath and blinked in surprise when he saw a familiar Pokémon.
"You are... Ash's Pikachu."
"That's not right." N said to himself, "It feels the same, but it's a bit hard to put into words."
"Pika~" Pikachu smiled, lowered his limbs, and ran towards an especially crystal clear ancient tree.
N looked curiously, eyes wide open, in disbelief.
The atmosphere suddenly became solemn, the waveguide boiled rapidly, and the air became oppressive.
A white human-shaped Pokémon that was calm and indomitable slowly landed on the ground and stood in front of N.
N couldn't breathe and murmured: "Mewtwo..."
"Who are you?" Chaomeng stared coldly without speaking, and his oppressive telepathy came to him.
"I am...N." the green-haired young man replied.
"Why do I feel the breath of humans and Pokémon at the same time in you?"
Chaomeng frowned tightly and stared at the green-haired young man. He was suddenly startled and his eyes kept flickering.
"I understand." He said deeply, "You and I are of the same kind."
N suddenly raised a heartfelt, childish smile.
"I'm really happy to see you, Chaomeng." N lowered his eyes and said softly, "That means I'm not alone on my road."
Chaomeng stared at N, his eyes penetrated the long river of time and saw his past.
And that past is highly overlapped with my own past.
"You want to liberate Pokémon from elves." Chaomeng asked, "Why."
"Because... I think that Poké Balls are a form of enslavement by humans to Pokémon." N spoke a little faster, "With the existence of Poké Balls, the relationship between humans and Pokémon will never be equal. Pokémon are subject to
Oppression, but people are accustomed to it. After conquering it, they abandon it, throw it away casually, and regard it as a collection or a line of data. The reason is simply that they conquered the Pokémon with a Poké Ball!"
Chaomeng was silent, recalling some fragments before his eyes.
Like N, this "counterattack Mewtwo" tried to liberate all Pokémon and invented a "dark ball" that could subdue "conquered Pokémon".
Similarly, Chaomeng knew that N's ideal would eventually end in failure, so he still said calmly: "Then what."
"Then..." N raised his bright eyes, "I met a trainer."
Recalling the encounters between each other, the conversations on the Ferris wheel, and the beautiful voices in the heart.
N's eyes flashed: "He told me that the Poké Ball is a promise...a bond to each other, a promise to fight for each other."
Chaomeng remained calm and silent, listening to N's speech.
"There are Pokémon who are enslaved by humans, and there are Pokémon who are willing to be subdued. There are humans who are superior, and there are trainers who become family members of Pokémon. The fault is not the Poké Balls, but the humans with their arrogance and prejudice.
.The ideal I cherish is not to fight against the Poké Ball, but the prejudice in people's hearts."
"Pokémon are not fighting tools, they are living individuals, and the connection between humans and Pokémon is not the elf ball, but..."
N paused for a moment, looked at Chaomeng, and said in a trembling voice: "The bond between each other."
Mewtwo's eyes flashed slightly.
N opened his arms wide, his green hair fluttering under his peaked cap, and his eyes flashed with a different look:
"The trainer told me: What determines who you are is not your origin, but how you use your life."
"I decided to fight for a better world until humans no longer regard Pokémon as tools, codes, and collections, but..."
N said slowly: "Partners, friends, comrades... family."
Chaomeng was silent for a long time and said slowly:
"I came from another world and entered this space coordinates by mistake half a year ago... After returning to the original world, I launched a war in order to find out 'who am I'."
"war?"
"That's right, a war between humans and Pokémon." The former Armored Mewtwo, now the Counterattack Mewtwo, looked up at the blue sky, "In the end, I lost, and with these replica Pokémon,
Come into this world.”
"So, that Pikachu..."
"It's a copied Pokémon." Chaomeng smiled, "But it also has independent consciousness and is an independent life form."
N looked at Chaomeng's smile and was slightly startled.
"What determines who you are is not your origin, but how you use your life..."
Chaomeng looked up at the sky, chewed the words, and murmured: "There are also wise men among humans, and there are also trainers who love Pokémon."
"As you said, N." Chaomeng lowered his head, looked deeply, and slowly stretched out his palm, "What we have to fight is not the Poke Ball... but the arrogance and prejudice of people."
Looking at Chaomeng's outstretched palm, N looked moved, took a step forward, and stretched out his palm.
The palms of each other's hands were clasped tightly, and N and Chaomeng's eyes met.
They felt an indescribable power.
That power is illusory, but it actually exists in the world of Pokémon.
Because Pokémon is not a simple string of codes... as long as you sincerely trust it, it will respond to your expectations.
On May 6, N and Chaomeng met each other at Clear Cliff, seemingly thousands of miles away, traveling through distant time and space.
The trees rustled.
N and Chaomeng looked at each other at the same time.
A dark-skinned boy emerged from the grass, holding a cell phone called Rotom, his eyes showing excitement:
"Found, the legendary fantasy Pokémon"
"Tsk...why isn't it Mewtwo? It's a guy named Chaomeng."
The boy took out the shrunken elf ball, pressed the center of the ball to enlarge it, and threw it violently:
"Just a fake, look at me, Poke Ball, Go!!"
Chaomeng's face was cold, and his temples were throbbing because of the 'impostor'.
"Zekrom."
N's eyes lost their highlights, lowered the brim of his hat, and said hoarsely:
"Please... use staggered lightning."
Boom!!
Above the lake, the wind and clouds changed color, and violent and angry thunder surged in the thunderclouds.
Zekrom stood tall in the sky, his engine was overloaded wildly, his eyes were scarlet, and he held a thunderbolt in his hand. He threw out a spear and hit the Poké Ball in the middle, splitting it in two.
Dazzling thunder and lightning exploded, and amid the boy's screams, the aftermath swallowed him up!
The majesty and solemnity of Qingcheng Cliff were destroyed in one day.
N's eyes had no highlights, his lips turned white, he lowered the brim of his hat and trembled slightly:
"It's because...there is such a trainer...that's why I..."
A palm gently rested on N's shoulder.
N was startled and looked at Chaomeng.
Chaomeng used his mind to control the boy's body, put him into the Mirror Lake, used the lake water to heal his scars, and lowered him down the cliff.
"I erased his memory so that he would no longer have the idea of becoming a trainer."
Chaomeng said calmly: "As you said, N, what we have to fight is not individual individuals... but pride and prejudice."
N's eyes, which had lost their luster, gradually regained their luster, and he stared blankly at Mewtwo.
"The prejudice that Pokémon should stay in Poké Balls; the arrogance of being able to conquer all Pokémon with Poké Balls. N..."
Chaomeng's eyes were bright and he said softly: "You can't stop just yet."
N's eyes gradually gained color, and his green hair and white clothes under his peaked cap swayed in the wind.
When he came to his senses again, Mewtwo gradually rose up and disappeared with its cloned Pokémon.
Because of that reckless young man, Chaomeng can no longer live in Clear Cliff and must find another place.
Standing alone on the lonely hill, N felt as if a piece of his heart was missing. He felt doubly sad and shed tears.
…
Hezhong District, Raven City.
A handsome young man with black hair, wearing a shirt, stood at the ticket gate of the Ferris wheel and asked the young lady:
"Excuse me, has that young man with green hair and about the same height as me been here in the past few days?"
The conductor was taking a nap, and he recognized at a glance that this was one of the CPs he had snorted before, and he said happily:
"Of course, he comes to ride the Ferris wheel almost every day, but he seems to have gone out of town these days..."
The conductor opened the drawer and said, "He also left me a letter and said that when anyone asks about him, he will hand it to him."
Lu Ye took the letter, thanked him, walked to the bench next to the vending machine, sat down, and slowly unfolded it.
【Mr./Ms.:
Hello!
Please allow me to apologize in advance, I do not know your identity.
However, if you can find the Raven City Ferris Wheel, you will definitely be my friend.
I have very few friends, and there are even fewer friends who know that I often come to Raven City. There are only Vio and Teacher Lu.
Therefore, this is a letter left to Teacher Lu. If you are not the person, please return the letter to the original place. I will express my sincere gratitude.
Teacher, how are you doing recently? I heard that you participated in the World Championships. I wish you good results.
Maybe you are not interested... My Thorok has evolved and is still afraid of humans, but it is much better than before.
Team Plasma has also welcomed many newcomers. Their ideas are not pure, but Team Plasma needs manpower.
I am still the same person as before, but there are some changes. I have not lost weight and my eyesight has not changed. So what is it? I have no way of talking about it, maybe it is the concept.
I used to believe that the world was black and white, and that the contradiction between ideal and reality could not be reconciled.
Nowadays I can hear more sounds... including those that are asymmetrical, disharmonious, and not aesthetically pleasing.
The ticket price of the Ferris wheel has also increased, and everything is changing unconsciously. It is hard to say whether it is for better or worse. I only believe in one thing.
My journey will continue. The next stop is to look for Mewtwo. I hope I can borrow your luck. Haha.
Your sincere student.
N.
Also attached are two Ferris wheel tickets, I’ll take them this time.]
Lu Ye shook open two Ferris wheel tickets, handed them to the ticket inspector, put his hands in his pockets and boarded the Ferris wheel.
When it reached the highest point, N's figure seemed to appear in the empty front seat. He cupped his chin and looked out the window, and said gently:
"The beauty of the Ferris wheel lies in its circular motion... mechanics... is a concrete presentation of a wonderful formula..."
Lu Ye took a closer look and saw Fairy Ibrahimovic squatting in front of it, shaking its little paw: "Buy?"
"Nothing." Lu Ye took out the box with a beautiful ribbon and said with a smile, "I have a gift for you."
"Buy?" Fairy Ibrahimovic blinked his blue eyes, opened the box with a ribbon, and opened it slightly.
Inside the box are two lovely and exquisite bows, one pink and one purple, designed by Ma Xiu and Melissa respectively, which are quite beautiful.
"Buyi..."
This is more beautiful than the bow in the cloakroom...
Fairy Ibrahimovic was slightly in a trance, squatting on a chair with his two forelimbs propped up, and turned his head proudly:
"Buyi!o(′^｀)o"
Me, I don’t like it at all, go and return it!
"You are designated to wear a bow today." Lu Ye said, "Come on, let me help you!"
"Bu Yi! (〃＞ dishes＜)"
Over Raven City, the green-haired young man lowered his eyes and walked through the sky on Zekrom's back.
When his eyes fell on his beloved Ferris wheel, N was slightly startled, and then showed a long-lost smile.
"teacher……"
N's eyes were firm: "My journey will not stop yet."