The second day after the Quartz Conference officially concluded.
Early in the morning, Xiaozhi had already gotten up.
He was not in a hurry to go home, but the friends he had made in the competition, Abin and Hiro, were leaving, so Xiaozhi had to get up early in the morning to see them off.
Even though they are strong rivals and friends, they have developed a moderate bond with them these days.
"Nuo, black iron ball, white vanilla, these props will be returned to you."
But Abin waved his hand, his bald head looking very dazzling in the early morning sun.
"I'm a rich old man, so props like this are not a big problem."
Speaking of this, Abin smiled again:
"Xiao Zhi, I found that you seem to be quite suitable for my game routines. When I develop any new routines, I will communicate with you over the phone. I will also send you a copy of the new props. Remember to check yours regularly.
Computer."
Of course, friends are friends, but this is also selfish.
Abin's dream momentum is not to make himself stronger, but to invent the ultimate routine so that ordinary people can defeat the champion with dirty routines, so he needs a helper who can cooperate with him in performing routines, or...
White mouse.
"ok."
Xiaozhi just smiled and agreed.
Not to mention, throwing black iron balls to hit flying Pokémon, or using white vanilla to break shells are both good tricks. Just let the guinea pig be the guinea pig...
When both bloom, both parties benefit.
...
After seeing off these powerful enemies, Xiaozhi returned to the Pokémon Hall alone.
The Pikachu on the shoulder was still drowsy, and Brother Chi's body was hanging on the side of his clothes, without any movement.
The Quartz Conference has completely ended, and the lively scene of the past no longer exists. At this moment, people are leaving one after another, dragging their luggage and backpacks. This makes Xiaozhi, who has been here for nearly a month, seem a bit uncomfortable.
"Hey, Xiaozhi, here you are, I'm just looking for you."
At this time, a cheerful voice interrupted his thoughts. Xiaozhi looked up and saw a familiar figure standing at the door of the Pokémon Center.
Royal masked man.
Although he was already wearing a white coat at this moment, he still had his chest exposed without any lining. The combination was very unconventional, and it might even have been worn to circumvent the ban on bare upper body on the plane.
He still wore a red and black hood on his head, making it difficult to see his face clearly.
"Mr. Masked Man? Are you... leaving?"
Xiaozhi noticed that the masked man was carrying a large satchel on his shoulder, as if he was about to leave.
"Well, after all, the game is over? I just booked a flight and will be leaving soon? I wanted to say hello to you before leaving."
Is the masked man a foreigner? In the Kanto region, he was determined to challenge himself. Except for Xiaozhi, he didn't form any bonds here.
Although there is a big age difference between the two, they are both similar people. Not to mention that they have a vague sense of familiarity. It seems that they are destined to be involved.
At this time, the masked man suddenly thought of something, stretched out his fist towards him, and said with burning eyes:
"Xiao Zhi, two years? In about two years, I will establish our own Pokémon Alliance in the Alola region? The first alliance conference will be held then, and I hope you can come to participate."
Before he came to the Kanto region? He was not sure whether the alliance could be established.
But at this moment, the masked man is extremely determined and focused. He knows that it will be completed in two years!
Hearing this? Xiaozhi also had a high-spirited smile on his lips, and looked at her with bright eyes.
Raise your arms and fist bump.
"The Alola region in two years' time? I will go there. Don't blame me if a foreigner like me wins your first championship when the time comes."
"Haha, our trainers in Alola are not weak either."
Immediately, both of their eyes were filled with powerful fighting intent. After looking at each other for the last time, the masked man retracted his fist, no longer lingered, and left in the direction of the door.
...
"Buzz buzz..."
Just as the two people passed each other, a high-frequency sound suddenly appeared in Xiaozhi's ears, giving him a strange feeling like a drop of water falling into the water and slowly rippling.
"Huh?"
Xiaozhi's voice of surprise made the masked man stop, turned his head curiously and asked:
"What's wrong?"
"Um, Mr. Masked Man, did you hear a strange sound when we passed each other just now?"
Hearing this, the masked man became even more confused and couldn't help scratching his head.
"There is no sound..."
But at this moment, Xiaozhi frowned deeply. Not only was there a strange sound in his ears, but also in his mind, circles of blue energy halos appeared inexplicably out of thin air, in the shape of ripples, and the ripples continued to spread.
Then, seeing the confused look in the masked man's eyes, Xiaozhi closed his eyes subconsciously, and his consciousness sank deeply, trying to find that special halo energy.
After a while, he got the result.
"Is...someone calling me?"
Seeing Xiaozhi pointing his finger at himself, the masked man looked even more confused. When did I call you?
"No, it's your backpack, Mr. Masked Man. There seems to be something in your backpack calling me!"
Xiaozhi quickly spoke. Although he didn't know what happened, he just had a strong intuition.
"Backpack? Impossible. My backpack is full of dead objects, not even props. It's just clothes..."
Before he finished speaking, the masked man's expression suddenly changed, as if he realized something, he quickly opened his backpack and took out something from it.
A Pokémon egg.
The shell is mostly white, dotted with a few dark blue spots.
"Pokémon Egg?!"
Ash's eyes widened a bit. This was the first time he saw a Pokémon egg.
Could it be that the egg was calling him?
"It's impossible. Let's not say that Pokémon eggs don't have the ability to call humans at all. Even if they do, it's impossible because this is a..."
The masked man sighed and then continued:
"This is a dead egg."
He gently picked it up and felt once again that there was no heartbeat or life breath inside the eggshell, and his eyes were a little more sad.
"In this tournament, I only used five Pokémon including the Island God, and there was a sixth one that didn't play. It was a partner I conquered while traveling in the Sinnoh region, and this Pokémon egg is it.
Eggs of the same kind."
"But when I found it, it had no breath of life. So every time I went to a city, I would ask the local Ms. Joy to check it again. I even went to many breeding houses to find experienced craftsmen.
Exploration, but the result is the same."
Damn it, there's no way it's still alive.
The masked man had also given up. This time he left the Kanto region and planned to go to the Sinnoh region first to bury the egg in its homeland.
"No way! I can feel it calling me!"
Xiaozhi quickly retorted with a serious tone, and even reached out to touch the shell of the egg himself.
The masked man could only hand it to Xiaozhi carefully and sighed again.
"Hey, to determine whether a Pokémon egg is alive or dead, the first is to touch it with your hands to feel whether the heart is still beating, and the second is to feel the breath of life at close range. A living egg will give people a clear sense of life.
.”
Before he finished speaking, Xiaozhi interrupted him.
"Mr. Masked Man, this egg's heart is beating like a drum. Are you deaf?"
The next second, the Pokémon in Xiaozhi's hand began to tremble violently, and its heartbeat was like a drum. Even if you don't put your hands against it, you can hear the "dong dong dong" popping sound.
