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Chapter 142: A Simple Laboratory
Chapter 142: A Simple Laboratory
Seeing Mewtwo?
Bro, you're giving me too much credit.
I barely know one "high-profile" figure, okay?
And, speaking of which...
Since this is the Giovanni from the special chapter, one of the main reasons for creating Mewtwo should be to help find his missing son, Silver.
After all, finding someone, especially using DNA, should be one of Mewtwo's strong points.
However, considering Mewtwo's current grasp of its abilities and the occasional risk of losing control...
Jing He: If you can sense its presence, then theoretically, it should be able to sense you too.
Jing He: But it hasn't come to you. Why?
Who Am I: I... don't know. Maybe it doesn't want to see me yet?
Jing He: And why do you want to see it?
Mewtwo's expression was blank.
Why?
It didn't know, but instinctively felt that the other might be able to tell it why it existed.
Jing He seemed to understand its thoughts.
Jing He: To find the meaning and value of your existence, is that it?
Who Am I: Yes.
Jing He: Then I'll ask you a simple question.
Jing He: Two Gastly: one has just been born, and the other has just won the Pokemon League championship with its trainer. What is the meaning of their existence?
"Gastly."
Mewtwo murmured.
Its psychic powers flared up again, controlling the Polygons in the network.
Polygon: !!
Dead memories are attacking me!
Who Am I: Is meaning based on reference?
Jing He's eyebrows raised as he looked at his phone.
Mewtwo had really progressed, able to question the fundamental purpose behind his questions rather than just following along.
Jing He smiled.
This made the conversation much simpler.
Jing He: So, why do different references make the Gastly different?
This time, Mewtwo thought for a very long time.
Extremely long.
Jing He even took the opportunity to take a shower and arrange for the Gastlys to clean themselves.
'Is it thinking so deeply that it's about to log off again?'
Just as this thought crossed Jing He's mind, Mewtwo's response finally came.
Who Am I: It's responsibility! Based on different "references," the Gastly's responsibilities are different!
Jing He: And where does responsibility come from?
Considering this question might delve too deeply into the essence and force Mewtwo to log off again, Jing He didn't wait for Mewtwo to think too much and provided an answer.
Jing He: I've read some books that say—responsibility comes from dreams or imagination. Dreams are part of the imagination.
Who Am I: Dreams? Imagination?
Jing He: For example, you "saw" it and thought it might be related to you, so you want to find it. "Finding it" became your responsibility, based on "your belief."
Jing He: So, your strong pursuit of the "meaning of existence" is actually a responsibility you've given yourself, and "pursuing the meaning of existence" itself has become one of your reasons for existing.
Meaning is meaning?
Polygon: ...
Bro, stop.
Jing He: What you need to do now is let your imagination run wild, but you must use some "rules" to self-regulate.
"Huh?"
Just as he typed this, Jing He froze.
Mewtwo's avatar had dimmed.
"Crashed again?"
Is it really that hard to understand?
This is actually the conflict between the "superego" and the "id," which needs to be mediated by the "ego."
Mewtwo has already recognized the "ego" and "id," but accepting the "superego" seems to require a bit more time.
However...
Jing He was heartened by Mewtwo's clear progress.
It just needed time to process.
Kanto's Vermilion City, Team Rocket Base.
"Damn it, the Polygons are unconscious again!"
"This time, it's dreams and imagination? At least it's not Gastly."
"Is Mewtwo trying to be a philosopher?!"
"Wait! Mewtwo's stats are skyrocketing! This has already exceeded the original threshold!"
"..."
The researchers in the Mewtwo laboratory once again experienced a "familiar" event.
After a few times, they were still flustered but had developed a routine to handle it.
Meanwhile, by a window above the laboratory, Giovanni stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze through the window fixed on the armored Mewtwo standing quietly.
Beside him, Janine showed no signs of panic.
In fact, she cautiously took a cookie from her pocket and took a small bite.
'Hmm, it still needs some improvement. I can't give it to the boss yet.'
She then picked up her notebook and reported:
"Boss, as expected, every time Mewtwo interacts with Teacher Jing He, its psychic powers surge, causing the Polygons to faint and the network to crash."
To this,
Team Rocket seemed to be gradually getting used to it.
Giovanni smiled and asked, "Do you know what the biggest difference between Mewtwo and other Pokemon is?"
Janine looked puzzled and tentatively said,
"Is it... its powerful abilities and strength?"
Giovanni shook his head and half-closed his eyes, saying,
"It's that it thinks more than other Pokemon. It has a heart that seeks the essence."
Every time Mewtwo interacts with Jing He, some events happen within Team Rocket.
But it can't be denied that
After each interaction, Mewtwo seems to mature further, and its abilities are further unleashed and even enhanced.
Giovanni smiled, satisfied.
Truebird nodded, understanding to some extent.
In her view, it was simply because Teacher Jing He was powerful.
All those who had interacted with Teacher Jing He, whether it was Mewtwo, Nidoking, or Nidoqueen, had grown stronger.
Especially Mewtwo.
"That lab..." Truebird whispered.
Giovanni turned and walked toward his office.
"Just fix it."
It was just a lab, after all.
A day in the life of Kanto's Officer Aide, Koga, began with a trip to the Johto region.
The sky was just beginning to lighten when Koga, riding his powerful Dragonite out of Blackthorn City, heard a crackling noise in his earpiece.
Then came the broken message:
"Crack... Rocket Team at Lake of Rage... crack... discovered a powerful Gyarados... request crack... support."
Koga's eyes narrowed at the message. He patted Dragonite's neck and said, "Dragonite, turn around, to Lake of Rage!"
The sky was covered in dark, ominous clouds, heavy with the threat of a downpour. Heavy rain poured down like silver arrows.
BOOM!!
As the largest lake in the Johto region, located in the far north, Lake of Rage was currently a tumultuous sea, with terrifying waves crashing against the shore.
League investigators and police officers were commanding their Pokemon to both fend off the waves and evacuate the residents around Lake of Rage.
In the midst of the chaos, some had glimpsed a terrifying Gyarados, its body a deep wine red, rampaging in the churning waters.
Suddenly, a gust of wind swept through, and the frigid air instantly froze the waves into ice crystals.
"It's Officer Koga!"
The keen-eyed investigators recognized the newcomer.
Many looked at him with a mix of respect and awe.
Koga's focus, however, was entirely on the red Gyarados wreaking havoc in the lake's center.
His expression was serious.
He swept his cloak and said in a deep voice, "Evacuate as quickly as possible, I'll handle it!"
"Yes, sir!"
The investigators and police officers responded almost in unison.
The red Gyarados, already with bloodshot eyes, glared furiously at the Dragonite and Koga in the sky.
"ROAR—!!"
A menacing energy began to form in its mouth.
Koga, however, was not alarmed; instead, he felt a surge of excitement.
"Dragonite, Hurricane!!"
Saturday.
The highly anticipated semi-finals of the mentor evaluation, which many students and spectators had been eagerly waiting for, were about to begin.
This might be the most watched mentor evaluation in recent years.
The reason was simple.
A non-battle type mentor had made it into the semi-finals!
What's more, this mentor wasn't from the Breeding or Coordination departments, which are somewhat closer to the Battle department, but from the Pokemon Psychology department!
This stark identity conflict had driven the attention to unprecedented heights.
Moreover, the tactical skills Jing He had displayed had added to the excitement.
"Did you hear? Teacher Jing He only has three Pokemon. What if the evaluation is a full team battle, or a four-out-of-six battle?"
"If it's not one of those two, it must be an inside job!"
"Inside job! Inside job! Inside job!"
"Let him fight! Let him fight!"
"..."
With high attention came controversy.
Such comments were not uncommon online.
Some were simply joking, while others were harder to identify.
Of course, there were also many supporters, especially those who had sought Jing He's advice online and had been helped by him.
Jing He, however, didn't pay much attention to the debate.
This was just the beginning.
Wait until the one who won the League Championship at the age of ten or eleven shows up. Then we'll see if people still have doubts.
Oh, and there's also Green, who was about the same age but only held the title for five minutes.
Jing He had already met him.
The "Devon—Magma Fuel Arena" was bustling with excitement.
Many were holding up signs supporting Jing He.
But Jing He's attention was focused on the scene in front of him.
"Chirp~~"
The evolved Hammer Arm, eyes shining, looked at the heavily armored Armaldo.
His hammer tightened and relaxed several times.
"Clack clack"
Armaldo swallowed hard.
Looking at the smiling Dialga and the facepalming Jing He, he thought, "Are you serious?"
"Chirp~~"
Hammer Arm smiled kindly and waved at Armaldo.
Don't worry, big bird, I'm gentle.
"Kya~~"
Gastly patted Armaldo's back, giving him a "good luck" look.
To be honest, even Gastly couldn't understand why Dialga had "given" Armaldo to Hammer Arm.
But Dialga had great confidence in Hammer Arm.
Because after Beldum ate a lot of heavy metals, the metal that regrew in the spot where it had been smashed was indeed much harder.
(End of Chapter)
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