Chapter 534: Mewtwo's Purpose
Chapter 534: Mewtwo's Purpose
"Roar!!"
Zekrom unleashed a fierce roar, its icy breath intensifying with each passing moment.
"Jinghe, what should we do?"
Witnessing the raging Zekrom, Kailudiao was no longer as terrified as before, but he still couldn't help swallowing nervously as he asked.
What could they do?
The first step was to calm the raging Zekrom.
"Attack!"
Jinghe waved his hand lightly.
Upon hearing this, the Ice Nine Tails, Rapid Dragon, and Gigaforg rushed forward without hesitation.
Herona and Gardelia's Pokemon followed closely behind, and then the three Saint Swordsmen charged as well.
"Huh?"
Kailudiao blinked twice at the sight.
Was it appropriate for so many of them to gang up on a single Zekrom?
Wasn't this a mob attack?
But Jinghe told him, "This is a just mob attack."
The longer Zekrom raged, the more intense the destruction of the surrounding environment became, and the greater the impact on the local wild Pokemon.
Therefore, no matter what, they had to take action against Zekrom.
This was also the reason why the three Saint Swordsmen didn't hesitate to charge forward.
Apparently, Kailudiao's awareness in this regard was still lacking.
However, after listening to Jinghe's brief explanation, Kailudiao also realized the gravity of the situation, and his expression turned serious.
For the sake of justice...no, for the environment and the Pokemon!
He galloped forward with renewed determination.
For some unknown reason, he felt a tiny bit of happiness in his heart. It must be an illusion, definitely an illusion.
At the same time, Jinghe took out the Gene Wedge and infused it with Wave Guide Power once again.
The connection between the Gene Wedge and Zekrom was even closer than that of the Iris Feather to Phoenix King or the Silver Feather to Lugia.
When he infused Wave Guide Power earlier, he felt as if he had received feedback from Zekrom. If things went as expected, there might not even be a need to fight to the bitter end.
Indeed, as Jinghe infused Wave Guide Power again, he seemed to enter a world encased in ice.
The entire place was covered in ice crystals, and everything in sight was frosted, with almost nothing else in sight.
However, within the frost, there were some differences.
For example, directly in front of Jinghe, there was a massive ice sculpture of Zekrom, and to its left and right were two seemingly vacant spaces, resembling altars or cartridge slots.
Those must be the positions for Jirachi and Reshiram, right?
Jinghe's heart skipped a beat as he realized this.
Hmm?
Jinghe's eyebrows rose slightly as he gazed at the red-glowing Zekrom sculpture and slowly raised his hand. Then, he began to peel away strands of dark red energy from the sculpture.
Was this the ability of 【Fusion Dissolution】?
Huh?
Could it be done like this?
As the energy that made Zekrom powerful but uncontrollable was gradually peeled away, the commotion caused by Zekrom also subsided.
Similarly, Mewtwo, who was in the midst of a fierce battle with Zekrom, also felt the resistance from Zekrom diminish significantly.
When Jinghe peeled away the last strand of dark red energy from the sculpture, Zekrom closed its eyes and stopped moving.
【Thank you, human.】
A solemn middle-aged man's voice echoed in Jinghe's mind.
"Zekrom?"
【It is I.】
After a brief pause, Zekrom spoke again:
【Thank you for your assistance.】
This was the first time Jinghe had encountered a dragon-type legendary Pokemon with such good manners.
Pokemon like Dialga, Palkia, and Skarmory were all extremely arrogant, with tempers even more explosive than their strength.
Zekrom's reaction made Jinghe feel a little uncomfortable.
However, this might be the reason why Zekrom was willing to help the three Saint Swordsmen with their so-called assessment.
When faced with the Plasma Team's attack, Zekrom chose to freeze the three Saint Swordsmen to protect them.
This showed that Zekrom was a legendary Pokemon that understood the concept of right and wrong.
"It's good that you've recovered," Jinghe said with a sigh of relief.
The Zekrom sculpture gradually came to life, as if it had been resurrected. Its eyes "looked" at Jinghe, seeming hesitant.
But in the end, it said, 【Let's discuss something. Can you have them release me first?】
Hmm?
Jinghe opened his eyes and saw that Mewtwo, the Saint Swordsmen, Kailudiao, Sharpedo, Rapid Dragon, and Gigaforg were all pinning down the now-calm Zekrom in the snow.
"Yo!"
Tyrogue ran over, taking small, ninja-like steps, and reached the motionless Zekrom's head. He then lifted his little green foot.
"Give me a kick to calm it down!"
As he said this, his foot was about to land a kick.
Stare!
Zekrom suddenly opened its eyes and looked at Tyrogue.
"Yo!"
Tyrogue's foot froze in mid-air, and he quickly retracted it, putting his hands behind his back and tilting his head up at a forty-five-degree angle, whistling.
"The moon is so round tonight~"
Zekrom: "..."
Upon witnessing this scene, Jinghe also felt speechless and pursed his lips.
Is there a possibility?
After Tyrantrum regained its senses, the reason it became so polite was because it had to be polite.
"Well, everyone, it's calmed down."
Tyrantrum left, following the Saint Swordsmen.
Indeed, not only was it captured, but it was also used as a pawn, and before the bullet could even be fired, the gun barrel was blocked. It was truly embarrassing.
Although he was quite angry with Akroma and the Plasma Team, what he needed more now was some rest.
To prevent Tyrantrum from running around and causing trouble, Jinghe promised that if there was an opportunity in the future, he would bring the Plasma Team members to let Tyrantrum "vent its anger."
As for Tyrantrum leaving, what if the Plasma Team captures it again?
Jinghe felt that this problem didn't need to be considered for the time being.
First of all, the Plasma Team suffered significant losses this time. Without Genesect, without Tyrantrum, without the Plasma Destroyer, and with many of their members injured, it would be impossible for them to capture Tyrantrum again.
Moreover, after this incident, the three Saint Swordsmen and Kailudiao decided to stay near the Giant Cavern to prevent similar incidents from happening again.
With Tyrantrum, the three Saint Swordsmen, and Kailudiao, the Plasma Team would have no chance against them unless they captured Jirachi or Reshiram.
Tyrantrum's departure marked the end of this eventful series of incidents, allowing Jinghe to finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Why did helping a few Pokemon who wanted to go home lead to so many incidents?
Returning to Twin Dragon City, under Xatu's leadership, most of the Plasma Team members were arrested, and some League staff were removing the remaining ice in the city.
Although most of the impact from Tyrantrum's Frost Cannon was blocked by Mewtwo, there was still scattered energy, causing some damage to the city.
There were patches of unmelted ice and frost in various parts of the city, and some were difficult to remove even with fire.
However, these were not immediate concerns for Jinghe and the others.
Arranged by Xatu, Jinghe and his group temporarily resided in a luxurious villa in Twin Dragon City.
To be honest, they were exhausted.
After a sleepless night dealing with the Plasma Team and Tyrantrum, they could finally rest. As soon as Jinghe sat on the bed, his eyelids began to droop.
With his current physical condition, even without sleep, he shouldn't have been this tired.
But after Mega Evolving with Mewtwo and Gramps, and attempting to control the Gene Wedge, his mind was more exhausted than his body.
However, there was still something to do before resting.
"Woof!"
Ice Nine Tails snuggled up to Jinghe, while Gramps floated in mid-air, holding the Spirit Cloth Blanket and falling asleep.
In this incident, Gramps single-handedly opened a portal to the World of Ruin, pushing the about-to-explode Plasma Destroyer into it, exhausting itself in the process.
"This is from Tyrantrum."
Jinghe took out the Gene Wedge and injected Wave Guide Power into it, but the sculpture of Tyrantrum was gone.
Like the previous absence of Jirachi and Reshiram's sculptures, only three "slots" remained.
However, Tyrantrum had left something in the Gene Wedge, a gift for Ice Nine Tails or Jinghe, as a "reward" for helping it.
"Woof?"
After touching the Gene Wedge, Ice Nine Tails seemed to pause.
A Move Tutor?
Inside the Gene Wedge, Ice Nine Tails saw an Ice Screen displaying Tyrantrum using "Icebound World."
"Take a look. If you can learn it, learn it. If you can't learn the move, study its technique of condensing frost."
"Woof!"
Ice Nine Tails nodded seriously.
This time, it witnessed the true strength of an Ice-type Legendary Pokemon.
Aside from striving to be as strong as Tyrantrum, Ice Nine Tails also felt it had some shortcomings.
Additionally, there was another matter.
On the balcony, Mewtwo stood silently, gazing at the rising sun in the east, its expression calm.
Not far away, a middle-aged man in a suit was shoveling snow and playing with a Hyakoc and a little girl.
The girl's laughter was like a silver bell, bringing joy to the man and Hyakoc.
Hyakoc wagged its tail happily, circling around the girl as she laughed and built a snowman.
"This is Trainer Daddy!" The girl pointed at a large, shapeless snowman and giggled.
The middle-aged man's expression turned awkward.
"This is Hyakoc!" The girl pointed at the smaller snowman next to it.
"Woof!"
Unlike the man, Hyakoc didn't seem to mind and wagged its tail even more enthusiastically.
"Daddy and Hyakoc are both amazing!" The girl looked up at her father with admiration.
The middle-aged man, noticing the gaze directed at him, straightened his expression. He paused, his shovel stuck in the snow, and raised his head slightly, speaking solemnly, "Of course! Last night, Dad and Hyakoc also lent a hand!"
Hyakoc's "help" played a "crucial" role.
The little girl clenched her tiny pink fist, "When I grow up, I want to become a Trainer too! Just like Teacher Jinghe!"
"Shouldn't you want to be like Dad?" The man's expression froze.
"Giggle, giggle~"
The girl's laughter grew more joyous, her youthful voice filled with innocence, "Isn't Dad as amazing as Teacher Jinghe?"
"Oh, yes, yes, yes."
In a child's heart, their father is always the strongest, a hero-like figure.
"Dad has something to tell you. When Dad was young..."
"First, let's get the young man's dream out of the way and get the child dressed," his gentle wife said with a smile as she walked over.
Then, along with his daughter and Hyakoc, he listened to the man's seemingly ordinary yet vividly narrated experiences from his youth.
Hyakoc's inseparable companion during those times.
The wife didn't expose the truth, merely smiling warmly as she exchanged a glance with her husband, her heart filled with gratitude—
Gratitude for the hero who saved Twin Dragon City, Teacher Jinghe.
"You saved them," Mewtwo's voice echoed in Jinghe's mind as he watched the scene unfold.
"Not quite," Jinghe replied with a slight smile, gripping the railing. He took a deep breath and said slowly, "Together, we saved them, Mewtwo."
Hearing this, Mewtwo pursed his lips.
Saved together?
For some reason, as he looked at the girl's beaming smile and Hyakoc's playful jumps, he thought of the little Mewtwo 2, the little Charmander 2, Squirtle 2, and Bulbasaur 2.
The old him couldn't save them.
But now, would they be proud of him?
Mewtwo's expression remained unchanged, but he felt a strange warmth in his heart, something he couldn't quite identify, just a sense of comfort and ease.
"I think I've found a bit of my purpose in life," Mewtwo murmured.
He remembered what Jinghe had once told him—that the purpose of existence is something to be discovered, not defined by oneself.
He had only vaguely understood this before, but now he felt a sudden enlightenment.
Jinghe's mouth curved upwards, facing the rising sun, "Isn't that wonderful?"
If Mewtwo could find his purpose in life, he wouldn't be troubled by questions like who he was or why he came to this world.
"Mmm," Mewtwo nodded, feeling a sense of relief in his heart.
Whether human or Pokemon, he had found his direction.
"With matters here settled, I might need to return for a while," Mewtwo added.
Due to Jinghe's intervention, Mewtwo's aversion to Team Rocket wasn't as strong.
He had rushed here to help Jinghe, but he still had some personal matters to attend to.
For instance, trying to find the little Mewtwo 2 and the others from back then.
Multivolt Beta should be able to help with this.
Moreover, after experiencing Mega Evolution, Mewtwo had gained new insights into his psychic powers and needed time to process them.
"Okay."
Jinghe naturally had no objections.
Mewtwo was free to go wherever he wanted.
"If," Jinghe said, "if in the future you want to help more Pokemon or need my help, you can find me."
In the original story, Mewtwo had occupied an island and established a sanctuary for cloned and wild Pokemon.
After the Genesect incident, Jinghe had also started to consider this.
"Mmm."
Mewtwo nodded slightly, his psychic powers surging as he flew straight up into the sky.
Two days had passed since Jinghe saved Twin Dragon City.
The media had extensively covered the event, skyrocketing Jinghe's popularity in the Unova region. His demonstrated abilities and strength even rivaled that of the Unova Champion, Adek!
The hero who had turned the tide was precisely the kind of figure the Unova residents admired.
After this incident, people's understanding of Team Plasma also became more accurate, and the League intensified its crackdown on the team.
Therefore, at this moment, in N's Castle, in the roundtable meeting room, Kwekis sat with a cold expression, surrounded by six other Sages of Team Plasma, including Akroma, who was lounging in the corner with his legs crossed, seemingly unbothered by the situation.
This entire operation had been in preparation for Akroma's research, and they had paid a heavy price, only to fail in the end.
Yet Akroma, as the leader of this operation, acted as if nothing had happened, which annoyed Kwekis and the others.
But their dissatisfaction didn't matter now.
The Unova League's relentless pursuit had forced Team Plasma into hiding.
At this critical juncture, they needed to find a scapegoat.
Kwekis was grateful for his foresight.
But just then—
A loud rumble filled the sky above N's Castle, and dense dark clouds appeared, accompanied by roaring thunder.
(End of Chapter)
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