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Chapter 546: Metagross and Gramps' Grand Plan!
Chapter 546: Metagross and Gramps' Grand Plan!
The sun shone brightly over Flying Cloud City, bustling with excitement.
With numerous participants, each possessing formidable skills, the tournament's progress was significantly slower than typical League Conferences.
After his match, Jing He had no more battles for the day, so he went to watch others compete.
On the field, Herona stood confidently with her hands on her hips. With a casual wave, she commanded, "Rosaleo, Sun's Wrath!"
Two flowers, one red and the other purple, rose in the air, and dazzling golden sunlight swiftly converged, forming an intensely scorching pillar of radiant light.
Boom!!
The dazzling light column, more brilliant than the sun, forcefully tore through the opponent's defense. The massive impact completely engulfed and submerged the Rampardos, instantly deciding the victor.
"The winner is Herona!" the referee declared, waving the flag.
Cheers rose and fell, and the entire venue erupted in enthusiastic shouts.
"Miss Herona!!"
"I'll always love Zhulan!!"
"Bai Cai! My Bai Cai sister!!"
Not only men but also many women cheered, making Jing He realize Herona's terrifying popularity among both genders.
Like Jing He, Herona effortlessly swept her opponent.
Even among masters, there were differences in skill.
Afterward, Jing He and Herona went to watch Da Wu's battle and Ado's match, which, as expected, held no significant surprises.
Contestant Residence, Jing He's accommodation.
"Damn, I really want to battle too!!" Da Ye, with his spiky hair, expressed his eagerness.
Due to the number of participants, it was inevitable that some contestants would have a bye in the first round, and Da Ye was one of them.
Jing He could only respond, "Blessed are the simple-minded."
If given the choice, he would have preferred a bye as well.
Advancing one more round meant one more round, which means one more round of bonuses. How could that be bad?
"Melo~ Melo~~"
In the corner, Meloetta played with Tyrogue, her silvery laughter ringing out from time to time.
The timid Meloetta, after getting to know and spend time with everyone, was no longer as restrained as before. There were many people and Pokemon in the room, and she didn't feel as restricted.
Ding-dong.
Herona, sitting on the sofa and flipping through Wanlong's new novel, slightly raised her head and smiled, saying, "Gramps, open the door, please."
"Heng ga~ ∠(° ゜°)"
Gramps actually listens to Herona's words," Jing He, sitting elsewhere and brushing Ice Nine Tails' fur, looked towards Sharpedo.
"Roar!!"
Sharpedo glared at him.
What are you looking at?
Do you want to boss me around too?
Jing He averted his gaze, turning back to Gramps.
With Gramps's alcohol content.0.02 or higher.
"Heng ga?"
As expected, Gramps didn't directly open the door, but instead lay on the door, sticking his head out to confirm the identity of the person knocking before opening it, a precaution against intruders that Jing He had taught him.
"G-G-Ghost!!"
A cry of surprise came from outside.
Entering the room was a young man with blue spiky hair, dressed in grayish-white clothing.
He was Larry, Meloetta's guardian, who had almost ordered his Terraformer to fight Gramps when he was startled by Gramps at the door.
The Larry tribe resided in a remote region of the Unova area, where they had been tasked with guarding Meloetta and the undersea ruins for generations.
When they learned that Meloetta had gone missing, the entire tribe was alarmed.
As one of Meloetta's closest guardians, Larry was specifically sent out by the tribe to find her.
They worried that Meloetta might have been captured by some evil-doer, as Meloetta was linked to the undersea ruins and the safety of the Unova region.
Larry and his Terraformer headed to Ripple Town and then followed to Flying Cloud City.
The Terraformer's feet could emit flames, serving as a flight propulsion system. Although they were Ground and Ghost-type Pokemon, they possessed the ability to fly.
Jing He and the others had witnessed this in the Ancient City.
Then, he saw Jing He, Herona, Da Wu, and...
"Melo~~"
Meloetta floated over and perched on Jing He's shoulder, gently swaying her little feet.
It was evident that Meloetta was very close to Jing He.
This shocked Larry.
He was Meloetta's guardian and had a good relationship with her, but he hadn't expected this level of intimacy.
Why was Meloetta so close to Jing He?
After all, they had known each other for so long.
"Melo~ Melo~~"
Meloetta bit her finger, tilting her head as if trying to remember who the visitor was.
"Seems like they're here for you, Meloetta."
Upon seeing the visitor, Jing He initially couldn't remember who it was, but after observing Meloetta's reaction, he slowly recalled.
In the original novel, there was indeed such a person during Team Rocket's execution of the "Storm Plan."
The so-called "Guardian," tasked with protecting Meloetta.
"Greetings, Teacher Jing He. I'm Lori, the guardian of Meloetta."
After a brief pause, he continued,
"Teacher Jing He, I hope you can understand that Meloetta is connected to an ancient legend and the safety of Unova. I'm here to take it back."
"Wait a moment." Jing He interrupted him with an outstretched hand.
"Shouldn't we ask Meloetta itself? Asking me is pointless."
He has always prioritized the wishes of Pokemon.
Just like his Pokemon, whatever they want to do, as long as it's not too excessive, he would usually allow it.
Those who enjoy battling can battle, and those who don't aren't forced to.
Lori's inquiry was meaningless because Meloetta's decision to go somewhere was its own, and Jing He never intended to restrict Meloetta.
As he spoke, he looked at the little one on his shoulder.
"Melo~ Melo~!"
Meloetta seemed to understand and quickly hugged Jing He's neck, its little head bobbing like a rattle.
No! No! Meloetta's attitude was resolute; it didn't want to go back.
If it was willing to stay in the tribe, it wouldn't have secretly run away.
Seeing this, Lori couldn't help but speak,
"Meloetta, please come back with me. Your wandering around is giving us a headache. We've prepared a grand feast of Berries for you!"
Lori played his "trump card."
However, the "feast," which was once somewhat tempting to Meloetta, now seemed...
"Melo!"
Meloetta once again refused without hesitation.
Lori was stunned, as if struck by lightning. Even his "trump card" didn't work?
But Jing He expressed understanding.
If a "berry feast" was considered a trump card, then his energy cubes, macarons, Poke Puffs, ice cream, cotton candy, and cream cakes might be considered... forbidden techniques?
"Mr. Lori, since Meloetta doesn't want to leave, why not let it stay a little longer?" Jing He said as he took the little one off his shoulder.
Perhaps in ancient times, Lori's tribe existed to protect Meloetta.
But so much time has passed since then. Rather than saying they are guarding Meloetta, it's more like they are "confining" Meloetta to a specific area.
If Meloetta is willing to stay, that's fine. But if it doesn't want to and they still want to take it back... that's a bit unreasonable.
"But this involves the safety of Unova."
"Don't worry."
Da Ye, standing nearby, couldn't help but interject,
"This is Teacher Jing He!"
He patted Lori on the shoulder, indicating that he didn't need to be nervous. "Recently, Team Plasma wanted to freeze Ice Dragon City, and Teacher Jing He challenged the 'Strongest Dragon on the Ground' Tyrantrum to a one-on-one battle. That guy, he fought..."
Jing He's face turned black with lines.
Why did Da Ye's words sound so different? Will there be rumors in a few days that he punched Tyrantrum to pieces? But Da Ye's words had an effect, and Lori looked at Jing He with disbelief.
Challenging Tyrantrum one-on-one?
"Ahem." Jing He coughed to interrupt Da Ye's boasting.
"Mr. Lori, no matter what, we should always respect the wishes of Pokemon, right?"
Lori opened his mouth to say something but finally uttered a single word, "Yes."
Da Ye continued,
"And what's this about 'involving the safety of Unova'? If something happens, we'll take responsibility."
Jing He couldn't help but respond,
Can you just say that casually?
Can you just make such a claim?
He gave Gramps a look.
Hurry up and shut up.
You talk too much.
"Melo." Meloetta hugged Jing He, its attitude still resolute.
Lori looked at it and then at Jing He, recalling Da Ye's words, and heaved a sigh.
That's right.
He felt Da Ye's words were spot on.
Teacher Jing He, Miss Herona, the trainers here, who isn't better than their tribe?
Lori nodded, bowed slightly towards Jing He, "In that case, I'll return to explain the situation to the elders. For now, I'll leave Meloetta in your care, Teacher Jing He."
Jing He looked at Meloetta and decided to let it stay a little longer.
Meloetta's mind flashed with images of its time with Jing He in Ripple Town, and its eyes shone with determination as it nodded firmly.
"Melo!"
"I understand." Lori also nodded, "Then I'll trouble you to take care of Meloetta. If anything happens..."
"He'll handle it." Jing He pointed at Da Ye.
"Huh?"
In the end, Lori left, riding his Terraformer.
Meloetta stayed behind.
Jinghe didn’t refuse the choice Meloetta made.
Whenever it got tired of staying and wanted to leave, it could do so at any time, just like Jirachi and Marshadow.
A Pokemon’s own will can be influenced, but it cannot be deprived.
However, if Meloetta left Unova, it wasn’t clear whether the Tricera God trio would have any issues. That would be a problem.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
In the courtyard, the Metagross diligently swung its hammer, drenched in sweat.
Even after a battle, it remained energetic, completely engrossed in blacksmithing, unable to tear itself away.
In fact, Jinghe was a bit curious.
“Metagross, where are you getting all this metal from?”
Recently, the time Metagross spent forging had noticeably increased.
It started in Ripple Town and continued all the way to Flying Cloud City without much of a break.
Every day, it was either forging or on the way to forge, to the point where the hammer seemed to be smoking from overuse.
Jinghe had prepared quite a bit of metal for Metagross, but was there really that much?
For a few days, Jinghe had been thinking that once Metagross used up the metal he had prepared, he would have to prepare another batch, which would be a significant expense.
But to his surprise, Metagross continued every day, and the metal seemed inexhaustible.
“Cha”
Metagross wiped the sweat from its forehead and, facing Jinghe’s confusion, gave a sheepish smile, glancing at Gramps.
“Gen ga?”
Gramps, noticing Jinghe’s gaze, shuddered and grinned sheepishly as well.
When Jinghe’s gaze turned into an “examination,” Gramps opened its mouth and “dug” out a large, oddly shaped piece of metal, or rather, a metal fragment.
Hmm?
Noticing the object, Jinghe squinted his eyes, slowly realizing what was happening.
“Where did you get this from?”
This was clearly metal from something, not raw ore.
“Gen ga~ gen ga~~”
Gramps then gestured to explain, and Jinghe understood.
“This is from the Plasma Destroyer?”
Wasn’t the Plasma Destroyer sent into the destroyed world?
And it was about to explode.
Jinghe had never figured out how to explain this to Reshiram.
Directly telling it that the destroyed world was being used as a “garbage dump” didn’t seem right.
But then—
“Did you get it from Reshiram?”
“Gen ga!”
Gramps placed its hands on its hips, grinned widely, and had a “praise me” expression.
This was indeed unexpected for Jinghe.
It turned out that after the Plasma Destroyer was sent into the destroyed world, it didn’t explode because Reshiram extinguished the fire.
Then Gramps found Reshiram, and the purple chubby one originally intended to ask if the Plasma Destroyer could still be used.
After all, a destroyer of that size, if sold, would be worth a lot of money.
The last time, the giant submarine of the Ghost Pirate Gang couldn’t be captured, and Gramps felt quite regretful about it.
Pity.
The Plasma Destroyer was too severely damaged. Not only could it not be used again, but the large holes in it were almost impossible to repair.
It was directly scrapped.
So, Gramps and Metagross decided together and, in exchange for a box of Energy Cubes, obtained the “usage rights” to the wrecked destroyer from Reshiram.
Then—
Metagross had an endless supply of metal, busy every day.
A box of Energy Cubes?
In exchange for Reshiram’s daily supply of Plasma Destroyer fragments?
Jinghe’s expression gradually became odd.
The Meowth Hammer had a star fused into it, and while Metagross’s hammer wasn’t as extravagant, the way it was going, it seemed like it really wanted to hammer the entire Plasma Destroyer into the hammer.
Although the Plasma Destroyer wasn’t entirely made of metal, with many wooden or other material structures, and it was severely damaged, there was still a significant amount of metal.
If all of it were hammered into the hammer, the hammer would become
quite monstrous.
The question was—
Could it really be done?
Although metal can be compressed, a huge Plasma Destroyer turning into a hammer would be no small feat.
According to Gramps and Metagross, they had only hammered a tiny bit of the destroyer so far.
However—
“Fine.”
Jinghe felt it was a good deal.
Because this way, he wouldn’t have to worry about the metal needed by Metagross in the future.
Not entirely, though.
Ordinary metals wouldn’t be a concern, but precious and rare metals would still be needed.
Jinghe opened his mouth and finally said:
“Keep it up.”
“Cha!!” Metagross was full of enthusiasm.
“Gen ga~~”
Gramps also cheered Metagross on.
Why was Gramps so invested?
Partly out of support for a companion, and partly because Metagross had promised to use the excess metal to forge a suit of armor for it!
“By the way, if the Plasma Destroyer didn’t completely explode and was destroyed, some of the data and information inside should still be intact, right?”
(End of Chapter)
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