Chapter 575: Why Does the King Rebel?

Chapter 575: Why Does the King Rebel?



"Bisharp, Dragon Dive!"

"Rapidash, Reverse Scale!"

Boom!!

The head-on collision between Mega Bisharp and Rapidash created an immense shockwave across the arena, causing even Jinghe, sitting in the audience, to feel a tingling sensation in his buttocks. The barrier protecting the entire arena continued to shake under the impact's aftershocks.

"If this barrier isn't reinforced soon, it won't hold up for the finals," Wu Song muttered, his eyes fixed on the cloud of dust rising from the center of the arena.

To be honest, the organizers had prepared sufficiently for this tournament.

However, they hadn't anticipated the exceptional strength of the participating trainers, especially Teacher Jinghe, who had been breaking barriers since the early rounds, significantly increasing the organizers' burden.

"What's the result?" Da Ye seemed more nervous than Xihuona, who was in the middle of the battle.

This was mainly because of what Wu Song had said the day before.

If the Big Sis couldn't defeat Ado and advance to the finals to face Teacher Jinghe, he couldn't even imagine how difficult his days would become.

"Did you see that?" Jinghe asked, leaning on the railing.

"Hmm~"

"Wuuu~"

The two Gengar and Rapidash on either side nodded repeatedly.

The battle was incredibly intense, and the two little ones couldn't take their eyes off it.

Especially Rapidash.

Because of Ado's Rapidash, it felt a strong sense of immersion and couldn't help but want to take its place and fight alongside Ado's Rapidash.

However, Xihuona and her Pokemon's strength also made the two little ones secretly awe-struck.

So strong.

I want to go up and fight.

Seeing that the two little ones not only didn't show any signs of fear but also seemed eager to try, Jinghe couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

Since when had his Pokemon become so eager for battle?

Finally, in the midst of the arena's silence, as countless people focused their attention, the smoke on the battlefield gradually dissipated.

Amidst the ruins, Ado's Rapidash lay on the ground, unable to move.

Xihuona's Mega Bisharp was panting heavily, its fierce gaze slowly fading as it spread its arms and roared towards the sky.

"Roar!!!"

"Ooooh!!! The last Pokemon standing is—Bisharp!!!" The host shouted, his excitement palpable.

"So, the finalist is—Miss Xihuona!!!"

Boom!!

The entire arena erupted in cheers and shouts that echoed through the sky, rivaling the noise created by the earlier collision between the two giants.

"Miss Xihuona!!!"

"Bai Cai! My Miss Bai Cai!!!"

"Miss Zhulan! We will always love you!!!"

In the end, relying on the strength of Mega Bisharp, Xihuona overwhelmed Ado and advanced to the finals, meeting Teacher Jinghe!

Xihuona, who was on the battlefield, also slightly relieved, lightly combed her hair, turned her head and looked at the audience stand, and locked the position of Jinghe in the crowd.

The two people's sight exchange, Xihuona slightly smiled.

This time, finally can fight with you.

It remains to be seen who has more "say".

Jinghe, on the other hand, showed a helpless smile.

He was still thinking about facing Ado in the finals and then using "Dodrio" to launch a psychological attack on Ado, combining physical damage with "spell damage." Perhaps this would break Ado's defense, making the championship a sure thing.

There's also the cash prize of over 50 million Union Coins, plus various materials!

But in the end, it was Xihuona he faced.

Okay, who's to blame for giving Xihuona some small suggestions yesterday?

Ado and Xihuona walked to the center of the field and shook hands.

"You fought well," Ado said with grace, smiling at Xihuona.

"You too."

Ado was the contestant who put the most pressure on Xihuona in this "Young Master World Championship." She had no confidence in winning and could only rely on her performance on the spot.

"In the finals, beat up Teacher Jinghe!" Ado's smile seemed to have a deeper meaning.

Upon hearing this, Xihuona smiled slightly.

"Of course."

Looking at the gazes from both of them on the field, Jinghe muttered, "I always feel that these two have some ulterior motives, and the pressure is a bit overwhelming."

"The Big Sis won!!!" Da Ye shed tears of excitement.

Jinghe nodded.

Ado still lost due to the disadvantage of having Mega Evolution earlier.

Moreover, Xihuona's Bisharp was incredibly fierce, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it might be even more invincible than Dagu's unbeatable Gigalith. As for the game, Mega Bisharp is weakened. In reality, it's completely different.

If Ado wants to "turn the tables," he might have to wait until he obtains the Mega Stone and the battle is limited to Mega Evolution.

At that time, the "Normal-type King" might be able to stand up again.

[Mathematical Magician]: Excuse me, do you have time to come to the Flying Cloud Cafe?

Jinghe, who had just left the arena, suddenly received this message.

Hmm?

This person seems to be one of his early "patients," someone struggling with the relationship between humans and Pokemon.

So, it was someone from Unova?

Now Jinghe understood why this person had concerns about the relationship between humans and Pokemon.

After all, the ideas spread by Team Plasma in the Unova region had poisoned countless people.

Jinghe looked up at the sky.

It was still early.

Preparing for the battle against Xihuona didn't require such haste.

Jinghe's attitude towards the "patients" he had already accepted was always serious.

[Jingzhonghe]: Please wait.

He wasn't worried about encountering any danger in Flying Cloud City either.

Let's see who's in Flying Cloud City right now.

Aside from the participating Trainers, there's also Champion Adek, Elite Four Yuezhu and Yuanzhi, as well as top Trainers from all over the world.

At this point, even if it wasn't the Plasma Team, even Boss Banzu would think twice before causing trouble in Flying Cloud City.

So, after leaving the group, Jinghe headed towards the Flying Cloud Cafe.

Outside the Flying Cloud Cafe, under a wall-mounted parasol, N sat quietly with a Doduo by his side, pecking at the breadcrumbs he had scattered on the table.

N took a sip of his coffee, observing the bustling streets with a calm gaze. His eyes seemed peaceful, but a kaleidoscope of colors seemed to swirl within their depths.

Trainers rushing to the Pokemon Center with their Eevee, an elderly lady leisurely walking with her Furfrou, and commuters riding their Raichu with steady yet swift strides.

Pokemon had permeated every corner of human society.

And the relationship between humans and Pokemon was far from what he had "seen" in the past.

The more N experienced, the more he questioned what he had gone through, seen, and encountered in his childhood.

But every time he closed his eyes, a small, cramped room with a shabby window and dim light would appear in his mind.

Injured and disabled Pokemon—a Krokorok with only one eye, a Koffing missing a leg, a Swellow with broken wings, and a Kadabra with thinning fur.

The reality of the past clashed with the present, creating a powerful impact.

Closing his eyes brought back the cruel past, while opening them revealed a peaceful and harmonious present.

The images and feelings evoked by these two scenes were completely different.

"Is that you, Number Magician?"

Suddenly, a warm and gentle voice sounded, and a figure appeared in his line of sight.

Teacher Jinghe!

In N's world of black and white, it was as if a colorful flood had surged in, overwhelming his vision.

On the person's body, N saw countless threads of bonds with Pokemon.

This was the second time he had witnessed such a sight.

And when he recognized the "Number Magician," Jinghe, who had arrived, couldn't help but stare in surprise.

N?! It's N!

"Gengga?"

Gengue emerged from Jinghe's shadow, looking at N with a puzzled expression and scratching his head.

Huh? Why does this person feel so familiar...

"Teacher Jinghe, nice to meet you. I'm the 'Number Magician,' but you can call me N." N stood up and introduced himself.

Jinghe glanced around.

The "King" of the Plasma Team had appeared in Flying Cloud City, and the International Police here were no pushovers.

Go cut their salaries!

Jinghe retracted his gaze and lightly shook hands with N before sitting down opposite him.

"I know you," Jinghe said softly.

Hearing this, N smiled helplessly.

If Teacher Jinghe knew his reputation, it wasn't a good thing.

After all, he held the title of the "King" of the Plasma Team, and the person before him was an International Police officer.

"Don't be nervous. Right now, you're just one of my 'patients.'"

N lowered his eyes, his hands crossed on the table. Being uncomfortable with social interactions, he seemed a bit nervous, perhaps searching for a way to start a conversation.

"Gengga~~"

Gengue appeared beside N, slapping him on the shoulder casually.

Hey! Buddy, don't be nervous. Jinghe doesn't bite.

".Thanks, Gengue."

"Gengga~~"

Gengue grinned and floated in mid-air, skillfully making a funny face.

As N pondered, Jinghe's mind was also filled with thoughts.

Although N was the "King" of the Plasma Team, he was merely a puppet, a tool in Ghetsis's hands.

The Plasma Team had clashed with them before, and even their Plasma Frigate had been destroyed. Recently, the Plasma Team had been keeping a low profile.

Perhaps N could be a breakthrough.

Additionally, after seeing N, Jinghe had a good understanding of his "problem."

Speaking of which, Jinghe was a Pokemon psychologist, not particularly skilled in counseling humans, but he should have no problem with N.

At the same time, N took a deep breath and finally spoke again.

"Teacher Jinghe."

"Hmm?"

"Before, you told me to go out and see the outside world. I did, and I saw and learned a lot. Perhaps this world isn't as I had imagined it to be..."

After a pause, N continued, "And I've also confirmed my thoughts and understood what I want. It's just that..."

Before he could finish, Jinghe interrupted, "You're unsure if what you want is correct, if it will have a negative impact on the world or on Pokemon, right?"

Hmm? N was taken aback.

With just a few words, Jinghe understood N's current state.

He should have realized the hypocrisy of the Plasma Team and Ghetsis, and after witnessing the real world, he had formed his "ideal."

Pursuing truth and practicing ideals.

N's ideal had been established, but his early experiences, coupled with recent events, had caused his perception of truth to crumble.

Without truth as a foundation, his ideal was merely a castle in the air.

To put it simply, it was like "The Truman Show." N was Truman, initially living in a world constructed by his adoptive father, Ghetsis. When he finally broke free and saw the outside world, he felt it was different from his expectations and harbored doubts about the world's authenticity.

"Which 'world' do you think is real? Or rather, which 'world' do you prefer to believe is real?"

The tragic experiences of a painful childhood or the things he has witnessed recently.

Which "world" is real?

N opened his mouth, unsure of how to respond for a moment.

"Is it possible that both 'worlds' exist?" Jinghe asked again.

"Both exist?"

Jinghe fell silent for a brief moment. The Poke Ball at his waist opened on its own, and Ice Nine-Tails appeared by his side.

"Woof~~"

The little Pokemon approached Jinghe and, as was its habit, wrapped its tail around his arm, gently rubbing its head against his chest.

In N's eyes, he saw Ice Nine-Tails' dependence, trust, and affection for Jinghe. It was like a warm sun in the midst of a snowy landscape, making one's pores yearn to open.

"This little guy..."

Jinghe smiled and stroked Ice Nine-Tails' head.

"When I first caught it, it was hiding in the trash, barely recognizable from its original form."

Bit by bit, Jinghe recounted Ice Nine-Tails' initial encounter and the process of their acquaintance and companionship.

His words were calm, but they stirred up N's emotions.

In other words,

Ice Nine-Tails, like the Pokemon that had accompanied him during his childhood, had also endured "torment."

Jinghe's tone remained serene.

"And at my home, there's a pair of meddlesome siblings..."

"So..." N's voice was hoarse, "some things do exist."

"Undeniable." Jinghe nodded.

He looked at N and continued, "So, when it comes to Pokemon hunters, I can't help but despise them. But for Pokemon in need, I'll never hold back my help."

N was certain about this.

Otherwise, when he had tried to contact Jinghe for help, Jinghe wouldn't have offered his assistance.

Moreover, there were numerous news stories about Jinghe online.

The cruel "world" existed, and the beautiful "world" also existed.

The beauty that most people could see was only possible because someone was carrying a heavy burden.

N fell silent.

Jinghe picked up his coffee and took a small sip.

Hmm. The taste was far inferior to the coffee made by his meddlesome sister.

After a long silence, Jinghe suddenly said,

"Go help the Pokemon, N."

"Huh?"

N lifted his head and looked at Jinghe, his eyes sparkling with hope.

"There will always be Pokemon in need. Go help those Pokemon that require assistance and make your ideal a reality."

"Help... Pokemon in need?"

N repeated the words softly, remembering a plan he had once considered.

"Teacher Jinghe, I wanted to create a paradise where Pokemon could live freely and happily."

A place where Pokemon in need could find a home.

"That's great."

Jinghe agreed.

After all, he had also once thought of building such a sanctuary, but...

"But my abilities and funds... they're just not sufficient."

"Don't doubt your capabilities." Jinghe looked at N seriously, "I believe in you."

N possessed a power akin to the Everstone, sometimes even more useful, a unique ability in the entire Pokemon world.

As they gazed at each other, a warm current flowed through N's heart.

When one's ideals seemed to contradict the entire world, having someone's support was indescribable.

"But the funds..."

Before N could finish, Jinghe interrupted,

"Funds shouldn't be a problem for you, should they?"

"For me?"

N gave a bitter laugh, "I only recently discovered that I'm just a puppet of Team Plasma."

"You are the king of Team Plasma." Jinghe cut him off again, "As the 'king,' shouldn't you lead Team Plasma onto the right path? Take on your responsibilities, N!"

Being acknowledged by one of the Twin Dragons, N was inherently a hero.

"Huh?"

But as he listened to Jinghe, N was a bit dazed.

Jinghe looked straight into N's eyes and spoke clearly,

"As the 'king,' shouldn't you take control of Team Plasma and set them on the right path? Embrace your responsibilities, N!"

Why should the king of Team Plasma be a puppet to others?

"If you take control of Team Plasma, you'll have the funds and resources. You can lead them to make up for their mistakes and build the paradise you envision."

Funds?

Wasn't that what Team Plasma had?

As for Ghetsis, one of the Seven Sages, what right did he have to control the king?

N blinked twice, looking at Jinghe, then blinked twice more, and a light gradually shone in his eyes.

It seemed to make sense.

But could he, alone, overthrow Ghetsis' rule?

As if reading N's thoughts, Jinghe spoke solemnly,

"If you need help, I'm willing to lend a hand."

N's eyes became serious, and he stood up immediately.

"I'm willing to give it a try!"

For his envisioned paradise, or "ideal country," he was ready to attempt to take control of Team Plasma, assuming the role of their king!

Unconsciously, a phrase came to Jinghe's mind:

Why does the king rebel?

Cough.

"If that's the case..." Jinghe stood up, preparing to leave.

"Wait, Teacher Jinghe!" N quickly reached out to stop him.

"Something else?"

"There's a friend... I wonder if Teacher Jinghe could meet him?"

"A friend?" Jinghe was taken aback.

"Didn't he come with you?"

N wore an embarrassed expression, "If it appears in Flying Cloud City, the impact might be a bit significant."

This piqued Jinghe's curiosity.

Who could cause such a stir in Flying Cloud City at this time?

Even Champion Adeku was in the city.

"It's in the forest next to the Arrow Bridge on the east side of Flying Cloud City." N added.

After a brief pause, Jinghe nodded.

"Alright."

After all, it wasn't like he had much time to spare.

So, Jinghe followed N to the east side, where the Arrow Bridge spanned the city and the Arrow Forest.

Shortly after their departure, a middle-aged man in a trench coat suddenly appeared at the cafe where Jinghe and N had been.

With a grave expression, he confirmed that Jinghe and N had left and quickly reported:

"This is the International Police, code name Handsome, emergency alert! The leader of Team Plasma, 'King,' has appeared in Flying Cloud City and met with Teacher Jinghe, suspected of... taking Teacher Jinghe away!"

"Repeat! The 'King' of Team Plasma has taken Teacher Jinghe away!"

"Repeat!"

In an instant, the message was relayed upwards within the International Police and League Police systems, even reaching Adeku's ears as he flirted with Miss Junsha at the Flying Cloud City League Police Station.

"What?!"

Adeku was shocked, "Teacher Jinghe was captured by the 'King' of Team Plasma?!"

Miss Junsha, standing next to him, looked bewildered.

Did the message say Teacher Jinghe was captured? It said he was taken away, right? That's a big difference, isn't it? But Miss Junsha soon realized the seriousness of the situation.

The day after tomorrow was the final of the Young Master World Championship, and Teacher Jinghe's identity alone made it unacceptable for anything to happen in the Unova Region!

And the culprit was Team Plasma!

Everyone knew how Teacher Jinghe had single-handedly blocked Team Plasma in Dragon City, foiling their plans and even destroying their destroyer.

This was Team Plasma's revenge! What audacity!

Yuanzhi, who also learned of this news, looked a bit taken aback.

Given Jinghe's strength demonstrated in the tournament, how could he have been taken away so quietly? It's hard to believe.

However, it wasn't impossible.

If it was an ambush, poisoning, or other treacherous means... Was Gengue just standing by?

Inside Jinghe's villa.

"Ridiculous," Da Ye glanced at his phone and tossed it aside.

"What's wrong?" Wu Song, standing next to him, asked.

"Nothing, just a junk message," Da Ye said disdainfully, "Saying that Teacher Jinghe was captured, isn't that ridiculous? Teacher Jinghe! With his strength, I'd be impressed if he wasn't captured, but to be taken away without a sound..."

Wu Song pushed up his glasses and nodded slightly, "Makes sense."

He looked at Da Ye with some surprise.

"What's that look for?"

"I didn't expect you to have a brainy day."

Da Ye: "..."

"Damn, top 16, let's have a one-on-one!"

Wu Song: "???"

"Is this the friend you were talking about?"

In the forest next to the Arrow Bridge, outside Flying Cloud City, Jinghe gazed at the massive black dragon with its grey-black body, looking astonished.

Ideal Dragon!

Black Dragon, Czechrom! What a sight!

Jinghe exclaimed in awe.

It was indeed a bit unexpected that N had made contact with the Black Dragon Czechrom so early and gained its approval.

"Unga~~"

The Gengue next to Jinghe let out a cry, its face full of anticipation as it looked at Czechrom.

So that's how it is.

No wonder it had felt a hint of familiarity from N earlier.

Czechrom's gaze rested on Gengue for a while before finally settling on Jinghe.

[Your Ideal.]



Czechrom's voice resonated in Jinghe and Gengue's minds.

Telepathy.

Ideal?

Why suddenly ask me about my ideal?

My ideal is... to eat and do nothing, cough cough.

"Unga!"

Gengue suddenly shouted, its face filled with anticipation as it looked at Czechrom.

My ideal is to be with Jinghe forever and ever! It looked at Czechrom with anticipation, so... after speaking of its ideal, could it be fulfilled? Could it grant Jinghe immortality?

N seemed to see a dazzling rainbow ribbon between Gengue and Jinghe, emitting a dazzling light, making it hard for him to keep his eyes open.

He secretly admired the bond between Teacher Jinghe and Gengue, and Czechrom also saw an incredibly strong attachment to ideals in Gengue.

[Your ideal... admirable!]



After speaking, Czechrom froze for a moment.

Wait.

The other party was a Pokemon, and it looked at Gengue, then at N.

Why did Gengue's attachment to its ideal seem even stronger than N's? Czechrom looked "avoidantly" at Jinghe.

No, if this continued, he'd have to acknowledge Gengue! Czechrom's eyes held a hint of anticipation.

If this guy in front of him could feel such a strong ideal and genuine conviction from Jinghe, he'd surely be able to convey an even more convincing ideal, right?

Action:

Translation:

Is this your ideal?

Jinghe rested his chin and gently rubbed it twice.

"My ideal."

His expression gradually turned serious, his gaze deep and his features distinct.

"To earn more money."

Czechrom: "..."

N: "..."

Gengue: 666

Facing Czechrom's gaze, Jinghe remained calm.

Is there a problem?

No problem!

Czechrom had to admit that Jinghe wasn't lying.

Even his dedication to his ideal was no less than N's, and this was his genuine thought from the bottom of his heart.

But...

"I see." N's expression was one of realization, "Just like I need more funds to realize my ideal 'Paradise', Jinghe's ideal also requires a lot of funding, right?"

[I see.]



Czechrom nodded in understanding.

No wonder, no wonder he was so persistent. Was this just the first step in his "great" ideal?

The first step alone was comparable to N's, which showed how grand his true ideal was!

It's not that I just want to earn more money to support my family and maybe help a few Pokemon. Jinghe listened to their words, his expression a bit dazed.

Czechrom's expression turned serious.

Being able to speak of such a "crude" ideal without any embarrassment, this person's ideal deserves respect!

[Your ideal is admirable!]



Ding-dong—

Jinghe seemed to hear a system-like "ding-dong" sound, and then—Congratulations, you have gained the recognition of the Ideal Dragon Czechrom!

Gaining Czechrom's recognition, becoming the "Black Hero"!

Jinghe and Czechrom looked at each other, seeing acknowledgment.

But ideals have their priorities.

For now, it will still follow N.

If Jinghe needs help, perhaps it can provide some assistance.

"Hngga?"

Gengue's thumb was in his nose, his expression speechless.

So...

That's it?

Not fulfilling wishes?

Czechrom: "..."

I'm the Ideal Dragon, not the Wish Dragon.

"Perhaps... Gengue can teach you some things?"

"The Mediator" Jinghe stepped forward.

[Teach?]



Czechrom's expression was one of bewilderment.

"Hngga~~" Gengue opened his mouth, rubbing his palms together, and looked at Czechrom with a mischievous smile.

Yes! Teach some things!

"Oh, and this guy."

Jinghe took out the Lotom Pokedex again.

"Lo, Lotom?"

Lotom's expression became even more bewildered.

What does this have to do with it?

"You're the only Electric-type Pokemon." Jinghe whispered in its ear.

The Black Dragon Czechrom is an Electabuzz, so it's worth getting some benefits from it!

Under Gengue's gaze, Czechrom unconsciously took a step back, looked at the adorable Lotom, and quickly let out a sigh of relief:

[It's simple.]



Buzz—

Suddenly, Czechrom's body emitted a deep blue electric light, and its tail began to spin rapidly like a high-frequency turbine.

Sizzle—

"Full! Full! It's full! It's about to overflow, Lotom—!"

Under Czechrom's electric light, Lotom's expression was complex.

Satisfaction, enjoyment, worry, and eagerness.

"Maybe in the future, even our 'tool person' won't be able to beat others."

Calculating the benefits Lotom received, there was Raikou's Thunder Stone, Czechrom's electricity, and Pidgeot's feathers...

Then there was Gengue.

"Hngga~! ()"

I'm very strong, you don't need to hold back!

"Teacher Jinghe, I look forward to our next meeting!"

N bowed deeply to Jinghe, then turned and climbed onto Czechrom's back, who was looking dejected. He started the turbine and flapped his wings.

Just as Czechrom was leaving with N, Ado finally arrived with the handsome guy and the other International Police and League Police.

"That's... the Ideal Dragon Czechrom?!" Ado exclaimed, his pupils shrinking.

As he spoke, a Poke Ball appeared in his hand.

The Plasma Team has gained Czechrom's recognition?

He must stop them, otherwise...

But before Ado could throw the Poke Ball, Jinghe quickly reached out and stopped him.

Although he didn't know why Ado and the others were here, given the situation, it was highly likely that the International Police had discovered N, the "King" of the Plasma Team, in Flying Cloud City and had come to stop him.

"It's okay, Mr. Ado."

Jinghe spoke while watching N leave, a smile on his face, "He's not a bad person."

"Hmm?" Ado was somewhat skeptical.

But considering that the speaker was Teacher Jinghe, the hero who saved Dragon City, and the fact that he was not on good terms with the Plasma Team, Ado chose to trust him.

"But..." Ado furrowed his brows.

"Mr. Ado, do you want to take down the Plasma Team?" Jinghe suddenly asked.

"Of course, but the Plasma Team is hiding, and their technology is advanced. It won't be easy to..."

The Unova League now considers the Plasma Team a thorn in their side, and they must eliminate them before they cause more trouble!

"No problem. I've found an informant for you."

"Informant?" Ado was taken aback, looking at N and Czechrom who were already out of sight, "Could it be..."

Jinghe smiled and nodded, "Yes, the 'King' of the Plasma Team will help you get rid of the Plasma Team."

Wait a minute.

Let me sort this out.

Plasma Team, informant, eliminate the Plasma Team...

I recognize these words separately, but why do they sound so strange when put together?

(End of Chapter)

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