I really don't want to be a trainer.

Chapter 833 N and Mewtwo

Chengdu area, Qingqingya.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, the river is clear, the vast forest surrounds the lake, and the lake is as clear as a mirror.

The crisp birdsong echoed in the treetops. Pikachu picked up the fallen orange fruit, heard the rustling of the grass, held it in his mouth and ran to the depths of the forest.

A tall, green-haired young man in a white shirt leaned out of the grass.

He wears a peaked cap, has gentle eyes, green hair that grows to his waist, and a Rubik's cube hanging on his waist.

"We're here, Zekrom."

N said softly to the empty surroundings:

"The legendary location of Mewtwo...Clear Cliff."

Ripples appeared in the space, and Zekrom appeared next to N, with black gold armor and stern red pupils.

"Why do you take the risk and come to see Mewtwo. 』

Zekrom looked up at the clouds and mists surrounding the hillside, and continued: "I sense a very dangerous aura... Fighting him, even I can't take care of you." 』

"We're not here to fight Mewtwo."

N straightened his back, looked up at the clouds, the hem of his shirt swayed in the wind, and a certain look flickered in his eyes.

"I came to find... the answer to the relationship between humans and Pokémon."

Chaomeng is a legendary Pokémon created by humans, but it has always believed that it is a 'human'.

And N is the descendant of humans and Pokémon, and once thought he was a 'Pokémon'.

The two lost their way repeatedly. Fortunately, the encounter between life and life changed their destination.

"I will guard the surrounding area. 』

Zekrom's red pupils were stern and his black gold armor glowed, disappearing again.

"Thank you, Zekrom."

N sincerely thanked, with firm eyes, climbing step by step to the top of the towering clear cliff.

On the top of the clear cliff, the "Mingjing Lake", which is as clear as a mirror, has a slight ripple.

There is a big tree by the lake that is full of vitality and exudes crystal brilliance, surrounded by Pokémon such as Big Tooth, Pikachu, and Popo.

In front of the tree trunk, there is a white humanoid Pokémon, slowly turning its head, revealing a majestic face.

He sensed an intimate and indescribable vibration.

Chaomeng, quietly waiting for N's ​​arrival.

Qingcheya is a natural shelter and habitat with steep terrain, changeable weather and inaccessible people.

A few months ago, there was news that there were dangerous Pokémon in Qingcheya, and then the mountain was closed and the road was detoured.

At one time, some trainers wanted to try their luck, but they were all lost in the thick fog, and most of them disappeared.

N was not afraid, as if he was not stepping on a steep wall, letting his intuition lead him through the fog.

Gradually, the clouds and mists dispersed, the top of the mountain was within easy reach, and the vision suddenly became clear.

There is a mountain top like a paradise, with lush trees, sparkling lake, and full of vitality.

N took a deep breath, and blinked in surprise when he saw a somewhat familiar Pokémon.

"You are... Xiaozhi's Pikachu."

"No." N said to himself, "It feels the same, but I can't explain it."

"Pika~" Pikachu smiled, lowered his limbs, and ran towards a particularly crystal ancient tree.

N cast his eyes curiously, and opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn, the waveguide boiled rapidly, and the air became oppressive.

A white humanoid Pokémon that is not angry and majestic, slowly landed and stood in front of N.

N struggled to breathe, and murmured: "Chaomeng..."

"Who are you. 』Chaomeng stared coldly, did not speak, and came his oppressive telepathy.

"I am...N." The green-haired youth replied.

"Why do I feel the breath of humans and Pokémon at the same time on you. 』

Chaomeng frowned tightly, staring at the green-haired youth, suddenly startled, his eyes flickering continuously.

"I see. ’ He said deeply, ‘You and I are of the same kind. 』

N suddenly raised a heartfelt, childish smile.

"I'm really happy to meet you, Chaomeng." N lowered his eyes and said softly, "That means that I'm not alone on the road."

Chaomeng stared at N, his eyes penetrated the long river of time, and saw his past.

And that period of the past highly overlaps with his own past.

『You want to free Pokémon from the Poké Ball. Chaomeng asked, "Why?" 』

"Because... I think that Pokémon is a kind of enslavement of humans to Pokémon." N spoke quickly, "With the existence of Pokéball, the relationship between humans and Pokémon will never be equal. Pokémon is subject to Oppression, but people are used to it, and after taking it, they ignore it, throw it away at will, treat it as a collection or a line of data, and the reason is nothing more than that they used the Pokémon to take the Pokémon!"

Chaomeng was silent, recalling some fragments before his eyes.

Like N, this "mew counterattack" tried to liberate all Pokémon, and invented the "dark ball" that can subdue the "contained Pokémon".

In the same way, Chaomeng knew that N's ideal would eventually end in failure, so he still said flatly: "And then. 』

"Then..." N raised his bright eyes, "I met a trainer."

Recalling the encounters between each other, the dialogue on the Ferris wheel, and the beautiful voice of the heart.

N's eyes flickered: "He told me that the Poké Ball is a kind of promise... a promise to bond with each other and fight for each other."

Chaomeng remained calm and listened to N's speech without saying a word.

"There are Pokémon who are enslaved by humans, and there are Pokémon who are willing to be subdued. There are human beings who are superior, and there are trainers who become family members with Pokémon. The fault is not the Pokemon, but the human beings with arrogance and prejudice. .My ideal is not to fight against the Poké Ball, but the prejudice in people's hearts—"

"Pokémon are not fighting tools, they are living individuals, and the connection between humans and Pokémon is not the Poké Ball, but..."

N paused, looked at Chaomeng, and tremblingly said: "The bond between each other."

Chaomeng's eyes flickered slightly.

N opened his arms wide, his green hair fluttered under his peaked cap, and a special look flickered in his eyes:

"The trainer told me: It is not who you are born that defines who you are, but how you use your life."

"I decided to fight for a better world until humans don't see Pokémon as tools, codes, collections, but..."

N said slowly: "Partners, friends, comrades in arms... family members."

Chaomeng was silent for a long time, and said slowly:

"I came from another world, and I strayed into this space coordinates half a year ago... After returning to the original world, in order to find 'who am I', I launched a war."

"war?"

"That's right, a war between humans and Pokémon." The former Armored Mewtwo, now the counterattack Mewtwo, looked up at the blue sky, "In the end, I lost, and with this group of cloned Pokémon, come into this world."

"So, that Pikachu..."

"It's a copied Pokémon." Mewtwo smiled, "But it also has an independent consciousness and is an independent living body."

N looked at Chaomeng's smile and was slightly taken aback.

"It is not who you were born that determines who you are, but how you use your life..."

Chaomeng looked up at the sky, chewed the words, and murmured: "There are also wise men among human beings, and there are also trainers who love Pokémon."

"As you said, N." Chaomeng lowered his head, his eyes were deep, and he slowly stretched out his palm, "What we are fighting against is not the Pokéball... but the arrogance and prejudice of the human heart."

Looking at Chaomeng's outstretched palm, N looked moved, took a step forward, and stretched out his palm.

The palms of each other were tightly held, and N and Chaomeng met their eyes.

They felt an indescribable force.

That power is illusory, but it exists in the world of Pokémon.

Because Pokémon is not a simple string of codes... as long as you trust it from the bottom of your heart, it will respond to your expectations.

On May 5th, N and Chaomeng met each other in Qingcheya, as if traveling thousands of miles away, traveling through distant time and space.

The bushes rustled.

N and Chaomeng cast their eyes at the same time.

A dark-skinned teenager got out of the grass, holding a mobile phone Rotom, with excited eyes:
"I found it, the legendary fantasy Pokémon—"

"Tsk...why isn't it a dream, it's a guy named Chaomeng."

The boy took out the shrunken elf ball, pressed the center of the ball to enlarge it, and threw it violently:

"A mere counterfeit, look at mine, Poké Ball, Go!!"

Chaomeng's face is cold, and his temples are throbbing because of the 'fake goods'.

"Czechrom."

N's eyes lost their brightness, and he lowered the brim of his hat, and said hoarsely:

"Please...use staggered lightning."

Boom! !

In the sky above the lake, the wind and cloud changed color, and violent and angry thunder surged in the thundercloud.

Zekrom stood tall in the sky, his engine overloaded crazily, his eyes were scarlet, and he held a thunderbolt in his hand. He threw a spear like a spear, and hit the Pokéball in the middle, splitting it in two.

Dazzling thunder and lightning exploded, and amidst the boy's screams, the aftermath swallowed him!
The magnificence and solemnity of Qingcheya were destroyed.

N's eyes are not bright, her lips are white, she lowers the brim of her hat, trembling slightly:
"It's because... there is such a trainer...so, I..."

A palm rested lightly on N's shoulder.

N was startled and looked at Chaomeng.

Chaomeng controls the boy's body with his thoughts, puts him into Mingjing Lake, heals his scars with the lake water, and puts him down the cliff.

"I erased his memory so that he would no longer have the idea of ​​becoming a trainer."

Chaomeng said calmly: "As you said, N, what we are fighting against is not a single individual... but pride and prejudice."

N's eyes, which had lost their highlights, gradually regained their spirits, staring at Chaomeng blankly.

"The prejudice that Pokémon should stay in the Pokéball; the arrogance that can subdue all Pokémon with the Pokéball. N..."

Chaomeng's eyes were bright, and he said softly: "You can't stop here."

N's eyes gradually took on color, and the green hair and white clothes under the peaked cap swayed in the wind.

When regaining consciousness again, Chaomeng took its cloned Pokémon, gradually rose and disappeared.

Because of that reckless boy, Chaomeng can no longer inhabit Qingqing Cliff and must find another place.

Standing alone on the hills, N felt as if a piece was missing from the bottom of his heart, and felt very sad and shed tears.

……

Hezhong District, Raven City.

A handsome black-haired young man, wearing a shirt, stood at the ticket gate of the Ferris wheel and asked the young lady:
"Excuse me, that young man with green hair and about the same height as me, has he been here in the past few days?"

The conductor was taking a nap, and recognized at a glance that this was one of the CPs he knocked on back then, and said cheerfully:

"Of course, he comes to ride the Ferris wheel almost every day, but it seems that he has gone to other places these days..."

The conductor opened the drawer, "He also left me a letter, saying that when someone asked him, he would hand the letter to him."

Lu Ye took the letter, thanked him, walked to the bench next to the vending machine, sat down, and slowly unfolded it.

【ladies and gentlemen:

Hello!

Allow me to apologize in advance, I don't know who you are.

However, if you can find the Raven City Wheel, it will be my friend.

I have very few friends, and there are fewer and fewer friends who know that I often come to Leiwen City. There are only Wei Ao and Teacher Lu.

Therefore, this is a letter to Teacher Lu. If you are not yourself, please return the letter to the original place. I will express my sincere thanks.

Teacher, how are you doing recently? I heard that you participated in the World Championships. I wish you good results.

Maybe you are not interested... My Zoroya has evolved and is still afraid of humans, but much better than before.

The Plasma team has also welcomed many newcomers. Their ideas are not pure, but the Plasma team needs manpower.

I'm still the same person I used to be, but a little changed.No weight loss, no change in vision, so what?I can't talk about it, maybe it's a concept.

I used to believe that the world is either black or white, and the contradiction between ideal and reality cannot be reconciled.

Today I can hear more voices... including those that are asymmetrical, dissonant, and unaesthetic.

The ticket price of the Ferris wheel has also increased, and everything is changing unconsciously. It is hard to say whether it will be good or bad. I only believe in one thing.

My trip will continue, the next stop is to find Mewtwo, I hope I can use your luck.Ha ha.

Your sincere student.

N.

Attached are two Ferris wheel tickets, this time please. 】

Lu Ye shook out two Ferris wheel tickets, handed them to the ticket inspector, and boarded the Ferris wheel with his hands in his pockets.

When it reached the highest point, the figure of N seemed to appear in the empty front seat.He rested his chin and looked out the window, and said gently:
"The beauty of the Ferris wheel is that circular motion... mechanics... is the embodiment of a beautiful formula..."

Lu Ye took a closer look, and saw the fairy Ibrahimovic squatting in front of it, shaking his little paw: "Bu Yi?"

"It's nothing." Lu Ye took out the box with a beautiful ribbon and smiled, "I have a present for you."

"Buyi?" Fairy Ibrahim blinked his blue eyes, opened the box with a ribbon, and opened it slightly.

Inside the box are two cute and exquisite bows, one pink and one purple, designed by Maxiu and Melissa respectively, which are quite beautiful.

"Buyi..."

This is prettier than the bow in the cloakroom...

Fairy Ibrahimovic was slightly lost in thought, squatting on a chair with his forelimbs propped up, and turned his head proudly:

"Buyi! o(^｀)o"

I, I don't like it at all, go return it!
"You are appointed to wear a bow tie today." Lu Ye said, "Come on, let me help you!"

"Buyi! (〃＞炸＜)"

In the sky above Raven City, the green-haired youth lowered his eyes, and walked through the sky while leaning on Zekrom's back.

Looking at the ferris wheel he loves so much, N was slightly taken aback, and then showed a long-lost smile.

"teacher……"

N's eyes are firm: "My journey will not stop yet."

……

　Foreshadowing recovery! ┏(＾0＾)┛

　　
　
(End of this chapter)