I Really Don’t Want To Be a Trainer

"I think Fairy Ibrahimovic will be very happy when she receives a gift." Shi Lan smiled, "After all, Pokémon, like humans, also need surprises."

That afternoon, Lu Ye contacted Melissa to discuss the style of the bow.

"How about the bright purple." Melissa smiled, "It is both noble and elegant, and it is very commensurate with the fairy Ibrahimovic."

Teacher Lu's favorite is also purple, and a series of mobile phone cases, picture book cases, etc. are all purple.

As we all know, the champion color of bamboo orchid is black gold, Dawu is ore silver, crimson is fiery red, and green is leaf green...

As the champion, Mr. Lu's symbolic color fluctuates between black gold and purple.

"Just purple." Lu Ye made a final decision.

It just so happens that Melissa's design style is 'purple'.

Then find Maxiu to design a set of 'pink' bows to dress up the eldest sister's head so cute!

The bows designed by the two will be sent to the Hezhong area.

After the ranking battle, Lu Ye stayed in Hezhong, and there was a trainer he wanted to meet.

He wanted to visit old friends—

The King of the Plasma Team, N.

Chapter 832 N and Chaomeng

Chengdu area, clear cliff.

Clouds are shrouded in mist, the river is clear, the lake is surrounded by vast forests, and the lake is as clear as a mirror.

The treetops reverberated with the crisp birdsong. Pikachu picked up the orange fruit that had fallen to the ground, heard the rustling of the grass, and ran to the depths of the forest with his mouth in his mouth.

A tall, green-haired youth with a white shirt leaned out from the grass.

He wears a peaked cap, his eyes are gentle, his green hair grows to his waist, and a Rubik's cube hangs around his waist.

"We're here, Zekrom."

N to the empty surroundings, whispered:

"The location of the legendary Chao Meng...Clear Cliff."

Ripples appeared in the space, and Zekrom appeared beside N, with black-gold armor and stern red eyes.

"Why take the risk and come to meet Mewtwo. 』

Zekrom looked up at the clouds swirling around the hillside, and continued: "I sensed a very dangerous aura... Fighting with Him, even I can't take care of you. 』

"We're not here to fight Mewtwo."

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

"To find... the answer to the relationship between humans and Pokémon."

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

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

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

"I'll be on guard all around. 』

Zekrom's red eyes were cold and his black and gold armor was glowing, and he disappeared again.

"Thank you, Zekrom."

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

At the top of the clear cliff, the clear mirror-like 'Mingjing Lake' has ripples.

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

In front of the tree trunk, there is a white human-shaped Pokémon, slowly turning his head, revealing a majestic face.

He sensed a sympathetic and indescribable wave.

Chao Meng, quietly waiting for the arrival of N.

Clear Cliff is a natural shelter and habitat due to its steep terrain, changeable weather and inaccessible people.

A few months ago, there was news of a dangerous Pokémon in Clear Cliff, and the mountain was closed.

Once a trainer wanted to try their luck, 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 mist dissipated, the top of the mountain was close at hand, 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... Ash's Pikachu."

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

"Pika~" Pikachu smiled, lowered his limbs, and ran towards an exceptionally crystal-clear ancient tree.

N cast his gaze curiously, widened his eyes, incredulous.

The atmosphere was suddenly dignified, the waveguide boiled violently, and the air became oppressive.

A white human-shaped Pokémon that is not angry and arrogant, slowly fell to the ground, and stood in front of N.

N had difficulty breathing and muttered: "Super dream..."

"Who are you. ' Mewtwo stared coldly, did not speak, and heard his oppressive telepathy.

"I'm...N." The green-haired youth replied.

"Why do I feel the aura of both humans and Pokémon in you. 』

Chao Meng frowned tightly, staring at the green-haired youth, suddenly stunned, his eyes flashing constantly.

"I understand. ' He said deeply, 'You and I are of the same kind. 』

N suddenly raised a sincere, childish smile.

"I'm really happy to see you, Chao Meng." N lowered his eyes and said softly, "That means, I'm not alone on my road."

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

And that past is highly overlapped with his own past.

"You want to free Pokémon from the Poké Ball. ' Mewtwo asked, 'Why. 』

"Because... I think that the Poké Ball is a kind of slavery of humans to Pokémon." N spoke a little faster, "With the existence of the Poké Ball, the relationship between humans and Pokémon will never be equal. Pokémon Being oppressed, people are used to it. After they are captured, they discard it, throw it away, treat it as a collection or a line of data, because they captured Pokémon with Poké Balls!"

Chao Meng was silent, recalling a few fragments in front of him.

Like N, this 'Mewd of Counterattack' tried to liberate all Pokémon and invented a 'dark ball' that could conquer 'conquered Pokémon'.

In the same way, Chao Meng knew that N's ideal would eventually fail, and he still said plainly: "And then. 』

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

Recalling the encounters with each other, the conversation on the Ferris wheel, and the picturesque voice.

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

Chao Meng remained calm, silent, listening to N's speech.

"There are Pokémon who are enslaved by humans, and there are Pokémon who are willing to be subdued. There are high-ranking humans, and there are trainers who become family members with Pokémon. The fault is not the Poké Ball, but the humans with arrogance and prejudice. . The ideal I carry is not against the Poké Ball, but the prejudice in people's heart—"

"Pokémon are not fighting tools, they are living individuals, and between humans and Pokémon, it is not the Poké Ball that is connected to each other, but..."

N paused, looked at Chaomeng, and said in a trembling voice: "The ties between each other."

Super Dream's eyes flashed slightly.

N opened his arms wide, the green hair under the peaked cap fluttered, and a different look flashed in his eyes:

"The trainer told me: It's not where you come from that decides who you are, it's 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...family."

Chao Meng was silent for a long time, and slowly said:

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

"war?"

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

"So, that Pikachu..."

"It's a copied Pokémon." Chao Meng smiled, "but it also has an independent consciousness and is an independent life form."

N looked at Chaomeng's smile and was slightly startled.

"It's not your background that determines who you are, but how you use your life..."

Chao Meng looked up at the sky, chewed the words, and muttered: "There are also wise men among humans, 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 Poké Ball... 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 clasped, and N and Chao Meng's eyes met.

They felt an indescribable force.

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

Because Pokémon is not a simple string of codes... As long as you trust it sincerely, it will respond to your expectations.

On May 6th, N and Chaomeng met each other on the clear cliff.

The bushes 'rustled'.

N and Mewtwo cast their gazes at the same time.

A dark-skinned teenager emerged from the grass, holding a mobile phone Rotom, with excitement in his eyes:

"I found it, the legendary Pokémon-"

"Tsk...why isn't it a dream, it's a guy called Chao Meng."

The teenager took out the shrunken Poké Ball, pressed the center of the ball to enlarge it, and threw it violently:

"Just a fake, look at me, Poké Ball, Go!!"

Mewtwo's face was grim, and his temples throbbed because of the 'fake'.

"Zekrom."

N lost the highlights in his eyes, lowered the brim of his hat, and said hoarsely:

"Please... use Staggered Lightning."

Boom! !

Over the lake, the wind and clouds changed color, and violent and angry thunder surged in the thunderclouds.

Zekrom stood above the sky, his engine was madly overloaded, his eyes were scarlet, and he held a thunderbolt. It was like a spear was thrown out, hitting the Poké Ball, splitting it in two.

The dazzling thunder and lightning exploded, and in the screams of the teenager, the aftermath swallowed it up!

The magnificence and solemnity of the clear cliff was destroyed in one fell swoop.

N's eyes have no highlights, his lips are white, the brim of his hat is lowered, and he trembles slightly:

"It's because...there are such trainers...that's why I..."

A palm rests lightly on N's shoulder.

N was startled and looked at Chaomeng.

Chao Meng used his mind to control the boy's body, put it into Mingjing Lake, healed his wounds with the lake water, and put it down the cliff.

"I erased his memory so he wouldn't have any more thoughts of being a trainer."

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