I, the fighting party, became Xiaozhi's golden finger

Soon, a green light, like a surging spring, quietly lit up at the root of the giant tree that had already dried up and lost its vitality.

This light was not dazzling, but rather had a kind of warmth and kindness of life. It slowly flowed along the roots of the tree, as if looking for something.

As the light moved, it finally stopped on the body of the wood gecko, who seemed to be deeply attracted by the light at this moment.

A special telepathy was established between them, as if it was a totem in an ancient legend, awakened by a mysterious force.

Under the illumination of this light, the eyes of the wood gecko became blurred and deep, as if traveling through time and space and returning to the era that was closely connected with nature.

Its body trembled slightly, as if resisting, but also as if longing. The pair of eyes that were originally dim and dull gradually regained vitality at this moment, revealing a gentleness that resonated with the world.

The surrounding environment also changed because of this light. The barren soil began to surge, and the green vegetables on the ground gradually turned green. Some sprouts even emerged from the soil, showing their vitality to the sky.

All this happened like a miracle, and people couldn't believe their eyes.

And this was just the moment when the light began.

"Child, my child..."

This voice seemed to come from the depths of the earth, with endless vicissitudes and tenderness, echoing in the mind of the wood gecko.

Its sensitive perception, which had become sensitive due to long-term symbiosis with nature, was touched by this voice, as if it had returned to the arms of its mother. The intimacy and familiarity made people cry.

"You shouldn't stop here, go, go, see the poetry and the distance, and embark on a journey with a trainer..."

The voice carried an irresistible power, which seemed to awaken the potential deep in the heart of the wood gecko and inspire it to explore the unknown world.

The green light became brighter, like a light path leading to the front, waiting for the wood gecko to follow.

Guided by this voice, a vague figure gradually appeared in the eyes of the wood gecko. It was its future trainer, a young man full of vitality and dreams.

He was followed by a positive and negative electric clapper in the form of the Kanto region...

(Pikachu:???)

The wood gecko felt unprecedented power, and a warm current surged in its heart. It was the rebirth of life and the infinite expectation for the future.

The sound of the giant tree continued to echo in his ears. It was not only a symbol of life, but also the driving force for the wood gecko to move forward.

Encouraged by this voice, the wood gecko stood up. Although its steps were hesitant at first, they became more and more firm as time went by.

Its own journey was about to begin, and that green light would always be the warmest memory in its heart...

The surrounding ground seemed to have rejuvenated overnight. The originally dry and cracked soil became moist and fertile, and green grass leaves emerged from it, jumping like countless elves, celebrating the arrival of life.

The flowers were not far behind, blooming colorful petals and emitting fragrance, attracting many Pokémon to come and collect nectar. All this shows that the cycle of nature has been restarted here, and the melody of life is playing here.

In this vibrant scene, the giant tree is different.

It is not rejuvenated like the surrounding plants, but is slowly dissipating.

The branches, which originally had few leaves, gradually became transparent, and its vitality was lost bit by bit.

The trunk began to split, peeling off like ancient bark, revealing the wood inside that emits a faint glow...

The disappearance of the giant tree is not the end of life, but a transformation, a magnificent process of passing vitality to others.

Its existence is no longer just a pile of materials, but a symbol of spirit and a revelation of life.

It uses its last strength to nourish the surrounding plants, allowing them to grow, and interprets the cycle of life and selfless dedication with its disappearance.

As the giant tree dissipates, a sacred and solemn atmosphere shrouds the entire area. Whether it was the Bulbasaur or other Pokémon, they all felt an unprecedented awe.

Tears flowed from the corners of Bulbasaur's eyes, tears of gratitude and sadness.

Its cry was not loud, but every tear contained endless emotions, like drizzling rain, falling on the ground, nourishing the new flowers and plants.

Bulbasaur's body trembled, crying, and its strong heart was like being touched. It could not express its inner feelings in words, and could only express them with tears.Da.

Seeing this, Xiaozhi was also moved.

He gently held the wood gecko in his arms, just like treating a child. He gently patted the wood gecko's back with both hands, and the comfort was like a spring breeze, warm and firm.

Xiaozhi didn't speak, because Li Qingfeng once told him that sometimes emotions that cannot be expressed in words need to be felt with the heart.

At this moment, it was the deepest time of the night, the quiet time before dawn.

There were only a few remaining stars in the sky flickering tenaciously, reserving the last glimmer of light for the coming sunshine.

The moon has quietly set in the west, leaving a faint silver afterglow, reflecting the earth, adding a mysterious and quiet beauty to this silent night.

The air is filled with the coolness of the night, mixed with the fragrance of soil and flowers.

The breeze blew, bringing a hint of the breath of the future morning, heralding the arrival of a new day.

The dew condensed on the leaves, crystal clear, like a pearl of nature.

At this moment, everything is sleeping, everything is silently waiting for the arrival of dawn.

In this quiet night, time seems to become slower, and every breath seems particularly clear.

As the first ray of sunlight penetrates the clouds and illuminates the earth, the transparent giant tree also completely dissipates under the sunlight.

Its existence has never left, and it will always remain on this land.

'Dissipation is not an end, but a transformation, a cycle of life. ' Li Qingfeng said so.

On this land illuminated by the sun, a golden seed fell quietly, it flashed a wonderful light, containing endless vitality and hope.

It fell from the sky and landed next to the wood gecko.

The appearance of the seed is smooth and shiny, as if woven by sunlight. Its color is not simply gold, but contains countless colors, a collection of all the beautiful colors of nature.

When it fell to the ground, the surrounding air seemed to become fresher and full of vitality.

This is...

The seed of miracle.