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

After a glass of strong liquor, both old man Hatch and Genji smiled comfortably.

"With you here, I feel much more at ease." Old man Hatch said with emotion.

"Same here, you are also my old friend." Genji responded.

The night was as dark as ink, and the stars were reflected on the sparkling sea, which was beautiful and intoxicating.

The two old men who had not seen each other for a long time sat by the sea, had a few drinks, and enjoyed this rare quiet moment.

Suddenly, Genji broke the silence and asked, "Do you still want to continue sailing?"

Old man Hatch was silent for a moment and shook his head gently: "No, sailing on the sea for a long time is not something my body can bear."

His body can no longer sail as freely as when he was young.

Besides, the meaning of sailing is not only for himself, but also to protect the people he loves and this land.

Now that his loved ones have left, only he and Xiaopi are left to depend on each other.

Genji just nodded, he understood old man Hatch's decision.

As time goes by, these old trainers and guardians will eventually leave the stage, but their spirit and beliefs will be passed on forever.

The night deepened and the sea breeze blew gently.

The two old men continued to sit together, tasting fine wine, chatting about the past, and enjoying this rare quiet moment.

The two gently clinked their glasses, making a pleasant sound, like the music of the night. Their smiles were filled with a hint of emotion, a hint of nostalgia, as well as determination and expectation.

"To us." They said in unison, with a firm light shining in their eyes.

At this moment, there were only them and this beautiful night.

They are not only old friends for many years, but also comrades who fought side by side and are the guardians of the Hoenn region.

"The road ahead is still long, and we have many challenges to face." Genji said, "But we will not retreat, we will always protect this land."

Old man Hatch nodded, his eyes full of confidence: "Yes, as long as we are united, nothing can stop us."

They smiled at each other, and at that moment, all the fatigue and troubles disappeared.

Some of them have a vision for the future, determination to face challenges, and persistence in protecting the Hoenn region.

The starry sky is bright, cheering for their friendship and determination.

...

...

Xiaozhi couldn't sleep either.

He lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, with his backpack on the stool beside him. It contained all his treasures and was also a witness to his journey.

Suddenly, he noticed that the backpack emitted a faint light, as if something was flickering inside. Xiaozhi sat up, opened the backpack, and found that it was the meteorite transformed by Deoxys that was glowing.

The light was warm and mysterious, and it seemed to convey some information to Xiaozhi.

The meteorite of Deoxys suddenly made a mechanical sound, which seemed to come from the distant sky, and it seemed to be an echo across time and space.

"Ding... Sky... Ding..."

Xiaozhi was startled by the sudden sound. He moved closer to the meteorite and listened carefully.

Although the sound was weak, it was clearly transmitted to his ears, a bit like a code, or a warning.

"What does this mean?" Xiaozhi was confused. He tried to interpret the meaning behind the sound, but no matter how he thought, he could not find the answer.

He recalled his previous encounter with Deoxys.

Deoxys is an alien creature with extremely high intelligence, and now, this meteorite seems to be conveying some information to him, but what does it mean?

Li Qingfeng frowned when he heard this. He thought for a moment and said, "Could it be that time is running out and the meteorite crisis has arrived earlier?"

His words made Xiaozhi stunned.

Indeed, they had always thought that there was still enough time to find a solution, but if time was tight as Li Qingfeng said, then they had to seize every minute and every second.

"Then we have to act immediately and can't delay any longer." Xiaozhi was the first to react, and he stood up.

"It's still night, even if you go out, you can't go anywhere..."

Seeing Xiaozhi so excited, Li Qingfeng told him not to be so stressed and just take a rest.

After listening to Li Qingfeng's advice, Xiaozhi's heart suddenly settled down.

Facing such a crisis, a calm mind and a careful plan are needed.

So he put down his worries and fell asleep peacefully.

As the night deepened, Xiaozhi's breathing gradually became stable, but Xiaogang's breathing was not so stable.

...

...

It was late at night, but Xiaogang was still awake.

Under normal circumstances,He had already fallen asleep, enjoying the quiet night.

But tonight, he stared at the slate in his bag, deep in thought.

This slate was of great significance to him.

It not only recorded some ancient legends of the Holy Pillar, but also carried the history and culture of the Hoenn region.

The patterns and symbols it described were said to contain powerful power.

Xiaogang's fingers gently slid across the surface of the slate, feeling the texture that had been polished by the years.

He pondered the patterns on the slate, trying to interpret the deep meaning behind them.

This slate may be an important clue to stop the meteorite crisis.

"I don't know when I can see Regirock..." Xiaogang muttered to himself.

The words on the slate in front of him were too complicated to be interpreted. These words were twisted and complicated, and every stroke was full of the heavy sense of history.

Xiaogang tried his best to decipher them, but he couldn't find any clues. He sighed softly: "I should have learned ancient Chinese earlier..."

Thinking back to the days when he was the gym leader in Deep Gray City, he often went to Yuejian Mountain.

In that ancient mountain range, there are many ancient legends and texts.

And the text on the stone slab in front of him is exactly the mysterious symbols he had seen on the edge of Yuejian Mountain, but he had never been able to decipher.

Those words are like puzzles, troubling him.

He tried to learn ancient Chinese through various channels, but his time was always distracted by trivial matters and he failed to stick to it.

Now facing this stone slab, he deeply regrets it.

"If I had studied ancient Chinese well at that time, I might be able to decipher these words faster now and find a way to stop the meteorite..." Xiaogang gently stroked the stone slab, his eyes full of regret.

Yuejian Mountain + stone slab, this combination is actually a bit intriguing.

If Li Qingfeng were here, he would also take Xiaogang's complaints seriously.

Because not far from Yuejian Mountain, the World Tree is there!

As for these words...

He can only say that those who understand will understand...