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

Xiaozhi was shocked after hearing this.

He understood what Mei Yali meant, if it was man-made.

This involved a highly advanced technology that could control the weather and change the environment. He felt a strong concern that if this power was abused, the consequences would be disastrous.

He stared at Mei Yali closely and said firmly: "We must find out the truth and see who is behind all this. Otherwise, the residents of the entire town will be threatened."

Mei Yali shook her head gently, with deep concern in her eyes: "Xiaozhi, it is not easy to investigate the truth behind this. This involves some highly confidential and dangerous things, which may bring us more trouble and danger."

Her words were gentle but firm, like a cold spring, which instantly calmed Xiaozhi down. He understood Mei Yali's concerns and what she meant.

In this desert, they are all insignificant existences, and any disturbance may affect their lives.

Meiyali continued, "Why don't we just wait quietly for this sandstorm to pass? Although our home is damaged, as long as we work together, we will definitely rebuild our home. As for the truth behind it, perhaps we don't need to uncover it."

Xiaozhi was silent for a moment. He knew that Meiyali was right. They were helpless in this desert, and any adventure might bring unpredictable consequences.

He decided to follow Meiyali's advice and wait and see what happens, and then make plans after the sandstorm passes.

Hoopa, however, looked carefree, eating donuts while looking at the sandstorm outside the window with a smile. Its eyes revealed a childlike carefreeness, as if all this chaos and danger had nothing to do with it.

"I guess the sandstorm will stop tomorrow?" Hoopa muttered, with a hint of laziness and casualness in his tone. "I still want to find the inheritance of those Pokémon. There is nothing here. It's so boring..."

Xiaozhi looked at Hoopa and couldn't help laughing.

Although Hoopa seems to be carefree, he actually has his own thoughts and pursuits deep in his heart.

After the sandstorm passes, he must find the inheritance of those Pokémon with Hoopa to fulfill his wish.

"Hey, Hoopa, you have been like this since I was a child..."

Mayali shook her head helplessly, with her hands on her hips. Looking at Hoopa's carefree appearance, she couldn't help but think of every bit of her childhood with Hoopa.

She stretched out her finger and gently tapped Hoopa's head, with a hint of pampering and blame in her tone: "You are obviously a Pokémon of our grandfather's generation, or even existed earlier, why are you still naughty like a child?"

Hoopa smiled and looked nonchalant. It knew that Meiyali was caring about it, but it enjoyed this close relationship with humans and Pokémon more. In its view, age is not a problem, happiness and freedom are the most important.

Then, Hoopa's face bloomed with a bright smile, like a sunny spring. Its eyes were full of expectations and hopes for the future, making people feel happy for its happiness.

It began to circle around Xiaozhi and said excitedly: "Haha, playing is the most important thing! After the sandstorm is over, maybe we can find good things again!"

Mayali covered her head helplessly, with a hint of blame in her tone: "Rebuilding the homeland will be a big deal at that time, and there will be no time for you to play around."

She knew Hoopa's character, always so playful, but she also understood how important rebuilding the homeland was to the residents of the town. She hoped that Hoopa could understand this, not just play, but also contribute to rebuilding the homeland.

Hoopa giggled, and his cunning eyes seemed to convey some kind of tacit understanding to Meiyali and Xiaozhi. Although its tone was a little naughty, it was more of a desire and expectation for friendship.

"I know that rebuilding my home is an important matter, but playing is also my nature." Hoopa spread his hands with a helpless expression on his face, "How about this, Xiaozhi and I go on an adventure together to find the treasures buried by the sandstorm. This will not only satisfy my desire to play, but also will not disturb your work."

Mayali was silent for a moment. She knew Hoopa's character and knew that the suggestions he made were not unreasonable. She looked at Xiaozhi with a questioning look in her eyes: "Xiaozhi, what do you think?"

Xiaozhi smiled. He understood that Meiyali was asking for his opinion. He looked at Hoopa and then at Meiyali, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

He believed that although Hoopa was playful, he would never do anything that was detrimental to everyone.

"I thinkThat's a good idea. "Xiaozhi said with a smile, "Although Hoopa is playful, it won't do anything that's bad for everyone. Moreover, I believe we can find the treasures buried by the sandstorm together and contribute to rebuilding our home."

Hearing Xiaozhi's answer, Mei Yali nodded.

She believes in Hoopa's judgment.

With Xiaozhi's company, Hoopa will definitely be able to behave himself and stop causing trouble.

"Okay." Mei Yali said softly, "Since Xiaozhi said so, then once the sandstorm stops tomorrow, please take good care of Hoopa. Although it is naughty, it is kind by nature. As long as someone guides it, it will definitely become sensible and obedient. "

The day passed like quicksand in laughter, and in the blink of an eye, a quiet night came.

Ash, Pikachu and Hoopa spent a whole day of joy, and their friendship became deeper. They chased and played in the vast desert, or sat around the campfire, sharing each other's stories and dreams.

As night fell, the stars dotted the sky, like pearls scattered on black satin. Under the shining of the stars, the desert looked more mysterious and charming. Ash, Pikachu and Hoopa looked up at the starry sky together, their hearts full of longing and expectation for the future.

Tomorrow, when the sandstorm stops, They will embark on a new journey together to find the treasures buried by the sand and work hard to rebuild their homes. The companionship and laughter of today will become an eternal memory in their hearts.

Suddenly, the wind roared and the yellow sand filled the sky. The originally calm desert seemed to be an enraged beast, tumbling and roaring, showing endless wildness and power.

The wind and sand intertwined to form a huge whirlwind, sweeping everything, making people feel an indescribable fear. In this raging sandstorm, the power of nature was fully demonstrated, as if warning them that the road ahead would be full of unknowns and dangers.