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

"Remember, true warriors are not those who never fail, but those who keep working hard and challenging themselves in failure."

"Your journey has just begun, and there is still a long way to go. As long as you keep your original intention and move forward, I believe that you will be able to write your own legend."

Genji's words are like a bright light, illuminating Xiaozhi's way forward.

Xiaozhi took a deep breath, and the pressure in his heart seemed to dissipate a lot.

No matter how difficult the road ahead is, as long as he has faith and courage, he will be able to meet the challenge and write his own legend.

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Under the baptism of the moonlight, the figures of old man Hatch and Genji gradually walked away, leaving behind a heavy responsibility and a full of expectations.

Their departure is like falling leaves returning to their roots, and like the falling of stars. Although there is a little sadness, it is more of a vision and trust in the future.

At the moment of farewell, old man Hatch looked back, with a gleam of wisdom in his eyes. His eyes penetrated the depth of the night and fixed on Xiaozhi.

"Xiaozhi, the safety of the Hoenn region depends on you from now on." The old man's voice was low but full of power. Every word was as firm as gold and stone, and it was an encouragement to Xiaozhi.

Xiaozhi stood in the moonlight, his figure looked so firm and tall.

He nodded slightly, with a firm light flashing in his eyes: "Yes! I will!"

The three returned to the Pokémon Center, and the air around them seemed to be filled with peace and tranquility.

Xiaogang and Xiaoyao both had tiredness on their faces. In the days to come, they will protect this land with Xiaozhi and face various challenges together...

The night was long and everything returned to peace.

But in this peace, there is endless vitality and hope.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the moonlight fell on the window lattice, forming mottled shadows. Xiaozhi lay on the bed, but his eyes were bright, like two bright stars in the night.

His thoughts were like a flood, unable to calm down. He gently placed the backpack on his knees, and his fingers gently slid across the fabric of the backpack, as if looking for some precious memory.

Finally, he took out the meteorite.

This orange-green-gray meteorite emits a faint light under the moonlight, like a forgotten star.

Its surface is rough and uneven, but it contains endless mysteries. Xiaozhi stared at it, as if he could hear it telling a distant story.

The light of the meteorite gradually dimmed, as if it was swallowed by the night.

However, in this dimness, it reveals a kind of tenacity and indomitable spirit.

Xiaozhi seemed to see his future and the hope of the Fengyuan region...

The night was as dark as ink, dotted with stars, and Xiaozhi tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. He simply got up, opened the window, let the cool sea breeze blow on his face, and stared at the scenery outside the window.

The moonlight sprinkled on the sparkling sea, as if it had covered the sea with a layer of silver gauze. The waves gently hit the shore, making a low and powerful sound, like the hum of nature.

"The sea at night has a special flavor." Xiaozhi sighed softly, his eyes were attracted by the depth of the sea, as if he saw endless mysteries and possibilities.

At this moment, Li Qingfeng appeared quietly, his figure under the moonlight, like an elegant poet. He walked to Xiaozhi's side, also staring at the scenery outside the window, feeling the breeze.

"Brother Qingfeng, you haven't slept yet so late?" Xiaozhi said with some surprise when he saw Li Qingfeng suddenly appear.

Li Qingfeng turned his head and showed a faint smile. There was a trace of warmth and care in his eyes: "I saw that you haven't slept yet, so I came to accompany you."

The two stood side by side, admiring the scenery outside the window together. The night breeze was cool, blowing their hair and clothes, but it couldn't blow their firm determination.

Li Qingfeng's words were full of determination and confidence, like a towering mountain, standing firmly under the night sky.

His voice, like a pearl in the deep sea, still radiates brilliant light despite being surrounded by darkness.

Every word and every syllable is full of power, as if it can dispel all the haze and fill Xiaozhi's heart with hope.

"No matter how bumpy the road ahead is, I will be able to solve the problem with me." His words revealed a calm demeanor, and all difficulties were nothing but passing clouds in front of him.

His smile was warm and kind, like the rising sun, gently sprinkled on Xiaozhi's heart, making him feel extremely at ease and at ease.

Li Qingfeng stretched out his hand and gently patted Xiaozhi's shoulder. At that moment, it seemed as if a warm current spread from his shoulder to his whole body, making Xiaozhi feel aAn unprecedented power.

It was a power of belief, a power of courage, a power that allowed him to move forward courageously and fearlessly...

"Remember, move forward courageously." His voice rang out again, like an exciting horn, stirring in Xiaozhi's heart...

When Li Qingfeng's words were still echoing in the air, like an exciting poem, before the last note fell, he had quietly returned to Xiaozhi's mind.

His existence, like the stars guarding the moon, was silent, but full of power.

Xiaozhi's eyes turned to the deep ocean outside the window, and the moonlight sprinkled on the sea, as if covered with silver fragments.

He stretched out his palm, as if to capture the courage and determination that surged from the depths of the ocean. The sea breeze blew gently, carrying a few strands of hair on his palm, fluttering in the wind.

He slowly clenched his fist, and at that moment, it seemed as if the power of the whole world was condensed in his palm.

It was like a vow to the future, no matter what difficulties and challenges he encountered, he would be as firm as this fist and never slack off.

There was a firm light in his eyes, which was his confidence in the future and his commitment to himself.

In the quiet of the night, Xiaozhi's voice was low and firm, as if a bright star cut through the darkness in the night sky, shining with the light of faith and determination.

"As long as I am here, the meteorite crisis in the Fengyuan region will be resolved."

Xiaozhi turned back to the bed, and his figure looked so firm and resolute in the moonlight.

He lay down, folded his hands on his chest, and his breathing gradually became steady, like a quiet nocturne, echoing in the night sky...

The moonlight sprinkled on his face, covering him with a silver veil. His face looked so peaceful and firm against the moonlight.

There was a star-like light in his eyes, which was the expectation for the future and the trust in himself...