I'm not a supporting character in Pokemon

The sound is like a bell.

As a result, Li Xiang suddenly fell backwards.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, quickly adjusted his center of gravity, turned over, and squatted firmly on the ground.

Whenever a similar situation occurs, I always feel lucky that I have a background in martial arts, and my footwork is stable enough to avoid making a fool of myself.

He stood up slowly, his words echoing in his mind.

"ideal. 』

Don’t be too familiar with this word, because your name is homophonic to it, and you will inevitably think of this question whether you are clearing your mind before going to bed or taking a bath.

correct.

Xiaozhi seems to have been asked similar questions.

What did he answer?

Li Xiang lowered his head and thought, and suddenly, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded in his brain:

"I don't want Victini to die. It has been here alone for more than a thousand years. It must feel very lonely. I want to take it to see the sea. I want to save it! 』

At that time, Victini was drawing strength from the Sword of the Earth. Xiaozhi didn't want to see it in such pain, but also wanted to fulfill the agreement to go to the sea with it and help it escape from the cage that had trapped it for more than a thousand years.

The black dragon Zekrom recognized this answer.

So how should he answer?

Although he couldn't be sure that it was Zekrom who asked him the question, a perfunctory or made-up answer would not satisfy the purple stone ball.

so.

What answer can he give...

My early idea was to wait until everything was over, to travel, to follow the traces of mythical beasts, and to find my own touch.

But what about other than that? Nothing else?

no.

There are too many things he wants to do and too many unfinished visions.

So his answer is actually quite obvious.

"Freedom, my ideal is to be free."

Putting his hand on the stone ball again, Li Xiang gave the answer to the voice, "I long for the freedom to not do anything I want to do."

Yes, he had similar expectations in his heart as he thought of freedom when he told Chaomeng.

In fact, who would want to have anything to do with aliens and dark matter unless they have to?

I just had to step up.

With indescribable expectations in his heart, he looked at the stone ball silently, waiting for it to reveal its true form.

However.

The stone ball was peaceful.

This makes Li Xiang unable to determine whether the other party has received his voice, or simply not recognized by it?

Isn’t it a waste of time to express my emotions here?

He stood there and rubbed his hands awkwardly.

But soon.

A second voice came from the stone ball.

"What is your truth!" ? 』

The voice was still so loud, as if the speaker was turned to the highest level and jammed close to his eardrums.

He almost thought his helmet would be blown off.

The emotions that had been brewing before were completely blown away.

but.

"Reality... My reality is that I don't know the way forward. But because of this, I will go step by step until I get what I want.

"Reality is my present, ideal is my future."

When Li wanted to answer this question, he thought of a lot.

What appears repeatedly among them is that the mythical beasts rush forward and tell him one after another that he has a mission that he must shoulder.

Perhaps this is the price of reincarnation?

The unknown existence gave him a second life and a glorious life, and he had to pay for it.

Although he hates this feeling, he doesn't want to give up everything he has gained, so he will work hard. Just like Emperor Yan said, stop cowering and muster up the courage to take the initiative to shoulder all this.

Hold the truth in hand and long for the ideal.

He never felt that he could only choose one, even if the two had differences in the past and eventually left each other.

After finishing speaking.

The stone ball fell into silence again. The thing didn't even shine for Li Xiang to take a look, and he kept talking throughout the whole process.

And why are you asking two questions? Is it possible that Zekrom and Reshiram are both in the same stone ball?

White plus black equals purple? Will the art students kill someone if they see it?

Li Xiang was thinking wildly, but still pressed his hand on the stone ball, silently waiting for its response.

The third sentence also follows.

"You can be called your hero? 』

--ha?

He was stunned for a moment, recalling whether there was this third sentence in the original design, but he probably didn't.

Just like in the movie version, Xiaozhi was not asked both real and ideal questions at the same time.

So his answer:

"……no."

His words were firm and there was never a trace of confusion.

"What is a hero?" 』

The fourth sentence.

Li Xiang took a deep breath and responded: "The most noble hero in my mind has both courage and ability, has a fearless spirit, can lead others forward, is not afraid of death, and does not care about loss. He should use it throughout his life." To describe it, he is brilliant and brilliant. He is a saint walking on land.

"Then, there are those who dare to contribute and sacrifice. They may not have the ability, but for the lofty ideals in their hearts, they can embark on the arduous road without hesitation."

He paused and said: "The former is too far away from me, but the latter often appears next to me. Forge ahead where I can or cannot see it. And I am just the person who benefited from them. That’s all.”

He still sees his own nature very clearly.

Whether it was reporting on the Explosive Mosquito, struggling to survive in the Saizhou Underground Palace, or the newly born Mewtwo in the World Tree Talk Therapy, fighting three electric beam trees on the train, etc., to put it bluntly, it was all for self-preservation.

Will he not escape if he can?

How can it be.

Perhaps he indirectly helped many people, and in a broad sense it can be called a heroic act. But if you ask him if he thinks he is a hero, he will definitely shake his head.

At this point, he could almost understand what this thing was looking for.

The hero in the Far North Prophecy who can save Kyurem from the North Pole?

It would be too difficult to ask Zekrom to admit it and Reshiram to admit it. The key is the "iceberg" of Kyurem.

Whether this guy is easy to talk to or not is a mystery.

It not only chased Keldeo for thousands of miles, but also recognized him when he showed consciousness.

From a fundamental point of view, Li Xiang had a good impression of it in the theatrical version. How bad a Pokémon could Kyurem be that could empathize with Keldeo when he was protecting his companions and admit that he had a good sword?

However.

Just as he began to think about how today would end, strange memories entered his mind.

They were like comic strips, flashing before his eyes one after another.

"What is a hero?" 』

With these words, he sank into the turbid sea. He closed his mouth in depression and fear and walked along the embankment. His physical strength and spirit were oppressed to the limit. When he could hardly hold on anymore, a hand held him, and the warmth from it gave him courage.

"What is a hero?" 』

With these words, he came to the main hall where corpses were everywhere. He was so powerless that he could only watch a child staggering and dragging a huge creature, and then watched in horror as the flower-like instrument became brighter and brighter. , the ears were filled with hysterical screams.

But that figure who was still working hard until the last moment made him gradually calm down.

"What is a hero?" 』

With these words, he was trapped somewhere, something kept passing through his body, and his heart was full of panic, confusion, and even despair. But the words spoken in front of him made him understand that this world still had its flowers and air.

To survive.

"What is a hero?" 』

With these words, he stood on the railway with electric current blasting, and beside him was the train broken into scrap metal. The terrifying unknown existence kept oppressing his nerves. The responsibilities on his body and the wounded behind him made it impossible for him to escape.

When he was about to despair, the sudden appearance of multiple figures and the man in a raincoat in the sky ushered in the hope of life.

He still has a chance to go home.

"What is a hero?" 』

With these words, he came to the crowded arena. The boy on the stage turned the tide and with his desperate shouts, defeated the man who was called the strongest man in the college and won them the victory. .

The things you dream about are within reach.

The sinking and unwillingness of the past disappeared from this moment, and all that was left was the boy appearing with a smile and making a victory gesture.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

"What is a hero?" 』

With these words, his eyes turned into an empty wilderness, and a horrifying roar clearly aimed at him came from above his head, and his indifferent eyes seemed to burn him to ashes.

But the gasps ringing in his ears and the bumpy running figure made him understand that there were still people working hard for him, and it was not time to give up yet.

"What is a hero?" 』

Following these words, he came to the bitterly cold mountainside, working with rocks every day, looking forward to a certain moment in his heart. In fact, he already knew that there was no hope and he understood his situation very well.

But there was such a person who gave him the long-lost warmth, apologized to himself, helped him even if he was hurt and hated by him, and told him that things may not be what he thought.

Have confidence.

"What is a hero?" 』

The sound kept ringing, and images from different perspectives flashed before Li Xiang's eyes.

Maybe it's when a child reaches out and says that he has to choose you.

Perhaps the other person is clumsily trying to relieve his stress reaction and pays a small price for it.

Perhaps the person in front of me was yelling and jumping off the embankment just to save him and his companions.

perhaps……

Li Xiang covered his eyes, unable to stop these images from continuing to appear. His mind became sore due to the influx of information, but there was a strange emotion surging in his heart.

He knew clearly that the person who kept appearing in front of him was the person he used to be. He had grown up step by step from five years ago to where he is today.

And perspective comes from those who have witnessed it.

Not to mention whether these memories are true or false, if true, where did they come from.

Shi Qiu showed this to himself, what did he want to say?

What do you want to express?

He received the answer.

"You can be called your hero? 』

It was still the same sentence, but Li Xiang didn't know what to say. In fact, after seeing so many images, it must be fake to not be moved at all.

However.

He already had answers to these matters, and he understood that they were inconsistent with himself and his own definition of a hero, so he shook his head again.

The only thing he could do was to follow his heart and answer the question.

next moment.

A sudden force acted on his chest, knocking him away hard, as if he had been hit by a high-speed car!

Even with the protective clothing on him, he still felt pain and suffocation.

What made him even more unbelievable was that when he raised his head, he suddenly found an extremely huge evil eating king appearing in front of him.

There was scalding heat brewing in its huge mouth that he could easily swallow. When the leaked breath blew onto his face, severe pain came from his forehead.

Then, blood instantly flowed into his eyes.

Adrenaline hormones are secreted crazily, breathing is rapid, cold sweat is flowing, the brain is as chaotic as if someone has rubbed it with hands, and the ability to think calmly obtained by the triple-blind perception method seems to have never existed.

He was so scared that he couldn't control himself, let alone remember his own situation. In the past, his body was controlled by his will, but now it was his body that took the lead in affecting his will.

And in the palm of his hand, there was a Poké Ball that he couldn't remember whose it was.

"hold head high--!!"

"run!!"

Amidst the roar of the Evil Food King, Li Xiang lost the strength to stand up. He had never felt that he was so weak, and his strong body and calm will left him.

He could only press the switch of the elf ball, throw it out violently, and roar at it to escape from here.

‘Even, even if it’s just you——’

This was his only thought as he closed his eyes.

But.

Wait until you open your eyes.

His hand was still placed on the stone ball, and he remained standing. The feeling of weakness was gone, and his hard-working body was back.

My legs are able to move forward, and they are not just for show as before. No matter how much I urge them, they are still sore.

Sounds started ringing in my ears.

"You can be called your hero? 』

The other party seems to be obsessed with this and must get some answer.

He rubbed his temples and felt slightly shaken, but said: "I am just a small human being who is willing to contribute to world peace. I am still far from being a hero."

Stand at the forefront of the times, become a salary-earner for everyone, and forge ahead in the wind and snow.

But when he does this, he often does it because he has no choice but to take the initiative and sacrifice his life for charity.

This is why he thinks he is not qualified.

Never thought about it.

"Small? 』

The voice changed, seeming to sneer at his response, and then suddenly amplified ten times, making him dizzy!

"There is no difference between a hero and a hero!" ! There is no such thing as high or low! ! 』

Along with the shouting, there was a strange scene.

He looked familiar, lying on the cold operating table, his eyes closed as if he was asleep. Three or four meters away, there was another operating table.

There lay a child who might have been only ten years old.

ah.

This is.

He suddenly remembered that he had signed the organ donation application form as if joking with his colleagues.

At that time, I was mainly giving up on myself because I wasn’t getting along well with my family. I did it as soon as my head got hot. As for the idea of ​​falling leaves returning to their roots after death... I didn't think about it at the time.

Now it seems that his sudden death seems to have saved the lives of others.

That's fine.

Finally left something behind?

He smiled unconsciously and calmed down.

"If you show off your intelligence, you are called a hero; if you are courageous, you are called a hero." 』

The voice also softened a lot, "Even though you are small, you can still be a hero." When it comes to deeds, it doesn’t matter what the heart is, and when it comes to heart, no one is perfect, so don’t belittle yourself."

"..."

"How ridiculous it is to do heroic things despite not wanting to be called a hero. 』

"...Excuse me, who are you?"

"Your enlightenment manifests your ideals, and your courage is truth!" It doesn’t matter if you don’t have the name of a hero, you already have the ambition to be a hero! 』

Say it.

The stone ball suddenly flew into the sky and shined brightly!

Purple light also lit up on the wall, extending upwards and illuminating everything around it.

Li Xiang stepped back repeatedly, staring at the stone ball. Just when he thought it would turn into the Pokémon he was thinking of, he found that it had lost its outer shell and turned into two strange triangles.

They look like two awls with yellow spikes at the end.

"——Genetic Wedge!?"

He looked at the two things in the sky in surprise. Although he had already guessed in his mind, he still couldn't believe it when he saw them.

After all, in the original work, these two gadgets were just simple props. They could neither speak nor create strange hallucinations, and they also allowed him to see scenes from his past life.

And the two Genetic Wedges... are the game configurations? One is combined and the other is separated.

Just as he was thinking about it, the genetic wedge from the sky slowly fell down and flew into the palm of his hand.

An icy feeling instantly surged into his heart, and there was a picture opposite it.

The place was under the howling glacier. A giant dragon that looked like it was missing half of its wings was frozen at the bottom. As if it noticed his prying eyes, it suddenly opened its eyes.

"Waiting for your arrival, little hero. 』

A faint voice sounded.

His head was dizzy, and the scene in front of him changed rapidly.

…

The bottom of the dark spiral steps.

Amidst the constant calls, Li Xiang slowly opened his eyes.

What caught his eye was Emperor Yan and other elves.

and geometric snowflakes flying higher in the sky.

"What did you say!" Crazy talk! ? Tell me why you jumped! ? 』

A high-pitched questioning voice echoed in his heavy chest.

He raised his head and saw that Xie Mi was yelling menacingly, but it could be seen from its red eyes that it seemed to have cried.

Turn your head slightly.

It was the Shield Sword Monster with dissatisfaction in his eyes, and the Paper Swordsman with a face full of dissatisfaction.

"Ahem...Sorry, how did you get down? Is the space lifted?"

Li wanted to show an ugly smile, but at the same time found that his voice was terribly hoarse.

Emperor Yan said: "We followed you down. When you landed on the ground, we also landed." You slept for a long time. 』

Um?

He was stunned for a moment, thinking that after the Gene Wedge revealed its true form, the circulation space was gone.

Was it a dream?

Then... wait, the Gene Wedge is indeed in his hands.

He raised his hand and suddenly felt the presence of two triangles in his hand.

So what exactly?

Why are the mythical beasts in this world becoming more and more weird?

He staggered up, touched Xie Mi's head, glanced around, and found that this place was completely different from the one in his dream.

so.

"We still have to go to the North Pole..."

He looked at the Gene Wedge in his hand and sighed slightly.