I became the strongest trainer in the Pokémon world

however.

When Natsume actually stepped into the laboratory and saw those dim petri dishes, he was still shocked.

Because Mewtwo's situation is far more tragic and worse than Natsume expected!

Mewtwo was seen wearing tattered armor, floating quietly in the nutrient solution like a baby.

The armor, which was originally full of sci-fi and metallic texture, can only be described as shabby except for the head.

If the original armor weighed 300 kilograms, it may now weigh less than 100 kilograms.

In addition, Mewtwo's body is covered with scars.

These wounds would not appear in an elf duel, they were definitely caused by fatal attacks!

[Friend, his vital signs are very slim. Even with the nutrition provided by the rainbow cube, it won't make him better.]

Without waiting for Natsume to take any action, Closius made a ruthless judgment.

But it's true.

The abnormally powerful man-made legend that once impressed Natsume could only wait quietly for death.

[Although I don't know what methods Chiyou and his gang are going to use, but those are all in vain. ]

Just as Natsume thought of a possibility, Closius poured cold water on him again.

As a partner who shares life and death, Natsume can easily detect whether the other party is lying.

Even with the power of Tokiwa, Natsume could be sure that what the other party said was true.

Mewtwo is dying...

"It's such a shame."

After looking at Mewtwo for a while, Natsume suddenly spoke.

There is no mercy, no sympathy, only regret and sorrow.

It is clearly a miracle created by humans, but it is on the verge of death due to reasons unknown to Natsume.

How can this not make people feel pity?

After watching for a while, just as Natsume was about to leave, Mewtwo suddenly opened his eyes.

At the same time, a slightly indifferent voice sounded in Natsume's mind.

"Are you leaving?"

This is not the kind of telepathic communication between elves or Closius in the legend.

Instead, they abandoned physical language and used superpowers to imitate language to communicate.

So Natsume can hear the sound.

Looking into Mewtwo's eyes, Natsume couldn't help but ask: "You... don't want me to leave?"

Natsume couldn't see anything from Mewtwo's eyes.

Because those eyes had no focus and were dimmer than those of a blind person.

"I'm not sure, but according to human thinking, I probably hope to not be so lonely at the last moment of my life."

Mewtwo continued to use his supernatural powers to speak into Natsume's mind in a cold voice.

Although there was no fluctuation in the tone of voice, Natsume could sense a sense of loss from it.

At this moment, Natsume finally understood why Chiyou was so crazy and impatient.

Mewtwo's life is coming to an end.

If we don’t take this opportunity to give it a try, I’m afraid everyone will feel regretful, right?

Even Natsume desires the power of Mewtwo, doesn't he?

Unfortunately, Mewtwo is still heading towards the end of his life.

There is neither a glorious death in battle nor a departure without regrets...

Just barely hanging on to life, and finally ending up alone in some dim laboratory!

It makes absolutely no sense!

Oh no.

Maybe Mewtwo can be used as a specimen, and maybe Yiti can be used as research material.

But seeing that there isn't even a scientist in this laboratory, I guess the technological level of this world hasn't reached the point where we can get anything from Mewtwo?

In fact, Natsume was already surprised that Chi You was related to Closius.

"Well, a Pokémon like you really shouldn't die alone in this place."

Natsume nodded and sat on the floor directly next to Mewtwo's petri dish.

Since I'm here now, it's worth it to witness the death of a legendary Pokémon with my own eyes, right?

Anyway, Natsume can only find some fun in the bitterness.

I thought I had everything planned out, but the result was this.

"May I have your name?"

Mewtwo seemed bored and asked using his psychic powers.

"My name is Natsume, and as you can see, I am a trainer who longs for your power."

Natsume took out his cell phone, scrolled through the screen out of boredom, and spoke very frankly.

“Why seek power?”

Chaomeng was a little confused and asked.

After all, Mewtwo is still wearing suppression gear, and he probably hasn’t even found the meaning of his own existence?

“There are so many reasons!”

Natsume continued to scroll through the screen of his phone, saying without hesitation: "Ideals, dreams, or just wanting to stand out..."

"In short, humans are a group of creatures that use various goals to desire power to satisfy their endless desires."

Natsume has no feelings about his own nature or the nature of his race.

In other words, even if he changed his career to become a philosopher, Natsume didn't think it would make much sense.

It’s better to accept it honestly. It won’t cost you anything anyway.

"You...are different from any human I've ever met..."

Mewtwo said this as the inner voice formed by super powers fluctuated a little.

From birth to now, Mewtwo has met many people, but none of them is as special as Natsume.

"Maybe it's because I died once before? As I get older, I don't care anymore."

"I used to like surfing the Internet, dreaming of showing off, becoming a social expert and a winner in life..."

“But now, sometimes I feel like a bald monk who has left home. My only desire is to become stronger.”

“Maybe if I become the strongest, I will understand what I want and what the meaning of my existence is.”

Natsume said these words to Mewtwo while chatting with Little Orange.

This was the first time that Natsume opened his heart and talked to someone, and the other person turned out to be a Pokémon.

But even Natsume himself didn't expect that his casual words would cause Mewtwo's numb emotions to begin to fluctuate!

Mewtwo, who was originally prepared to wait for death, suddenly didn't want to die anymore!

"If I become the strongest, will I know what I want and understand the meaning of existence?"

"By becoming the strongest, will I know what I want?"

"Become...?"

……

Unconsciously, Mewtwo experienced the emotion of anticipation for the first time.

It wants to become the strongest!

Then figure out what you really want and why you exist in this world!

"Hey, are you Natsume? If I become your Pokémon, can I really become the strongest?"

Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed across Chaomeng's extremely cloudy eyes, and his voice was no longer as cold as before...

Before Natsume could come to his senses, he blurted out: "Aiya! Ever since I came to this world, I have been pursuing to become the strongest! I will never change this!"

People’s interests change.

Hobbies change.

Ideals change.

Dreams will change!

However, since Natsume came to this world, his only goal was to become the strongest, and he never wavered!