Elves: Goal, help Pokémon fulfill their wishes

"Eebubububub, it looks like something unexpected has happened."

Ibrahimovic, who was squatting on Liang Yin's shoulder, raised his head high, looked up with half-open and half-closed eyes at the cluster of orange-red flames that suddenly jumped up to the top of the tower and quickly infected the sky, and smacked his lips with a sigh.

Perhaps with the intention of easing the awkward atmosphere, it then asked and answered itself, "It seems that there is no explicit rule that important machinery and equipment must be placed on the top floor, right? It is not advisable to bring the settings of the RPG tower climbing game of the last century into reality..."

Liang Yin pulled the corners of his mouth weakly at Ibrahimovic's words. He really didn't have the heart to sigh that his little fox's sarcasm had improved a lot. He could only agree with a slightly stiff facial muscle: "What you said is actually not without reason."

After a montage of images, accompanied by flashes of blue light symbolizing superpowers, Mewtwo emerged and brought back the bad news that the brain wave transmission device had exploded in advance, and showed Liang Yin and the others the several fragmented and charred memory fragments that he had "rescued".

The smartphone that hosted Rotom flashed its camera, and then gave a comment using its own AI voice package: "The memory damage has reached 94.3%, and the probability of data repair is less than 0.05% - it couldn't be worse, Lotom!"

It’s not bad, the probability is even higher than that of some UP↑ pools!

So Liang Yin patted Chaomeng's shoulder to comfort him.

"This operation failed to successfully obtain the target data in the brain wave transmission device. It all comes down to my carelessness." Although he took the responsibility for the failure on himself, it did not prevent him from drooping his head and looking like he was asking for forgiveness. "Please punish me, father."

Liang Yin was accustomed to seeing the confident and proud look of the former, but it was the first time he saw Chaomeng with a frustrated expression. What was unexpected was that he was stunned for a few seconds!

After all, his hexagonal cub's superior strength, outstanding intelligence, superb skills and tall stature directly resulted in him being a bit redundant as a father in most cases - at this moment, Mewtwo finally looked like he had an expression that was consistent with a "less than one-year-old cub".

"Mewtwo seems to be too concerned about not completing the task assigned to it by Liang Yin." But based on Mewtwo's oral description of the action plan, Eevee didn't think there was anything the former hadn't done well - if Mewtwo had obtained the target data first, then some of the trapped humans and Pokémon might have been the ones to suffer.

Isn’t it essentially just a variation of the trolley problem with a different face?

So the little fox raised his right paw, patted his trainer's thick cheek with his paw pad, and urged: "It's not healthy for a child to have such self-pitying thoughts. Why doesn't a certain stupid father give him some advice..."

Hurry up and enlighten? What enlightenment? What enlightenment? How enlightenment?

The most I can do is to use L'Hôpital's rule to find the derivatives above and below!

As a "new father", Liang Yin had no experience in dealing with such a situation. He suddenly understood the pink kitten who was reading the "Parenting Manual" at the beginning - it was to be prepared for any eventuality! It is indeed a magical Pokémon with super powers. It is indeed very foresighted to be able to master the moves of predicting the future.

Come to think of it, the dreamy transformation ability is pretty good for making kids happy.

"Hey, Liang Yin must have been thinking about other Pokémon just now, right?" Sensing the strange yet familiar throbbing coming from the other end of the telepathic link, Eevee's eyes suddenly widened as if in response to stress, and the white double spirals on his pupils were clearly visible, "...Please, pay attention!"

Liang Yin coughed guiltily, and finally escaped from the quagmire of memories of the fantasy transformation show. He touched his nose and subconsciously turned his gaze to the boss Zeraora, who was loved by all the Pokémon kids in the camp, to ask for off-site help.

However, Dianmao just gave him a helpless look - he was obviously quite good at persuading the stubborn Amao, but why did he become so weak when it came to his own cub Mewtwo?

"Mewtwo, assigning tasks is for the purpose of teamwork, not issuing orders from a superior position." Liang Yin also knew that Mewtwo was too sensible and easily got stuck in a dead end. He actually had some kind of anxiety about his "airborne" human father. "...How about this, you come closer first."

Hearing this, Chaomeng obediently walked up to his father, slightly hunched his back and nodded.

Then its forehead was hit by Liang Yinbang's hard hat brim.

"Father, what are you doing?" Mewtwo couldn't understand his father's behavior.

Liang Yin raised his hand somewhat awkwardly, put on the hat that had caused him to fail at the critical moment backwards, reorganized his facial expression, and solemnly stood on tiptoes to touch his forehead to the one opposite.

All that was heard was the sound of "Mew" coming from the bottom of Mewtwo's throat - even without using the Key Stone and Mega Evolution Stone to link its thoughts, it could clearly feel its father's intentions.

Well, this is a textbook operation... Isn't this quite skillful?

Ibrahimovic rolled his eyes, turned around and slid into the backpack from his shoulder.

Unlike the little fox, Zeraora, who went back to the Poké Ball to rest after applying the medicine last time, missed the "first start". Naturally, it reacted particularly strongly to the "replica" of affection between the cats in front of it - the crackling sparks on its lightning-shaped whiskers proved its mood.

Next, the black cat silently estimated the height difference between the normal Mewtwo and Liang Yin, and then carefully recalled and compared the height difference between itself and its trainer in the next stage of state one, whose body size had increased dramatically...

It can be realized! It thought while holding its forehead.

And because of the lingering auditory hallucination of some bastard white-haired man who was bad-mouthing and goading him, Zeraora was provoked and bared his teeth. He even staged an impulsive "seamless connection" drama in a somewhat spiteful manner right after the father and son finished their fight.

……

"Wait, so what's the specific process?" Ibrahimovic, who felt like he had missed out on a billion, pulled at Liang Yin's few hairs and kept chattering, "Why was it that when Liang Yin and Zeraora's little brother touched their foreheads, his brain went blank, without any emotion being transmitted to remind Ibrahimovic? How can this be fixed? How can this be fixed!"

After thinking for a moment.

Liang Yin provided a good answer: "I don't know."

He reached his fingers into his waist bag and repeatedly stroked the surface of Zeraora's exclusive Poké Ball - the electric cat had locked itself in it again.

"It's just a matter of getting into a backpack..."

But before the little fox could finish his words, Rotom, who was hanging around his neck, interrupted him with a blunt remark: "You forgot to include the time it took to finish the three bags of dried fish, Loto."