Elves: Goal, help Pokémon fulfill their wishes

I opened my eyes and it was familiar... Hey, why is the ceiling in front of me so strange?

Oh, by the way, before I took the commission, I had just used the money I earned from making videos to rent a reasonably priced house, so now I am lying on the bed in a rental house instead of in the student dormitory.

Liang Yin breathed a sigh of relief when he thought of this. The next moment, his waist bag shook, a blue light flashed, and the little brown fox, which had returned to its original form, appeared on his chest.

"It was a close call. We were able to come back safely this time, all thanks to you, Eevee." He held Eevee in his arms, rubbed its furry cheek, and took a big breath of fur with satisfaction.

The latter also stretched out her pink little tongue to lick the corners of his eyes a few times, and responded enthusiastically: "Liang Yin, big fool, Ibrahimovic knows that Ibrahimovic is very powerful, so quickly call out Zeraora, Ibrahimovic wants to let the little brothers who don't know how powerful the big sister is know how powerful Ibrahimovic is."

As it spoke, the little fox held its head high and chest out, and used its short brown paws to stroke its cream-colored neck hair in a "condescending" manner - no one knew where it learned this technique, but it felt that by doing so, it would look like a big sister.

Liang Yin pinched its black nose with a dumb smile, making its whole face wrinkled from itching. It completely lost the dignity of a "big sister" that it thought it had.

Then he pressed the lightning-shaped button in the middle of Zeraora's Poké Ball and said, "Zeraora, we are back to Blue Star. What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Crack——" This sound is not right. It doesn't feel as crisp as before.

He frowned, thinking that even the feel of the switch seemed to be a little off, like... like it was stuck? How come after I praised this special Poké Ball from the Dream Fulfillment Center, something went wrong again?

"Zeraora, I'm sorry, there seems to be a small problem with this damned Poké Ball. It won't open," Liang Yin explained embarrassedly, "I'll look at the instructions first and try to figure out how to open it again. Please wait a moment."

On the other side, Eevee also curiously put his little head closer, pushed Zeraora's Poké Ball with his paw, and then looked back at Liang Yin: "Liang Yin, Zeraora is locked from the inside, so you can't open it from the outside."

Huh? What the hell? This is the first time I've heard of a Poké Ball that has an anti-lock function.

Eevee, who was in tune with Liang Yin, of course knew what he was wondering about, so he explained: "Since it is a specially made Poké Ball, it must be different from ordinary ones - the designer respects the wishes of Pokémon very much!"

From this point of view alone, it is indeed quite respectful of the wishes of Pokémon. After all, it is a prop produced by the Dream Center whose purpose is to help Pokémon realize their dreams. If the details are not considered for Pokémon, it would be a bit unreasonable - but how to explain why there is grass growing inside the ball?

"No, the question now is, why did Zeraora lock himself in the Poké Ball?" Liang Yin grasped the key point of the question, "Zeraora, what's wrong with you?"

"It doesn't matter if we didn't beat those guys from Team Rainbow Rocket this time. We can continue to train and become stronger. You are a thunder beast, and your potential is very high." He thought Zeraora was still upset about not being able to take revenge on the enemy who destroyed its world in the previous commission, so he quickly comforted her, "If it doesn't work out, we can still study books like "Electricity", "Electromagnetism", "Introduction to Electric Field" and so on..."

"Then use a certain railgun or something to teach Grim Reaper to be a human again, and teach Dialga to be a Pokémon again." As he spoke, the topic became more and more outrageous. The key point was that Eevee beside him kept nodding and agreeing.

Zeraora in the Poké Ball: ...

Are the books you just mentioned too difficult for a Pokémon, even a mythical one?

Besides, it is not young anymore, so it naturally understands the principles Liang Yin talked about. Therefore, the reasons why it locked itself in the Poké Ball are certainly not the reasons Liang Yin mentioned.

It's just that I look a little awkward now...

Zeraora looked down at his claws, his expression becoming unusually solemn—it wasn't because he was injured or anything, but because they had become so small, so... tender.

After it was directly put into the Poké Ball by Liang Yin from the time loop state, it clearly felt that some changes seemed to have occurred in its body.

First, its size has shrunk a lot, whether it is the head, limbs or torso. The dogtail grass that was originally only as high as its ankles can now submerge the entire cat Zeraora in a green "sea".

Secondly, he was somewhat powerless, and his entire body was like a backward machine with complete software but lagging hardware, which made him feel very uncomfortable and full of restraint. Close combat, a fighting technique that relied on muscle strength, was naturally greatly affected.

When Zeraora pulled aside the foxtail grass and staggered to the edge of a small pond, looking at his current appearance through the clear water, he was completely convinced that he had probably also been "rejuvenated".

Fortunately, it is a unique mythical beast and has not degenerated in the conventional sense. Even if time is reversed, it is still Zeraora, but there are some changes in its body shape, from a big cat to a small kitten in the mouth of the overlord Weevil.

"If this is the case, Ibrahimovic will definitely..." Zeraora rubbed his frowning brows and listened to Liang Yin's call from the sky. "Forget it, the first step to solve the problem is to face it directly."

It sighed, a trace of helplessness flashing in its eyes: "And if you want to get rid of the current state and return to your original appearance, the best, safest and fastest way is to absorb a large amount of electricity."

"..."

Zeraora finally made up his mind. He unlocked the Poké Ball with a thought, and then, accompanied by a blue light, he appeared in front of Liang Yin.

As expected, when it appeared in its current posture, the air seemed to be silent for a few seconds.

The awkward atmosphere finally ended when Liang Yin picked up Zeraora from under his armpits with trembling hands.

"Zeraora, what's wrong with you?" Liang Yin swallowed his saliva, "Is this the energy-saving mode after being injured?"

Zeraora: ...What the hell is energy saving mode?

"This is the effect of Dialga's time power left on me," it "broke free" from Liang Yin's grip, while being wary of the other party's still restless fingers, it explained slowly, "It seems that the moment I was put into the Poké Ball, my physical body's time was flashed back thousands or even tens of thousands of times at once, causing me to become what I used to be when I was a cub."