Pokémon the Movie: The Journey of a Slate

The three of them walked out of the door of the Battle Club. The sun was shining brightly at this moment. After hesitating for a moment, Pal walked in one direction, which was the direction of the Pokémon Center.

"Let's see if we can buy some food along the way. If not, just let the guy starve." Pal shrugged, still holding the cash Diamond gave him before leaving.

"We can order takeout for you." Mary shook the phone in her hand.

"Okay, then I'll trouble you. Just tell me how much you spent and I'll pay you back in cash." Pal's eyes lit up, which solved his urgent problem.

"You two have a really good relationship." Aislo sighed intentionally or unintentionally as he looked at Pal who seemed indifferent just now but was actually looking around anxiously, and now he was overjoyed.

"Hehe, of course. I grew up with that idiot who only eats and sleeps all day long!" Although Pal's eyes were full of disgust, his concern for Diamond was genuine from the bottom of his heart.

[Tsk, tsk, tsk, did you see that? Next time when you chat, remember to be as frank as this little guy, and stop being so arrogant like a cat.] The flower rock monster's voice reached Yveltal's ears, and it made him jump in anxiety like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

[Who is tsundere? I ask you, who is tsundere? And, what is tsundere?] Yveltal's silly look made Darkrai, who was listening, laugh.

[What are you laughing at again?] Yveltal was puzzled.

[You and Xiao Luo are just like two peas in a pod, except that you have a bad temper...] Hua Yanguai's voice was still smiling, [You are still surfing the Internet every day... It's okay, go have fun, I'm praising you.]

[Hmm?] The clever Yveltal felt something was wrong, and turned to Eslo and said, [Xiaoluo, lend me your phone later.]

"Okay." Eslo responded softly. Although he didn't know what his elf said in private, he just borrowed the phone. Anyway, his phone could basically be said to be Yveltal's phone.

Aislo and the other two were walking and chatting, but the scene that came into their eyes next made them frown.

Not far away, several people dressed as newspaper reporters were pointing video cameras at an old lady in simple clothes who was sitting on a stone bench on the street. They kept adjusting their positions, as if looking for a certain angle.

The old lady with half of her hair white frowned slightly, with embarrassment and uneasiness in her eyes, as if she didn't understand why the people in front of her were pointing cameras at her. The old lady adjusted her posture unnaturally, and even seemed to suspect that there was something dirty on her body that attracted people's attention, so she rubbed the corner of her clothes.

"Meow!" A meow roared in dissatisfaction. It seemed to be the old lady's Pokémon, but the reporters seemed to not care and continued to complete the filming.

"Alright!" As one person's excited words fell, the other two also gathered around that person and checked their "amazing masterpiece".

In the photo, in the deliberately adjusted dim tones, an old lady in simple clothes has a stiff expression, and next to her, a cat has hostility in its eyes. Those who don’t know might think that the cat is actually threatening the old lady who looks very pitiful. Her fingers seem to be rubbing the corners of her clothes in fear "because of" the cat's roar.

"Perfect, so perfect!" a woman exclaimed.

"This photo could perhaps be called 'People and Elves in Zhuqing City', or 'The Threat of Rich Elves'. We can then make up a story about it, and it will definitely be a hit if put in the theme of our 'Sinnoh in the Corner'!" The man on the other side began to fantasize, which caused the woman to object.

"Isn't this subject matter too old-fashioned?" The woman counted the similar photos they had taken. There were too many photos with the same subject matter.

“Old-fashioned, but timeless.” The person taking the photo smiled proudly, looking at the “work” in his hand with satisfaction.

At this time, the old lady also carefully stretched out her hand and asked: "Hello, young people, what are you doing..."

The old lady's voice became smaller and smaller, and the three men just glanced at her casually, chatted among themselves, turned around and left, they were going to look for their next target.

After those people left, Aislo, Mary, and Pal also walked over from a distance. Mary frowned and looked in the direction where the three people left, and asked: "Those people, are they reporters?"

"It seems so." Pal said. The scene just now was too easy to arouse people's associations.

"Hello, grandma?" Aisiluo, who was beside the two of them, chose to step forward to negotiate. Instead of making random guesses here, he might as well walk over and ask, "Do you know who those people were just now and what they were doing? I think they look like photographers. I happen to be curious about photography, so I'm asking around."

You also need to have some excuse when asking questions, otherwise it would be a bit abrupt to ask your own questions directly, and if it is a misunderstanding, it will not be too embarrassing.

"I don't know, but they must be reporters from somewhere." The old lady shook her head slowly. "I was waiting for my son to pick me up, but they just came over suddenly, and it seemed like they took a few photos and then left."

"Did they take pictures like that without your consent?" Mary was a little surprised listening to the conversation between the two. The other party was too rude. Taking photos that might be ambiguous without others' permission was tantamount to camera bullying.

"Yeah." The old lady nodded, and at the same time stretched out her hand to smooth Meow Meow's frizzy hair. Then she looked at Aisiluo and seemed to suddenly remember something, and asked: "Excuse me, are you Aisiluo? It's like this, my son and little grandson seem to like you very much, so I want an autograph, is that okay?"

As she spoke, the kind old lady took out a piece of paper and a pen.

“Of course no problem.” Aislo took the pen and quickly signed his name. After writing, he paused and wrote again on the other half of the paper. This was to prevent the old man’s grandson and son from not having enough.

"Thank you very much..." The old lady took the paper with the signature, and the smile on her face seemed to become even more intense.

At this moment, a young man in formal clothes parked his car not far away and ran behind the old lady, "Mom!" From the man's address, there was no doubt that he was the person the old lady was waiting for.

"Who are these..." The man recognized his idol almost instantly, but he pretended not to know him and kept silent. He knew that if his mother knew that he liked Aisiluo very much, she would definitely ask him to ask for his autograph and would even say something else, "It's only a short while. I can wait."

But the man also realized that even though he arrived twenty minutes earlier than the agreed time, his mother still seemed to have been waiting here for a long time. He came to pick up his mother to enjoy life, and now the man just wanted to take his mother to see the big house he bought, and to see her daughter-in-law and grandson as soon as possible.

Between chasing stars and reuniting with his family as soon as possible, the man chose the latter.

"These are the kind people who just chatted with me." The old lady smiled gently. She saw what her son was thinking and didn't say much.

"Oh, hello!" the man greeted quickly.

"Hello." The three of them nodded.

After a few pleasantries, the man helped the old lady to the side, parked her car, and then drove away.

In the car, the man let out a long sigh. Although he felt disappointed for not asking for an autograph from Eslo, he did not regret it because his mother was more important and he couldn't let her wait too long.

The man was born in Zhensha Town. He had never seen his father since he was very young and had depended on his mother since childhood. Later, he came to Zhuqing City and worked hard to create a world of his own.

"I'm lucky enough to meet my idol, isn't it?" he thought.

"Xiao Yu..." The old lady suddenly spoke at this time, calling the man by his nickname.

"What's wrong, Mom?" The man smiled. At this moment, he suddenly noticed the piece of paper the old woman was holding carefully, and asked: "What is that in your hand..."

"It's the signature of that black-haired kid." The smile in the old lady's eyes became even brighter. "Don't think I don't know that you like this hero who saved the world very much, right?"

"This, this is..." The man widened his eyes and hurriedly stopped the car on the side of the road. After taking the paper, he looked at the old lady in surprise.

The old lady pretended to be angry and said, "What? Do you think I, as a mother, don't even know my son's preferences?"

"No, no, I just feel a little surprised..." The sudden surprise overwhelmed the man's mind.

“Hehe, this star-chasing thing is what we used to do. It’s okay for young people nowadays, but you don’t know how crazy those people were when they were chasing stars. There were even rumors at that time that Champion Damu gave up his championship title and lived in seclusion to become a doctor because his fans were too fanatical.” There was a hint of pride on the old lady’s face. Although the rumor was exaggerated, its greatest value was to make others laugh at this time.

The mother and son looked at each other and laughed. The old lady did not tell anyone about the reporters. After all, today was a day to be happy and there was no need to get angry over such trivial matters.

"Love you, Mom."

……

At the same time, on the other side, Aislo, Mary and Pal were walking in the direction where the reporters left. Through the clues obtained from the inquiries along the way, they had roughly sorted out their thoughts.

Those reporters seemed to be from a newspaper called Changlan in neighboring Kanto, but that newspaper seemed to have moved its headquarters to Shuimai City in Sinnoh in recent years for some reasons.

Changlan Newspaper often publishes articles containing regional stereotypes and false information in newspapers or on the Internet, which also contain ambiguous illustrations. You must know that only a small number of people can travel to various regions, and a large number of people stay in their hometowns all their lives. Therefore, the only way they know about the outside world is through the stories of visiting travelers, online media and newspapers. This almost means that this information still affects some people.

The alliance's inspector also sued the newspaper for damaging regional relations, but due to the lack of substantial evidence, he could only impose a small fine for spreading harmful information.

There are even rumors that the former champion Yulongdu once suspected that the newspaper was involved with some mysterious organization, but because the newspaper had moved to Sinnoh, he could not enforce the law across regions or alliances, so he did not pursue the matter in the end.

"Now that we know the whole story, should we stop them?" Mary asked. She thought that such people were not worthy of being reporters. Reporters should ensure the authenticity of the content and have basic courtesy, instead of being deceitful and rude like this.

"Of course, but let's follow them now." Aislo looked into the distance. He could already see the figures of the three reporters.

"I now understand why Aix doesn't like these unscrupulous reporters." Pal crossed his arms and looked unhappy.

Carlos's illustrated book holder, "The Hidden Man" Aix, became afraid of becoming famous because of some unscrupulous reporters, resulting in that even though he is now the main force that defeated Team Flare, his popularity is pitifully low, even lower than that of Akin.

You know, X is currently the only trainer in the world who has demonstrated the ability to MEGA five Pokémon at the same time. This is based on the premise that he only had five Pokémon that could be mega evolved at the time. This strength is obviously terrifying.

Some people even suspected that X's strength had reached the level of a standard champion-level trainer.

(According to this book, the standard for a champion-level trainer is to have at least four champion-level Pokémon, and the remaining two must be at least king-level)

"Tsk, it seems I'm still far away." Pal, who inexplicably thought of X's strength, let out a light click of his tongue, and the Poké Ball on his waist also shook slightly, as if in response to the blond boy.

"Okay, it's decided. I'll practice with Dia as soon as I can when I get back!" Fighting spirit ignited in Pal's eyes. It's true that Aix is ​​very strong, but the strength of his own elves is not bad either.

Just then, Aislo's voice came.

"Hmm? Wait, those three guys stopped." Aislo looked into the distance, "Is that... the orphanage near the Pokémon Center?"

The three of them looked at each other and hurriedly quickened their pace.

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ps: Every time I mention X, I want to say that it was really cool to have five Pokémons at the same time in the final battle, but why only five instead of six? Brikaron?

I once saw someone complain, why can't Brikaron be Mega? The three starter Pokémons in Kanto all have Mega Evolution, why don't the three starter Pokémons in Kalos, which use Mega Evolution as a selling point, have Mega Evolution? Why!

I really want to laugh.

Also, why are the stats for Zhuqing City so pitifully low in these chapters? What went wrong?