Pokémon: The King of Extras

Chapter 307 Finished

Second floor.

Sitting on the painter's chair he had chosen, Tutu Dog quietly looked up at the huge drawing board in front of him.

After more than 20 days of hard work, the huge drawing paper, which was 2.1 meters long and 1.5 meters wide, was filled with amazing figures.

It was vaguely discernible that it was on a lake, with dark clouds rolling and the surrounding forests dark and lush.

Three figures were located above the void, shrouded in a misty aura, blocking the detection of others.

The lake was surging, and the woods on all sides were overwhelmed by the momentum.

Frightened deer, small Rattata, coyote dog... The frightened Pokémon fled in a hurry, and the timid Tsuchi Ninja clung to the bent tree trunk tightly, as if a natural disaster had come.

The paintings on the edge were vivid, and the situation could be seen from the postures of each Pokémon and every bit of animal and plant.

The closer to the middle, the more blurred the energy field became, full of a unique mysterious charm.

Battle?

Or are they still chatting about something?

What are the three Pokémon?

No one can tell, and Tutu's focus is not here.

He stood still, staring at a corner of the scroll, and the holy light that penetrated from the thick fog.

Like a sharp sword.

The painting itself is perfect.

But every time he looked at it, Tutu always felt that something was missing.

But what should he draw...

Can't think of it.

No clue.

Or remove the light?

No.

Can't tell the reason, but it just won't work.

It was this hesitation that prevented him from finishing his most serious painting ever.

Today, maybe he will sit there all day.

When he thought of this, Tutu remembered the gifts he received.

It is said that the passionate and brave trainer prepared carefully for each friend.

The housekeeper sister also brought back two big bags in the afternoon, which seemed to be gifts to be given out.

Tutu was very satisfied with his own share.

Although there were fake paintings and works produced by Pokémon instead of humans, the kindness was well received.

The feeling of being missed was warm, as if I had taken a big sip of hot water.

And tonight, the window over there will also light up...

Thinking of this, Tutu Dog turned his head.

Originally, he wanted to take a look in the direction of Yu Zhou's bedroom, but he unexpectedly saw a dark figure standing by the window, and was immediately startled.

The dark figure was very excited, raised his hand to greet, and shook a bag of snacks twice.

Tutu Dog blinked and recognized its identity.

"Dorul?"

He called out, and immediately realized that he couldn't hear, and jumped off the chair.

Yu Zhou made a listening gesture, and then pointed to the door inside.

The little guy nodded quickly.

Yu Zhou also walked out of his room.

When he came to the door, the little guy had already opened the door.

"Will it disturb you?" Yu Zhou asked with a smile.

"Doroo~"

Tutu shook his head, looking at the drawing board and fruit in his other hand with some curiosity.

"I saw it on the road, and I couldn't help but buy it. I want to try it."

Yu Zhou said as he walked into the house, "There are also some snacks, which are high in sugar but not sweet, and can replenish physical strength."

Tutu helped him set up the drawing board, and dragged new tables and chairs.

Yu Zhou put all the sundries on it and took a closer look at the huge painting.

The first feeling he had was exquisiteness.

The grand and majestic layout, the ink opening and closing are extremely bold, and the details are just right, leaving a trace of spirituality.

Left and right, movement and stillness, expression, situation, atmosphere.

Almost impeccable.

Looking at it in a trance, it seems as if you have entered the painting, looking up at the agitated clouds in the sky, and trembling with the earth.

This is probably the evaluation given by those who understand art.

As for Yu Zhou, who has seen many masterpieces in disguise with the convenience of the Internet.

A "wow" is his highest expression.

However, Yu Zhou, who had been trained by Zoroa, still knew how to praise children.

After pausing for several seconds, he said to Tutu Dog in disbelief: "It's so beautiful. If you move it to an art exhibition, it will definitely win the center position!"

Tutu Dog really enjoyed it. He hugged his hands and was so happy that he couldn't speak.

Yu Zhou picked him up and sat on the chair.

Tutu Dog explained, and every detail echoed the fragmentary memories in his mind.

The fleeing Pokémon were polished because he couldn't remember the chaotic scene.

The Pokémon in the mist exuded a great dragon power, so they showed their tails and tentacles.

The chaos reflected in the lake was not the Pokémon above, but another powerful existence.

After waiting for all the content to be finished, Yu Zhou nodded slightly.

Many places that he was not confident to see were interpreted.

However,

that touch of bright golden light, shining through the heavy clouds, had no explanation.

Is it stuck here?

His thoughts stagnated, and he asked in a light tone: "It feels perfect. Is it stuck on that ray of light?"

"Doroo~"

Tutu nodded without hesitation.

This is not something that cannot be said - especially in front of his best trainer.

Yu Zhou was also thinking.

If there is any Pokémon that can be related to Radiance...

It must be a famous alpaca!

In the theatrical version that was praised as a battle of mythical beasts, Arceus appeared from the clouds by stepping on the light.

As soon as he appeared, he solved all the problems, which was very impressive.

Moreover,

if his guess was correct, the problem with Tutu Dog was caused by the problems between Dialga, Palkia and Giratina.

So this beam of light...

could it be Arceus?

No.

Yu Zhou took a deep breath and erased this association from his mind.

The meaning of brilliance is too broad.

It is really arbitrary to define it hastily because of these connections.

Maybe we can think about what other meanings light has besides representing Arceus.

Hope?

Or vitality?

Seeing that he was silent for a while, Tutu Dog pushed his arm in confusion.

"Doru?"

"Huh? I just thought of some interesting records," Yu Zhou smiled and perfunctorily replied.

After thinking about it, he realized that it would take time to think about these things, so he simply took out a round and plump apple from the bag beside him and said tentatively: "I am also quite interested in painting. I wonder if the little painter has time to come and give some pointers to the novice?"

"Doru?"

Tutu Dog blinked his clear big eyes.

"Well, there is still some time before dinner, so let's just relax, okay?"

"Doru..."

"Don't worry, Zoroark is controlled by me, uh, he is watching TV downstairs, and he won't be able to find us in a short time."

"..."

"That new partner can't walk when he sees food. If there is any conflict in the future, just buy a bag of delicious food. Of course, if it is your fault, you must apologize."

"Doru~"

"Come on?"

Tutu Dog showed a helpless expression, jumped out of his arms, and personally pushed the small round table with the scenery.

Yu Zhou smiled and rubbed his head, and put the tablecloth and fruits on it.

Tutu Dog looked at it for a while, opened his arms, and let him hold it.

After being able to see the table, he personally rearranged the things.

He also returned the extra pineapple and cherry to Yu Zhou.

"Will it not be used?"

Yu Zhou looked at the table for a few more times and felt that it was indeed better than before. He said regretfully, "I thought it could be used, but it seems that it can only be eaten by Ai Guanshi."

He sat back on the chair.

Under the command of Tutu Dog, he found a good position and opened the paint box.

He dipped the paint twice heavily and drew two lines on the thick and white drawing paper according to his own ideas.

Tutu Dog was stunned.

He tilted his head to look at the small round table in front of him, and then looked at the traffic light paint that seemed to be seen when he was dizzy.

A big question mark appeared on his head.

This...

Are the painting and the arrangement the same thing?

Yu Zhou was also a little dissatisfied.

The talent that could get a B grade in art class at the beginning seemed to be almost forgotten.

"The skill has declined."

"What did the teacher say at the beginning?"

"Put the brush straight and use it straight..."

"..."

Tutu Dog was silent.

Seeing that the drawing was getting crooked, he sighed and couldn't help but reach out to remind him.

"Duolu~"

If it extends further, the table won't fit on the drawing paper.

"Oh oh."

Yu Zhou quickly restrained his movements, but he still drew out of bounds.

He pursed his lips, sighed unsatisfiedly, and said leisurely: "It seems that my abstract art skills are a little better than realism."

Tutu Dog puffed his lips.

He should be angry, but for some reason he wanted to laugh.

He also relaxed and let Yu Zhou draw whatever he wanted, leaning his body in his arms.

Yu Zhou, on the other hand, started asking him questions when he didn't know what to do.

Tutu Dog gave him careful instructions and found that he always couldn't find the key points.

The basket was not finished yet, and there was an apple that was round and big, with jagged ripples on the edges, and it was specially highlighted.

"This is the best apple I've ever drawn." Yu Zhou sighed.

Tutu Dog stood up, hugged his arms with both hands, and drew a big circle.

"What is this?" Yu Zhou asked after taking a look.

"Doroo~" Tutu nodded.

The handle of the basket~

"How can there be such a big handle, round and round?"

"Doroo~" Only such a big handle can hold such a big apple~

"That makes sense. I didn't expect you to have some talent in abstract art. I recognize you."

"Doroo~"

"You draw one stroke and I draw one stroke. Who can draw better? Come on, I'm not afraid of you, abstract art!"

The two of them drew one stroke and I drew another, acting according to their own mood, completely forgetting the reference.

The oranges they drew were particularly large, and the vase that should have been colorful became a toothpick box.

The huge basket flattened the entire table, like a scene in an animation.

The hard and shaped bread somehow turned into water, forming a dripping line in the air.

The raised tablecloth also turned into mountains of different shapes because of the rule of you drawing one stroke and I drawing one stroke.

When the final product came out, the man and the dog looked at each other with smiles on their faces.

"Too ugly."

"Doroo!"

Tutu Dog agreed immediately.

But no matter how ugly it is, it is still my own work.

Drawing board, paper, and ink all cost money.

"It's time to give this work a name."

Yu Zhou held up the brush and looked down at Tutu in his arms, "Do you have any ideas?"

Tutu shook his head.

"Then I'll do it?"

With the little guy's consent, Yu Zhou left four big characters "Rejuvenate" on the blank space on the side that was not damaged.

He also wrote a line of small characters on it.

I returned home and painted with Tutu. It was late at night, and the fields were quiet, as if I was temporarily visiting a lonely star.

The little guy looked at it twice, a little curious about what it meant.

"I was inspired." Yu Zhou put away the brush and said.

Tutu took another look.

The painting was still ugly, but with the name and the words, it was unexpectedly harmonious.

There was an indescribable feeling.

Does my own painting also lack this?

It doesn't seem right.

While he was still looking, Yu Zhou had turned his eyes and cast his gaze on Tutu's drawing board.

The excitement slowly faded, and he recalled the past when Tutu was born.

He was fed with so much nutrient solution and fed countless times.

The expectation in his heart did not decrease at all, but became stronger and stronger.

When he learned that the energy was mixed and the little guy was devastated and difficult to be born, his heart was also tightened.

Although they did not meet, he could not help but miss him.

Finally, it was stuck at 99 and it was difficult to be born smoothly.

If it were not for the help of Fantasy, I really don’t know how long I would have to wait before I could officially meet.

Although it was a Tutu dog that came out at the beginning, he was disappointed for a while.

Thinking of this, Yu Zhou was suddenly startled and turned his head to look at his room.

Frowning, he whispered: "There is something, I don’t know if I can help, maybe I should take you to see it."

Tutu dog came back to his senses from the scroll and tilted his head: "Doru?"

As soon as he said he would leave, Yu Zhou carried the little guy to his room and entered the storage room.

Turn on the lights, and the remaining treasures flashed beautiful lonely light.

Going around these props containing energy, he stood in front of a glass counter.

The counter was very large, but there were very few things inside, only four pieces.

The two people's eyes were focused on the third item at the same time.

It was a broken eggshell.

A huge eggshell with special stripes.

"That was the egg before you were born,"

Yu Zhou put Tutu Dog on the counter and said softly, "I used a lot of nutrient solution and asked Menghuan to help regulate the disordered energy, so that you were born safely into this world."

"You were still young at that time and may have forgotten this thing, but I have kept it. I don't know if it can help you."

Tutu Dog looked at the eggshell inside quietly.

After several months of storage, the egg body still did not change at all, and the edge was full of pure white bone texture.

The delicate lines and the arrangement of the fragments looked like a man's drooping profile from his perspective.

Tutu Dog couldn't help but look at it a few more times, recalling what happened outside the egg when he was experiencing those fragments.

At that time, would Yu Zhou be like this, looking at the elf egg in the incubator while looking forward to his birth?

He suddenly knew what should be in that beam of light.

Tutu Dog took a deep breath.

Without saying anything, he climbed down the counter and ran towards his studio.

Yu Zhou hurried to catch up and saw him climb onto the chair, stretched out his little fist, dipped his hands full of paint, and instantly imprinted in the beam of light.

He closed his fist, as if he had made a major decision, and slowly exhaled.

"Is that it, finished?" Yu Zhou stood behind, looking at him with a puzzled look.

The little guy's fist was oval, the paint was not evenly distributed, and there were gaps between the fingers, which looked very rough.

It didn't match the work at all.

"Doroo!"

Tutu nodded, with a look of certainty.

That's good!

"Really?"

"Doroo~"

"As long as you can accept it." Yu Zhou also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he couldn't appreciate it, he respected Tutu's decision.

The little guy smiled "as expected".

As he laughed, the scroll seemed to come alive.

The beam of light became more and more dazzling, shining on the oval fist print, melting it and decomposing it.

Finally, a dreamlike shadow was formed.

Looking vaguely, it was an egg, but also someone's profile.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, the little guy suddenly opened his hands and called out "Duolu".

Yu Zhou immediately retracted his gaze and picked him up from the chair.

"Are you hungry?"

"Duolu~"

"The rice should not be cooked at this time. You are lucky. Let me show you the cooking skills I learned in Sichuan?"

"Duolu!"