Pokémon: Who told him to come out of Pallet Town!

Chapter 629 City Nightmare

Chapter 629 City Nightmare

This strange phenomenon made Natsume ponder for a long time.

Despite racking his brains and working on it for several days, Natsume still couldn't find where the two Earth and Ocean Authority tokens that had been embedded in the little ground squirrel's body had gone.

It was as if they had vanished into thin air.

It's a pity the middle-parted haircut wasn't there; otherwise, given the other party's sensitivity to clergy, they probably would have recognized it just by smelling it.

"That's strange, why haven't they come back yet?"

Standing in front of the ice cave, Natsume stroked his chin, looking puzzled.

According to Hoopa Jr., the "special training" sessions that Bangilas took them out for usually lasted for the entire weekend.

It's almost Monday of next week.

"Beep-beep-ee-oo!"

Beside me, the little ground squirrel wiggled slightly, still looking dazed and indifferent to everything.

Natsume glanced at the other person and sighed softly.

too weird.

The two divine beings who originally belonged to Groudon and Kyogre did not undergo any changes after entering Diglett's body.

Use System 1 to investigate.

Good heavens, the priesthood is gone, vanished into thin air.

Moreover, the little groundhog's behavior pattern remained unchanged.

Unlike before when he had a middle parting hairstyle, his excessive sleepiness has worsened.

President Xia felt that things were not that simple.

"What are these guys doing?"

Natsume, who desperately needed a "divine locator," took out his phone and was surprised to find that the locator on the man with the middle parting showed that the other person was in the Sinnoh region.

Furthermore, Tyranitar, Moltres, and Hoopa are all located in the Sinnoh region.

The moment the locator was turned off, Natsume's phone rang.

On the other end of the phone was an image of a Garchomp.

"Hey Natsume, are you free? Want to come to Sinnoh?"

Zhu Lan's cold voice rang out, indicating that the other person was not in a good mood.

"I'm busy, I'm going to Sinnoh."

"Beep beep beep..."

""

At an airport, Zhu Lan silently watched the call being disconnected.

Her lips twitched, and she helplessly rubbed her forehead.

"Never mind, I'll go myself."

Turning around, Zhu Lan walked out of the airport.

However, she had just stopped by for a Chinese meal and stepped out of the Pokémon Center when a whooshing sound rang out above her head.

"Miss Zhulan, is there anything I can help you with?"

Black wings blotted out the sky as the Great Dragonite slowly descended.

Natsume curiously examined the small island from its body.

"Watervein City, there's even an airport here."

As Natsume spoke, he leaped off the Great Dragonite.

"Didn't you say you had something to do?"

Zhu Lan raised an eyebrow and looked at Natsume with surprise.

"Yes, but it just happens to be here."

Natsume took out his phone and checked the location of the people with the middle parting.

The other party happens to be located near Watervein City.

"What's the problem?"

Natsume looked at Takeran and got straight to the point.

"Come with me, you'll find out soon enough."

As she spoke, Cynthia waved to Natsume and turned to enter the Pokémon Center.

Natsume shrugged and followed.

Canal City, Pokémon Center.

Pushing open the glass door, a smell mixed with disinfectant and a heavy sense of fatigue hit me.

In stark contrast to its usual bustling and vibrant atmosphere, the interior of the center was unusually somber at this moment.

Miss Joy's signature sweet smile was replaced by two heavy dark circles under her eyes as she listlessly wiped the counter.

Jili Egg pushed the medical cart past, his steps a little unsteady.

The trainers and their Pokémon in the rest area mostly slumped in their chairs or lay on the ground, their eyes vacant and yawning constantly, as if they had all stayed up for several nights in a row.

"That's the situation," Zhu Lan said, walking beside Natsume. She lowered her voice and frowned slightly. "Starting about a month ago, a large-scale phenomenon of mass nightmares has been occurring in Watervein City and the surrounding area."

"Whether it's humans or Pokémon, sleep quality has declined sharply, leaving them exhausted and listless upon waking."

"The League sent several groups of experts, including psychology and Psychic-type Pokémon experts, and even invited the Bell Tower monks from Enchantress City, but they couldn't find the specific cause, let alone solve it."

As she spoke, Zhu Lan shuddered.

She arrived at the airport last night and slept in a hotel nearby. She has certainly experienced this so-called nightmare firsthand.

Natsume's gaze swept across the entire hall, a knowing glint in his golden pupils.

This pervasive mental fatigue is not a simple physiological or psychological problem, but rather more like a... persistent,

Exogenous psychological interference.

Moreover, the source of the interference is at a very high energy level.

"The nightmare lasted for a month... it covered the entire city and surrounding areas..."

""

Natsume muttered to himself, already having a preliminary guess in his mind.

The scale and intensity of this kind of spiritual infiltration are beyond the capabilities of ordinary Pokémon.

Just then, the automatic doors of the Pokémon Center slid open again.

A tall, slender, and slightly gloomy figure walked in.

The person who arrived was wearing a well-tailored black trench coat with the collar turned up high, obscuring the lower half of their face.

He had unruly short white hair, with bangs slightly covering his left eye, revealing a deep, dark red pupil in his right eye.

What is most striking is the subtle, almost imperceptible aura emanating from him, as if he were one with the shadows, reminiscent of a Pokémon lurking in a nightmare.

Dakto?

Natsume raised an eyebrow slightly, not expecting to meet the other person here.

His appearance seemed to make the already dull atmosphere in the center even more stagnant.

Several trainers who had been dozing off instinctively sat up straighter, their eyes filled with curiosity, awe, and a barely perceptible hint of resistance—

After all, this mysterious trainer, known for owning many legendary Pokémon, has received rather polarized opinions among many veteran trainers.

Dakdo seemed completely oblivious to the stares around him, his gaze falling directly on Zhulan.

A sharp glint flashed in his dark red pupils, but deeper within them lay an unyielding resentment and obsession.

"Bamboo Orchid Champion"

Dakdo's voice was deep and had a unique magnetism, but it also carried a hint of tension that was barely perceptible: "I didn't expect to run into you here."

"Dakto." Zhu Lan nodded slightly, her tone calm and composed, carrying the aura of a champion.

"You came to Watervein City because of the 'nightmare' incident here too?"

She was very impressed with Dakto.

Years ago, in a public tournament in the Unova region, she had a fierce battle with this trainer who possessed a legendary Pokémon and ultimately defeated him.

That victory solidified her path to the championship, but it also seemed to leave a deep-seated resentment in Dacto's heart.

Since then, Darkrope has been almost obsessively searching for and capturing legendary Pokémon, improving his strength day by day, with a clear goal—to one day challenge and defeat her again.

Despite his repeated attempts, he was never able to achieve his goal.

Zhu Lan could clearly sense this unwavering commitment.

"I guess so," Darko replied somewhat vaguely, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over Natsume beside Takeran.

His gaze lingered for a moment on Natsume's overly calm face, a hint of scrutiny flashing in his eyes, but he didn't ask any further questions.

He then said, "My Darkrai and Cresselia... sensed an unusual aura permeating this area, so they came to investigate."