Distortion World.
On a relatively large inverted island.
Crash—
Diamonds of various sizes scattered like a waterfall, clattering as they fell all over the ground.
"Roar!!!"
Giratina's impotent rage echoed freely throughout the Distortion World, stirring up waves of invisible ripples.
Damn it!
Giratina looked up to the sky.
Was it easy for it?
It had spent so much time and energy to finally piece together this "diamond screen," and it... collapsed!
Damn it, these diamonds of all sizes were almost all different, and to piece together this complete "diamond screen" without gaps had been so difficult for it.
The result.
Just when it was about to be completed, the thing actually collapsed!
After its impotent rage, Giratina rubbed its chin.
Saliva really didn't work.
Couldn't stick it together.
As the possessor of "antimatter energy," destroying things was a matter of minutes for it—antimatter could rush through and not even leave residue behind.
But making it stick things together... that was really making things difficult for a Pokémon.
It needed to find something with strong adhesive properties that wouldn't affect the diamond's essence, otherwise when Johan came asking for diamonds later, having them covered in glue wouldn't work.
Giratina looked around.
Well, it had to admit that in the Distortion World, there definitely wasn't such a thing.
After brief consideration.
Giratina tore open the space in front of it, the opening revealing a corner of the Pokémon world.
Then it would go to the Pokémon world to look.
Giratina flicked its tail.
It disappeared from the Distortion World.
Pokémon World, Kalos region, Laverre City.
"Fashion Design Contest?"
Johan, who was preparing to bid farewell to Valerie, saw her packing in her clothing store.
Speaking of which.
Valerie, as a Gym Leader, spent more time in the clothing store than in the gym.
Oh, this was Kalos, so never mind then.
"That's right." Valerie neatly packed away her carefully designed clothing, then covered it with professional bags.
"It just happens to coincide with a special festival, and I heard there will be fireworks tonight too." Valerie said.
Festival?
Fireworks show?
Johan's eyes lit up slightly.
Summer Fireworks Festival!
"Are you interested too, Teacher Johan? There should be some other competition too, oh right, the Pokémon Catch Race!"
As someone in the fashion design industry, Valerie was most concerned with fashion design competitions, and wasn't very interested in Pokémon catching competitions, since she was quite picky about catching Pokémon anyway.
"Ka-kaah?!"
Gengar grabbed Johan's shoulder with one hand, poking its head out from behind him.
Competition?
Pokémon Catch Race!
When they first came to the Kalos region, they had originally wanted to participate in the "Pokémon Triathlon" competition, but because it conflicted with Diancie's matter, they didn't get to compete.
Hearing about another competition, Gengar immediately became excited.
Since it was a competition... there would definitely be nice prizes, right?
Johan was more interested in what Valerie called the "fireworks festival."
Summer fireworks festival, clear night sky dotted with stars, warm evening, refreshing ice cream, lively atmosphere, and blooming fireworks...
Mew would definitely love it, right?
He had originally promised to take Mew to participate in Kanaz Pokémon Academy's Spring Festival, but missed it because of the "World Coronation Series," so this summer fireworks evening could give it some compensation.
"If you're interested, Teacher Johan, we could go together~" Valerie smiled.
"Ka-kaah! Ka-kaah!"
Before Johan could answer, Gengar nodded repeatedly, acting like it had agreed for him.
"Let me make a phone call." Johan said to Valerie.
"Of course."
Walking to the store entrance, Johan took out his phone and dialed a number.
"What's wrong?" From the phone came a voice with some laziness and magnetic warmth.
"You're not still in bed, are you?" Hearing that voice, Johan couldn't help but laugh, asking teasingly.
"Mm—"
Then he heard rustling sounds and stretching movements.
"Training felt good last night, so I trained a bit late." Cynthia curled up in her blanket.
After laughing for a while, Johan asked: "Fireworks festival, interested?"
"Fireworks festival?"
Cynthia immediately sat up from bed, her Jigglypuff pajamas bouncing out.
"Garrr?"
"Lucaa?"
In the room.
Garchomp, who had also trained late last night and was still resting, raised its head, half-squinting with some unfriendly intent in its eyes—it heard a familiar voice.
Meanwhile, Lucario, who was organizing the books scattered around the room, also looked over.
Fireworks festival?
They really hadn't participated in one this year.
Today had been a bit too busy.
Since the "World Coronation Series" ended, Cynthia and they had spent most of their time training, only leaving Celestic Town and Mt. Coronet during the Arceus incident.
Normally, aside from beating up Flint, they really didn't have much entertainment.
"Where?" Cynthia couldn't help asking.
You could tell she was quite interested in the fireworks festival too.
Johan lightly patted his forehead, covered the phone receiver and turned to look at Valerie in the store: "Miss Valerie, where did you say the place was?"
"Oh, Fula City." Valerie, who was almost done packing her clothes, said.
Johan nodded and said to Cynthia on the phone: "Fula City."
Hm?
Fula City?!
"Mm..."
Cynthia held the phone between her shoulder and ear, taking the laptop Lucario handed her, and after a quick search said:
"It really is, the Wind Festival in Fula City is coming up soon, not only fireworks festival, fashion design contest, Pokémon Catch Race..."
Fula City...
Johan didn't know that Fula City from the movie "The Power of Us" would be in the Kalos region.
After all, the "protagonist" Zeraora was a seventh-generation Pokémon, while Fula City's origin came from the second-generation legendary Lugia.
But...
It didn't matter anyway.
Johan didn't have much "resistance" to Fula City, since there weren't any legendary "disasters."
At most it would just be Lugia and Zeraora.
Lugia... Johan's relationship with it was quite "solid"—during the Arceus incident, Lugia had been called by him to "help out."
As for Zeraora...
It should be one of Johan's favorite Electric-type Pokémon.
In terms of strength, it shouldn't be unmanageable either.
"Do you have time? We could go to Fula City together to relax." Johan invited.
He knew Cynthia had been busy training recently, improving her strength.
He didn't know what level Cynthia had reached now.
"I've been quite busy recently, lots of things..." Cynthia stretched, her words carrying some deeper meaning.
And Johan obviously understood, saying: "This humble one sincerely invites Her Majesty the Queen to grace us with her presence."
"Since you're inviting me so sincerely, then I'll 'reluctantly' make a trip." Cynthia laughed.
"I'll help you look for flight tickets."
"No need, I'll ride Garchomp over, should arrive before dinner."
Garchomp on the side: "?"
What happened to being reserved?
"Alright, be safe on the road."
Although with Cynthia's strength, if they encountered trouble, the other party should be the one to worry, Johan still reminded her.
"Mm."
Fula City.
A coastal city isolated by vast mountain forests.
Of course, that isolation was in the past—with the current level of technological development in the Pokémon world, there were plenty of ways to establish contact with Fula City.
For example, train tracks through the mountain forests, planes in the sky, and ships on the sea.
Although Laverre City wasn't exactly a coastal city, there were ports nearby, so Johan, Valerie, and Valerie's geishas chose to take a ship to Fula City.
Warm sunshine, rolling clouds, gentle sea breeze—Johan had taken off Valerie's custom outfit and changed into an Alolan floral shirt, sitting on the cruise ship's deck fishing.
"Gengar, Ceruledge, set up the barbecue grill, we'll have grilled fish later."
Johan, sitting under a parasol, said without turning his head.
"Ka-kaah!"
Gengar nodded and responded, then continued sitting in place, holding Pokémon playing cards, not moving.
Ceruledge did the same, responding but not moving.
Grilled fish?
They probably wouldn't be able to catch edible fish by the time the ship docked at Fula City port.
So this barbecue grill... might as well not set up.
"Ka-kaah~"
Gengar wrapped itself in its Spell Tag, gently patting Regieleki's shoulder.
Hey, what are you daydreaming about, it's your turn to play.
"Regi..."
Was Regieleki daydreaming?
It just didn't know what card to play.
Scratching its head, looking at the pair of "Tyranitar" in front of it, then glancing at its hand.
A pair of "Caterpie," one "Pidgeotto," two "Flareon," one "Eevee," one "Zubat," one...
"Cha~"
Tinkaton, sitting on its hammer, couldn't help reminding.
You can pass if you can't beat it.
"Eleki..."
Regieleki breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.
Pass!
"Ka-kaah~" Gengar grinned wickedly, about to continue playing.
"Vii!"
Victini suddenly interrupted it, signaling Gengar to wait.
"Ka-kaah~"
Gengar, holding only two cards left, looked at Victini's seventeen cards and didn't mind at all, gesturing.
Go ahead, I don't believe you can beat me in one turn with seventeen cards!
Then Victini's performance began.
Two "Rayquaza," one green one black, played!
A straight, "Nidoqueen," "Nidoking," "Nidorino"... six cards total.
Another straight, "Eevee," "Vaporeon," "Flareon"... eight cards total!
Holding the last "Caterpie," Victini looked around at Gengar, Tinkaton, and Regieleki, asking with a smile:
"Vii?"
Anyone want it?
"Ka-kaah?"
Gengar rubbed its eyes, using both hands to squeeze and stretch its head, as if it couldn't believe what it was seeing.
No way.
Seventeen cards, and you really can beat me in one turn?
"Vii!"
Seeing no reaction from the three little ones, Victini decisively threw out the last "Caterpie."
Victory!
It showed its fangs and made a "yeah" gesture.
Then it took energy cubes from the piles in front of Gengar, Tinkaton, and Regieleki, corresponding to their remaining card counts.
Victory Pokémon Victini had "completely dominated" at this moment!
Gengar was actually fine—it only had two cards left, so only lost two cubes. Tinkaton was okay too with seven cards, but Regieleki...
"Regi..."
Looking at its energy cube pile that had shrunk by more than ten again, Regieleki scratched its head.
No good, so itchy, felt like it was going to grow a brain.
Meanwhile.
"Got one! Got one!"
Johan felt the force from his fishing rod and immediately stood up excitedly, putting all his strength into it. The Ninetales tails that had been covering him scattered to the ground.
"Oowoo?"
Ninetales, lying beside him, cracked open its eyes slightly, then saw the familiar orange bouncing figure.
Plap plap plap—
An orange Magikarp was bouncing back and forth on the deck, its vacant eyes seeming to silently accuse Johan of catching it.
Johan: "..."
How many was this now?
"The seventh one, Rotom!"
Without Johan needing to count himself, Rotom, who had finished taking photos, told him the result.
Seven...
In just two hours, catching seven fish wasn't bad, but they were all Magikarp!
"I thank you, Rotom." Johan said ominously.
Rotom's body shook, trying to "remedy the situation," quickly saying:
"But—but! This Magikarp should be the highest level one, probably around level 40, Rotom!"
Plap plap plap—
The Magikarp continued performing its "Splash" attack.
"Level 40 and still not evolving..." Johan said through gritted teeth.
He irritably threw this "old fish" that could at most make fish head soup back into the sea.
If others didn't want it, he didn't want it either!
Level 40?
If you can grow to level 100 as a Magikarp, then I'll consider you impressive.
"Kalos region waters are also 'dominated' by Magikarp." Johan said dejectedly.
Plap plap plap—
The Magikarp that returned to the sea poked its head out of the water, looked at Johan, flicked its tail, splashing water.
Then swam away without looking back.
That attitude...
"Is it taunting me? Is it taunting me?" Johan looked at Ninetales.
"Oowoo..."
Ninetales gently exhaled white breath.
Calm down.
Crack crack crack—
Frost appeared on Johan's clothes, temples, and glasses.
Hiss—
He calmed down.
Johan sat back in his chair and picked up his fishing rod again.
Just now, he had almost told Regieleki and Rotom to electrify this entire sea area, but fortunately held back.
So fishing men were all about staying calm and unperturbed in the face of change.
"I don't believe I'll really get skunked."
Rolling up his sleeves, he skillfully baited the hook and cast again.
Actually, his fishing skills weren't bad now.
Too bad Magikarp were just too abundant.
"Even Kyogre can be caught, catching one fish that isn't Magikarp isn't too much to ask, right?"
Holding the fishing rod with one hand, he took out his phone with the other.
It showed the progress of the "Pokémon Hunter Base Raid Mission" jointly launched by the Kalos region International Police and League Police departments.
With Johan's "cheat-like" base intelligence gathering, many Pokémon Hunters active in the Kalos region had been arrested.
And the arrest speed and scale... could be said to be the first of its kind in Kalos region history.
In Johan's words...
"Gone completely wild."
Absolutely gone wild.
Now Pokémon Hunters in the eyes of International Police and League Police weren't just Pokémon Hunters anymore, but living, breathing achievements waiting to be "picked up."
When had catching Pokémon Hunters ever been this easy?
Pokémon Hunters were rampant for a reason.
On one hand, some Pokémon Hunters did have decent strength or backing.
But more importantly, Pokémon Hunters would dive deep into mountain forests where they couldn't be found.
Given the excellent natural environment of the Pokémon world, trying to find a Pokémon Hunter in vast forests was really no different from finding a needle in a haystack.
And with Johan providing intelligence, this most difficult part of catching Pokémon Hunters was essentially eliminated—wasn't that like picking up achievements?
Even the commotion from this raid operation attracted attention from the main League.
They highly praised Johan's actions and this operation.
As the initiator of this operation and the mission publisher... Johan calmly typed a few words in the group chat with one hand—
"Everyone's worked hard, when the mission is complete, I'll give everyone raises!"
As soon as this was said, the group erupted in cheers.
"Long live Teacher Johan!"
"Teacher Johan, through fire and water!"
"Teacher Johan, eternal god!"
"..."
Johan showed a satisfied smile.
No matter how much you talked or how big the promises, nothing was as real as a raise.
Anyway, the raises weren't coming from his pocket.
After the main League noticed this, Johan "petitioned for the people" to request raises for everyone.
And the achievements from this incident were enormous—a simple raise was certainly appropriate, so the main League naturally wouldn't refuse.
It's just that Johan earned half the credit.
But the League also got a relatively more stable Kalos region wilderness environment.
"Got a bite!" Johan felt the fishing rod shake again.
"Eighth one, Rotom."
Before the fish came up, Rotom had already quietly changed the number.
"Regi..."
Regieleki hung its head listlessly, completely deflated—its energy cubes were completely gone.
Gengar and Tinkaton's energy cubes had also taken considerable "losses," though they were better off than Regieleki.
And the biggest winner was undoubtedly Victini, who as the Victory Pokémon had similarly "gone wild" in today's "battle."
"Vii~"
Victini was very happy, then shared half of its energy cubes with Regieleki.
"Eleki?"
Seeing even more energy cubes than it had started with, Regieleki froze in place.
It scratched its head, somewhat crashing.
How were there more now?
Victini casually grabbed one and popped it in its mouth.
Although energy cubes weren't as good as macarons, they tasted great too.
"Vii~~"
Everyone having fun was what mattered, winning and losing wasn't the most important~
Victini gave the answer.
"Regi?"
Then Regieleki looked at Gengar and Tinkaton.
What about them...
"Ka-kaah~"
Gengar waved magnanimously, acting disdainful.
Just a few energy cubes—I have plenty.
"Cha~"
Tinkaton was equally generous.
As an "old-timer" in the "Old Johan Family," who didn't have a few hundred or thousand energy cubes "saved up"?
Besides...
Energy cubes could just be requested from Johan when they ran out, right?
Our "Old Johan Family" never lacked energy cubes.
"Eleki!"
A lightbulb appeared over Regieleki's head as it had an epiphany.
Right...
Just ask Johan when they ran out.
"Crunch crunch—"
Larvitar, who had been eating and watching the whole time, sighed and stood up, gently patting Regieleki's arm.
"Yoji~"
Young one, you still have much to learn~
"Regi!"
Regieleki nodded solemnly.
Kalos region, in the mountain forests behind Fula City.
Several figures moved somewhat frantically through the forest.
"Damn it, are the League guys crazy? We didn't get any advance warning, how did they suddenly launch a massive raid?"
"No advance warning was one thing, but the key is the League guys acted like they had radar, finding our base instantly. If we hadn't happened to be outside..."
"I heard it's not just us—lots of our colleagues' bases got raided!"
"I seriously suspect there's a traitor among us hunters, maybe more than one!"
Otherwise, the bases being directly raided made no sense.
But the problem was, even if there were "traitors," they couldn't know about so many Pokémon Hunter groups' bases.
"Speaking of which, where are we now?"
"Fula City."
"Fula City? Isn't that where they're holding some Wind Festival?"
"More people is better, right?"
"True..."
"Besides, I heard from some colleagues active around Fula City that they haven't been raided here—should be relatively safe."
"I remember there's supposed to be some powerful creature in the forests outside Fula City? Humans who enter the forest get attacked, lots of colleagues don't dare come."
"Hmph! Right now, what could be more dangerous than the League raids?"
"Makes sense..."
"And if we could catch that thing, all our losses... hehe..."
"Hehe hehe" ×N
Fula City, seaside port.
Whoosh—
Gentle sea breezes had been blowing almost continuously since approaching Fula City, carrying faint ocean scents and taking away some of summer's heat.
Wind was Fula City's characteristic and the "foundation" of its development.
Walking out of the port and looking up, windmills were everywhere as far as the eye could see—power-generating windmills.
Many surrounding towns' electricity came from Fula City.
But speaking of what was most eye-catching upon first arriving at Fula City, it was definitely a place like an amusement park on the sea outside the city.
It had ferris wheels, roller coasters, carousels and all sorts of facilities, with balloons of Pikachu, Eevee, Poké Balls, Lugia and various other shapes floating in the sky, looking festive.
That amusement park on the sea was exactly where Fula City held its Wind Festival activities and lit summer fireworks.
It was connected to the land and the entire Fula City by a winding road.
"They say Fula City's Wind Festival started from a promise with Lugia."
Valerie, who had also disembarked, said with a smile, wearing extremely tall wooden clogs and lace-trimmed black stockings, her wide sleeves fluttering in the wind like wings.
Valerie thought Johan didn't know about Fula City and the Wind Festival, so she continued:
"In the past, Fula City was a barren place, but people and Pokémon supported each other here, working hard to live. This bond moved Lugia, who promised to always bring wind to this land..."
And Fula City developed precisely because of this promise with Lugia and the continuous wind.
"That's the Sacred Flame."
Valerie pointed to a tall tower in Fula City's center, its top twinkling with crystalline light that shone like a star even in daylight.
Calling it "Sacred Flame" was really more like "starlight."
"They say Lugia uses the 'Sacred Flame' as a marker, sending wind here every year at fixed times."
Johan nodded.
Of course he knew all this, but he didn't interrupt Valerie, just thinking...
Did Lugia really know about this "promise"?
Or rather, the previous Lugia might have indeed kept this promise, but after the mountain fire fifty years ago, would Lugia still "honor" it?
After the Bell Tower incident in Ecruteak City in the Johto region, both Ho-Oh and Lugia had chosen to leave.
And the mountain fire incident in Fula City fifty years ago was definitely worse than the Bell Tower incident.
During the Bell Tower incident, humans just failed to save three Pokémon trapped in the burning tower, earning Ho-Oh and Lugia's anger.
In Fula City's mountain fire, there were hundreds, thousands, or even more Pokémon in the mountain forests.
"Maybe I can ask about it if there's a chance..."
"What?" Valerie didn't catch what he said.
Johan smiled and shook his head, "Nothing."
Valerie didn't press, just saying: "Teacher Johan, I'm going to prepare for the fashion design contest now, so..."
"No problem, go ahead, don't worry about me. I'll look around myself." Johan said.
"Alright." Valerie and the geishas behind her bowed slightly to him, "Then we'll take our leave first."
Getting on the contest's special vehicle, Valerie and the geishas left.
Johan stood by the seaside, looking at the endless ocean. Sunlight shone directly down, and the ripples stirred up by the sea breeze split the sunlight into pieces of scattered gold.
"Where should we go first..."
"Ka-kaah! Ka-kaah!"
Gengar pointed at the Wind Festival venue on the sea, shouting excitedly.
Let's go to the Pokémon Catch Race!
Johan remembered that in the movie "The Power of Us," when Ash participated in the Pokémon Catch Race, he provided several extremely memorable famous scenes.
First was riding a rampaging Tyranitar barehanded, second was casually helping up a fallen Tyranitar...
That was the Desert Tyrant Tyranitar, not the baby Larvitar.
Super rookie protagonist powers displayed to perfection.
But...
"The Wind Festival hasn't started yet, and the Pokémon Catch Race hasn't started either." Johan said.
Speaking of which, he was really curious what kind of Pokémon Fula City, as the host, would provide for trainers to catch in this "Pokémon Catch Race."
Would there be pseudo-legendaries?
If there were pseudo-legendaries... would it be Tyranitar?
If Larvitar saw Tyranitar... that would definitely be fun, right?
Imagining that scene, Johan's lips unconsciously curved upward.
"Ka-kaah..."
Hearing that the Pokémon contest hadn't started yet, Gengar's ears drooped.
"Come on." Johan patted the little fatty's back, "I heard Fula City's ice cream is also famous, how about..."
"Ka-kaah!"
Gengar suddenly raised its head, holding up one hand with three fingers, then feeling that wasn't enough, raised the other hand too.
I want three! No! Six!
Johan couldn't help but laugh.
"Alright, alright, just don't get a stomachache."
Gengar put its hands on its hips and raised its head.
Me get a stomachache?
Ridiculous!
The Zygarde core on Johan's shoulder half-raised its head.
[What is ice cream?]
Johan smiled mysteriously, "I'll let you try some later."
In the mountain forest.
"There!"
A golden figure, accompanied by blue lightning, moved through the forest at extremely high speed.
Behind it, several Pokémon Hunters in mountain gear followed closely.
"Weavile, Ice Beam!"
Bang—!!
An ice flower bloomed on a tree.
"Damn it!"
"Let's see how long you can run! Houndoom, lock onto its scent, don't let it escape! This is an unseen rare Pokémon! It actually delivered itself to our door!"
They had just been resting when they suddenly came under attack from this mysterious Pokémon.
But fortunately, they still had some skill.
After all, being able to escape the League's raids, they couldn't do it without some ability.
Although they were still injured by that guy, hurting quite a few Pokémon, they had also injured that guy.
Mysterious, rare, and powerful—these factors combined meant this guy could definitely sell for an incredible price.
With their bases raided and heavy losses, they could use this guy to recoup.
"This guy's really fast!"
"Hmph! As long as it's still on land, it can't escape!"
Houndoom's keen sense of smell was his confidence.
But before long, his confidence disappeared.
Because they chased to a cliff three or four meters high with a fast-flowing stream below, and Houndoom stopped at the cliff.
"Jumped in the river?"
"Chase downstream, it can't go far!"
They followed the stream's direction downstream.
But upstream from the stream.
A pink-haired girl was playing with a Teddiursa and Ditto by the stream.
"Come on, Teddiursa, it's okay, just taking a bath, don't move around."
"Teddi!"
Teddiursa struggled but didn't dare use force, afraid of hurting the girl.
It suddenly pointed toward the stream.
"Teddi!"
"What's wrong?" The girl Risa looked over puzzledly.
Splash—
Suddenly.
The water surface broke, and a golden, bedraggled figure leaped out from the water, crashing onto the rocks not far from Risa.
"This is... injured?" Risa was startled and quickly stood up.
"Teddiursa, Ditto, come help!"
Bang!!
But before they could get close, a blue lightning bolt exploded in front of Risa.
The yellow figure struggled to open its eyes, glaring fiercely.
"Zeraaa!"
A book written by a friend.
"Pokémon World's Breeding Master"
"Groudon wants to learn flying from me? Really?"
——
Beckett transmigrated to the Pokémon world and obtained a breeding simplification panel.
Learning Roar = Roar loudly 200 times, learning Rest = Take a nap
"Garchomp, want to learn Dragon Dance?"
"What, you want Roserade to learn Quiver Dance?"
"My Gallade is fair-skinned, beautiful, and long-legged—learning Thunder Kick is very reasonable, right?"
As Beckett's reputation spread wider and wider, it seemed an incredible existence came knocking.
"You say you want to learn to fly? Real flying?"
Beckett looked seriously at the non-flying one in front of him.
[Pokémon: Groudon]
[Breeding Goal: Learn to fly, real flying]
[Breeding Requirements: ...]
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