thefictionvixens Chapter 142 The Incarnation of a Realist
Chapter 142 The Incarnation of a Realist
Chapter 152 The Incarnation of a Realist
In the desolate industrial zone south of Liyong City, two groups of people with opposing stances confronted each other menacingly.
The wild spirits silently gathered, led by the giant Daruma baboon and the Rib Turtle.
Forming a loose array, they silently followed N's previous orders, determined to pass through the park gates guarded by the girls, and go nowhere else—
This also indirectly confirms the correctness of Azure's speculation: they intend to swagger through the city along the main thoroughfare, take the Liyong Police Station as their opponent, wreak havoc in the city, and demonstrate their power and discontent to humanity.
“N, it’s not that I can’t understand your actions and intentions. Similar incidents have actually happened in the Kanto region, and I myself have been involved in them.”
Despite N holding a hostage, the assistant remained calm, showing no signs of panic like her black-haired junior colleague. Instead, she attempted to communicate with him.
"Several years ago, several chemical companies in Vermilion City, Kanto, illegally discharged wastewater into the ocean, polluting the nearby waters and enraging the aquatic Pokémon living there. Finally, one day, hundreds and thousands of Tentacruel and Tektronix gathered together, rushed onto the beach, and attacked the humans living in Vermilion City, hoping to stop them from polluting the seawater."
"Humans are so short-sighted and arrogant, no matter where they are," N shook his head and said regretfully.
"Since you brought up this example, you must want to tell me how much damage that Tentacruel protest caused, right? But I'm sorry, there's a thick barrier between humans and Pokémon. Only by showing strength like Tentacruel can there be a possibility of equal dialogue. You can't change the world by just calling out and begging. I've already made up my mind about this."
Yes, you're right.
Bilan actually nodded in agreement, which greatly surprised Douzi behind her. What kind of surrender-ism debate was this?
The chestnut-haired girl from Kanto continued to tell the story of her hometown: "After Tentacruel protested, the local league quickly took action, and the factory discharging wastewater was immediately shut down. Several months later, the seawater quality recovered, and the Pokémon that had been displaced by the sewage returned to their habitats."
"Hey, isn't this supposed to be a happy ending?" The junior, whose dream was to make movies, couldn't help but mutter under his breath, but then he saw the serious expression on Sister Xiao Lan's face.
"But since then, no children have played in the water at the beach in Kureha City anymore..."
Azure sighed and recounted the aftermath of the incident—
"After the invasion of sea monsters, people regarded the beaches as dangerous places. The tourist beaches that were once full of tourists were abandoned one after another, and only a few powerful trainers dared to set foot there. Moreover, while people returned the habitat to Tentacruel and the others, they also had to withdraw the protection of Pokémon in that area of the sea. As a result, many poachers who were more restrained on land set their sights on the seas around Vermilion City and poached wild Pokémon on a large scale."
The green-haired youth fell silent, a rare occurrence, but the blue-haired man's story was not yet over—
"Because of the previous invasion and the subsequent rampant poaching, not only the Tentacruel family, but also the aquatic Pokémon that were originally friendly to humans have become sensitive and aggressive. They not only regard the beach and the surrounding waters as their own exclusive territory, but also began to attack human merchant ships repeatedly. As a result, ships from Vermilion City have to hire powerful trainers as bodyguards when they go to sea. Every time a ship sets sail, it is accompanied by continuous battles at sea. The conflict between humans and wild Pokémon has not stopped with the compromise of one side, but has intensified... and it is still like this today."
Azure looked earnestly at the green-haired youth as she finished speaking, her attitude utterly sincere...
“Some things, like the trust between humans and Pokémon, can never be restored once the boundary is broken. Lishui City is a city that is becoming more prosperous and beautiful. There are happy residents working and energetic concerts. Even weak trainers can come to the wilderness with peace of mind and form bonds with wild Pokémon. I really don’t want to see it become like Vermilion City in the end.”
N looked at the detective assistant in front of him, opened his mouth, but only a bitter voice came out: "Even if your so-called trust is built on the sewage surrounding the aquatic Pokémon in Vermilion City, and the blood and sweat shed by Pokémon in the factories of Lishui City?"
"There must be some other way! N, stop it! We'll definitely come up with a better solution!" Douzi shouted, trying to bring his friend to his senses.
The desire for reconciliation clashed with fervent ideals. Torn between these conflicting emotions, the green-haired youth pressed his right hand to his forehead, a look of anguish on his face. When he looked up again, his once clear blue eyes had hardened with determination—
"Yes... Father is right. The very logic of this world is flawed, which is why tragedies between humans and Pokémon keep repeating themselves! Therefore, the only way to change this world is through liberation. Liberate Pokémon from their sunless Poké Balls, liberate humanity from its unknowing arrogance of exploitation, and liberate the world from the ignorant and incompetent Pokémon League..."
Hugo, who was being held hostage, remained unconscious. N tightened his grip on Hugo's shoulder with his left hand, and the leader of Team Plasma commanded Azure and Touko in a very authoritative voice: "Make way!"
At his command, the wild elves in front of the gate began to stir again—
Electabuzz and Magmar took off running, Magneton, Weezing, and Gearbox launched themselves into the sky, Eel floated and swam in the dust kicked up by the Pokémon, and the giant Darmanitan and Ribbon Turtle also moved their mountain-like bodies...
They are getting closer and closer to the park gate!
Just as the girls were about to fall into danger again, a strange chuckle suddenly rang out beside the green-haired youth—
"I've said it before: communication can't solve problems. No matter how sharp the weapon of criticism is, it can't replace the criticism of weapons in reality. Now you see that, right?"
"Hugo!" Upon hearing the familiar voice, Douzi immediately looked at the escorted detective with delight, only to find that the hostage was still unconscious with a deep purple face, which puzzled him again.
The green-haired youth was even more surprised than Douzi, because he clearly heard the sound coming from beside him!
When he turned his gaze seriously to the hostage in his hands, he couldn't help but widen his eyes in shock.
The detective remained motionless with his eyes closed, but strange sounds continued to emanate from his abdomen—
“N, your weakness is that you have never cared about the emotions of living humans. I used to think you could understand the language of Pokémon, but that’s not your ability. Your ability is to understand the inner voice of Pokémon. You can perceive all their thoughts and feelings. These natural Pokémon have no secrets from you, and that’s why you can repay them with unreserved trust.”
The green-haired youth tried to let go, but found that his left hand seemed to be stuck in sticky mud, strangely sinking deep into the detective's shoulder.
The sounds in my ears kept going—
"Out of a certain degree of mutual respect, I wanted to test your ability when we first met. Did you actively communicate with the sounds you heard, or were you passively listening? The test was very simple. Midway through our conversation at the hotel, I used sign language to signal Bogarman to prepare to unleash its 'Water Cannon' attack. But you didn't show the slightest wariness towards that little penguin until the very end. Therefore, I concluded that you can only establish a spiritual connection with the targets you actively seek out."
"And so this trick came about today."
The one speaking was the detective's assistant, Azure. While sending out her handheld Pokémon to deal with the wild Pokémon, she stretched and yawned, as if she had unloaded a heavy burden.
As she spoke, the "detective's" white coat began to slowly melt, gradually becoming viscous and purplish-red.
After dissolving and changing to a certain extent, the indescribable purplish-red gelatinous substance began to transform into fiery red and black. A few moments later, the person being escorted by the green-haired youth had transformed into a majestic Flame Martial King.
The Pokémon that suddenly appeared acted without hesitation after transforming. It grabbed N's left hand, which was resting on its shoulder, with its other hand and unleashed a force far beyond what a human could withstand, performing a move that was not a skill but was an exceptionally standard over-the-shoulder throw.
The green-haired youth remained in a daze, his hostage lying on the concrete ground!
Before losing consciousness, the last thing the Plasma King saw was an object that had also fallen to the ground.
It was a smartphone with its screen lit up and on speakerphone during a call.