Chapter 652 God’s Mission?

At night.

The rain was pouring down, and the sound of splashing was endless.

Dark clouds covering the sky shrouded the entire Nibel Plateau, showing an oppressive dark tone.

On top of the dark and deep stone cliff.

The warm orange light was as bright as a lighthouse on the coast, which also caused many wild Pokémon huddled in their nests to stare in that direction curiously.

There is rarely such bright light at night on the Nibel Plateau.

Especially the hazy and cold cliffs.

All Pokémon know that the protectors of the plateau live there. The powerful existence is like the eternal mountains. They rarely get close to them, but silently guard everything in this land.

How could there be light there?

Did humans bring it?

That human...

The wild Pokémon couldn't help but think of the novel food they tasted during the day, and subconsciously began to swallow their saliva.

It's a pity that the heavy rain prevented them from finding out. In such a climate, even the water-loving Pokémon would choose to curl up in their nests.

Tiredness sets in.

Countless Pokémon fell into sleep.

The source of the light is not in the narrow grotto.

The rain curtain only wetted a small area around the cliff, but the inside was still very dry and comfortable.

Cypress was wrapped in a soft blanket, staring at the quiet natural wilderness and quiet lake below. Surrounded by the orange camping lamp were various Pokémon sleeping with their arms spread out.

"Hiss...hoo..."

He let out a breath.

The Nibel Plateau is located east of Kalos.

The temperature difference between day and night here in spring is relatively high, and coupled with the presence of heavy rains, the temperature seems to have dropped below five degrees Celsius at this moment.

Kashiwagi was a little disappointed.

It’s not that I’m in a bad mood, and it’s definitely not that the environment is so cold that it’s difficult to sleep.

The heat from the sleeping Pokémon surrounding him was enough to withstand the cold wind blowing in his face. Their breathing sounds, big or small, were even and powerful, making people feel particularly peaceful and not feeling lonely at all.

It comes down to it.

Insomnia is because I have truly confirmed who is in charge of my own time travel, and the source of the golden finger of the simulator——

Why?

Does your existence have some kind of mission?

The hands hidden under the blanket clenched Qianzhou's wrist on his chest.

Kashiwagi, who is used to setting a clear goal for himself and working hard to move forward, is not used to this feeling of drawing a sword and looking around at a loss.

Answer me.

Then.

Give me an answer.

He lowered his eyes and silently prayed to Qianzhou Wan in his arms, longing for a voice to sound in his heart.

"Can't sleep?"

Kashiwagi was startled, and then turned to look at the source of the sound.

What caught his eye was a pair of blue eyes, like the calm surface of a lake.

The owner of the eyes, Bolkenion, was lying on a raised flat ground, with Magearna leaning on it beside him. His pink eyes flickered as if he were charging.

"Um."

He hesitated for a moment and then said: "I'm waiting for the answer to a question."

"question?"

Volcanion's voice was deep.

It obviously didn't want to wake up the sleeping Magearna. When faced with the latter, its fiery temper would always be restrained. Even if its face was smeared with pollen that it was allergic to several times, it would still just complain calmly.

Kashiwagi said softly:

"A question that could determine the future."

"...Hmph, I don't understand what's going on with you humans. But it's really so important, why not talk to them."

Bolkenion turned his head towards Boscordora and other Pokémon, and said angrily: "Those guys trust you and rely on you so much, your future should be closely tied together, right?"

He nodded slightly and said:

"You are right. In fact, I have discussed it with them. Unfortunately, I still can't get the answer I want through discussion."

Volcanion was confused when he heard this. For a Pokémon that was not good at thinking, such a complex sentence structure was beyond its understanding.

Kashiwagi pinched Qianzhou's wrist and asked: "Polkenion, what do you think your mission is?"

"mission?"

"It's just what you have to do."

"If you say so..."

The big man's yellow brows raised, then calmed down, and he looked at Magearna who was leaning against it, "It should be my mission to protect the Nibel Plateau and protect Magearna."

Kashiwagi continued: "Then one day, a being suddenly appears and entrusts you with another mission?"

Bolkenion was extremely decisive, "Of course we will blow it away. There is no need to consider this issue at all, so you humans..."

It does look like something this guy would do.

"Stop, stop, wait until I finish."

He helplessly stopped this guy who was prejudiced against humans from continuing to complain, "If this existence has given you a great help, for example, Xiaozhi and I did not show up at that time.

"Magearna was taken away by those bad guys again and took away its soul, causing it to almost lose its life. However, this existence saved Magearna. Will you accept the mission it gave you?"

Bolkenion shook his head, "How could such a thing happen?"

Kashiwagi said: "Then let's say it happens."

"It's really troublesome!"

Bolkenion was so angry that he blew out a stream of white smoke from his nose, and a short whistle sounded from the grotto.

As a result, it was startled first. It quickly glanced at Magearna and found that the latter was still sleeping and relaxed. It said with a slight dissatisfaction:

"Of course I accept what you said. Pokémon are different from humans and always repay kindness."

"Yeah, I think so too - referring to the first half of your sentence."

He raised a finger and replied: "What troubles me now is that there is such a being, it has great kindness to me, and I will inevitably accept the mission it gives me.

"But what is this mission? Will it come? All this is like a fog to me."

The sound of rain is soft.

There is absolutely no tendency to get smaller.

After hearing this, Bolkenion just shook his head.

"For me, there is no need to consider this kind of thing. You humans are always struggling with such meaningless things. Is the answer important? You will always know if you should know."

"It doesn't make sense..."

Kashiwagi smiled and did not refute.

Even though people have different personalities, it is even more difficult for people and Pokémon to understand each other.

What's more, one is a fantasy Pokémon that may have an infinite lifespan, and the other is a weak human who may not live for more than a hundred years.

I want to use my limited time as much as possible in a place that makes me happy.

This is Kashiwagi's insistence.

"It's really a good idea to let nature take its course."

He blew out a big mouthful of white smoke and said, "Thank you for chatting with me. It's much better to have someone to talk to than to think about it alone."

In fact, he often has random thoughts in the middle of the night.

Sometimes I can't sleep because of my thoughts, so I talk to Porygon II or Boscodora.

Because the other Pokémon were either not interested in this kind of thing and would only say yes, yes, yes, or they kept pampering him, so that the more they talked, the more they became more and more heartbroken.

It feels quite novel to be lifted off the bar occasionally.

Seeing the relief and sleepiness on Kashiwagi's face, Bolkenion thought that these guys were really weird, and said:

"Go to sleep if you feel sleepy. This rain won't last long. Tomorrow will be a nice day."

"Um……"

The voice fades.

Then the sound of even breathing sounded.

Bolkenion looked around and hummed silently, then closed his eyes and took a nap.

On rainy days, there are usually no poachers or trainers around, so there is no need for it to keep awake and vigil.

Freezing rainy nights can also help with cooling down.

Keep it from worrying that it will suddenly "explode".

And when Bolkenion closed his eyes, the screen of the mobile phone placed on the table under the orange light lit up and then dimmed, and the giant metal beast not far away blinked its aqua-blue eyes.

The eldest lady in the tent turned over in dissatisfaction with the doll, her big round balls letting out a sigh of relief.

"Eww~"

The big dog-like dragon whined and moved forward until it smelled a familiar scent.

There were visible and invisible ripples in the air.

finally.

The grotto became completely quiet.

——

early morning.

The rainstorm stopped.

The sun rises from the end of the lake.

A brilliant rainbow hung on the horizon.

Crystal dewdrops dripped from the branches and leaves, dripping on the tip of the little lion's nose.

"Ouch~"

It suddenly got excited, shook its head and continued to burrow into the grass. After taking out a curled orange tree fruit, it excitedly turned and ran towards the three evil dragons holding the bamboo basket in their mouths and yawning continuously.

There are many Pokémon that act similarly to it.

Everyone threw the collected tree fruits and designated plants into the bamboo basket, and then transported them to friendly humans to make various delicacies that made them salivate.

The thought of the feast about to begin.

The wild Pokémon worked harder to collect the ingredients. Even Candlelight and Solvore, they did their best to hold up fresh fruits and threw them into the basket.

If you don't make it once, you will lose it the second time.

"Eww~"

The three evil dragons holding the basket in their mouths yawned again. The eyes of the three heads narrowed into slits, and their mouths became wavy, looking a little listless.

It was extremely cold on the Nibel Plateau after the rain, and a misty white mist shrouded the land, making it drowsy.

Maybe finding an opponent to fight with would excite it a little bit.

The three evil dragons looked sharply at the lake, and Boscodora accompanied Menas into it again, saying that they wanted to collect special ingredients underwater.

snort!

Obviously just going to play!

Hu Shilong thought in a way that he could judge others, and decided to complain to the trainer soon, so that he would understand how unreliable the trump card he chose was.

When Boscodora cried and apologized, he stepped forward to comfort the angry trainer.

At that time, the trainer will definitely be impressed by him, and then declare to all his partners that he is the strongest trump card.

Countless wonderful pictures appeared in the clever brains of the three evil dragons, and they couldn't help but reveal hideous and terrifying smiles.

Miaomiao stood in front of the basket and shivered, even frightening the fruits bound by her spiritual power.

"Mi, Miyo..."

"Xiaobai!! Hoopa has finished collecting! Hoopa wants to eat donuts!"

The shouts that echoed throughout the plateau brought the three evil dragons back to their senses. It swallowed the saliva that overflowed from the corner of its mouth, looked at Miaomiao strangely, and then flapped its wings to actively collect the tree fruits.

It must complete its mission before Boscodora comes back!

Go!

The three evil dragons turned into industrious little bees and shuttled back and forth at the foot of the mountain.

Beside a clear stream.

Kashiwagi, Happy Egg, and Majiana were so busy that they never touched the ground.

He stood by the pot and the stove and worked frantically. Happy Egg quickly processed the raw materials with his knife in his hands. Magearna divided the finished products into pieces and prevented those wild Pokémon who could no longer bear it from coming forward to fight for them.

have to say.

The Pokémon in the plateau really haven't eaten anything good.

When Kashiwagi was washing up by the stream this morning, these guys looked at him like a zombie looking at a living person, which was unusually penetrating.

Obviously he makes hunger-resistant food.

After a normal Pokémon eats it, it will be full of energy without eating for at least two days.

How do they make people feel like they have eaten one meal but not another? There is a lack of food on the Nibel Plateau?

How can it be.

The products are incredibly rich.

He even found golden banana fruits and cranberries in the pile of tree fruits collected by other Pokémon. These two fruits are rare even in the animated world where agriculture is extremely developed.

It is said that after eating the former, even the most violent Pokémon will become docile, while after eating the latter, Pokémon will have a strange affection for you.

If Xiaozhi had these two things when he just left home, there would be no need for the Spearow flock to help him get along with Pikachu.

certainly.

A strong bond must be created through unforgettable memories.

These two gadgets mainly serve new trainers, or trainers who have just conquered a ferocious Pokémon and are helpless against it.

"This is the last meal before I leave. Let you eat as much as you can."

Kashiwagi spared no effort to make a large amount of food suitable for Pokémon, and the soaring aroma even attracted Bolkenion, who was hiding on the cliff and refused to see anyone.

It opened its mouth and complained, "What have you done again? You will spoil their mouths like this!"

"Stop talking such nonsense, you came just in time, go get some water!"

Kashiwagi didn't care what this duplicitous and arrogant Pokémon said, and directly included it in the category of handyman.

Hupa, Gengar, and Doron Mexia were playing like crazy, talking about going to the mountains and forests to collect ingredients, and God knows when they would come back.

"Don't order me around! I'm not your Pokémon!"

Bolkenion refused to take the bucket.

then.

This plateau protector received the attention of almost all Pokémon. Among them, Magearna put down the basin in her hand and slowly walked towards it.

"Beep beep beep!"

"Magearna - I'll just go. Really, I use that trick every time." Bolkenion ran away. It was allergic to pollen and couldn't bear the bouquet of flowers in Magearna's hand. .

And soon.

The three evil dragons came back with the stuffed bamboo baskets in their mouths, and their three heads spoke with all their strength.

"Whoops! Whoops!"

Kashiwagi listened carefully, and then asked it to find Hoopa and Gengar's gang with a smile on his face.

The three evil dragons tilted their heads slightly: "?"

"Go quickly, if I find it is slacking off when it comes back, I will definitely say something to it!" the trainer said.

The three evil dragons Le Dian Dian flew away after achieving their goal.

Soon.

Boss Cordora returns with heterochromatic Menus, and the basket in its paw is filled with all kinds of ingredients that aquatic Pokémon love to eat.

"Why did it take so long to come back..."

Kashiwagi severely "criticized" the big monster. When he heard that Menas pulled it to chase the rainbow, he even scolded it on the spot for going too far. Everyone is working so hard, how can you treat it like a tourist?

Boscodora smiled naively, and the sound went in from one ear and out from the other.

The three evil dragons who returned with Hoopa looked at it in disbelief.

Such a shameless Pokémon!

Is this the trump card's confidence?