Pokemon Dawn

"Anyway, in short, this is what happened..."

Xiaojie wanted to laugh a few times as usual to lighten the atmosphere, but unfortunately the silver-haired boy opposite him looked at him so horribly that in the end he just put on an awkward smile.

They happened to catch up with the Pokémon Center's lunch time when they entered, so Xiaotian was very reasonable and ate with everyone first. However, the four members of the expedition team unanimously felt that it was better not to eat this tasteless meal.

.

Especially Xiaojie, after recalling what he had done...he just wanted to get under the table immediately.

Looking at it this way, Xiaotian actually had a good temper. He was yelled at inexplicably and was covered in dust by the wings of four Pokémon, but he didn't go berserk on the spot and knock down the guys who flew away.

After finishing lunch silently, Xiaojie did not need Xiaotian to remind him again, and consciously explained everything that had happened so far - although he had decided to conceal it temporarily to prevent "nightmare contagion", if he still concealed it now

, Xiaojie felt that he might be strangled to death by Iceberg Boy before being killed by Nightmare.

Xiaotian seemed to calmly listen to Xiaojie's story and nodded, "I understand. So, is this why you deliberately concealed this matter?"

The card with the masked pattern blurred turned around a few times in Xiaotian's hand, and was thrown back to the table lightly. The slight collision made the two golden retrievers tremble, and they immediately fell to the ground.

- Well, now all I can do is lie on the table - and shout in unison, "I'm sorry we were wrong!"

Xiaotian was really startled by this fresh gesture of apology, and was frightened out of his anger. Looking to the side, even Tongye, who was four years older, had the expression of a primary school student who had done something wrong.

Everyone thought that Xiaotian was a bully who bullied others, and they all looked at him with condemnation or dissatisfaction, almost rushing out to do something heroic.

"Okay." Xiaotian wordlessly took off the two golden retriever heads from the table and signaled Xiaojie and Xiaoling not to continue lying there in embarrassment. "I don't think there is any need to hide this kind of thing. Don't you also?"

Have you learned a lot from Xiaoye?"

What, what does it mean to learn from me badly?

Xiaoye, who had always been silent and transparent, suddenly felt aggrieved and turned into a conch.

Xiaoling thought for a while, but in the end she didn't have the nerve to really echo, "Yes, it's all Xiaoye's fault." She then scratched her head in frustration, "Sorry...Actually, we didn't avoid you on purpose. We didn't even think of it before.

Things have become so troublesome, and I thought they would be solved soon."

"Yeah, I know. It's okay." The silver-haired boy nodded, his tone unexpectedly calm, and he seemed to really no longer mind that he was the only one who was kept in the dark.

After understanding the whole process, Xiaotian can see that this incident was just a minor incident before today. The nightmares are indeed disturbing, but the trainer was attacked by Pokémon such as Dream Demon when he was sleeping in the wild.

Teasing is not uncommon, but such words alone are not enough to call for help in a big way.

To this day, I first took a train that shouldn't exist, experienced a scene where everyone was suspected of being killed, and then saw a weird mask looming on people's faces - according to Xiaojie, the mask was stuck on his face

He actually shed tears of blood. A series of encounters made the nature of the matter take a turn for the worse, and no one had time to tell him the details.

"Then, let's start the combat meeting next?" Seeing that the young guys finally talked the conflict away, Tongye quietly breathed a sigh of relief and talked about the business with a smile, "The next action has not been decided yet.

"

"Yeah. There are too many things we don't understand. Sure enough, we still need to go to the subway station again." Xiaojie looked reluctant, obviously not wanting to experience the near-death experience again.

"I have an idea about what you described in the subway station." Xiaotian said, glancing at Tongye next to him, and as expected, he saw the same meaning in those forest-colored eyes.

"Let's do this..."

June 15th, five o'clock in the morning.

In the dim room, four young trainers stood up at the same time with the energy of a dying illness. Xiaoling even knocked the cell phone off the bedside table in her excitement.

The mobile phone rolled into a ball on the floor made a heartbreaking sound of ding-ding-dong-dong, and the screen may have died a heroic death. The four people looked at each other in silence amidst this bustling movement, their eyes filled with grief.

I also have headaches, the physical kind.

Xinghai, who was awakened, opened his eyes blankly, looked out the window at the gray sky, then looked at the four children sitting together, and asked hesitantly, "What are you...doing?"

Xiaojie and Xiaoling said almost without thinking: "Go to bed early and get up early for good health."

The other two people were only stuck for a second, and they immediately said in unison in a well-trained manner: "They are right."

Xinghai: "..."

The well-informed investigator, with his shaggy hair on his head, suspected that he was hallucinating while sleeping.

The four of them finally finished washing and dressing under the suspicious gaze of the silver-haired young man. They met up with Tongye who was waiting in the lobby. They finally dared to speak loudly after walking out of the Pokémon Center.

After all, getting up and tossing around at five o'clock is really suspected of disturbing the public.

"So, Xiaotian also had the same dream?" Tongye frowned worriedly.

Xiaotian nodded, "The details are basically consistent with your previous description."

"Sure enough, cards and stamps are the source of infection? Or... the urban legend itself?" Xiaojie was horrified by his own imagination - is this an urban legend or a severe plague?

"If we still get nothing today, let's burn all the cards and stamps. Maybe they will be of some use." Xiaoling hugged her head in pain, "My head hurts. If this continues, we will retire early...

…Did the guy who made us dream secretly crack walnuts with our heads?”

"……puff."

Although the person involved complained sincerely, her fellow prisoners couldn't help but laugh out loud because of her choice of words. The golden-haired girl suddenly became even more frustrated, "I'm not kidding! Now you ask me how to deal with evil Pokémon.

, maybe I will answer you with my mind."

"I understand, I understand, it's not impossible to use your mind to move rocks and hit her." Xiaojie patted his sister on the shoulder comfortingly.

When a group of people laughed happily, Xiaotian, who had not been troubled by headaches for the time being, failed to laugh at all. Instead, he frowned even more tightly, "If today's operation fails, I will tell you about this."

My father asked for his help."

"Oh, it would be great if Mr. Xinghai would help. A mere masked monster is definitely no match for Mr. Xinghai!"

The golden retriever brothers and sisters immediately became happy after hearing this, but Xiaoye and Tongye did not immediately become happy, and seemed a little hesitant. As if they had understood what they were thinking in advance, Xiaotian then said, "Don't worry about trouble him, father."

Likes to be troubled.”

The honest comment from his son immediately choked the two people who were more polite to speechless. It is understandable that he doesn't mind being troubled, but he likes to be troubled... Is this a necessary professional quality for being a prosecutor?

Xiaotian: "If you are in trouble and don't let him help, he will be angry."

Xiaoye: "..."

Tongye: "..."

It's so professional, I'm convinced.

At 6:30 in the morning, five people stood on time at the terminal station of the Hibiya Line, next to the H18 Minami-Senju platform.

The subway station was always very quiet at this time. The young trainers were silent as if they were afraid of disturbing the stagnant air, standing side by side like sculptures.

The familiar friction sound of wheels and tracks sounded again. A black and white train, as if from another world, came with a rotten atmosphere, stopped next to the platform, and creaked open its door.

The expedition team exchanged glances with each other. As Xiaotian made the agreed gesture, several voices sounded at the same time.

"Strength of spirit!"

The bright blue glow fell from the sky amidst the buzzing sound, creating a hurricane with the trainers as the center. Xiaojie, who squinted his eyes, could vaguely see that the old black and white train was cracked inch by inch - no, no, broken.

It wasn't just the train that was broken.

It's the whole world.

Like fragments of a kaleidoscope, the scene in front of me was distorted to the extreme and then exploded, revealing the true appearance that had been blocked - the platform was empty, and where was the shadow of any black and white train?

"It's really an illusion." Xiaotian said softly, looking at the figures running away in panic at the end of the tunnel.

Whether it is an old black and white train or a human-eating monster, they are not things that should appear in this subway station. Compared with the original creator, the supernatural power is so great that it can cause incredible abnormalities and "hallucinations" to appear underground in Miyuan City.

is a more likely answer - and the ghosts and dream monsters that accidentally revealed themselves after the illusion was shattered also illustrate this point.

Several Pokémon that had been floating quietly on the ceiling for a long time also fell down and returned to the trainers. Xiaoye's Ghost, Gon's Casey and Metal Monster, Xiaoling's Yongjira, Tongye

Baddie - these five Pokémon who have mastered the telekinesis move are the key to their use to deal with hallucinations. If the black and white train is the beginning of the hallucination, then the best time to fight back is before stepping onto the train.

.Both human wandering spirits and ghost-type Pokémon can hide their bodies, but in order to cast illusions, they must be nearby, and the mental force released indiscriminately to the surroundings will definitely affect them, making them unable to maintain their presence.

The performance of illusions.

"Ah, my surname is Xia Yang but I was taken down by illusion so easily. It's so embarrassing." Xiaoling lowered her head in frustration.

"Not only was he captured, but fortunately I didn't think for a long time that it might be an illusion. It's even more embarrassing..." Xiaojie simply bent forward in frustration.

Xiaotian and Tongye, whose IQs were all online, gave each other a brisk look. As for Xiaoye... Although they had guessed that this might be an illusion when the waveguide detection failed - the illusion would directly affect people's five senses, but it could not be simulated.

Perception methods other than the five senses - but Naihe never had the chance to say it out. Before she confessed to Tongye that she was the wave guide messenger, Luanwu's mask and Xiaotian's anger level broke their battle meeting one after another. Xiaoye

I just silently held back my full words like a conch.

"Although it was the ghost-type Pokémon in the subway station that cast the illusion, I always feel that this matter has something to do with the Masked Magician." Xiaojie looked at the direction in which the ghosts were fleeing and thought deeply.

"I feel the same way." Tongye nodded, "We did fall under the illusion only at 6:30 in the morning. Masked monsters frequently appeared in our dreams. The soul of Mr. Masked Magician may even have been there just now.

Nearby - Do you still remember the ringing phone we heard after we entered the train yesterday? Mr. Masked Magician's personal biography states that he was trying to answer a phone call when the accident occurred, so he was distracted and failed to do so.

Avoiding an out-of-control truck hitting him from the opposite direction. Maybe the ringing we heard was a fragment of his memory before his death."

Xiaoling also agreed: "Indeed, wandering spirits will gradually lose a lot of memories when they stay in the world. Only the most unforgettable content will not be lost, such as the scene at death. And if, as we guessed, Mr. Masked Magician was alive

If he is an illusion type superpower user..."

"The construction of the illusion is based on the memory of the illusionist. It is normal for the illusion cast by his soul to be mixed with the most impressive information." Xiaoye completed Xiaoling's speculation and looked deeper into the tunnel, "As for why we

You will see these hallucinations, and I think as long as you continue to move forward, you will know."

In other words, the results of the waveguide detection have actually conveyed the answer to the waveguide messenger girl——

The five people jumped off the platform nimbly and continued deeper along the subway track. There was no station ahead. It was supposed to be the area where the subway turned around and re-entered the platform, but there was a fork in the road. They chose the more dilapidated one.

On the road, there was no light source in the dark abandoned tunnel, so it could only rely on Pokémon's flashing moves for illumination. When they finally reached the end of the road, everyone showed a look of astonishment.

Among the intertwined cracks and rubble, an object emitting a faint red light is more conspicuous than anything else.

Those who have followed the news will be familiar with its appearance -

It was the most powerful bomb used by the prisoners in the recent Miyuan bombing.

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Small theater:

System prompt: Dear player, I have to remind you that if you continue to feel wronged like a conch, or hold back all your lines like a conch, you will no longer be the protagonist soon due to the small number of roles you have.

Xiaoye:...(Grudged into a conch)