Kanto, Pokémon Attack Observation Center
This is a special organization that was forced through a long time ago. And the one who forced the passage of this organization was Charles Goodshow. So it would be the biggest mistake to think that the League didn't anticipate the tension between Pokémon and humans.
In the current vision, there is no such thing as what the League doesn't know, but only what the League doesn't understand.
For example, the map in front of him was dotted with red dots...
The observer who was sitting in front of the screen was staring as if he had seen something incredible...
But that in itself was already unbelievable.
"Boss, is the machine broken..."
Lingering in his ears was a strong alarm that made one feel their eardrums sting. The current alarm sounded like a dark crow wailing at the top of its voice before dying.
It was ear-piercing, hard to hear, and disturbing.
The middle-aged man who was obviously the leader looked at the map of a red dot with a deep shock in his eyes.
But at the youth's inquiry, he still took a deep breath, then said, "This has nothing to do with our machines... besides the fact that our machines are capable of detecting large-scale energy fluctuations, the main thing we rely on is the reports from the local observation points."
"And right now, all the red dots you see are after the secondary feedback, that is, after the observation points have been determined..."
"I just checked the reference information...and it was determined that the status quo is just that."
A girl explained with a face shaking her head.
After saying that, she herself couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
The one leading the group took a deep breath before saying, "Report it immediately. Although I don't know why. But the matter at hand is clearly beyond what we can manage."
"I reported it before."
The girl looked at the patch of red in front of her and listened to the ear-piercing sirens in her ears.
It was as if she saw a sea of blood, and the miserable wailing...
The actual situation was not so exaggerated.
The collective action of the Pokémon was more like a natural disaster of nature as opposed to a sea of corpses and blood. A Water-type Pokémon in the sea could set off a tsunami. Flight-type Pokémon set off storms. Fire-type Pokémon can create mountain fires. Rock Pokémon can cause landslides. Earth-type Pokémon can cause earthquakes.
Perhaps a single Pokémon doesn't have this kind of power. But when dozens, thousands of Pokémon converge together, they are natural disasters in themselves.
But normally, nothing like this would happen. Because the ecology of Pokémon made it so that they simply couldn't survive in an area with only this one attribute, one race of Pokémon.
So without anyone organizing it it would be impossible to create a situation like the one in front of us.
Such was only one or two things that those who had actually studied Professor Oak's studies could tell. After all, Professor Oak had endeavored for nearly his entire life to study just these things.
The relationship between Pokémon and humans is itself inseparable from the dual study of humanity's own ecology and the ecology of Pokémon.
Rope's research is not comparable to that of Professor Oak's, which was based on Pokédex, and Rope's is an addition to the Pokédex...
I can only say that although Rope and Professor Oak seem to have a higher status, there is still a big gap between them. But it's also clear to everyone in the research community that Professor Oak's research will never be complete and successful without Rope's additions.
Because to truly reach harmony between Pokémon and humans, Professor Oak alone can't do it.
Instead, the Pokémon side must have representatives that are representative enough of all Pokémon to agree on these decisions with humans.
That's what Rope has been working on all these years.
Now it's clear that the early results have just recently appeared. The real late results are about to make their initial appearance.
And all of this right now is a bout of pain.
And it's the kind of thing that, obviously, not just the staff at these observation sites know...
The researchers know.
The high-level trainers know.
The high-level politicians know it too.
This path was bound to be taken in the end. Because the lives of humans and Pokémon were themselves getting closer and closer. The attitude towards Pokémon was also getting better and better. In this way, in the future, when facing wild Pokémon, there wouldn't really be any hostility...
The two sides would always merge, and those in front of us were the stumbling blocks for humans and for Pokémon.
Sooner or later, these development methods that undermine the interests of Pokémon will have to be discarded. Because Pokémon are not a group without any power. On the contrary. The Pokémon were so powerful that one could not afford to underestimate them in any way.
After the fusion truly begins, humans and Pokémon will work together to remove all of these things.
Some people say isn't this good? Well, that's the best way to do it!
Waiting for the time to come.
But is such an ideal situation really possible?
Under the crisis of extinction, all the gods have awakened. They are restless, they are temperamental.
All in this immediate situation... how could the gods continue to endure?
The hostility towards humans rose higher and higher. The aversion towards humans also grew more and more severe.
In the end, under the leadership of the gods, the Pokémon regained the dominance of this world, and humans took pride in being chosen by the Pokémon. Such a world could be the end.
Of course, it's more likely that before the war between humans and Pokémon on this side is over, the Origin Extraction on that side has already ended. Humans and Pokémon were annihilated together with the world's demise.
And Rope's appearance turned all this around.Rope wouldn't let that happen...so he took the initiative to start the war after taking control of the gods. Of course it's only on a small scale and doesn't involve the common people.
The next step was to publicize those things that had happened to these Pokémon. Many people who had nothing to do with the matter would then choose to support the Pokémon while breathing a sigh of relief.
This reached the same effect as the slow development mentioned before.
The upside was naturally simplicity. The downside was naturally roughness.
The good thing is that human beings are like that, you will always be in the situation of watching when something won't come to your head. Only a few people will regard the suffering of others as their own. See the people's enemies, as their own enemies.
These people who are able to give up their lives for the survival of a nation or a people are a minority, and this is the reason why we remember them. It is because they have qualities that the average person does not have that they become the people we aspire to be.
Rope doesn't feel so enlightened. He's just doing it so that Professor Oak can see scenes like this...
And at that moment, every major area, every major construction site that encroached on a Pokémon's habitat and posed a great threat to the Pokémon. All of them appeared like this.
Almost every city had suffered a Pokémon attack.
Kalos, a town near some forest.
This town originally relied on growing special berries for a living. But later on, because this job really doesn't make a lot of money. So a lot of young people went out to work. Or become a trainer. Of course, the young people who became trainers didn't make it to the top.
Otherwise, the local league would have supported them.
But then a logging company came here and they gave the villagers a portion of the money. Bought up all their orchards. Said they were going to cut all this wood and open a furniture factory, so that all the people here would work in the factory, and would give the price that should be given.
The villagers totaled it up, and the money given by the factory was almost as much as they would have made in raising the fruit trees and selling the fruit for 20 years. So it wasn't a loss at all to sell them. And also can enter the furniture factory work, do not worry about no work in the future, so all agreed.
But what they didn't expect was. This factory did come to log, and did build a furniture factory. They were also given money,
but the factory wanted all the forests in the whole village.
They thought it was just fruit trees, but they were deceived.
When the factory started cutting down the forest and the Pokémon in the forest started running away, the villagers finally realized something was wrong. So all the villagers went together to stop the factory.
But the factory kicked them all out. They had signed the contract. The forest in this village had nothing to do with them anymore. The villagers reported upwards. But there was no response at all.
They could only watch the forest become less and less day by day, and the Pokémon never returned. And so, there were no more trainers in the village.
This was because trainers who wanted to get a proper Pokémon needed to get their first Pokémon of a lower level in the proper forest. If they went to those forests where the inner scrolls were so powerful that almost all the Pokémon were strong from the start, it would be good to save their lives, not to mention collecting the Pokémon.
And if there wasn't a trainer...this village might not have any room to turn around in the future, the future, the distant future.
A strong enough trainer was, in itself, a traffic cipher capable of saving a village, or even a town, or a city.
The teenager looked at the fading forest for a long time without words. Back when he was a kid, this place was still a forest, and there were a lot of Pokémon in the forest. They were very, very good friends.
He made a promise with a Pokémon that when he was ten years old, the two of them would go on a trip together to see the outside world. As it turned out...now, that Pokémon had long since lost track of where he was and what kind of life he was facing.
But now his own life he knew very well.
There was no future, no dreams, and a glance to the bottom. Either going out to work or being oppressed by people in a furniture factory.
This kind of garbage life, really do not want to stay for a second.
Unfortunately, not everyone can reopen like Rope.
What awaits them is more of the same old life. Dull, and boring.
But today, something seemed different.
There seemed to be a green color surging up from the originally bare ground. And further away, a piece of green, like a sea tide came.
The teenager's eyes were filled with amazement.
And in the distance, a group of green grass-type Pokémon were approaching this small village. At the forefront was a surprisingly large Torterra.
Along the way, he had caused a stir...
And behind him was a Lurantis...
"I remember you saying that you once made a date with a human to see the outside world together?"
Torterra spoke in a soothing, subdued tone.
Lurantis was silent for a moment, then nodded. But then she spoke, "But all of that is in the past. I know that he must have no intention of betraying us either, but there are some things that are not said to be unintentional and not responsible."
"Ignorance...is a sin in itself."
Lurantis' tone was equally unwavering as he said this.Torterra also let out a deep sigh. He hadn't experienced such misery himself.
He was born in the middle of a huge mountain forest. And that mountain forest was a Torterra... (Check out the great detective Pikachu. The Torterra in it really impressed me.)
So he once again had a smooth life before. And with Mewtwo's arrangement, he came here to take a punishment on that factory.
"I don't know how to persuade you, or if I should. But it's true that we didn't come here this time to start a war with the humans. I still hope you can suppress your hatred and impulses as much as possible."
"What we're looking for is a solution to a problem. Not create a bigger problem."
Torterra said, still slowly.
"I understand."
Lurantis opened his mouth to respond.
And so neither of them were talking.
None of the hundreds of Pokémon behind them spoke either... they looked at the town not far away, the energy surging through their bodies growing stronger and stronger.
With every out they walked through, grass and forests began to reappear on the earth. But the forests and grasslands shook madly. Like hideous evil spirits that were roaring.
Naturally, such a big commotion could not be hidden from the people in the village. The number of people who came out to see what was going on increased.
In the factory, someone with a frightened face went to report the boss of the lumberyard. But instead of being terrified, the boss was overjoyed.
"Great! There's wood to cut again! Before, I was worried about where to find such a group of stupid villagers to cheat when all the wood in this village has been cut down! Now there's no need to worry!!! Hahaha!!!"
The clarity of the boss's thought process also shocked the person who came to report the news.
But on second thought it's true...after all, isn't wood, isn't it just for chopping? As for those Pokémon, wouldn't it be better to beat them back?
Just as he thought that, a red color surged before his eyes.
In another blink, Lurantis had already cut off the boss's head. Then out the window and landed on a large, freshly grown tree.
The teenager looked at Lurantis, speechless for a long time. And Lurantis looked at the teenager, again without a word.
But the blood on the arm blade, dripped.