stonecrandall Chapter 465
Chapter 465
Chapter 465
Sonia went back to handle the announcement of Dynamax and the details of that battle, but Xia Chi did not leave.
Although a solution has been reached regarding the handling of Mugentana, there is still a major problem.
Mewtwo has awakened, and Leon is unsure how to deal with it.
"After all, the matter of Mugentana is a matter within the Galar region, and no matter how troublesome it is, we have to handle it ourselves."
But Mewtwo..."
He paused, then looked at Xia Chi.
"This artificial legendary Pokémon created by Team Rocket has absolutely nothing to do with us."
Xia Chi understood what he meant.
Mewtwo is not a Galar Pokémon; it was brought from Kanto by Giovanni.
Its creator is Team Rocket, its controller is Giovanni, and its owner...
There is no sense of belonging.
After Sakaki's death, it belonged to no one but itself.
Xia Chi sighed, "This is indeed a troublesome matter."
He pondered for a moment, as memories of Mewtwo surfaced in his mind.
In its previous life, this guy was arguably the most popular Pokémon besides Pikachu.
Although it benefited from its early debut, its cool appearance and philosophical concept have made it quite famous.
Well... its awkward skill pool and racial distribution make it have a very low presence in the God Wars.
But in this world, Mewtwo is a true legendary fighter.
Although we ultimately lost to Milton yesterday, it was because Milton had the "Hercules Engine" synergy.
In terms of pure strength, Mewtwo is definitely on par with any legendary Pokémon.
If such a situation is not handled properly, it will definitely become a major problem in the future.
"It's very quiet. Ever since it was defeated by Milton yesterday, it has stayed in the room without moving," Dante continued.
Xia Chi remained silent for a moment.
Although Mewtwo in this world is controlled by Giovanni for some unknown reason, his thoughts on "Who am I?" and "What is the meaning of my existence in this world?" should still exist.
This is the core concept of the Mewtwo character.
This should remain true in any world.
Furthermore, now that Giovanni, who created it, is dead, Team Rocket will cease to exist.
If it is released without proper guidance, it may cultivate an individual with an "anti-human and antisocial personality".
Xia Chi thought for a moment and said helplessly, "Let's go check on its condition first, talk to it, and then we'll talk about it."
Emperor Dan nodded.
"Okay, I'll take you there."
The two got up and walked towards the door.
Mewtwo is being held in a room not far away.
It's less a detention and more a temporary placement.
With Mewtwo's strength, even if it's not in good condition because of yesterday's battle with Milton, no cage, however sturdy, can hold it.
If it wants to.
So Mewtwo is only here because it doesn't know where to go; its thoughts have imprisoned it.
Dan Di stopped at the door.
He turned around, looked at Xia Chi, and gave a helpless, bitter smile.
"You talk to it, I won't go in, Junior Brother Xia Chi."
Xia Chi raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong?"
Dan shrugged.
"I came here after it woke up, but it didn't even glance at me."
As he spoke, a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face.
"I spoke to it three times, and it didn't reply to a single one. It just sat there with its eyes closed, like a statue."
Xia Chi couldn't help but laugh.
"Okay, I'll go in and give it a try."
Dan patted him on the shoulder.
"come on."
Then he turned and left.
Xia Chi took a deep breath and pushed open the door.
Behind the door was a room with extremely simple furnishings.
Pure white walls, a simple coffee table and sofa, nothing more.
There are no decorations, nothing superfluous.
Only a single soft lamp cast a faint glow on the ceiling.
Mewtwo was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, motionless like a statue.
Its eyes were closed, and its hands were naturally resting on its knees.
His cold, stern face was expressionless.
The arrival of the uninvited guest did not distract it in the slightest.
It didn't even open its eyes, just sat there quietly, as if Xia Chi didn't exist.
Xia Chi wasn't in a hurry.
He quietly closed the door and stood in the doorway.
Only then did he have time to take a closer look at this legendary artificial Pokémon.
Her agile figure, smooth lines, and pinkish-purple skin glowed faintly under the light.
Its thick tail was coiled at its side, with the tip slightly upturned.
Its head has a unique shape, resembling some kind of combat helmet, with the area around the eyes covered by a protective exoskeleton.
The overall impression is that of a warrior and a philosopher.
A cold and distant atmosphere, an aura that keeps people at arm's length.
Putting everything else aside, Mewtwo has a perfect grasp of the character's essence.
Xia Chi observed Mewtwo at the door for a while, but Mewtwo remained motionless, as if it really was just a statue.
Xia Chi then walked over unhurriedly.
Meowha followed behind him, its crimson eyes fixed on Mewtwo.
My ears twitched slightly, and my body was tense, ready to deal with any unexpected situation.
Xia Chi sat down on the sofa opposite Mewtwo, but Mewtwo still did not react.
Xia Chi didn't mind, leaned back, and crossed his legs.
Then, she spoke leisurely, "How's the recovery going?"
Although the voice was soft and casual, the words were somewhat barbed: Why is it necessary to recover and rest?
Wasn't it because of the mixed doubles match between Millardon and Gullardon yesterday?
While outwardly showing concern, Xia Chi was actually subtly reminding Mewtwo: Don't forget, you are my defeated opponent.
Mewtwo is very smart.
Almost the instant Xia Chi finished speaking, it understood the meaning of those words.
Her eyes snapped open, and she gave Xia Chi a cold glance.
Xia Chi's expression remained unchanged, and the corners of his mouth even turned up slightly, but he chuckled to himself.
Do you really think you're a machine without any emotional fluctuations?
Didn't I break their defenses with just one sentence?
After glancing at Xia Chi, Mewtwo closed its eyes again.
Still motionless.
It was as if that glance just now was merely Xia Chi's illusion.
As long as there is a response, I'm not afraid of you not saying anything.
He smiled slightly and continued, "Speaking of which, now that Sakaki is dead, what are your plans now?"
The name "Sakaki" seemed to have triggered something in Mewtwo.
Xia Chi could sense that its mental fluctuations had suddenly become intense, and were clearly transmitted through the power of waveguide.
It wasn't sadness, but rather a mixture of anger and confusion.
Mewtwo naturally wouldn't feel sad about the death of the ruthless man who created it and then controlled it as a weapon.
From this perspective, Natsuike, who killed Sakaki, actually liberated his existence.
As for feeling lost...
That's naturally the second half of Xia Chi's problem.
Sakaki is dead.
What should I do?
This is a question it has been pondering ever since it was born inside the tank and developed self-awareness.
During the years it was immersed in the nutrient solution in the tank, it looked out through the glass at the humans in white coats.
They were excited, they cheered, and they scanned it with various instruments.
They discussed its power, its potential, and its value.
But no one ever asked it, "Are you willing?"
What do you want?
This confusion, as time went on, made it increasingly doubt the meaning of its own existence.
Could it really be as those humans outside say...?
Am I merely a "weapon" created by them?
A machine used for fighting?
So, the moment the experiment succeeded and the researchers cheered with joy, Mewtwo went berserk without hesitation.
It will destroy everything in sight.
Instruments, data, walls, and the terrified humans fleeing...
It is not that it is inherently cruel.
It's simply because it can't find any other way to vent its emotions except through destruction.
Later, Giovanni appeared.
The man controlled it with a force it could not resist.
It became his weapon, and every movement of his body was controlled.
But not in terms of thought.
During the period when it was under control, Mewtwo's body carried out the mission of killing.
My mind kept exploring that question.
"who I am?"
It pondered for a very long time, but could not find the answer.
Until yesterday, the person who controlled it died.
It is free.
and then?
What should it do?
What is the significance of its existence?
Mewtwo noticed that Xia Chi beside her was always smiling and looking at her.
It quickly concealed the confusion in its eyes and regained its resolve.
In any case, it will not become anyone's appendage.
Even the human beside it that had defeated it.
Xia Chi seemed to have seen through Mewtwo's thoughts.
He smiled slightly and said, "I have no intention of subduing you."
Xia Chi continued, "But I need to confirm one thing."
He stopped smiling and looked at Mewtwo intently.
"You will not have the thought of intentionally harming other humans or Pokémon."
Mewtwo stared at him for three seconds, then a telepathic connection was established.
The voice was cold and distant, carrying a hint of disdain.
Why should I listen to you?
Xia Chi smiled slightly; these were the words he had been waiting for.
This kind of reverse psychology might not work well for ordinary humans, but it's perfect for Mewtwo, whose mind is roughly equivalent to that of a child.
He leaned back on the sofa and said calmly, "It's simple, you lost to me."
One sentence, three words, and Mewtwo fell silent.
It opened its mouth as if to say something, but couldn't utter a single word.
A complex expression flashed across his cold face.
Anger? Resentment? Or... even it couldn't say for sure.
But it was clearly still unconvinced, its eyes still filled with stubbornness.
Xia Chi nodded inwardly as he looked at it.
It's good to have emotions; what's truly frightening is being completely emotionless, like a machine.
He started hard but then softened his tone, saying, "Destruction and destruction are the instincts of all living things, so it's nothing."
"
He looked at Mewtwo and said seriously, "The standard for distinguishing whether someone is an intelligent being is how to control this instinct and find the value of life."
Mewtwo was stunned.
It stared at Xia Chi, and for the first time, a look of emotion beyond confusion appeared in its eyes.
That was...confusion.
It was pondering Xia Chi's words.
Xia Chi stood up and walked to the window, looking at the scenery outside.
Outside the window, the humans and Pokémon of Motostoke have begun reconstruction efforts.
Beside the collapsed building, the strongman and the old construction worker were carrying away the rubble.
On the streets, trainers, each with their own Pokémon, were clearing away the ruins.
Officer Jenny and the Growlithes weaved through the crowd, directing the flow of order.
Several large steel snakes used their massive bodies to drag away huge blocks of concrete.
Looking at this scene, Xia Chi said softly, "Look, people have already begun to rebuild everything you destroyed yesterday."
Mewtwo had somehow appeared behind him.
It hovered in mid-air, its gaze fixed intently on a scene it had never noticed before.
Those humans, those Pokémon, those beings it had never cared about.
At this moment, they are rebuilding their homes bit by bit on the ruins.
Mewtwo was stunned.
Looking at the busy humans and Pokémon, it suddenly remembered the time it went berserk.
It destroyed everything; the humans screamed and fled, while the Pokémon watched it in terror.
It thought that was power, that was the meaning of its existence.
But now...
It looked at the reconstructed images on the screen.
Mewtwo remained silent.
Xia Chi didn't turn around; she just stared quietly at the screen.
"Destruction is easy."
He whispered, "But creation is difficult, destruction is instinct, but protection... is a vow."
Mewtwo turned its head and looked at him.
For the first time, genuine thought appeared in his eyes.
Xia Chi felt its gaze, smiled slightly, and turned around.
"Alright, you can rest and recuperate here for now."
He walked towards the door and then stopped there.
Xia Chi didn't turn around, but said softly, "I'll come find you after the internet session."
He paused, then continued, "I hope you'll find the answer yourself in time."
After saying that, he pushed open the door and went out.
The door closed gently.
Only Mewtwo remained in the room.
It hovered in mid-air, its gaze still fixed on the view outside the window.
A mature alliance will not collapse because of the death of the alliance president. Although no trace of Loz's kick was found, the fact that there was no sign of life left in the underground energy plant area meant that he was practically dead.
The Galatians have very mixed feelings about Gong, who was once a leading figure of the Galatians.
Admiration, reverence, hatred...
However, what can be agreed upon is that no matter how outstanding his achievements were before his death, his act of almost destroying Galar before his death is unforgivable.
The one who took over as the interim chairman of the Galar Alliance was none other than Dante.
He had authority and prestige, and he did not participate in the Loz Project, and even ultimately chose to stand against it.
Taking all the above factors into account, Dan's appointment is beyond dispute.
Dan-di himself was naturally unwilling. Unlike Ye-ci, he preferred to become a pure training stand.
They have no interest in governance alliances.
But in this special moment, the Galatians desperately need a new banner to inspire them, and Dante is the most suitable candidate.
Dan Di, who considers the honor of the alliance his own responsibility, naturally would not refuse.
Shortly after the announcement of Leon's appointment as the interim chairman of the Galar League, another encouraging piece of news was released: the "Dynamax" phenomenon that occurred during the Dark Night Disaster had been brought under control and would soon be announced!