Chapter 1195: Meeting Alain Again

"But..."

Allister hesitated and informed All Baimu about the fact that Galarian Corsola might be unable to evolve because their shells were too hard.

The latter smiled: "Don't worry, the reason it doesn't evolve has little to do with the shell."

It was purely because Slacker Corsola didn't want to.

Otherwise, let alone a layer of sturdy bone shell, what if it were made of steel?

It could still easily break through!

The answer, which conflicted with past knowledge, left Allister stunned.

"Is that so?"

"I believe in my Pokémon very much!" All Baimu nodded very affirmatively.

At other times, he would only say you have to believe in objective facts.

Only in matters related to Pokémon would he firmly choose to believe in their will.

This is a world where the heart can create miracles!

All Baimu looked at Slacker Corsola's relatives again; this group of gray stones appeared exceptionally dejected about failing to coax their relative home.

"You don't have to be too disappointed, I will bring it to see you often~"

"Corsola!"

Who agreed to that!

Before the Galarian Corsola could react, Slacker Corsola cried out impatiently.

It didn't want to be brought to the Galar region every three days!

However, no one cared about its thoughts; the Galarian Corsola responded happily, and All Baimu also happily squatted down to pat their heads.

Thus, a world where only Slacker Corsola was hurt was born.

Allister wanted to say something but stopped, "..."

He was both confused by Slacker Corsola's reluctance and felt that All Baimu's overbearing behavior wasn't very good.

But in the end, he could only remain silent.

The situation was too complicated, making him too timid to speak casually.

*Doo-doo-doo~*

A melodious tune suddenly rang out in the carriage, and the train's voice began to broadcast.

"We are arriving at the station soon, passengers getting off, please prepare in advance."

A deep male voice repeated it quickly.

Then the train gradually braked to a stop.

The hazy fog outside the window dissipated, revealing a vast wilderness where countless tombstones were scattered like weeds.

If he wasn't mistaken, this should be the Spirit Realm version of the Wild Area.

As for why there were so many man-made tombstones...

One could only say that there had never been a shortage of tombstones in the ancient dynasty ruins of the Crown Tundra.

You have to know that the era when Calyrex was active was ten thousand years ago!

*Squeak~*

The train door opened.

The Galarian Corsola rolled off the train one by one. The largest one looked at All Baimu, then at Slacker Corsola, who was beyond disappointed.

"Corsola~~~"

After a weak tremolo, it also left.

All Baimu turned to ask the Poryphone, "What did it say?"

"This guy told you to treat Corsola well and not let down its intentions."

The Poryphone translated quickly, while quietly glancing at Allister.

It almost had its translation job stolen.

All Baimu chuckled, waved at the Galarian Corsola rolling toward the plain, and said loudly: "Don't worry! I will!"

The voice wasn't very loud, but in the quiet and vast wilderness, it spread inexplicably.

Allister raised his hand, "Champion, too loud..."

Hearing this, All Baimu's heart stirred, his gaze swept across the surroundings, and he was shocked to see many Ghost-type Pokémon with unfriendly expressions emerging from around many tombstones.

Fortunately, the train closed its doors at this time, avoiding an unnecessary battle.

The Shiny Gengar was listless, "Gengar~"

It really didn't care for the ghost train; it had thought it could have a fight to liven things up.

Allister said: "As long as you are on the train, it's very safe. Everyone won't attack this train, they are all counting on it to get to other places."

Hmm?

Isn't it in the anime...

Wait, that should count as a special situation.

All Baimu remembered that in the anime, Spiritomb would go on a rampage because the evil soul inside it escaped into Ash's body, leading to the rampage.

The train restarted.

He and a few Ghost-type Pokémon continued to wander forward, but unfortunately, nothing interesting happened again.

During this period, the train stopped several times, and after a few waves of passengers getting on and off, it successfully arrived at the terminal station—

Wyndon.

"Very happy to have met you on this journey, Allister, let's meet again if fate allows."

All Baimu said with a smile.

Allister appeared somewhat hesitant, and also seemed reluctant.

He hadn't chatted with anyone for such a long time in a long while, and coupled with All Baimu's genuine enthusiasm, it made him experience the beauty of the human world after a long time.

"G-goodbye, Champion."

He had wanted to invite All Baimu to visit his Gym next time if there was an opportunity.

Just like how a normal person would treat their friend, but these words were inexplicably stuck in his throat and couldn't be said.

Seeing him stammering, All Baimu smiled: "Next time I have a chance, I'll go to Stow-on-Side to find you to play, remember to greet me on the street, don't pretend you don't know me."

"How could I!"

Allister hurriedly retorted, then showed a pleased expression. Hesitating, he slowly took off his mask, revealing a pale boyish face.

Looking at his figure alone, he really looked like a girl, but after revealing his face, the girl-like feeling was actually less.

Perhaps it was because his eyebrows were thicker?

And the reason he took off his mask was that he felt he should count as half a friend with All Baimu—it wasn't that he wasn't a real friend, it was that he didn't want himself to appear too thick-skinned.

"Pretty handsome."

All Baimu laughed and patted his shoulder lightly, "Someday when you're brave enough, remember to contact Phoebe, she is a professional medium and, like you, always runs to the Spirit Realm."

"... Yeah!"

Allister nodded vigorously, secretly vowing not to let down All Baimu's kindness.

The two parted ways.

And back in the hotel, All Baimu looked at his phone and asked: "Is there an arrangement for the next match?"

He wanted to continue to improve his ranking before Diantha returned to the Masters Eight, so that he would have a chance to bump into her.

Diantha was an old-school Champion, and her time in office was no shorter than the Champions of the previous few regions.

Although she was still very young, she was also a great genius who ascended to the Champion throne in her teens.

In recent years, because she was too invincible in the Kalos battle field, she increased her investment in the film and television industry, which made her seem not as famous as other Champions.

Of course, this was just based on the development of the Pokémon world.

All Baimu vaguely remembered that in the Masters Eight, Diantha had defeated Lance, almost dropping the jaws of countless people.

From the perspective of type compatibility, there was actually nothing wrong with it.

Mega Gardevoir versus Dynamax Hydreigon, Lance really didn't treat her as a person.

Even if he gave Hydreigon 【Flash Cannon】.

How could one battle like that!

In a situation where the level gap between Champions wasn't large, type compatibility became extremely important!

"It's being applied for, the organizers also said it's being expedited."

The Poryphone responded.

The dignified Orre Champion took the initiative to challenge, and the World Coronation Series officials naturally had to give this face, but so far, let alone anyone being able to beat him.

There wasn't even anyone who could trade blows with him!

This gave the World Coronation Series officials a headache, and they extremely hoped to match him with a well-matched opponent.

Diantha?

Diantha's replacement battle was already scheduled, and it was basically impossible to change.

Steven?

Steven skipped his last battle, and sending people to contact him yielded no response.

Devon Corporation said he was adventuring somewhere and couldn't continue to participate in the competition for a short time...

It was a headache!

Should they assign Iris to him again?

Ash? How about Ash? This boy had been very popular recently!

The staff in the official background were arguing, and finally locked their target on one person.

——

"Alain?"

All Baimu was slightly stunned.

The Poryphone said: "Yes, in a week at the Wyndon Stadium. This kid's ranking is actually higher than yours!"

After discussion by the organizers, they finally arranged Alain, who was ranked tenth in the Ultra Class, for All Baimu.

They didn't know about Team Flare, only that although Alain was an unknown figure, his strength was not bad.

So far, he had basically won all the way up.

Of course, not as exaggerated as All Baimu, not a single Pokémon had been defeated, but his ranking already explained his record.

As an opponent for the Orre Champion, it was absolutely perfect.

All Baimu frowned, "Wyndon Stadium..."

The time was arranged a bit far away, making him not know whether to return to Orre or stay in Galar to wander around.

The Poryphone suggested: "Go to Spikemuth to visit? I remember you promised Marnie."

"... Fine."

He didn't hesitate much before agreeing.

At the same time, he wanted to bring Calyrex over to let it return to its old home to see, but he didn't know if it would be willing.

"Bonion~"

In front of the simple teleportation device, Ogerpon indicated that it wanted to return to Mt. Silver.

All Baimu asked in surprise: "Why? Isn't it fun to come out and play?"

"Bonion~"

Ogerpon shook its head; it was naturally happy, but it didn't want to occupy the Trainer's time for too long.

In this big family, only by accommodating each other could they live in peace.

This was the principle it concluded from the Pecharunt incident; there were too many family members, and it couldn't just consider itself.

But it also had to do with it not wanting to be outside.

Ogerpon was a relatively homebody Pokémon; once upon a time, even the Loyal Three had run to the outside world, but it had always stayed on Oni Mountain in Kitakami, guarding the old house left by Kieran and going nowhere.

After the house collapsed, not knowing how to repair it, it hid in a cave.

All Baimu gently stroked its face, "Since that's the case, you go back first."

"Bonion~"

Ogerpon rubbed against him happily.

The exchange was complete.

Calyrex and the two steeds arrived in Galar again.

"Neigh!!"

The familiar climate and unfamiliar environment made Glastrier somewhat restless; it lowered its head to nudge All Baimu's chest.

Calyrex said helplessly: "My beloved steed wishes to see its territory."

Yes.

Glastrier still missed the Crown Tundra; ever since Calyrex was sealed, it had become the boss there.

Now that it had been captured by All Baimu and brought back to Mt. Silver, not having seen its vast snowy plains for a long time, it really felt a bit nostalgic. Therefore, it deliberately lowered its head to act spoiled with him.

Who made Calyrex's words not work?

Glastrier had an impatient personality, but its actual intelligence wasn't low; it understood that the one who truly made the decisions in this big family was All Baimu, and if it wanted to go anywhere, it had to obtain his permission.

Hearing this, All Baimu turned his head to look at Spectrier, who had started licking his neck again, "Stop licking, do you want to go back?"

"Hiss~~"

Spectrier hummed in a low voice, but it was also prepared to go back and take a look.

Seeing this, he said to Calyrex: "Then let's split into two paths, I'll go to Spikemuth to visit, and you guys go to the snowy plains first?"

"So... is that okay?"

Calyrex actually wanted to go with All Baimu more.

"This is better, you guys don't want to see other humans anyway, going to Spikemuth with me would just be finding a place to hide or resting in the Poké Ball, better to go to the snowy plains first."

"Then let it be so."

Calyrex didn't hesitate anymore.

It looked toward the south, its gaze as if it could pierce through walls, buildings, cities, and the vast land, seeing that plateau that made it sad and also made it nostalgic.

After all, it was the land of its birth!

Calyrex mounted Glastrier's back, carrying a pair of Reins of Unity for emergencies, and left with the reluctant Spectrier.

All Baimu rubbed the back of his neck and said helplessly: "This horse, it hasn't gotten tired of licking for almost a year."

Spectrier was simply a pure pervert.

A pervert so perverted that even a pervert like him felt it was perverted.

"... Maybe this is love," the Poryphone squeezed out such a sentence.

It actually wanted to do that too, but it wasn't as bold as Spectrier.

For one, it had a strong sense of self-esteem; for another, it was worried about affecting its image in the Trainer's mind.

Porygon2 considered itself wise, reliable, and thoughtful in the Trainer's eyes.

As for reality...

Porygon2 didn't consider it; Pokémon must learn to deceive themselves!

After sending Calyrex away, All Baimu contacted Marnie and her brother Piers on his phone.

Upon learning that he was coming to visit, Marnie was overjoyed.

Piers's reaction was relatively cold, but he gave him a ticket, a ticket to his band's performance.

"Thank you for taking care of my sister, this is a return gift. I don't have anything valuable here, this is the only thing I can bring out, don't mind it."

All Baimu: "How could I! Piers's band is famous overseas, I still know that tickets are hard to come by!"

After inputting this content, he turned his head and said: "Bring Scream Tail over!"

He almost forgot this guy.

It was time to let it hear what true rock was; what was the point of always learning death metal?

It was a waste of its natural soprano!

The Poryphone was ashamed, "Are you really going to bring that noisy guy?"

"Bring it! Let it see that there are people beyond people, and heavens beyond heavens!" All Baimu said without hesitation.

A few hours later.

Scream Tail, forcibly brought back to Mt. Silver by Miraidon, appeared in the hotel with a face full of indignation.

"Iya!"

What are you doing! I'm studying!

It glared at All Baimu.

Usually, if a Pokémon can travel with its Trainer, it would be as happy as can be.

Scream Tail wasn't like that; its brain was different from ordinary Pokémon. Although it was indeed very happy in its heart, it was indeed dissatisfied with All Baimu's summons.

"Iya? Iya!!"

Am I a Pokémon you can summon at will and dismiss at will?

All Baimu's mouth twitched, grabbing its face and kneading it: "Alright, alright, you're not, I was wrong, I'll show you something good to forgive me."

He had the Poryphone play a video of Piers's band.

Sure enough.

Scream Tail was soon immersed in it, watching Piers sweating on the concert stage, watching the tens of thousands of audience members below, its mouth wide open.

"Ya..."

"I just got his concert ticket, shall we go watch it in two days?"

All Baimu chuckled.

Hearing this, Scream Tail turned its head to look at him with a complex expression.

It had thought it was called over to be "bullied" again, but it turned out he was thinking of it and wanted to take it to watch a rock concert.

Scream Tail was a little moved.

But it wasn't prepared to show it, instead shouting angrily.

"Ya!!"

To cover up its shy and embarrassed emotions. ===== CHAPTER 1196 =====