Chapter 646

The power of the Valley of Creation is passed down through bloodline.

But it is not innate; its origin lies in the ancestors' communication with Arceus, who shared this power with the Valley's forebears.

In other words, he who possesses the Divine Heart might also replicate the process and acquire another special ability.

It is indeed greedy.

But given the chance, who wouldn't want to gather all mighty forces within themselves?

Especially such an all-purpose special ability.

In response to Baimu's question, those around him exchanged glances, unable to answer immediately.

Finally, Barza spoke up:

"In the past, travelers came to the Valley of Creation seeking to learn resonance with nature, but we truly don't know how to teach it… Why not wait until Ceng Zufu returns? I'll ask him for you?"

Resonance with nature is as natural to them as sleeping—suddenly being asked how to teach someone how to sleep would leave them utterly baffled.

"Alright."

Baimu never expected an answer from Barza; he was merely testing for taboos.

The Valley of Creation is not isolated; from household electricity to showerheads and toilets in the bathrooms, everything reveals their frequent contact with the outside world, acquiring various modern industrial goods through some channel.

Outsiders who witness their abilities might naturally develop the desire to learn them.

Thus, minor unpleasant incidents giving rise to unspoken taboos are hardly surprising.

"Mmm…"

Hu Pa gnawed on its right hand, its lips pouting slightly.

Having been silent too long, its excessive need for attention had built up; it quietly activated the golden ring around its waist.

Mei Mei Yali, the one who knew it best, spotted the trick at once and shouted, "Hu Pa! Stop that right now!"

At the sound, everyone turned their heads and instantly fled in panic.

In the blink of an eye.

The open space was left with the bewildered Brave Eagle, the expectant Baimu, the annoyed Mei Mei Yali, and the wryly smiling Barza.

The rest had hidden wherever they could, peering cautiously over their cover.

After all, who in the Valley of Creation hadn't been pranked by Hu Pa?

And the worst part? Every time it pulled a prank, it cheekily asked, "Were you scared?"—it was just too much!

"Come out!"

Hu Pa rapidly enlarged the golden ring, and from within its azure light, a torrent of water crashed down.

Swish!

Water splashed everywhere.

A small foal appeared, crowned with a pointed horn and a crimson mane, its body covered in fine blue-water fur and a long tail; it gazed bewilderedly at the unfamiliar surroundings and people, transmitting an odd psychological ripple.

'Where is this…'

'Keldeo?!'

Luka, behind the wall with glasses, gasped—this little girl clearly had broad knowledge, 'It's an extremely, extremely rare Legendary Pokémon!'

Curious little heads popped up from every hiding spot.

Hu Pa grinned mischievously, covering its mouth: 'Hehehehe! Were you scared?'

Mei Mei Yali's eyebrows shot up in anger: 'Hu Pa! You're acting recklessly again! You promised me you wouldn't summon Legendary or Mythical Pokémon at will!'

The Desert Tower was largely consumed by the temporal chaos because Hu Pa and Shadow Hu Pa summoned too many Legendary Pokémon, especially Paldean and Dialga—two beings whose very meeting destabilized time and space.

Since realizing this,

she had strictly forbidden Hu Pa from summoning such entities again.

But it completely ignored her.

'Hu Pa didn't act recklessly! Hu Pa wants to battle with Xiao Bai! This is Hu Pa's Pokémon!'

Hu Pa stood with hands on hips, defiant.

Until Mei Mei Yali's face turned icy and she roared: 'Hu Pa!!'

Hum!

Like a lioness's roar from the east river.

The battlefield fell silent; even the confused Keldeo was startled, leaping backward a step, its curved horn glowing with azure light.

It entered a ready stance.

As the target of the scolding, Hu Pa panicked, lowering its hands meekly: 'Fine fine, I'll send it back.'

It manipulated the golden ring toward Keldeo.

But Keldeo, faced with an unknown entity, would not allow Hu Pa to act at will; it skillfully dodged the ring with its four hooves and declared solemnly:

'What are you trying to do? I am the Sacred Swordsman—recognized by Lei Mu as a powerful Sacred Swordsman!'

Lei Mu's recognition?

Is this the Keldeo from the movie?

Watching from the side, Baimu grew excited; in the animated world, many Divine and Mythical beasts exist in multiples—so it stands to reason the Sacred Swordsmen do too. He never expected Hu Pa to summon one he'd 'met' before.

Mei Mei Yali apologized: 'Sorry, Keldeo, we mean no harm—it's all a misunderstanding! Hu Pa! Send it back right away!'

'Got it!'

Hu Pa, dejected, manipulated the golden ring again—this time transforming it into a 'door.'

Keldeo did not rush into it; instead, it paced slowly around the glowing ring, observing with extreme calm.

'This object…'

Barza said: 'You were summoned from here.'

'So that's how it is.'

Kaledio nodded, surveying the people hiding around him and Baimu crouching beside Brave Eagle. Its gaze paused slightly, then spoke: 'Human, you are strange.'

'Me?'

Baimu pointed at himself, bewildered.

Kaledio replied offhandedly: 'You. The fluctuation on you feels pleasant to me. Perhaps we'll meet again.'

With that, it leapt into the light wheel.

What does that mean?

Because of the Divine Heart?

He had indeed considered activating the Divine Heart just now.

Baimu stood up, and the others hiding nearby gradually emerged—they had been badly shaken by Hu Pa's summoned Pokémon.

Even though Kaledio was a Legendary Pokémon with no hostile intent, they still refused to approach.

This minor incident ended here.

Not long after.

The distant sky darkened with a dull yellow hue.

The earth gradually grew dim.

Everyone disbanded on the spot and went home for dinner.

At the Barza siblings' home, Baimu met their mother—a gentle-looking woman. She explained that their father and grandparents ran a company in Aroma City, selling agricultural products from the Genesis Valley.

After all, the people of Genesis Valley could easily produce an abundance of crops.

Dinner.

They began eating before Gulis returned.

As usual, the dishes were saturated with distinct Mediterranean flavors.

They were nearly identical to the foods Baimu had seen in documentaries from his past life: dairy, vegetables, stewed rice... The only dish that surprised him was grilled cod.

'The flesh of Lightbody Cod...'

He fell silent.

Lightbody Cod is a Pokémon primarily inhabiting the Paldea region, known for shedding excess body fat.

They possess powerful regenerative abilities; under sufficient food supply, they regrow the discarded fat within days.

The discarded fat itself is exceptionally smooth, light, and delicious.

To Pokémon World people, this is no different from byproducts like Jigglypuff's eggs or Snorlax's milk—no one ever thinks they're eating a Pokémon's corpse.

But he found it hard to accept.

Only after reluctantly yielding to Barza's enthusiastic invitation did Baimu take a bite—and gradually begin to enjoy it.

Strange...

But delicious.

He bid a conflicted farewell to the lavish dinner and went outside to feed Pokémon—just as Mei Mei Yali was feeding her brother's Pokémon.

'Why not catch one of your own?'

Baimu, learning Mei Mei Yali had no Pokémon of her own, felt curious.

Mei Mei Yali shook her head and smiled: 'Hu Pa is enough for me, right? Hu Pa—Hu Pa?'

Hu Pa, who had been beside her, was gone.

Baimu turned his head and found the differently colored Gengar also missing. After searching for a long while, they found the two atop the roof, gazing at the moon and sharing dinner together.

Mei Mei Yali gave an exasperated look.

'See? Keeping up with Hu Pa's care is already enough for me—I simply can't manage another.'

You could catch an Aipom to help you care for Hu Pa.

He thought to himself.

Deep into the night.

Gulis, who had been out treating patients, finally returned. He was said to have cured a family's Wooloo, then been summoned twenty kilometers away to treat a Glaceon suffering from anorexia.

The man had been busy all day, so Baimu didn't dare ask about the power of Genesis Valley.

Unexpectedly, after hearing from Barza, Gulis came to him voluntarily.

'I assume you've at least some idea of the source of our clan's power, so I have no good advice for your desire.'

Gulis suddenly removed the Thousand-Cosmic Wristband from around his neck and said softly: 'Use it as a bridge. If that one is willing, you will hear its voice—sooner or later.'

'That's inappropriate!'

He hastily pulled his hand back, unable to accept such an unexpected gift.

But Gulis stubbornly placed the Thousand-Cosmic Wristband into his palm, patted it twice, and said: 'Don't refuse so quickly. It's not a particularly valuable thing—everyone in Genesis Valley has one.'

'Apart from having been with me longer, it holds no special qualities.'

Baimu held the warm, smooth Thousand-Cosmic Wristband and nodded solemnly: 'I will cherish it.'

Gulis smiled faintly and replied softly: 'That's enough. It's late—rest well. Since you've had the chance to come to Genesis Valley, take time to look around, enjoy yourself.'

The old man turned and left the room.

Under the dim light.

The palm-sized Thousand-Cosmic Wristband reflected golden radiance, revealing a wondrous halo.

Baimu's heart grew quiet.

Gulis's words were easy to understand: the power of Genesis Valley originates from Arceus. If he wished to obtain it, he must communicate with Arceus.

How to communicate?

Use this small Thousand Cosmos Wrist as a bridge.

Gulis, who once borrowed the three sources of life—water, fire, and earth—from Arceus, must have connected with it through the Thousand Cosmos Wrist.

It was more or less what Baimu had originally guessed.

"I hope it works out."

He hung the Thousand Cosmos Wrist around his chest, eager yet tense, with a hint of hesitation.

What if Arceus thought him greedy and took back the simulator?

Probably…

Not likely?

It doesn't seem like the kind of stingy Creator God.

——

Baimu stayed as a guest in the Valley of Creation for two days.

Let's be honest.

It was a beautiful place, clear mountains and clean water; though towering bare rock cliffs flanked both sides, the valley itself held exceptionally fertile soil.

Crucially, water was abundant—a waterfall cascaded down from the cliff beside it.

Bonsly was very satisfied here and considered replicating some of its structures on its own mountain range.

Ever since learning it would soon return to Orre,

Bonsly's mind had been preoccupied with the grand project of building its mountain range, often discussing details with Doublade II.

After all, the latter was most skilled in human technology, and its "Intelligent" trait was universally acknowledged by the whole team.

And soon,

Chatot became the second to join the mountain's transformation.

Well, rather than saying it joined, it unilaterally demanded a construction project—a beautiful enough house.

It wanted to fill it with all the dolls, teaware, ornaments, and trinkets it had bought.

Bonsly initially refused, because it assumed Chatot's house would require modernization.

It wanted the mountain range to remain pure.

Unfortunately, this idea quickly crumbled under Chatot's prolonged pouting stare; seeing the other nearly on the verge of shedding little pearls, Bonsly decisively agreed.

Even if this Young Lady was probably just putting on an act, if she truly cried, the consequences would be far worse than a modernized house.

Since Chatot's opinion was adopted,

Could the others' opinions be ignored?

Alomomola's stream, Dracozolt and Dracovish's lakeside, Tyranitar's grassland, Togepi's farmhouse, Steelix's underground labyrinth…

Aside from Shiny Haunter and Doublade II, who had no environmental demands, and Galarian Sunflora, who only asked for a hidden pit, everyone wanted their own spot.

To this,

Bonsly's view was to find a Trainer and have them expand their territories.

There isn't enough land!

You take a piece, I take a piece—how much will be left for my own forest?

Oh, quite a bit remains…

Still, no!

As a Trainer, you must fill in the map's missing sections!

Baimu was powerless; the Orre region had long since moved beyond the old days of claiming land by force. It was already absurd that they'd approved that mountain range for him.

Even Professor Oak's backyard didn't have that much space.

Isn't the density of Pokémon there far higher than yours?

Be content!

Baimu urged Bonsly not to dream; Orre was currently sparsely populated, but if current trends continued, someday N might dump a horde of wild Pokémon here.

After all, in the anime, wild Pokémon naturally coexisted.

The thought of strangers invading its territory left Bonsly briefly silent—then it wrapped its thick claws around its Trainer.

"Grrr!"

You won't agree to this, right? I'm your most beloved ace Pokémon!

Bonsly didn't have strong territorial instincts, but it couldn't bear the thought of other wild Pokémon ruining its future hard-built forest.

After traveling with Baimu for over half a year, it knew wild Pokémon rarely understood the meaning of cherishing nature.

Except Grass-types.

It held a favorable view of Grass-type Pokémon that could make the forest flourish and were gentle, unassuming, and peaceful.

"Gentle? Unassuming?"

Baimu smiled.

Had he not seen the movie about Salazzle, he might have believed it.

But,

Mentioning a Legendary Pokémon, he suddenly remembered a certain Pokémon with whom he'd once made a promise but had long neglected—

Poliwrath.