Chapter 362: Rash Action, Self‑Inflicted Death

Listening to Xiao Zhao's speculation, Huo La fell into a prolonged silence, his brows slightly furrowed, as his mind kept replaying every memory related to Wang Luo.

But the more he pondered, the stranger it seemed.

Everything about Wang Luo seemed to exist only in his past life's experiential knowledge; in this world, even in future Time and Space, there was not a single clear record of him, as if he had never left any trace in the river of history.

This bizarre blank gave Huo La a jolt, and just as he was about to voice his doubt, the tent's curtain was gently lifted, and Ming Yao's figure hurried in, his face showing a hint of urgency.

"Ho…" He was about to call out "Huo La", when his gaze unintentionally swept over the items on the table, his steps halted, and he froze on the spot.

"What is this…" Ming Yao blurted out subconsciously, his eyes full of confusion.

"Origin Ball." Huo La pulled his thoughts back, replied softly, then lifted his gaze to him, his tone tinged with urgency, "What's wrong? Did you find something?"

Hearing Huo La's inquiry, Ming Yao immediately composed his expression, straightened his posture, and said earnestly, "We've already located the Pokemon that holds the Stone Tablet, deep within the Obsidian Fieldlands, not far from here."

He paused, then added, "I've already had people make preparations; once we set the time, we can depart immediately."

Huo La heard this, the doubt in his eyes slightly faded, replaced by a measure of resolve; he lifted his gaze to Ming Yao and asked solemnly, "Which group is it?"

Ming Yao immediately composed himself: "In the perilous woods of the Obsidian Fieldlands reside three Pokemon tribes, namely Snorlax, Flame Monkey Tribe, and the Three Bee Tribe. Fortunately, none of these tribes have been affected by the Space-time Rift, and their temperaments remain gentle."

"With the assistance of Ju Yi Field Master and Ami Field Master, we successfully communicated with them and ultimately confirmed that the Stone Tablet is in the hands of the Three Bee Tribe, and the holder is the tribe's ruler — the Bee Queen."

"Bee Queen, huh..." Huo La murmured softly, and the image instantly rose in his mind: a bee‑shaped Pokemon, its form elegant and majestic, supporting a massive honeycomb beneath it, surrounded by a faint aura of a swarm, exuding the aura of a tribal ruler.

After a moment of thought, Huo La suddenly lifted his gaze, his tone crisp and firm: "No time to waste; we set out this afternoon and retrieve that Stone Tablet as soon as possible."

"Your body..." Ming Yao looked at Huo La's still pale complexion, his eyes full of worry, and instinctively cautioned, "You've just awakened, your body is still weak; should we rest another day and set out when you're more refreshed?"

Huo La lightly waved his hand, a faint smile appearing on his face, and said casually, "It's no big deal; the long unconsciousness left me a bit fatigued. Since I'm awake, a midday meal to restore strength should suffice. I also need to move around; lying still only saps my spirit."

Dr. Laventon heard this, nodded in agreement, turned to Ming Yao and Xiao Zhao, and solemnly instructed, "Lying for too long does require more movement; it aids recovery. Ming Yao, Xiao Zhao, you both accompany Huo La this afternoon; be extremely careful."

After speaking, his gaze returned to the CrimsonChain and Origin Ball on the table, a hint of research interest flashing in his eyes, and he said softly, "Huo La, leave your CrimsonChain and Origin Ball with me for now; before you set out, I'll study them thoroughly."

Huo La followed his gaze to the two treasures on the table, showed no hesitation, and lightly nodded, "Alright, then it's up to you, Doctor."

Just as everyone finalized the departure plans, Huo La seemed to recall something, his brows slightly knit, and asked, "By the way, Doctor, have the stolen items of the Pearl Team and Diamond Team been recovered?"

Dr. Laventon heard this, slowly shook his head, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness and gravity: "Not yet. When Ma Jia Mu and his group rushed to Wang Luo's hideout, not only was Wang Luo already gone, but the three bandit sisters who cooperated with him had also vanished completely, as if they disappeared into thin air, leaving no trace whatsoever."

Huo La fell silent, a trace of solemnity flashing in his eyes, but now was not the time to dwell on such matters; securing the already confirmed Sixteenth Stone Tablet was the priority.

Elsewhere, the Temple at the Tian Guan Mountain Foothills.

Wang Luo found a sturdy stone pillar, plopped down, his back pressed heavily against the cold stone surface, his vigilance easing slightly, he let out a casual yawn, and his lazy gaze rose toward the hovering Space-time Rift above the Temple.

The Rift glowed with a twisted dark‑purple halo, resembling the massive maw of a giant beast, close enough that one could almost reach out, yet exuding an unsettling unknown.

Within that Space-time Rift, something colossal seemed hidden behind the halo, an invisible pair of eyes staring intently at Wang Luo below, bearing a primal Intimidation and urgency.

Wang Luo's mouth curled into a half‑smile, his tone casual yet undeniably confident, and he spoke slowly to the Space-time Rift, "Early morning, what's the hurry? My informants have reported that the three Lake Legendary Pokemon of Heart-Equal Lake have already handed the Stone Tablet in their possession to Huo La."

"Both Field Masters of Chunbai Dongtu, and one who has already followed him, so Regigigas is presumably waiting for him as well."

He paused, his fingertips lightly tapping the ground, his tone gradually deepening with a hint of warning, "Wait a bit longer; when he gathers all Seventeen Plates and fulfills all conditions, I will naturally guide him here."

"Furthermore, I advise you to restrain your thoughts; aside from me, don't entertain any other schemes. You should know that the Rayquaza has already died, its corpse fell into this world, which proves that that creature has always been in this world; if you act rashly, you will only bring about your own death."

As if responding to Wang Luo's words, the Space-time Rift in the sky suddenly shook violently, its dark‑purple halo thickening, the Rift's width quietly widening a few degrees, and a low, ferocious roar emanated faintly from its depths, a muffled, ear‑splitting sound as if trying to burst the Rift's bounds and sweep across the Tian Guan Mountain Foothills.

Wang Luo remained unfazed, still leaning against the stone pillar, a glint of calculation flashing in his eyes.