Pokémon: Extra King

Chapter 307
The second floor.

Sitting on the painter's chair he chose, Tutu Dog quietly looked up at the huge drawing board in front of him.

After more than 2.1 days of hard work, the huge drawing paper, 1.5 meters long and 20 meters wide, has been filled with stunning figures.

It can be vaguely distinguished that it is on a lake, with dark clouds rolling in, and the surrounding forest is dark and lush.

Three figures are sitting in the void, and their bodies are covered with a mist-like aura, blocking the exploration of others.

The lake surged, and the woods in all directions were overwhelmed by the momentum.

Scary-horned deer, Rattata, Coyote... The frightened Pokémon fled in a hurry, and the timid native ninja clung to the curved tree trunk, as if a natural disaster had come to the world.

The paintings on the edges are vivid, and you can see what's going on from the postures of every Pokémon, every animal and plant.

The closer you get to the middle, the more blurry the energy field becomes, full of a unique and mysterious charm.

Battle?

Still talking about something?
What Pokémon are these three?

No one can tell clearly, Tutu Dog’s focus is not here either.

He remained motionless, staring quietly at the corner of the scroll, seeing the holy light seeping through the thick fog.

Like a sharp sword.

The painting itself is already perfect.

But every time he looks at it, Tutu Dog always feels that something is missing.

But what to draw...

Have no idea.

No clue.

Or remove the shine?

No.

Can't tell why, but it just doesn't work.

It was precisely this hesitation that kept him from putting pen to paper and completing the most serious painting in his history.

Today, I may sit still for another day.

When he thought of this, Tutu Dog remembered the gift he had received.

The passionate and brave trainer, I heard that he carefully prepared for each friend.

Sister Guanshi also brought back two large packages in the afternoon, and they seemed to be gifts to be given out.

Tutu Dog was very satisfied with his share.

Although there are fake paintings in it, and there are also works produced by Pokémon instead of humans, this sentiment has been well accepted.

The feeling of being missed is warm, like taking a big sip of hot water.

And tonight, the windows over there will also light up...

Thinking about it, Tutu Dog turned his head.

I originally wanted to take a look in the direction of Yu Zhou's bedroom, but I didn't expect to see a dark figure standing by the window, and I was immediately startled.

The dark figure was actually very excited. He raised his hand to say hello, and then held up a bag of snacks and shook it twice.

Tutu Dog blinked and recognized its identity.

"Dolu?"

He called out and immediately realized that he couldn't hear him, so he jumped out of his chair.

Instead, Yu Zhou made a gesture of listening, and then pointed to the door inside.

The little guy nodded quickly.

Yu Zhou also walked out of his room.

When he came to the door, the little guy had already opened the door.

"I won't disturb you, right?" Yu Zhou asked with a smile.

"Doru~"

Tutu Dog shook his head and looked curiously at the drawing board and fruit in his other hand.

"I saw it on the road and couldn't help but buy it. I wanted to try it."

Yu Zhou said as he walked into the room, "There are also some small snacks, which contain a lot of sugar but are not too sweet. They can replenish your energy."

Tutu Dog helped him put up the drawing board and dragged in new tables and chairs.

Yu Zhou put all the sundries on it and took a closer look at the huge painting.

The first thing you notice is exquisiteness.

The majestic typesetting, the opening and closing of ink are extremely bold, and the details are carefully clicked, leaving a trace of spirituality.

Left and right, movement, expression, situation, atmosphere.

Almost impeccable.

Looking at it in a daze, it feels like entering a painting, looking up at the turbulent clouds in the sky, trembling with the earth.

This is probably the evaluation that those who understand art would give.

As for Yu Zhou, who relied on the convenience of the Internet to see many masterpieces in disguise.

A "fuck" is his highest expression.

However, Yu Zhou, who has been trained by Soraya, still knows how to praise children.

After pausing on the spot for several seconds, he said to Tutu Dog in disbelief: "It's so beautiful. If you move it to an art exhibition, it will definitely win the C position!"

Tutu Dog was indeed very useful. He hugged his hands and was so happy that he was speechless.

Yu Zhou picked him up and sat him on a chair.

Explained by Tutu Dog, every detail echoes the fragments of memories in his mind.

The fleeing Pokémon were confused because they couldn't remember the confusing scene.

The Pokémon in the mist exuded great dragon power, revealing its tail and antennae.

The chaos reflected in the lake was not the Pokémon above, but another powerful being.

After waiting for everything to be finished, Yu Zhou nodded slightly.

Many places that he didn't have the confidence to look at were explained.

but,

That brilliant golden light shines through the heavy dark clouds, but there is no explanation.

Are you stuck here?

His thoughts stagnated, and he asked in a light tone: "It feels perfect. Is it stuck on that light?"

"Doru~"

Tutu Dog nodded without hesitation.

This is not something that cannot be said—especially when facing one's best trainer.

Yu Zhou was also thinking.

What kind of Pokémon can be related to Radiance...

That must be a certain famous alpaca man!
In that theatrical version, which is known as a melee between mythical beasts, Arceus stepped on the light and appeared from the clouds.

As soon as he showed up, he solved all the problems and was full of character.

and,

If his guess was correct, the problems with Tutu Dog were caused by the problems between Dialga, Palkia and Giratina.

So this beam of light...

Could it be Arceus?
No.

Yu Zhou took a deep breath and erased this association from his mind.

The meaning of brilliance is too broad.

It would be a bit arbitrary to rushly define it because of these connections.

Maybe you can think about what other meanings light has besides representing Arceus.

hope?

Or is it vitality?

Seeing that he was motionless for a moment, Tutu Dog pushed his arm in confusion.

"Dolu?"

"Huh? I just thought of some interesting records," Yu Zhou responded with a smile.

After thinking about it, thinking about these things also takes time, so I simply took out a round and plump apple from the bag on the side and said tentatively: "I am also quite interested in painting. I wonder if the young painter has time to give me some advice." Newbie?"

"Dolu?"

The Tutu dog blinked its big clear eyes.

"Well, there's still some time before dinner, so just think of it as a way to relax, okay?"

"Duo Lu..."

"Don't worry, Zoroark is accused by me, uh, he is watching TV downstairs, he won't be able to find us in a short time."

"..."

"That new friend can't walk when he sees food. If there is any conflict in the future, just buy a pack of delicious food. Of course, if it is your fault, you must also apologize properly."

"Doru~"

"come on?"

Tutu Dog showed a helpless expression, jumped out of his arms, and personally pushed the small round table for the scenery.

Yu Zhou smiled and rubbed his head, then put the tablecloth and fruits on top.

Tutu Dog looked at it for a while, then opened his hand and let him pick it up.

Once you can see the desktop, take it upon yourself to rearrange things.

By the way, he returned the extra pineapples and cherries to Yu Zhou.

"Don't need it?"

Yu Zhou glanced at the countertop twice more and felt that it looked better than before. Unfortunately, he said, "I thought it could be used, but it seems that it can only be eaten by the carefree waiter."

Sit back on the chair.

Under the command of Tutu Dog, find a good position and open the paint box.

He dipped it twice and drew two lines on the thick, white drawing paper according to his own ideas.Tutu Dog was startled.

He tilted his head and looked at the small round table in front of him, and then looked at the traffic light paint that seemed to be seen through astigmatism.

There was a big question mark on his head.

This……

Painting and posing are the same thing?
Yu Zhou was also a little dissatisfied.

I seemed to have almost forgotten all about my talent for getting a B grade in art class.

"My skill has declined."

"What did the teacher say at the beginning?"

"Set the brush straight, use a straight..."

"..."

Tutu Dog was silent.

Seeing that the painting was getting more and more crooked, he sighed and couldn't help but reach out to remind him.

"Doru~"

If it extends any further over there, the table will not fit into the drawing paper.

"Whoa whoa."

Yu Zhou quickly restrained his movements, but still drew the line.

He pursed his lips, sighed with dissatisfaction, and said leisurely: "It seems that my ability in abstraction is stronger than that in realism."

Tutu Dog puffed up its muzzle.

I should be angry, but I don't know why I feel like laughing.

He also relaxed and allowed Yu Zhou to draw as he pleased, leaning into his arms.

Yu Zhou, on the other hand, started asking him when he didn't know what to do.

Tutu Dog gave instructions carefully and found that he could never find the key point.

The basket hasn't been drawn yet. An apple is round and big, with jagged ripples on the edges, and it's specially highlighted.

"This is the best apple I have ever painted." Yu Zhou sighed.

Tutu Dog stood up, hugged his arms with both hands, and drew a big circle.

"What is this?" Yu Zhou asked after looking at it twice.

"Doru~" Tutu Dog nodded.

Basket handle~
"How can there be such a big handle, so round?"

"Doru~" Only such a big handle can hold such a big apple~
"It makes sense. I didn't expect you to have some abstract talent. I agree with you."

"Doru~"

"You paint one stroke and I paint one stroke, who can draw better? Come on, I'm not afraid of you as an abstract artist!"

The two of them acted according to their own moods, completely forgetting reference points.

As a result, the oranges that were drawn were extremely large, and the vase that was supposed to be beautiful turned into a toothpick box.

The huge basket collapsed the entire table, like a scene that would appear in an animation.
The hard and shapely bread somehow turned into water, forming a dripping line in the air.

The bulging tablecloth has turned into mountains of different shapes because of the regular addition of your strokes and my strokes.

When the final product came out, one person and one dog looked at each other with smiles on their faces.

"too ugly."

"Doo!"

Tutu Dog immediately agreed.

But no matter how ugly it is, it’s all by my own hand.

Drawing boards, paper, and ink all cost money.

"It's time to give this work a name."

Yu Zhou held up the paintbrush and looked down at the Tutu dog in his arms, "Do you have any ideas?"

Tutu Dog shook his head.

"Then I'll do it?"

With the little guy's consent, Yu Zhou left the four characters "Rejuvenated" in the blank space on the side that had not been damaged.

Another line of small words fell on it.

I returned home and wrote this with Tutu Dog. It was late at night and the surrounding fields were quiet, as if I were temporarily visiting a lonely star.

The little guy looked at it twice, curious about what it meant.

"It's what I feel." Yu Zhou took back his brush and said.

Tutu Dog took another look.

The painting is still so ugly, but with the addition of names and words, it becomes unexpectedly harmonious.

There is an indescribable feeling.

Do your own paintings also lack this?

It doesn't seem quite right.

While he was still looking, Yu Zhou had already turned his attention to Tutu Dog's drawing board.

The excitement slowly faded away, and he recalled the past when Tutu was born.

I fed so much nutrient solution and fed it countless times.

The expectations in my heart have not dropped at all, but have become stronger and stronger.

When he learned that the energy was mixed and the little guy was tortured and unable to be born, his heart immediately tightened.

Although we haven't met, we can't help but miss him.

Finally, it got stuck at 99, making it difficult for a smooth birth.

If it weren't for Meng Meng's help, I really don't know how long it would have been before we could officially meet.

Although the one that came out was a Tutu dog, he was disappointed for a while.

Thinking this, Yu Zhou was suddenly startled and turned to look at his room.

Frowning, he said softly: "There is something. I don't know if I can help it. Maybe I should take you to see it."

Tutu Dog came back to consciousness from the scroll and tilted his head: "Doru?"

As soon as he left, Yu Zhou carried the little guy to his room and entered the storage room.

Turn on the light, and the remaining treasures shine with beautiful light.

Walk around these energy-containing props and stand in front of a glass counter.

The counter is large, but there are very few things inside, only four items.

Their eyes were focused on the third item at the same time.

It was a broken eggshell.

Huge, distinctively striped eggshell.

"That was your egg before you were born,"

Yu Zhou put Tutu Dog on the counter and said softly, "I used a lot of nutrient solution and asked Meng Meng to help regulate the chaotic energy, so that you could be born safely into this world."

"You were still young at that time, so you may have forgotten this thing, but I have kept it. I don't know if it can be of any help to you."

Tutu Dog quietly looked at the eggshell inside.

After several months of storage, the body of the egg still has not changed at all, and the edges are full of pure white bone texture.

The delicate lines and the placement of the fragments looked like a man's hanging profile from his perspective.

Tutu Dog couldn't help but look at it a few more times, recalling what happened outside the egg when he was experiencing those fragments.

At that time, would Yu Zhou be like this, looking at the elf eggs in the incubation machine and looking forward to his birth?
He suddenly knew what was in that beam of light.

Tutu Dog took a deep breath.

Without saying anything, he gently climbed off the counter and ran towards his painting room.

Yu Zhou hurriedly followed him and saw him climbing up on the chair, stretching out his small fist, dipping his hand full of paint, and imprinting it on the beam of light.

He closed his fist and slowly exhaled as if he had made some important decision.

"Is this the end?" Yu Zhou stood at the back with a question mark on his face.

The little guy's fist is oval-shaped, the paint is uneven, and there are gaps between the fingers, making it look very rough.

It doesn’t match the work at all.

"Doo!"

Tutu Dog nodded, looking convinced.

That's good!
"Really?"

"Doru~"

"As long as you can accept it." Yu Zhou also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he couldn't appreciate it, he respected Tutu Dog's decision.

The little guy smiled like "Sure enough."

As he laughed, the picture seemed to come alive.

The beam of light became more and more dazzling, shining on the oval-shaped fist seal, melting and decomposing it.

Eventually, a dream-like shadow is formed.

Looking at it in a daze, it is an egg, or it seems to be the profile of someone.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, the little guy suddenly opened his hands and screamed "Doroo".

Yu Zhou immediately looked away and picked him up from the chair.

"hungry?"

"Doru~"

"You probably haven't finished cooking yet. You're lucky. Let you see the cooking skills I learned secretly in Sichuan."

"Doo!"

(End of this chapter)