Pokemon – 10,000 years before

Monument Mountain, in the cave at the summit.

“The white butterfly grandfather…”

He Chen looked sad and sat down against the mountain wall.

The white butterfly grandfather has accompanied the green worm tribe for a hundred years, and sheltered He Chen when he was the weakest, allowing him to develop the green worm tribe into a powerful wilderness.

However, the white butterfly grandfather just left…

He Chen’s nose was sour and he almost cried.

“Boy…I’m not dead yet…”

At this moment, a voice sounded directly in his mind.

He Chen was startled, his body jumped up immediately, and he looked alert.

But in an instant, he thought that this seemed to be the voice of the white butterfly grandfather!

“White butterfly grandfather!”

He Chen looked at the single-winged Butterfree like a mummy in surprise.

But the Butterfree is still motionless like a dried corpse.

“My son, my body is dead…”

The voice of the grandfather continued.

He Chen’s nose was sour again, mixed with joy and sorrow.

The grandfather is still dead!

“However, my body is still alive, the new body, I can feel the incomparably powerful strength…”

The grandfather said again.

He Chen stayed for a while.

What does it mean?

“White butterfly grandfather, you mean…you became a Ghost Type Pokémon?” He Chen speculated.

Monument Mountain is his hand-picked Spirit World channel, where Ghost Type energy can be said to be the best in Earth.

The white butterfly grandfather may have become a Ghost Type Pokémon because of too strong power and soul after death?

“No…”

Who knew that the white butterfly grandfather denied He Chen’s guess: “I, became a stone…”

…

After some understanding, He Chen finally understood the meaning of the grandfather of the white butterfly.

Stones! The stone that the white butterfly grandfather has been pressing under her all year round turned out to be an egg!

A dead egg.

The stone came from the worm tribe. The worm tribe witch who was slaughtered by Deoxys kept this stone for generations. When it was slaughtered, it was brought back to the present by the spirit witch and the white butterfly grandfather. the great wasteland.

And everyone didn’t know that the stone was a dead egg, and even He Chen guessed that the stone might be some incredible treasure.

Who knows, it turned out to be a dead egg! And after dying for so long, it still maintains a strong life force, but it is just an egg lacking a soul.

The white butterfly grandfather was a sign of dying in the previous battle to protect the tribe.

But by coincidence, the soul of the white butterfly grandfather came into contact with the dead egg, and the soul entered it continuously.

In He Chen’s view, it is like body possession.

A corpse has no soul, while a grandfather has a strong soul, but the body is dead.

So…

Fusion!

It’s just that this process is very slow, that is, in recent years, the soul of the white butterfly grandfather has basically been integrated into the egg.

According to the grandfather of the White Butterfly, the power of the creature represented by this egg is very powerful. Perhaps the grandfather of the White Butterfly will have a very strong power once it hatches.

He Chen also tried it with Aura Force, but he couldn’t feel what was inside the egg at all, and was blocked by the thick and sturdy egg shell and Rock.

However, the Power of Primordial Chaos made the white butterfly grandfather very happy, saying that the Power of Primordial Chaos benefited it a lot, so He Chen has been sending Power of Primordial Chaos to the white butterfly grandfather until the white butterfly grandfather. Say stop.

And Power of Primordial Chaos, He Chen consumed about 10%.

The original Butterfree body of the grandfather of the White Butterfly turned into a light spot and merged into the stone after He Chen touched it lightly.

“Boy, I’m still a while away from being conceived…”

“I can feel the sky is whining and the world is shaking.”

“Go, save, protect.”

…

Night.

He Chen came out of the cave and suddenly saw a large group of people.

Jian, Mao, trees, flowers, Lu, etc., and many familiar and unfamiliar people.

They were all looking forward to it, looking at He Chen excitedly, and surrounded the Monument Mountain.

He Chen sighed softly.

“Everyone, I’m back, I’m not leaving.”

The originally quiet environment became noisy again.

“Morning Witch!!”

“Morning Witch won’t go!!”

“wu wu wu…”

Those like Jian, Mao, and Hua cried out directly, while Shu had an expression of wanting to cry but holding back.

“Uncle Jian, you are so grown up, why are you still crying like a brat?”

“Uncle Mao, the dozen or so female assistants behind you are all willing to be with you, right? Usually you eat more kidneys.”

“Aunt Hua, is there any progress in herbal medicine recently…”

He Chen greeted each other one by one, causing everyone to cry and laugh Yes, but generally happy.

Including Lu.

Lu is the son of the boss of the Xuancang tribe, and after so many years, he did not worry about the death of his mother.

At the same time, he realized the greatness of the morning witch, and he was determined to follow the morning witch to kill the scumbags of Deoxys.

Everyone came happily and went back crying.

The Great Wilderness, sleepless tonight.

…

Early morning.

He Chen came out of the nearest wood house in Monument Hill.

This is where he, Xiao Di and Zi used to live. Didn’t expect it was preserved. They slept here last night.

Of course, Xiaodi was kicked out by He Chen. After all, everyone is still a year or two away from being an adult. It’s always impossible for Xiaodi to see Zi Rest.

Then Xiao Di walked away aggrieved.

Xiao Bai and the others went out to play early, while He Chen rarely slept in (if those five years were not counted).

“creak—”

He Chen opened the door and was about to welcome the first day home when he saw a Pokémon watching him not far from the door.

“Is this… Youngtooth?”

He Chen expression changed.

Feeling that closeness, He Chen immediately determined that this was his fifth Pokémon companion!

This is the egg left by the Totem-level Arbok in the Great Wilderness, and he kept it.

It’s just that the young tooth dragon looked at him with strange eyes, vigilance, closeness and Rage.

He Chen is a little apologetic.

More than five years.

I haven’t been in contact for more than five years since I was born, so it should be Rage.

“Youth Dragon, you…”

He Chen squatted down and smiled at the Dragon, who knew that as soon as he finished speaking, the Dragon would pounce, fiercely Bite took He Chen’s arm.

He Chen’s arm was sore, and his body reactively wanted to use Aura Force and Power of Primordial Chaos to bounce the Young Tooth Dragon away, but He Chen immediately suppressed his body’s instinctive response.

He lightly stroked the baby tooth dragon with his other hand, his voice soft:

“I’m sorry…”

“Yes, I can call Are you Axew?”

The baby tooth dragon raised its head, with a few crystal drops flowing from the corners of its eyes, and let go of his mouth: “Yeah…”

He Chen hugged tightly The Young Tooth Dragon said nothing.

The baby tooth dragon felt the warmth of He Chen’s embrace, closed his eyes, and arched his body comfortably.