Rope and the others soon arrived at the location where it happened. The mile wasn't too far, and Rope didn't -let- Hoopa open the teleportation, because the way this thing was handled was actually something he had to think about.
In fact, Rope is very strange, even now, the gods are more also is not slow, should sleep sleep, should have fun fun. It was as if any world destruction had nothing to do with them.
Including Hoopa who was following Rope now, he didn't have to follow Rope because of any world crisis.
He is only following Rope because he is on good terms with Rope and wants to have fun.
Although League's side is tightly packed, there is still not much of a battle plan in reality. That's why Rope wouldn't bother calling in a large number of League staff to get involved in this event.
The despair that Latias and the parallel world Phoebe were talking about hadn't hit them, and they weren't going to think about what was wrong with the world and whether or not it could be saved.
It was as if there was an eraser that wiped all thoughts of those problems from their minds.
Rope instinctively sensed something was wrong. But there was nothing to be done about it.
The whole world was in a state of confusion, and everyone was drunk.
It was like a curse...
It was good that Rope was surrounded by people and gods who didn't quite believe that the world would end in time, but would still listen to Rope's advice.
In reality, though, the biggest reason they don't have a sense of crisis is... there really isn't one...
The reputation of Red, the enhanced version of the parallel world, could not be shouted louder, and as long as he hadn't actually gone and done all that large-scale destruction, then no one would think that this person would really be in any kind of danger.
Servants of God were just too calm. The things they did hurt a lot of people, but offhand, to the people at the bottom, what was there to be afraid of about an organization that they had never even heard of?
What scares people is the far-flung murderous reputation, the thick accumulation of power.
While pondering over why the world seemed so dead, they still arrived at the place where it happened.
A Turtwig stood in front of two Budews, with quite a few scars visible on its body. On the other side were three teenagers with fearful faces, as if they had seen something very scary.
In fact, what they saw was indeed terrifying.
A tall humanoid Pokémon stood in the middle of the Pokémon and the humans, facing the humans and with his back to the Pokémon.
"Mewtwo, what are you doing here?"
Facing Rope's question, Mewtwo didn't answer right away, but instead spoke, "What would be a better price to make these three humans pay?"
Mewtwo's almost cold tone scared the three young trainers to the point that they had tears in their eyes. Seriously, they were just little kids. Rope could see that these were the traveling faction of Pokémon school that didn't take advanced classes after getting the basics out of the way.
Just 10 year olds.
Already they could afford the cost.
"Punished by law for unlawful mistreatment of a wild Pokémon, with a discretionary fine to be applied to the cost of the Pokémon's treatment. Prohibition of Pokémon from precisely tournament sparring for 1 year, trainer rank lowered by one level, or in the case of trainee trainers should be taken away for education and re-learning of the relevant laws and regulations.
If a Pokémon is abused, or if a Pokémon dies because of abuse, then the penalty to be faced is imprisonment."
Rope's tone was similarly cold, though he was going to stand up for humans and fight for them. But wrong was wrong, and being young and uneducated were not excusable reasons.
Incidentally, in League's law, if one insists on exonerating one's child while knowing that the child is guilty, then the parent can choose to accept the criminal law instead of their child. Anything from a fine to hard labor to the death penalty can be substituted.
League is still very human, if you love your child so much, die on his behalf...
Let's see how many of you in your immediate family can die for such a thing.
"I will be responsible for contacting their parents. Their behavior is already punishable by a sentence of hard labor."
Rope wasn't too polite to say how it was, as it should be according to League's laws.
"But they bullied these Pokémon, shouldn't the Pokémon be allowed to take it out first?"
Mewtwo's face was cold, and her cold female voice resounded in everyone's heart.
The three bear children over there who didn't know how to die were scared to the point of peeing their pants. Mewtwo's invisible Psyblade was on their necks. It seemed like it might slice down at any time.
They looked at Rope as if they were begging for help, wondering if this person could put in a good word for them, or at least save them from this horrible Pokémon.
If they survived, they would definitely not be trainers anymore!
But Rope didn't say anything. He knew the reason Mewtwo had asked that question. But the reason didn't matter, everyone in the room was waiting for his answer, and even more if that was possible. Simply because he was Rope.
That so-called bridge.
But Rope didn't answer that question right away, and really, while Rope knew that the odds were that the Plague of Extinction was something that Red from the parallel world had pulled off. But what he knew better was...
If these things in front of him were not dealt with. Even if this world didn't come to an end, then it would inevitably start an endless war once again.
The relationship between humans and Pokémon would be as tense as it was during the War of the Beasts.
It's not about this little incident today. Rather, over the centuries and the centuries to come, these so-called small things have come together bit by bit.
It finally turned into a tidal wave of resentment, determined to engulf the entire world.
"That's why I said that this world really... sucks..."
Rope was silent for a moment, then silently raised his head and looked at Mewtwo, "I do know something about the Pokémon's methods of revenge."
He looked towards the three Grass-type Pokémon, the Budews subconsciously hid behind the Turtwig, while the Turtwig looked at the guy in front of him aggressively and made an attack stance.
Hoopa was on the side, an old-fashioned admiration on his boyish face, ''What a nice look! If the talent is still good, you should be able to achieve great things in the future."
Hoopa was certainly qualified to give these Pokémon a critique. In terms of seniority and status, even if he were to critique Mewtwo, Mewtwo would only be able to accept it honestly.
Of course, this was only reasonable, but if Hoopa really dared to criticize Mewtwo, then Mewtwo would be able to have a really big fight with him.
"Are you asking the Pokémon to unleash Leech Seed on the three little things?"
Rope asked as he opened his mouth.
This was the same tactic that Grass-type Pokémon piped up with when they performed acts of vengeance against humans. It seemed irrelevant, but in reality, it was still very cruel. Apart from sucking people's physical strength and blood, the Leech Seed's own development was to absorb the host's life force.
In the case of Pokémon, this level of depletion doesn't matter much.
In Ash's place, someone like Rope could certainly stand it.
But for an ordinary person, feeling their life force drain away... it was considered torture, and interrogation in League also had such means.
"You hate people like that too don't you?"
Mewtwo doesn't even bother answering Rope's question, just silently answering one question with another.
Rope certainly hated people like that, and knew that the world seemed to be a little less than fair. But League's laws had done as much as they could to put humans and Pokémon on equal footing. But you can't expect humans to revise the laws to actually equalize humans and Pokémon.
Just like you can't expect Pokémon's punishment of humans to be truly fair and reasonable.
"I still stand by my opinion that until we have a revised law that actually makes sense. Then there are explicit League laws that should be the ones we apply."
Rope's face was firm. Looking at Mewtwo, there was no hint of backing down.
It wasn't his own dignity he was defending. Rather, it was the order that this world should have.
Even the worst order was better than no order at all. What's more, League's law could never be described as 'rotten'.
He might have many things that were not as good as they should be. But there was no perfect law.
Mewtwo was silent for a moment before finally nodding.
"I recognize your statement, but I also have my own request to mention."
"Go ahead."
Mewtwo looked at Rope with a serious face, "I know that you will inevitably end up making new laws to restrain the behavior of humans and Pokémon. That's why I ask that Pokémon also participate in the making of the Laws at that time."
Rope didn't half hesitate, "That in itself is what I want."
Pokémon were generally not low in intelligence. Even most of the Psychic-type Pokémon were far smarter than humans. Little traits such as forgetting things were normal operations for Psychic-type Pokémon.
The difference between humans and Pokémon is creativity and the ability to use power.
This is why Pokémon must have trainers.
The abilities of humans and Pokémon are perfectly complementary in this world.
Perhaps this was one of the reasons why Pokémon matchmaking was so prevalent in this world.
Seeing that Rope agreed to it, so Mewtwo didn't say anything and just made a look of 'I'll leave it to you' before walking behind Rope from the middle of the two sides, also releasing the restraints on those three little things.
The first reaction of the three little things, having just been released, was to flee the place.
Just kidding, though not without being killed by that stupid Pokémon that appeared out of nowhere. But this human didn't look smart either. And to punish them for three Pokémon?
Come on, aren't all these laws just as good as none, even though they exist? Even the teachers who teach them about it often say.
"The right thing to do is the right thing to do."
Doesn't that mean you can disobey these laws?
Rope didn't know if that was what the teachers meant. But he knew that understanding it that way was definitely not to the little things in front of him either.
The flames shot up with a whimper before the eyes of the three little things.
They looked at the flames in front of them that were like living creatures, felt the temperature coming from the flames, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Then they backed up without a second thought.
Rope looked at them with cold eyes, feeling that although there were still a lot of good people in this world, some of them really sucked. The kind that weren't worth saving a bit.
"Rotom. call the local Officer Jenny. Tell her to take the people away. Dispose of them according to the law. I'll be watching the outcome."
Rope said tersely.
Rotom flew out of his backpack, with the same glazed look at the three little things in front of him, and responded, "Roger that, loto."
It didn't take long for Officer Jenny, riding a motorcycle with Growlithe, to appear in front of Rope and the others. It was already not too far from a small town, so there was indeed an Officer Jenny.
As for what small town, Sinnoh was so big that it naturally had more than just those cities on the game map. There are also small human settlements along those roads.
Even some settlements have their own unique beliefs.
"It's Arceus that the village we're in up ahead believes in!" said Officer Jenny cheerfully as she listened to Rope's inquiry about the legend of Arceus.
Rope's spirit was lifted, what was the Arceus of folklore, that is, the Arceus of history, like?
He was curious, too.
Witnessing Officer Jenny take the three little things to her car, she then headed in another direction. That small town didn't have the institutions associated with the trial, and the trial activities were to be put on the nearby larger towns. Celestic Town for example.
"Actually, you should still pay a visit to Professor Carolina when you were in Celestic Town before."
Whitley looked at Officer Jenny's back as she left and suddenly said without a word.
Rope let out a bitter smile, of course he knew what Whitley meant. Professor Carolina is Cynthia's grandmother, no matter what, when he arrived at Celestic Town, he should pay a visit to her.
Even for private and public reasons. Because Professor Carolina is a famous mythologist. And it's not like Rope, who's a very comprehensive mythologist. She's spent her entire life studying the myths and legends of the Sinnoh region. Among people other than Rope, Professor Carolina is probably the human who knows the most about Arceus.
Even those Arceus' dependents couldn't compare to her.
"Professor Carolina isn't here."
Rope smiled, "If Professor Carolina is here, I'm not stupid, so how could I not go over to say hello. Professor Carolina has already been captured by Professor Oak as reinforcements. They said that they must get the information on all those gods in the shortest possible time, so that the trainers won't be numb-clawed when facing the other side's gods."
"The advantage of poor information must be erased."
It certainly wasn't superfluous. The relevant information had been given out by Rope, and Rope herself certainly knew what was important about these studies. Rope's knowledge of the Pokémon was limited to the game.
To analyze a Pokémon's weaknesses in the most detailed way possible was not a simple task.
The trainers were fighting for their lives in the front, and the researchers wouldn't be idle either.
"Rope, I am actually looking for you mostly this time."
Mewtwo's voice once again resounded in everyone's hearts.
Everyone's eyes returned to Mewtwo. Seriously, Hoopa was finding the game unbelievable, the strength of this unnamed guy didn't even feel close to his own...he wasn't just any ordinary god.
He was honored as an Ultra Demon God, and his strength was definitely the top amongst the gods.
And for Mewtwo, a guy made by humans, to actually have such strength could only be described as unbelievable.
"You've already found the meaning of your existence, right?"
Rope said with a smile. He actually knew about the things Mewtwo had done in Unova, and he knew that Mewtwo had gone to see Sakaki after he returned to Kanto, and even more so, he knew that Mewtwo had gone to see Mr. Fuji afterward.
He knew that since Mewtwo had come to him, he must already have an answer.
Mewtwo nodded silently at his words, but didn't say exactly what the meaning of what he was looking for was, only saying, "Rope, can I follow you?"
Rope and Whitley, as well as Rotom and Hoopa, were stunned...
It wasn't that it wasn't okay, it just seemed a bit unbelievable.
With Rope's ability, it would be normal to take in a few Legendary Pokémon right now, such as Entei, who was already in the ball.Hoopa hadn't gotten into Pokéball, but if Rope asked for it, then odds were that he wouldn't refuse.
There are also Pokémon like Victini and the like that if Rope wants then it basically won't fail.
It's not just a matter of strength, it's also a matter of the pattern on the body.
It was also the so-called 'amount of gas' that was often mentioned in Japanese manga.
"Give me a reason."
Rope said this while feeling more or less out of sorts. Mewtwo had come to his door, and now he had to pick and choose and ask him to give him a reason to subjugate it...
Red didn't even get that treatment.
"I wish to follow you to see the world and learn more."
Mewtwo wasn't hiding anything, he himself was planning to see the world with Rope. More importantly, he knew that Rope was a pioneer who was willing to make changes, and he was willing to follow Rope's lead and serve him.
Rope saw the seriousness on Mewtwo's face... well Mewtwo had a resting grumpy face, anyone who saw him felt as if they owed him thousands of dollars...
"I can promise you that. But it's not going to be a good ride."
"I've never been one to shy away from a risky future."
Rope said seriously, and Mewtwo answered seriously.
Rope pulled out the Pokéball, and Mewtwo gave the Pokéball's button a little push.
Then, Mewtwo turned into a red light and entered the ball. The ball did not wobble for a moment, it just calmed down.
"Please teach me more in the future, Mewtwo."
Rope's face was also wearing a smile. With such a great addition to his hands, how could he not be happy?
However, Rope actually felt a bit guilty.
He had actually thought about opening Mewtwo's manufacturing again before.
Mewtwo's manufacturing method could still be reproduced, and Rope wanted Mew's fur to go to the World Tree anytime he wanted to glean a handful of it while he was playing the game.
So as long as Rope wanted to, and came up with the means to control Mewtwo, then Mewtwo could really become his regular fighting force...
With hundreds of Tier 1 Gods together, no matter what the other side really was, they would definitely lose.
But Rope still suppressed the thought.
Things really weren't at the end of the mountain yet either. Perhaps this could be used as a last resort of defiance, but it was definitely not a move that could be brought out now.
That was kind of Rope's bottom line.
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"Rope, it's that village up ahead, right?"
Whitley pointed to the shadow of a house that could be vaguely seen not far ahead and spoke.
"Emm, that should be it."
While saying that, he looked towards Hoopa and ground out a questioning look. Hoopa shrugged rather helplessly and said, "There's no spatial fluctuation. But it does seem like there's some kind of strange energy going on. It's not something I specialize in, so I wouldn't dare to say anything."
And just as Rope was planning to speak, in the Pokéball at his waist, Mewtwo suddenly spoke, "Where there is a special energy fluctuation in. I haven't seen this kind of energy before, but its essence should be no weaker or even stronger than Hoopa's energy."
Mewtwo did not compare himself. Because it was more convincing to have the energy essence of Hoopa, a true god, for comparison.
So Rope also nodded and recognized Mewtwo's statement.Mewtwo's addition was indeed a great good for Rope. In addition to the increased battle power, the probing ability was also much stronger.
It's just a shame that Hoopa is sensing from space, Mewtwo is sensing with his superpowers, and if there's another one around that can sense via waveguide, then Rope's squad, the sensing hand, is kind of flush.
Although his flame energy is the same source as the waveguide, and can even be replaced. However, this kind of work like probing still couldn't be replaced.
It could only be said that if there really was a so-called orthodox power in this world, then it must be waveguide rather than any other ability.
This is Rope's intuition, but it is not unfounded. Rope's flame power is from the Power Seed. Power Seed-derived powers were in time powers that had a very low lower limit in the main world, but basically no upper limit. According to the information from previous prying, at least the main world definitely has giants that use power seeds.
Rope also smiled as he looked at the invisible flame seedling within him.
It looked like Pokémon's world was indeed not simple, and if the power at the level of the main world was really that good to get, then there wouldn't be so many people breaking their heads for power seeds.
"Let's go, no matter what it is, we always have to take a closer look."
With that, Rope took a step towards the village ahead.
Whitley didn't say much and followed closely behind Rope. Actually, Rope couldn't teach her anything now. Things like dealing with Legendary Pokémon. It's actually very simple, if you become friends with more than three Legendary Pokémon, then you will be able to speak in front of the other Legendary Pokémon.
For Rope and Ash, it's not so much that they can talk, it's that all the Legendary Pokémon have to give face to them after sensing their information.
And Whitley was now buddies with Mew, Hoopa and Lugia. Naturally, he didn't need to learn anything else.
It's just...following Rope's side will make her feel at peace.