The Final Answer

Chapter 510 The Final Answer

"How did my chains end up here?"

Well, they don't know how to use it.

Regigigas handed over the crimson chains wrapped around his arm, but the reason he gave was rather abstract.

The props you left behind back then, like the teapot, are somewhat acceptable, but the blood-red chains are different.

Although many materials have been added to this item, it is essentially a product of the convergence of textual and emotional energy. To those traitors, it is at most just a nicer collectible.

My children are scattered all over the world, and the first time they opened their eyes after waking from their slumber, it was when they brought this chain back and wrapped it around my arm.

Mewtwo wonders: [Why are your children scattered all over the world?]

Regigigas spoke with a smile.

[I thought you were going to ask me if my children have scavenging abilities, but it seems that Matsuri's brain circuitry hasn't affected you.]

[This is a simple question. Actually, those children were all together before. It was only after I pulled the mainland along that the situation you see today came about. Of course, there are also some children who were created later.]

Children also have their own authority, or rather, their own work; they are the extension of my eyes and my power.

If Ho-Oh watches over this world, then my children watch over every piece of land.

If a disaster occurs, it would be best if they could handle it themselves; otherwise, I might need to step in.

Zhu Suihan stroked his chin, meaning that the Holy Pillars, or the "legendary giants," were actually employees of "Regickas Security Company," a subsidiary of Arceus.

They might be general managers or CEOs of branch offices, and also work part-time as frontline staff.

In places similar to the Tree of Origin, Regigigas thoughtfully assigned guards to Mew, clearly aware of the importance of those locations.

Alcremie: "Kemi?"

But it seems that some humans have gained the recognition of the Holy Pillars and become their partners. Do you care about such things, boss?

[It doesn't matter, because it's a very normal thing; it was quite common in the era before festivals disappeared.]

Regichikas explained in a gentle tone.

Although children may look similar, they are ultimately individual people with their own personalities and temperaments.

My only concern is whether my children will be scammed; everything else is not on my radar.

If we can gain their approval, establishing contact is certainly an option; it's their own choice.

The dragon asked curiously, "Huh?"

Do those trainers who travel with the Regis sometimes gather to visit you, their father?

Yes, there are large gatherings, or rather, giant festivals, from time to time.

[Regirock enjoys building and sculpting, Regice enjoys making shaved ice and other cold drinks, and Registeel enjoys training his physique by enduring attacks.]

They all have their own preferences and will share many experiences with like-minded people.

Zhu Suihan looked at the chains that were quietly wrapped around his arm, then looked up at Regigigas.

"Do you have any thoughts?"

What are your thoughts? You mentioned going out to see the world, right? I don't think it's necessary. To me, everything in the world makes little difference.

Regigigas said, "Only the creatures of this world can evoke different feelings in me, but my appearance is still too terrifying for them."

Or perhaps it was a different kind of fanaticism. If modern humans saw me, they would probably be like when this place was first established, with countless people chattering in my ear.

Regigigas glanced at Zhu Suihan.

It seems you haven't been doing well since you disappeared.

Zhu Suihan squatted on the ground: "Yes, after being thrown into the spirit world, Old Deng threw me out for a stroll."

[This is your style. I can feel the fluctuations in space. You were sent directly by Arceus, weren't you?]

"Yes, he said the answer I'm looking for is here."

[The answer]

Regigigas pondered for a moment: "I don't know what the so-called answer is, but perhaps it's related to me. Is that person implying that you can retire to the mountains like me?"

Zhu Suihan smiled and said, "He probably won't interfere that much."

But perhaps he would choose to live a secluded life in the mountains?

The answer I want is not to retreat to the mountains and forests; that doesn't suit my personality. If Old Deng knew that, he would rather just seal me away and be done with it.

Regigigas, the answer and the future.

Zhu Suihan glanced at the temple, then turned his gaze to Regigigas.

"Come with me, Regigigas."

[I'm too lazy to move. How about you carry me? Even if I shrink, I'm still a huge creature.]

The elusive creature stirred with anticipation: "Bonnie!"

Go, trainers, and show off your muscle purity!

Alpha: "I think it's unlikely."

Zhu Suihan breathed a sigh of relief: "I think I know what Arceus means now."

"Old Deng is still as wicked and cunning as ever, he actually wants me to work for him for free."

"I'm leaving now. See you when the time is right, or rather, see you at Tianguan Mountain, my old friend."

Good thing you've figured it out, congratulations!

See you at Tianguan Mountain

After his old friend left, Regigigas shook his left arm. The blood-red chains that had bound his arm for countless years were gone, and he was indeed a little unaccustomed to them.

Another spatial fluctuation was heard. Regigigas looked closely, then simply closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

It's just the entrance to a reversed world, nothing serious.

Hey, white-haired guy!

Giratina carried Zhu Suihan through the Reverse World, his tone full of Le Zilong's charm.

I heard you recently found a few new recruits; you're pretty capable.

Zhu Suihan patted Qiladina's slightly cold skin, his tone helpless.

"If you guys could remember to get moving more often, I wouldn't need to get involved in this kind of thing."

The world changes in an instant, and we will not interfere too much in worldly affairs.

Giratina said, "How's the Inverted World now? Does it really have a bit of the world's charm now?"

Looking around, Dahei saw large blocks of land in what seemed like an endless, dark space, with all sorts of shapes and sizes.

"Aku?"

It looks messy, but there's a strange sense of order inside.

Hey, little black egg, your perception is pretty good!

Giratina laughed: "[That's right, this is the result of my hard work. Back then, it took me a lot of effort to suppress my temper and the influence of my authority.]"

However, everything is difficult at the beginning, and from then on, the power of authority no longer affected me.

Zhu Suihan asked, "That's right, your performance now is completely different from back then. How did you manage to do that?"

【do not you remember?】

"The traces of the times are all in the incense burner. I don't have the guts to absorb them all at once. If I don't have enough energy, I'll probably just lie down and fall asleep after absorbing them."

Oh, right, I subconsciously thought you were still the same as before.

You only taught me one thing back then, and that's how to build with blocks.

Giratina said: "Although the Inverted World looks very abstract and distorted upon closer inspection, and it's easy to lose control of one's mind, it did exacerbate my irritability back then."

But once you start to understand this world, and treat it as your own creation rather than a prison that has exiled you, everything changes.

For example, right now, I'm assembling the various spheres and landmasses according to a set pattern. As long as you adapt to the order of those places, there's not much difference between living here and living outside.

Giratina picked a few tree fruits and threw them on his head.

Try them, these tree fruits are all good stuff.

Bamboo Suihan:

He actually came up with this method back then?

"About Giratina transforming into Steve and playing Minecraft in the Pokémon world?"

It sounds a bit abstract, but upon closer examination, it actually makes perfect sense.

Mewtwo asked: "Are there any Pokémon living here?"

Giratina nodded: "Yes, actually, aside from some little things that accidentally wandered into the Distortion World and were given away by me, the Pokémon living here are similar to those little things in the Time Rift."

They were either being hunted by poachers or displaced during wars in the past.

Or perhaps it was my imitation of the Time Traveler's actions in taking in those little creatures that gave me the motivation to unravel the mystery of the Reversed World.

Giratina's body glowed with golden light: "[And because of this, I have also awakened some very strange powers.]"

Giratina's dark body and energy began to change, revealing only its golden body and the mysterious patterns formed by black condensation around it.

I call it the Creation Stance, or rather, a completely new transformation from the origin forms of those two, only more complex and subtle.

Honestly, I still don't know how I figured out this "creational" stance. It just happened one day, quite suddenly, that I "remembered" I had this trick up my sleeve, and then I used it.

In the words of that person from the Initial Realm, this is the natural result of years of building blocks.

Giratina said, "I am now the sun of the Reverse World, and these fruits only grew because of my light."

Could you help me analyze the ingredients and see what the differences are? Compare them and point out the distinctions.

Zhu Suihan took a bite of half a golden pillow fruit. Similar to the Rongdan fruit, which is good for treating digestive problems, this extremely bitter fruit is a powerful remedy for hiccups.

"The taste is about the same, but it makes you feel slightly dizzy after eating it. In short, it has some side effects. Is there any special pattern in the place where you cultivate the fruit trees?"

A golden light flashed in Giratina's eyes.

It's easier to lose your sense of direction there, and there's a greater abundance of superpowered energy.

After hearing this, Mewtwo took the remaining half of the Golden Pillow Fruit and ate it.

The family looked at the two strange creatures with awe, their faces remaining unchanged after eating the tree fruit, as if they were watching outsiders who had downed an entire bottle of herbal tea for treating rashes.

(End of this chapter)