Chapter 722
A Moment of Success
Chapter 722 A Moment of Success
"You come here right now!"
Natsume stuffed the popsicle back into the mouth of the man with the middle parting, then grabbed him and walked toward his three-in-one Rotom unit.
Soon, he returned to the massive metal skeleton in the center of the laboratory, which was secured by various supports and energy conduits.
That was the culmination of his months of hard work, and also a symbol of his despair—an extremely incomplete prototype of the Rotom mech.
It has a streamlined, crystal-like head made of Phantom Master Balls.
A robust torso powered by the Loletton core and riddled with energy conduits, and a left arm formed from the power of the satellite Rotom, with a space-distorting force field swirling around its fingertips.
However, that's all.
On its right arm, there was only an empty metal joint interface, with a few cables hanging limply.
Its legs are supported only by a rudimentary frame, barely allowing it to stand upright.
Although the upper body of the mecha was completed, the lower body resembled a severed statue, filled with incompleteness and a sense of powerlessness.
Natsume stood in the shadow of the damaged mecha, looking up at it with a hint of inquiry in his eyes, like a frozen sculpture.
Ash and Serena watched quietly from the side. Even the guy with the middle parting seemed to sense the heavy atmosphere, his ears drooping, not daring to make a sound.
Why are you all so serious?
Natsume suddenly turned his head and looked at the group strangely.
"Uh... Natsume-nii, you seem to have something on your mind." Satoshi scratched his head.
"Yeah, yeah, the dean seems to have something on his mind."
"Slurp, slurp, popsicle." These two popsicles seem to be preoccupied with something.
He mimicked their mannerisms, nodding earnestly.
"Okay, stop eating."
As Natsume spoke, he took off the hat that contained divine power from Ash and handed it to the man with the middle part, instructing him, "What you just did, take this and put it on the three-in-one machine again."
"Pikachu?"
The man with the middle parting looked at Natsume strangely, not understanding why the other party wanted him to do this.
But it still crunched down the popsicle twice, then, with the hat in its mouth, climbed towards the head of the final machine.
"Pikachu!"
The hat was once again slammed onto Natsume's head in a dunking motion, and Natsume's telekinetic powers surged as he stared intently at the top of the three-in-one mecha.
"One more time!"
Natsume suddenly shouted.
"Pikachu?"
The man with the middle parting was puzzled, but he still took off his hat, returned to his original position, and dunked again.
"That's strange, what is Natsume-nii trying to do?"
"Pikachu".
Ash and Pikachu exchanged a bewildered glance.
Natsume had his reasons for doing this.
The reason was that he found it troublesome to ask the system about the base stats of various Pokémon with values exceeding 1,000 in the entire Pokémon universe one by one, so he directly asked the system for a ranking list.
No matter how ancient the time, no matter how long that Pokémon has existed, even if it's just a fraction of a second...
Everything that has ever appeared in this universe must be included.
This discovery revealed a blind spot for Natsume.
Top of the list: [Arceus, 2500]
Second on the list: [? ? ?, 2499]
Third on the list: [Three-in-one Rotom Mech, 2499]
"Is this my three-in-one mech?"
After receiving an affirmative reply, Natsume began to ponder.
It seems that the Rotom mech's base stats only increased when it put on its hat with its middle-parted hair.
But... it only went from 1125 to 1250!
How could it be 2499!
The only explanation is that this kind of advancement only lasts for a very, very short moment.
And so, Natsume, with his middle-parted hair, began a crazy series of "dunks".
Finally, just as the guy with the middle-parted hair was exhausted and was about to rest using the excuse that "the popsicle he ate three hours ago was actually poisonous," Natsume called out to him.
"Wait a minute, when you dunk, your own hand should also make contact."
Natsume noticed something was amiss.
"Pikachu..."
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Do the same with a middle parting.
Under Natsume's slow-motion vision, which was slowed down countless times, he used telekinesis to assist in parting his hair in the middle and perfectly completed this action.
Almost simultaneously, the Nightmare Archmage within the Middle-Parted Head, the Mechanical Archmage within Rotom Number One, and the Bond Archmage within Ash's Hat engaged in a barely perceptible energy exchange, generating a slight fluctuation.
This slight fluctuation was so faint that it could almost be ignored.
However, this slight ripple, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, gently rippled across the empty spaces of the damaged mecha's right arm and legs!
A faint, almost illusory ripple of energy flashed across the empty frames.
Natsume's eyes widened suddenly, almost as if he were hallucinating.
He clearly "saw" that, in that instant, a faint, extremely thin light appeared in the gap of the mecha's right arm.
The arm phantom, constantly twisting, seemed to be made up of countless shadows.
And the framework of those legs was briefly covered by a blurry, dark outline resembling combat boots.
Although these phantoms and outlines were fleeting, the energy they emitted caused Natsume to tremble violently.
Although extremely faint, its essence is extremely profound.
"A fleeting moment of...perfection?"
Natsume muttered to himself, a bold, even insane, conjecture that seemed to have cleaved through the fog of confusion in his mind like lightning.
"Could it be that I was wrong from the very beginning?!"
His breathing suddenly quickened, and the extinguished light in his eyes reignited, even more intensely.
To break through the limits of "three" and reach a more perfect form, is it necessary to... use a higher-level "divine power" with corresponding "authority" to "fill" the gap in the structure?
His gaze was fixed on the empty right arm and leg frame of the mecha.
Natsume frowned, then quickly relaxed, only to furrow his brow again.
"That's not right. My reasoning should be correct. How could this be?"
Natsume, who has always believed that existence is reality, began to doubt his own personal experience for the first time.
Never mind, this is one approach, let's give it a try.
Natsume stroked his chin, lost in thought.
Judging from the current situation, at least three divine titles are needed to instantly complete the three-in-one Rotom machine.
To serve as a substitute for the other three mechs and maintain that position for an extended period, the number of clergy required would be enormous.
Natsume swallowed hard.
"Try it a few more times, what I just taught you."
Natsume hurriedly called out to the person with the middle parting to begin the test.
At the same time, he called out Hoopa and Moltres, and tried to observe the degree and duration of each "perfection" multiple times. Natsume roughly calculated the number of priests needed to maintain the existence of the perfect Rotom Mech.
Approximately 108.
Moreover, it's just a perfect existence; if you want excellent "battery life," you'd need at least a few more 108s.