The flying king of a certain Pokémon

Mengmeng circled Yan Pengyu non-stop, looking very excited.

This is an imaginary Pokémon, a legendary existence, and it was revealed to the crowd like this, in this bustling town?

You must know that in the descriptions of previous Pokémon games, Dreams almost never show up in front of people.

There is also a saying that "only a pure heart and a strong emotion that wants to meet it can make dreams appear."

Yan Pengyu also knows himself, and it is certain that he wants to meet Mengmeng, but with a pure heart...

His heart is considered pure, so it is estimated that the earth is full of rainbow braves.

However, the dream in front of me is even in the mood to participate in the human world competition as a special guest, so it is probably not the very shy type like its other brethren.

"Miao!"

The appearance of Mengmeng attracted countless eyes. The stalls on the side of the road, the clerks and customers in the store, and the pedestrians on the road all gathered around, wanting to see the figure of the legendary Pokémon.

Although I have seen it before at the opening ceremony, it was after all through the screen and a long distance.

Who doesn't want to see the existence of dreams with their own eyes?

"Miao!"

Seeing that she was surrounded by spectators, Mengmeng's tail, which was twice as long as her body, straightened violently.

Then it suddenly flew over Yan Pengyu's head, and before Yan Pengyu could react, the world was spinning for a while.

It felt as if it was forcibly compressed into a washing machine to dry it. Dreamy's teleportation was so brutal that even Yan Pengyu's physical fitness felt a little unbearable.

"Wow... so dizzy..."

"vegetable!"

Yan Pengyu: "?"

Is there something wrong with this dream?

The dreams in my impression are pure, flawless and carefree.

Why does this dream exude a decadent temperament as if it has been surfing the Internet for decades?

"Give me back the slate!"

"?"

Yan Pengyu was even more confused, Slate?

If Pokémon mentions stone slabs, there is basically only one possibility.

Yan Pengyu knew what Mengmeng was talking about, but how could he have a slate.

"Dream, we've only met for the first time... What is the slate you're talking about...?"

Yan Pengyu deliberately pretended to be ignorant.

However, Dream doesn't like him at all.

"You lied to Geng Gui! Your mental fluctuations have already told me that you know what the slate is. Return the slate to me!"

Psychic-type Pokémon can read minds, Mengmeng can tell at a glance that Yan Pengyu knows what the slate refers to.

Human beings can know the secrets of the slate, and Mengmeng can only think of one.

It is now very convinced that this person in front of him took his own slate.

"But I really didn't take your slate... Did you recognize the wrong person?"

Yan Pengyu couldn't laugh or cry, if he really had a slate, would he still be here?I have been studying the slate to see if I can find any way to make my Pokémon a legend.

"You lied to me again! You lied to me like this 66 years ago! You borrowed the slate and never returned it to me!"

Dream kept going around in circles, making Yan Pengyu feel dazzled.

"66 years ago? My dad wasn't born yet! I'm only this year. Did you recognize the wrong person?"

Hearing this, Mengmeng stopped and floated in front of Yan Pengyu carefully looking at it.

No matter how you look at it, it feels exactly the same, but it seems that the height is a little shorter.

"Yeah... You humans can't stay young for so long."

Meng Meng wagged her long tail thoughtfully.

Moreover, the thought fluctuations it felt from Yan Pengyu told it that the person in front of him was not lying.

"But you're really exactly like that guy...I get it!"

Mengmeng suddenly realized, she patted her little paw, and made a very humane movement.

"What do you understand? The man from 66 years ago..."

Yan Pengyu also asked curiously.

"You're a monster, aren't you!"

......

Yan Pengyu was stunned.

"How did you come to this conclusion!?"

"Because they are exactly the same."

Mengmeng began to fly around Yan Pengyu curiously, looking carefully from head to toe.

Even if it is it, there is no trace of flaws to be found.

No matter how you look at it, this person was the one who tricked it into taking away its slate.

But thinking fluctuates and doesn't lie...

Dreamy, lost in confusion.

"Hey, my slate..."

He showed an expression like he was about to cry, and even Yan Pengyu couldn't bear to see Meng Meng's expression.

And, he is also very curious, how could there be a person exactly like him 66 years ago.

"Since that person looks the same as me, although I don't know why now, there should be clues in the future."

Yan Pengyu doesn't believe it's a coincidence, nor does he believe in the saying that "there were people who looked like me in the past".

Mengmeng's eyes lit up, and pink bubbles floated from her body.

"That's right, if you meet someone like you, let him return the slate to me..."

Before Mengmeng finished speaking, Yan Pengyu suddenly took out an empty elf ball.

"How about you just stay with me first, and then look for clues together?"

Dream froze, staring straight at the poke ball.

I have to admit that what Yan Pengyu said was very reasonable.

but......

"You really are that person! That's how you tricked me into getting into the Poké Ball 66 years ago. I don't believe you!"

Meng Meng whipped the empty poke ball away with one tail, and said angrily.

Tsk, failed.

Yan Pengyu clicked his tongue secretly, thinking that he could let Mengmeng enter the elf ball in this way.

Even if it doesn't help itself to fight, and it's not a flying Pokémon, it is the ancestor of all Pokémon, and there must be a way for Pokémon to break through the limits of race.

"You are not allowed to mention my eyelashes or anything. You used to always think about my hair."

Mengmeng held her tail in her arms vigilantly, for fear that Yan Pengyu would pull a hair off.

Its fluff is so short that it hurts to pull one off.

"Okay, I won't want your hair, and I don't want to create a Mewtwo..."

Yan Pengyu comforted him helplessly.

"You even know Chaomeng! You still say you are not that person?"

Dreamily and excitedly circling around, there are lights of various colors flickering around, making people dazzled.

It is obviously a fantasy Pokémon, and the strength of its superpowers is undoubtedly legendary, but it is just like a child.

Yan Pengyu was also lost in thought. He was very sure that Chaomeng had never appeared on Earth, and there were no related records.

Taking a step back, in the memory that Gu Li showed him, Chaomeng had only just escaped the control of the Rockets and found an island to settle down.

66 years ago, the earth could not be connected with the future of the Pokémon world, right?

Yan Pengyu still knows some connections between the two worlds.Although the time flow rate of the earth is different from that of the Pokémon world, they are all developing in the direction of "future".

Just like the two tributaries of the long river of time, although the length and width are different, and the speed of the water is also different, they all flow in the same direction.

In other words, a person who grew up very similar to himself in the past knew about "Meow Dream" in the future.

Is it predicting the future?Or time travel?

Yan Pengyu thought about it carefully, both are possible.

The existence of Pokémon makes it possible to travel through time.

For example, Celebi, or someone who is in charge of time Dialga, or a time machine...

For example, those time machines made by people in the future with technology.