A person abandoned by the Pokémon world

The wheat rain lasted for a full five minutes, and the ground, water, trees, and roofs were all covered with a thin layer of wheat.

This magnificent sight is naturally eye-catching, especially for the elderly and middle-aged people whose children are already in their teens.

The elderly man saw the flourishing wheat from the window, and there was shock in his cloudy pupils.

"Oh, I'm confused, how can wheat fall from the sky?

It seems that he will not live long~"

The old man closed his eyes drowsily. He was old and had worked too hard when he was young. Now he was old and sick, and he was afraid that he didn't have much time left.

"dad!

Go out and have a look, it's raining wheat outside!"

The son's surprised voice made the old man open his eyes again.

"It's really wheat..."

Helped out of the house by his son, he reached out to take a handful of wheat and brought it to his mouth. The smell of wheat entered the old man's nostrils.

The old man put the wheat into his mouth, but as he had lost all his teeth, he could no longer chew the wheat.

But the old man, who had been working with crops all his life, confirmed that it was wheat the moment he took a bite.

"Is it the God of Harvest?"

The old man looked up, as if trying to see through the clouds to the god.

Wakaba Town, a new trainer is setting off from here today, because there are children from noble families in Kanto region who want to take Chikorita out for a trip, so the Bulbasaur from Kanto region was exchanged here.

The trainer of this Bulbasaur is a civilian, elected by the professor.

The moment he walked out of the institute, wheat rain fell from the sky.

"wheat?"

Before the trainer could think deeply, his father came over. He was very excited when he saw the Bulbasaur at the trainer's feet, even more excited than when he became a trainer himself.

"Kid, don't come back until you become a powerful trainer!"

The father slapped the trainer on the back and urged his son to go on a journey without saying a word.

"Got it, Dad!

I will definitely become the strongest trainer in the world!"

"Come on, son!" The father murmured in his heart as he watched his son's back.

It was not until this time that his father noticed Mai Yu, and his mind involuntarily emerged with the god his father had mentioned, the "God of Harvest".

"God, may you bless my son to have a safe journey."

The father clasped his hands together and prayed silently in his heart.

Maiyu's range covers the entire Chengdu area, and Pokémon also benefit from it.

Although Rattata is at the bottom of the food chain, he can still be found everywhere, all thanks to his strong reproductive ability.

In a small earth cave somewhere in the forest, there is a nest of little Rada, one big and six small ones.

The big one had a wound on its abdomen and it looked like it wouldn't live long.

The big Rada had a struggling look in her eyes. At this moment, if she ate two or even just one small Rada, she would be able to recover some strength to support her recovery from her injuries.

However, even a tiger does not eat its own cubs, so how could she bear to eat her own child?

But if you don't swallow it.

After they die, how will they survive if they leave behind children who are unable to find food?

After a long time, little Rada still couldn't make up his mind.

"Lada~"

She chose to pass on as much experience as possible to her children in the remaining time. Before she died, she told her children to rely on their own bodies to survive for a while, and the rest depended on their luck.

At this time, the wheat rain had been falling outside for a while.

Finally, a few grains of wheat fell into the cave.

The fragrance of wheat would probably be regarded by little Rada as the best smell in her life.

She gently called her children to bring her the few grains of wheat.

But one little Rada was a little clumsy and broke through the shelter of the mud hole and rolled out.

The big little Rada's face changed. If it was the usual mud cave shelter that was destroyed, she could repair it, but now...

The two Radas closed their eyes in despair.

It was the children's surprised voices that made her open her eyes, and the golden wheat grains came into her eyes.

She was extremely surprised. She didn't know whose grains of wheat these belonged to. She sincerely thanked the owner of the grains of wheat and would remember it for the rest of her life.

The above events are just a microcosm of the Chengdu area. Many, many people thought of the God of Harvest within these five minutes, and many, many Pokémon survived by relying on these grains of wheat.

The emotions that these people and Pokémon had for the wheat grains were absorbed by the wheat ears left in the rocks by the God of Harvest at the top of Mortuary Mountain.

This ear of wheat was about to give birth to intelligence, and the divine mission of "harvest" on the top of Leibo Mountain was beginning to be conceived again.

"I'm sorry, but this world doesn't need so many priests who are related to farming."

Dialga was about to step down as he spoke.

Dialga looked into the void. He did not feel any sensation of stepping on anything. He had been preparing for this day for a long time to make sure that there would be no problems.

But now the ear of wheat disappeared right under his eyes, and along with it disappeared the newly conceived priesthood of "harvest".

"Arceus!!"

"The position of the reverse guide is reserved for him. Why bother with these things? You should know that the gods of this world cannot be human."

A gentle but majestic voice came from the void. It was the voice of Arceus.

“I don’t plan to give it to him now. I’ll give it to him when he becomes the Reverse Guide. After all, he’s working on Giratina’s territory.

I feel more at ease now that I have been given a divine position."

"You are destined to worry.

Reversing the guidance of people is also a kind of divine duty. Are you relieved now?

I will take this God of Harvest away. I will send him to another world and will not let him stay in this world to divide the power in the hands of Juanlian Yun.

Are you satisfied with this?"

"Satisfied. I'll be even more satisfied if you can unlock my origin form!"

Dialga grinned.

"You, I didn't punish you for dereliction of duty and sealed you away, but you asked me to unseal your origin form.

Knowing that with that little guy around, you can't concentrate on suppressing the river of time, so if nothing goes wrong, I'll just turn a blind eye and let it go.

But if something goes wrong, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"I understand. I have taken care of everything that needs to be taken care of."

Dialga answered seriously.

"That's good, I will go back to sleep.

The next time you wake up, that will be the time for the projection of this world to take revenge, right?"

Arceus' tone was filled with uncertainty.

"Wish you a sweet dream. The child accepted the final will of the God of Harvest. I have to go and see if there is anything wrong."

With that, Dialga flew away.

A voice came from the silent Leibo Mountain:

"Ha~

There is a saying in that world that goes, "When God wants to give a man a great responsibility, he must first make his mind suffer, his muscles and bones tired, and his body hungry..."

This is how gods are born, no matter which method is used.

You are planning for him, but I am also planning for him."