Pokémon the Movie: The Journey of a Slate

The crescent moon hanging in the night sky, dotted with twinkling stars, makes the night not seem so monotonous.

The huge cruise ship on the sea was still sailing slowly. It did not need to go very fast for the purpose of enjoying the scenery.

As for why Yaxuan booked tickets for such a sightseeing boat... it was of course because he felt that Aislo and Mary were under a lot of pressure in Yuanzhi Town, and it was a good opportunity for them to relax while there was nothing to do during this period of time.

The beautiful night was quiet and peaceful, just like Eslo's room. At this moment in the exquisitely decorated room, the black-haired boy silently opened his calm eyes, and carefully reached out to move away the foot of Shemina who had turned over and kicked him in the face.

Speaking of which, ever since sleeping with these little guys, Aislo always seems to be awakened in the middle of the night by something, such as the unintentional leakage of electricity by Morube, the paralyzing toxin mixed in the sweat of Moon Eevee, and now, Shemi, whose sleeping posture is not very graceful.

Ever since this little fellow turned a wasteland in Garden Town back into a sea of ​​flowers, he has fallen into a deep sleep due to excessive consumption, and has not woken up until now. Therefore, Aislo and Mary decided to take him with them first. As for the Gracitia flower found in Garden Town before, it would not be too late to give it to him after Shemi wakes up.

Looking back now, perhaps the sudden prosperity of the barren Garden Town 500 years ago may also be due to Xie Mi's contribution. After all, in the chaotic space and time, it is not impossible for the seed flash to affect the past timeline.

As he was thinking, Aislo glanced at the beautiful flowers in the vase not far away. The boy couldn't help but sigh at their strong vitality. Even without counting the two or three days they spent in the turbulence of time and space, it has been a while since they were picked, but there is still no sign of withering. Instead, they bloomed even more brilliantly.

"Huh, huh..."

A soft snoring sound was heard, but it was not made by Shaymi. Although the little hedgehog's sleeping posture was not very pretty, his sound was indeed very soft.

"Mobei~" Morubeko uttered unconsciously in his sleep, with some saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth. It seemed that he was having a sweet dream.

"The quilt was kicked away again..." Aislo helplessly covered the little hamster with a thin quilt. After all, summer was gradually coming to an end and the weather was still a little cooler.

After finishing everything, Aislo ruffled his messy hair while staring at the unfamiliar ceiling with lifeless eyes, looking very energetic.

That's right. As a former stone slab, it can now barely be called a strange Pokémon, and it is also a wave messenger. Unless there are special circumstances, it is difficult for Eslo to feel tired just by doing daily chores, so naturally he doesn't need to sleep too long.

As for why Aislo always slept when he had nothing to do before...

Because it feels good.

This was the boy’s only answer. The feeling of leaving everything behind when falling asleep was really comfortable.

Let's get back to the topic. It is now late at night and everyone is asleep. The thoughts in people's minds are extremely complicated and ever-changing, and it is difficult for them to connect with each other.

"I don't know how Yalu and the others are doing now..."

Eslo still couldn't let it go. He still couldn't forget the generous looks of Al and Pikachu "going to die". The missing man and elf also made him extremely troubled.

[Yveltal, do you think the past can't be changed?] Aislo used the waveguide to raise a silent question.

[The past is the past. It will only appear after it is determined. The so-called changing of the past in those hot-blooded comics is just walking in the inevitable fate.] Yveltal's voice was lazy, [Just like Arceus in our previous world, that is, your father, He wanted to destroy the universe with endless anger, and as a result, we can also see that the universe was broken into countless pieces. There was no visitor from the future to stop it... They couldn't even exist.]

[Is this a time-space paradox?] Eslo fell silent. Since the universe was destroyed in the past, how can there be a future? Then who are the people from the future? The past is fixed and cannot be modified. The way it appears to us is its final form.

[Well, it’s better not to touch time and space as much as possible.] Yveltal said in a condescending manner.

[Okay...] Not paying attention to Yveltal's voice which was a little funny because of some traces of performance, just as Eslo was about to end the conversation, a bright colorful light suddenly lit up somewhere in his backpack.

At the same time, Darkrai, who was leaning against the wall with his arms folded and his eyes closed, opened his eyes, turned his head and stared coldly out the window.

A strange black light flashed in the distant sky, as if it was frightened by something. Due to the cover of night, it would be difficult to see if you didn't pay close attention.

"What is that?" Eslo asked Darkrai quietly.

[My fellow tribesman.] Seeing the other party go away, Darkrai also retracted his gaze, [He should be the one that you said often moves around in Sinnoh.]

[You guessed it right, and Cresselia is also heading here.] The Flower Rock Monster also popped up at this time, showing its presence.

The next second after she finished speaking, a dreamy halo appeared outside the window, accompanied by brilliant starlight, and a beautiful figure appeared out of thin air in mid-air.

Seeing this, Aislo hurriedly got up and opened the window. Looking at the long-lost figure, he also smiled from the bottom of his heart, "Aunt Cresselia!"

The boy waved.

[What's aunt? Call me sister.] The gentle and elegant female voice was slightly playful at this time. Cresselia slowly lowered her height and came to the window. She looked at Eslo lovingly, [How is it, little Luoluo, are those few crescent feathers enough? Sister just woke up not long ago, do you want me to give you a few more?]

The Crescent Feather is a good thing, not to mention that it has been specially blessed with power by Cresselia. It can dispel nightmares as well as all illusions, so that the carrier will not be troubled. It even contains several of Cresselia's moves, although most of them are for healing.

"That's enough, Sister Cresselia." Eslo changed his tone obediently. Although similar conversations had been played out countless times in the Crown Forest, he did not feel bored at all.

[Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are really shameless, Cresselia, we are already old, why are you still pretending here?] The teasing voice of the Gengar grandmother sounded, mixed with helplessness towards her old friend.

[Heh, so what? You're still fiddling with those marbles, but I can't... Old Gengar, how did you become like this?] Cresselia's sophistry suddenly stopped, and she looked at the flower rock monster in disbelief.

[New body, new life, how is it?] Gengar's grandmother smiled, with a sinister aura.

After a brief silence, Cresselia let out a long sigh, "Well, at least I'm still alive."

She felt fortunate for her old friend, fortunate that the other party's soul did not really go to the underworld, and she did not want to lose this close friend whom she had known for a thousand years.

Unlike Grandma Gengar, the longer Cresselia lives, the more things she can't let go of.

[Let’s not talk about this for now. Darkrai ran over there, probably back to Crescent Island. You can go back and check later.] As Granny Gengar said this, she suddenly approached, pulled Cresselia aside, and whispered something.

【…】

[What, Xiao Luoluo has a girlfriend?! ]

【…】

[Imrido's blessing? That little girl is really lucky. ]

【…】

[Okay, I understand. This is for you.]

The exchange was brief. Cresselia looked at Eslo with a weird smile and said, "Come to Full Moon Island when you have time," before leaving.