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he knowes pokemon more than i know _Chapter_371_en
Chapter 371
Chapter 367: Legend, the Hero and Greninja
2024-05-15 Author: Samsung Charmander
An old man and a young one met at the massage parlor.
"Young Ash, this isn't the sort of place a young man like you can handle."
At this, President Goodshow couldn't help but blush. He patted Ash's shoulder and gave an awkward smile.
Meeting a member of the younger generation in a place like this was indeed a bit awkward, but he had heard that the top-tier technician with the power of a deity had come recently. It was an opportunity not to be missed; who knew when the next chance would be? That's why he had taken time out of his busy schedule to come and enjoy himself.
What surprised Ash even more, however, was that President Goodshow actually knew who he was.
He had done his research. In the current Kanto League, Champion Lance was at the apex in terms of combat strength, while in non-combat matters, the one at the top was President Goodshow. Even within the worldwide Pokémon League, he was an absolute high-ranking figure.
It was said that in his youth, he had also been a powerful and influential Trainer. To be called by name by such a person made Ash feel quite excited.
"Heh heh, of course I know your name."
President Goodshow patted Ash's shoulder again, his eyes smiling as he exuded a rich sense of affability.
The warning from Moltres and his identity as a native of Pallet Town both forced him to pay attention to Ash.
Of course, he would have known Ash's name even if he were just a random person. President Goodshow had watched all the battles, and he always remembered the names of Trainers who fought spectacularly.
Thinking of the battles, President Goodshow suddenly recalled something. He turned his gaze to Ash and couldn't help but ask:
"By the way, yesterday at the Rock Arena, you and your Wartortle... you entered some kind of special state, didn't you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ash's expression immediately turned strange.
This state was named by Brother Red; it was called the Bond Phenomenon. It seemed there was a miraculous power within him that allowed him and his Pokémon to enter this Bond Phenomenon.
If one were to give this power a name...
Bond Power!
Just like Psychic Powers or other special abilities, this was a special ability that Ash possessed.
Of course, Red hadn't told him everything. He could sense that this wasn't the only special ability Ash possessed, but it was the only one he could use at present. Still, this one alone was absurd enough.
He even considered that once he finished creating the deity's shell in the future, he might as well just give it to Ash. Using Ash's body seemed more comfortable, didn't it?
Seeing Ash's strange expression and how he looked like he wanted to say something but was holding back, President Goodshow smiled and waved his hand.
"Everyone has their own little secrets. This is just our first meeting; you don't need to explain your secret to me."
But there was one thing President Goodshow was now certain of: Ash and Wartortle's state yesterday was no coincidence.
It seems it's a power he has tried using before, then?
President Goodshow glanced at his watch. Seeing there was still some time, he pulled Ash to a corner of the room as if he was about to say something. Ash didn't dare to be careless and followed cautiously.
"Actually, this isn't the first time I've heard of this state."
That first sentence alone forced Ash to perk up and listen intently.
"It's a secret I learned back when I was young, traveling in the Kalos Region."
President Goodshow hadn't seen it himself, only heard of it—his choice of words was precise.
"At the time, I was passing through a remote village. It was a Ninja Village with a long history of tradition."
"Ninja?"
Ash was slightly taken aback. He had met a ninja once before.
Koga of Fuchsia City, who had the strength of an Elite Four member, was ultimately taught a lesson by Brother Red's round-faced Pikachu with a single Lightning Qilin.
However, it was said that Koga and his daughter were the last two ninjas in the Kanto Region, and that the ninja traditions were on the verge of dying out.
"Yes, ninjas. It's a village with a long-standing tradition, isolated from the outside world, so all aspects of the ninja way have been perfectly preserved. And in their village, a legend of a hero is passed down."
Ash nodded. He loved listening to these kinds of legends the most.
"Legend has it that several hundred years ago, a great disaster occurred in the Kalos Region. But before that disaster could cause irreversible damage, a hero suddenly appeared—a hero Trainer with a Greninja."
"Greninja?"
It was the first time Ash had heard this Pokémon's name, but based on the name, it sounded like a very cool Pokémon.
"Yes, Greninja. It's one of the starter Pokémon of the Kalos Region, similar to our Blastoise here, I suppose." President Goodshow paused for a moment, then continued:
"According to the legend, when the disaster struck, that hero and his Greninja entered a special state, as if they had merged into one. The movements of the human and the Pokémon were so similar it was as if they were performed by a single person."
Hearing this, Ash's expression had already changed.
President Goodshow continued speaking, secretly focusing his gaze on the boy's face.
"In this state, not only was their power multiplied, but that Greninja even erupted with a violent water stream tornado. Its very appearance and condition changed, and it even unleashed a golden ultimate move. With its terrifying power, it successfully eliminated the disaster completely."
Upon hearing this, Ash's face changed drastically.
Except for his Wartortle, which retained its dopey appearance, the rest of the description was an exact match for what he had experienced.
This was also what President Goodshow found so hard to believe. If it were just a legend, that would be one thing—after all, every region has its own legends, nothing to be too concerned about.
But the details described in this legend were almost all confirmed in this youth. This was a fact that forced one into deep and terrifying contemplation.
"In the end, that hero and his special Greninja vanished into thin air, just as they had appeared. It was a fleeting moment, with no record of his identity or origins. It was all very mysterious. No one knows who that hero was."
Even that ninja tribe only passed down this legend. As for who the hero was, or what he looked like, they didn't know. It was as if that part of the record had been erased from existence by someone.
It was a very peculiar sensation in his memory.
President Goodshow clearly remembered that the mural of the hero he had seen back then, while lacking specific features, had one particularly distinct characteristic. But whenever he tried to think deeply about what that characteristic was, all that remained in his mind was a blurry afterimage, as if something was intentionally trying to cover up that memory.
No matter how much he pondered it now, he felt he was just one step away from the answer, yet he ultimately couldn't recall the appearance of the afterimage. President Goodshow could only give a helpless, bitter smile.
"It seems I've reached the age of senility, heh heh."
(end of chapter)
2024-05-15 Author: Samsung Charmander
An old man and a young one met at the massage parlor.
"Young Ash, this isn't the sort of place a young man like you can handle."
At this, President Goodshow couldn't help but blush. He patted Ash's shoulder and gave an awkward smile.
Meeting a member of the younger generation in a place like this was indeed a bit awkward, but he had heard that the top-tier technician with the power of a deity had come recently. It was an opportunity not to be missed; who knew when the next chance would be? That's why he had taken time out of his busy schedule to come and enjoy himself.
What surprised Ash even more, however, was that President Goodshow actually knew who he was.
He had done his research. In the current Kanto League, Champion Lance was at the apex in terms of combat strength, while in non-combat matters, the one at the top was President Goodshow. Even within the worldwide Pokémon League, he was an absolute high-ranking figure.
It was said that in his youth, he had also been a powerful and influential Trainer. To be called by name by such a person made Ash feel quite excited.
"Heh heh, of course I know your name."
President Goodshow patted Ash's shoulder again, his eyes smiling as he exuded a rich sense of affability.
The warning from Moltres and his identity as a native of Pallet Town both forced him to pay attention to Ash.
Of course, he would have known Ash's name even if he were just a random person. President Goodshow had watched all the battles, and he always remembered the names of Trainers who fought spectacularly.
Thinking of the battles, President Goodshow suddenly recalled something. He turned his gaze to Ash and couldn't help but ask:
"By the way, yesterday at the Rock Arena, you and your Wartortle... you entered some kind of special state, didn't you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ash's expression immediately turned strange.
This state was named by Brother Red; it was called the Bond Phenomenon. It seemed there was a miraculous power within him that allowed him and his Pokémon to enter this Bond Phenomenon.
If one were to give this power a name...
Bond Power!
Just like Psychic Powers or other special abilities, this was a special ability that Ash possessed.
Of course, Red hadn't told him everything. He could sense that this wasn't the only special ability Ash possessed, but it was the only one he could use at present. Still, this one alone was absurd enough.
He even considered that once he finished creating the deity's shell in the future, he might as well just give it to Ash. Using Ash's body seemed more comfortable, didn't it?
Seeing Ash's strange expression and how he looked like he wanted to say something but was holding back, President Goodshow smiled and waved his hand.
"Everyone has their own little secrets. This is just our first meeting; you don't need to explain your secret to me."
But there was one thing President Goodshow was now certain of: Ash and Wartortle's state yesterday was no coincidence.
It seems it's a power he has tried using before, then?
President Goodshow glanced at his watch. Seeing there was still some time, he pulled Ash to a corner of the room as if he was about to say something. Ash didn't dare to be careless and followed cautiously.
"Actually, this isn't the first time I've heard of this state."
That first sentence alone forced Ash to perk up and listen intently.
"It's a secret I learned back when I was young, traveling in the Kalos Region."
President Goodshow hadn't seen it himself, only heard of it—his choice of words was precise.
"At the time, I was passing through a remote village. It was a Ninja Village with a long history of tradition."
"Ninja?"
Ash was slightly taken aback. He had met a ninja once before.
Koga of Fuchsia City, who had the strength of an Elite Four member, was ultimately taught a lesson by Brother Red's round-faced Pikachu with a single Lightning Qilin.
However, it was said that Koga and his daughter were the last two ninjas in the Kanto Region, and that the ninja traditions were on the verge of dying out.
"Yes, ninjas. It's a village with a long-standing tradition, isolated from the outside world, so all aspects of the ninja way have been perfectly preserved. And in their village, a legend of a hero is passed down."
Ash nodded. He loved listening to these kinds of legends the most.
"Legend has it that several hundred years ago, a great disaster occurred in the Kalos Region. But before that disaster could cause irreversible damage, a hero suddenly appeared—a hero Trainer with a Greninja."
"Greninja?"
It was the first time Ash had heard this Pokémon's name, but based on the name, it sounded like a very cool Pokémon.
"Yes, Greninja. It's one of the starter Pokémon of the Kalos Region, similar to our Blastoise here, I suppose." President Goodshow paused for a moment, then continued:
"According to the legend, when the disaster struck, that hero and his Greninja entered a special state, as if they had merged into one. The movements of the human and the Pokémon were so similar it was as if they were performed by a single person."
Hearing this, Ash's expression had already changed.
President Goodshow continued speaking, secretly focusing his gaze on the boy's face.
"In this state, not only was their power multiplied, but that Greninja even erupted with a violent water stream tornado. Its very appearance and condition changed, and it even unleashed a golden ultimate move. With its terrifying power, it successfully eliminated the disaster completely."
Upon hearing this, Ash's face changed drastically.
Except for his Wartortle, which retained its dopey appearance, the rest of the description was an exact match for what he had experienced.
This was also what President Goodshow found so hard to believe. If it were just a legend, that would be one thing—after all, every region has its own legends, nothing to be too concerned about.
But the details described in this legend were almost all confirmed in this youth. This was a fact that forced one into deep and terrifying contemplation.
"In the end, that hero and his special Greninja vanished into thin air, just as they had appeared. It was a fleeting moment, with no record of his identity or origins. It was all very mysterious. No one knows who that hero was."
Even that ninja tribe only passed down this legend. As for who the hero was, or what he looked like, they didn't know. It was as if that part of the record had been erased from existence by someone.
It was a very peculiar sensation in his memory.
President Goodshow clearly remembered that the mural of the hero he had seen back then, while lacking specific features, had one particularly distinct characteristic. But whenever he tried to think deeply about what that characteristic was, all that remained in his mind was a blurry afterimage, as if something was intentionally trying to cover up that memory.
No matter how much he pondered it now, he felt he was just one step away from the answer, yet he ultimately couldn't recall the appearance of the afterimage. President Goodshow could only give a helpless, bitter smile.
"It seems I've reached the age of senility, heh heh."
(end of chapter)
