"Ka-kaah~"
Gengar waved at the "Prison Bottle" again.
Co on, give a little more~
Hoopa Unbound: "..."
"Ka-kaah?"
Gengar looked up and down at the "Prison Bottle" that showed no further reaction, scratching its head.
That’s it?
Hoopa Unbound: "..."
Barza stared blankly at this scene, feeling that... so things had exceeded his understanding.
He himself had been deeply affected by Hoopa Unbound’s "Shadow" power and nearly made a grave mistake. He had also witnessed with his own eyes the strange power of Hoopa Unbound’s "Shadow" trying to corrupt Teacher Johan’s Gengar, but the result...
Gengar had eaten Hoopa Unbound’s "Shadow" power?
Was this thing... edible?
Gengar seed unsatisfied and reached out to gently tap on the "Prison Bottle."
Tap tap—
"Ka-kaah?"
Hey hey~ Anyone ho? Anyone ho? Ghost paying a visit~
However, the "Prison Bottle" acted as if nothing was sealed inside, showing no movent at all, making Barza’s heart race.
Johan couldn’t watch anymore and quickly spoke up: "Gengar, that’s enough."
If this continued, what if they accidentally broke the "Prison Bottle"?
With the "Prison Bottle" containing it, the Hoopa Unbound "Shadow" inside was being so "well-behaved." If it actually escaped...
"Ka-kaah..."
Gengar put its hands on its hips, frustrated but helpless, and floated back to Johan’s side.
"Barza, is everything alright?" Johan asked.
"Should, should be fine now." Barza looked at the "well-behaved" "Prison Bottle" and swallowed before saying.
Although the "Prison Bottle" looked sowhat old and decayed, because of Gengar and Teacher Johan’s presence, it seed much more subdued than during his previous visits.
With his heart greatly at ease, Barza breathed a long sigh of relief and once again used the special power of the Valley of Creation people.
"Ti, sky..."
He restored the previously disappeared barrier, and in the dark cave, the "Prison Bottle’s" trace disappeared once again.
"Good thing nothing unexpected happened." Johan also felt slightly relieved.
He had previously speculated whether there might be various accidents like the "Prison Bottle" suddenly breaking, Barza being influenced by the "Prison Bottle" on the spot, or Hoopa Unbound’s "Shadow" forcibly breaking free.
Now it seed he had completely overthought it.
"It’s not like I really cause problems everywhere I go..." Johan felt he could remove the title of "Pokémon world’s Grim Reaper."
"Let’s go back, Teacher Johan." Barza said.
The two returned along the original path.
However, during the return journey, Barza’s expression remained serious, making Johan sowhat curiously ask:
"Is sothing troubling you, Barza?"
Kneeling on Braviary’s back, Barza smiled sowhat embarrassedly when he heard this:
"Although the seal still holds, great-grandfather’s ’Prison Bottle’ probably can’t contain the ’Shadow’ much longer."
"Hm?"
Barza explained:
"Hoopa Unbound’s ’Shadow’ power cos from humanity’s endless desires. Over a hundred years... human population growth has far exceeded great-grandfather’s expectations, so..."
"So the ’Shadow’s’ power is much stronger than a hundred years ago? Perhaps after so more ti, it could forcibly break free from the ’Prison Bottle’s’ constraints?" Johan finished.
Barza nodded.
"Additionally, as Teacher Johan saw, the ’Prison Bottle’ has severely decayed after a hundred years of ’Shadow’ erosion. No one knows how much longer it can hold."
Until Ash arrives?
"Actually, when my great-grandfather sealed Hoopa’s power a hundred years ago, it was with the intention of having Hoopa understand the aning of ’punishnt,’ and he was prepared to return its power to it. But..."
Obviously, little Hoopa still hadn’t fully understood the aning of "punishnt."
Then Barza revealed his thoughts.
"I want to create a new ’Prison Bottle’ to reinforce the ’Shadow’s’ seal. When Hoopa feels ready, we’ll return its power to it."
Johan supported Barza’s idea.
Reinforcing the seal couldn’t be better.
"If you need for anything, you can find anyti." Johan said.
Hearing this, Barza was overjoyed—this was exactly what he’d been waiting for Teacher Johan to say.
From what had happened at the seal location, it wasn’t hard to see that he alone, even with his sister ray, probably couldn’t withstand the "Shadow" power’s erosion. But if Teacher Johan and his Pokémon were there...
Barza glanced at the leisurely Gengar and nodded: "Thank you."
At the sa ti.
Kalos region, in a secret underground base, Team Flare researchers in orange suits and orange sunglasses bustled about.
"Lord Xerosic."
"Executive Xerosic."
"..."
A corpulent Team Flare executive quickly walked through the corridor, with Team Flare mbers bowing respectfully wherever he passed.
This was precisely Xerosic, one of Team Flare’s five highest executives, and also the only male among the five researchers who originally followed Team Flare leader Lysandre.
He hurried to the deepest part of the base, to the office of Team Flare leader and Lysandre Labs representative Lysandre.
The spacious office was filled with various research devices and equipnt.
Behind the desk was an entire wall of floor-to-ceiling windows.
Beyond the windows was a massive device that looked quite ancient yet filled with tallic atmosphere, with many Team Flare researchers busy working there.
Lysandre sat in his chair, silently watching everything while gently stroking the Pyroar lying beside him.
"Representative." Xerosic called respectfully.
Hearing this, Lysandre turned around.
"We’ve detected extrely strong ’desire’ fluctuations!" Xerosic said, suppressing his inner excitent.
"Oh?"
Lysandre took the report Xerosic handed over, and after briefly scanning it, raised an eyebrow, looking very surprised.
Once upon a ti, he too had lofty ideals and a kind heart. Lysandre Labs was dedicated to helping those poor and struggling ordinary people.
But his selfless giving didn’t earn much gratitude. Instead, because of his constant giving, those who received his help beca full of desires, considering help as their due, even actively demanding so-called "assistance."
Additionally, as resources beca abundant and life gradually prosperous, he witnessed more disputes and fighting, seeing humanity’s limitless desires.
Ti and again...
The helplessness and confusion in Lysandre’s heart accumulated, ultimately creating today’s Team Flare and today’s Team Flare leader Lysandre.
So regarding "human desires," Lysandre Labs hadn’t been without research initially, but this thing from humanity’s deepest inner depths really couldn’t be erased through technology alone.
This was why Lysandre conceived the idea of reducing life’s quantity to preserve this beautiful world.
"Where?" Lysandre put down the docunt and asked.
"In the great desert, should be outside Dahara City, a place called... Valley of Creation." Xerosic said.
Tap, tap, tap—
Lysandre’s fingers lightly tapped the desktop.
anwhile, Xerosic continued: "According to my investigation and understanding, it might be related to a powerful legendary Pokémon called ’Hoopa.’"
Then Xerosic briefly recounted the legends about Dahara City and information he’d obtained through special channels.
Team Flare’s five top researchers, the five highest executives, each had different areas of responsibility.
What Xerosic was responsible for was investigating, understanding, and searching for those powerful, legendary Pokémon.
For example, the little-known "God of Order" Zygarde, the volcanic beast Heatran, and... Hoopa the Djinn!
"Hoopa..." Lysandre’s eyes flashed with light.
There was actually a powerful Pokémon that used human desires as its power base?
As the head of a massive evil organization, Lysandre was quite decisive. After learning about Hoopa from Xerosic, he imdiately made a decision.
"Since humans are driven by desires, let them taste what it’s like when desires backfire!"
"Yes!"
Valley of Creation.
"Can’t catch Hoopa~"
Little Hoopa dodged left and right in the air, looking smugly pleased as it made faces.
"Sni~"
Snivy disdainfully pursed its lips. A vine shot out from its body and, with lightning speed, wrapped around little Hoopa before it could react.
Suddenly bound by the vine, little Hoopa looked confused.
But it quickly reacted and called out:
"You’re cheating! That doesn’t count!"
The vine retracted.
Snivy crossed its arms behind its back, walking on the field ridge with one vine holding a Grass Knot TM for browsing while another vine waved in the air, teasing little Hoopa.
"Can’t catch, can’t catch Hoopa~"
Little Hoopa acted as if its wounds had healed and it had forgotten the pain, still showing off in the air. Snivy was unusually patient, occasionally catching it once but mostly just playing with Hoopa.
"That’s how things are."
Barza briefly told ray about what had happened at the seal location, leaving ray stunned.
She couldn’t help but look at Teacher Johan, who was making a phone call nearby, feeling much more confident.
"So I plan to create a new ’Prison Bottle.’" Barza said.
"But brother, do you know how?" ray asked.
Barza smiled. "Great-grandfather’s books must have records about this. I’ll stay in the Valley of Creation for a few days, and once I find the thod, I’ll return to Dahara City to try making it at the Desert Tower."
Both Barza and ray were learning from what their great-grandfather had left behind. Barza rembered seeing records about this before—he should be able to find them if he looked.
"While Teacher Johan is still here." He added.
Thinking of Teacher Johan’s presence, ray nodded in support.
On the other side.
"The signal isn’t very good..." Johan said sowhat helplessly.
"Devon is already working on it, but it seems... much more difficult than imagined." Cynthia’s voice ca through the phone.
"No, it’s not just your signal problem, but also mine."
Johan looked around.
The Valley of Creation still maintained a farming-like lifestyle, and being in a valley basin, signals weren’t easy to transmit. Plus, being in the desert...
"Mm..."
After chatting for a while, they ended the call.
Johan learned so news from Cynthia.
Originally, Dahara City had invited Elite Four Bertha from the Sinnoh region, because as a Ground-type Elite Four mber, Bertha had once visited Dahara City for research. But she’d been busy recently, so she passed this "task" to Flint.
"That dog still bragged to ." Johan gritted his teeth—so he’d also "picked up" work.
Far away in Dahara City, Flint, who was selecting outfits under the mayor’s arrangent, sneezed.
But after "cursing" Flint, Johan dialed a number he hadn’t called in a long ti.
"It’s ."
Soon, that familiar, magnetically steady voice ca through the phone.
Team Rocket leader, Boss Giovanni!
Since helping Giovanni find his son Silver, Johan hadn’t called him much. Not that he didn’t want to maintain the relationship, but... cough cough, he should let the father and son think about how to maintain their relationship.
However, Team Rocket really had nothing to say about wages. As a "consultant," Johan’s salary arrived on ti every month.
And benefits weren’t lacking either—his salary had even increased considerably.
In the entire Pokémon world, few organizations could surpass Team Rocket in benefits.
"Boss Giovanni, there’s a new ’job’—are you interested?"
"Let’s hear it." Giovanni said with interest.
"Infrastructure."
Hearing this, Giovanni frowned and paused his hand stroking Persian.
Honestly, infrastructure wasn’t very profitable. Of course, if you wanted to make money, there were ways...
But for current Team Rocket, profitability was secondary—how to transform was key.
However, to do infrastructure, you first needed strong enough connections within the League, and second, you needed qualifications to compete with others.
Having strong enough connections within the League... that was manageable. Giovanni had ways, especially in the Kanto region.
As for qualifications to compete with others...
Obviously, neither Team Rocket nor Silph Co. could possibly compare to Devon, which started with construction.
Devon was the true "construction madman."
Almost every region and corner of the Pokémon world had Devon Corporation’s buildings and construction teams.
Calling them unrivaled in the entire Pokémon world wouldn’t be excessive.
However, Giovanni didn’t raise objections but prepared to hear what Johan would say next—he didn’t think Johan was unaware of these things.
And Johan quickly revealed his true thoughts.
"Infrastructure projects in dangerous areas, and not just infrastructure."
"Hm?"
Giovanni paused. "Dangerous areas?"
"Right, like... Mt. Coronet, Mt. Chimney, Dahara City’s great desert, Unova’s desert, Crown Tundra, and such..."
These areas belonged to relatively dangerous regions.
Of course, there were still many trainers who brought their Pokémon into them for adventures, but because infrastructure was poor, sotis when signals were bad, it was difficult to get tily rescue.
While Devon’s construction teams were spread throughout the Pokémon world, those were construction teams that didn’t have much combat power themselves. Team Rocket was different—you could call any random mber a combatant.
These areas were difficult to develop not because various construction teams lacked technical skills, but more because when facing dangerous, fierce wild Pokémon, they couldn’t truly begin construction.
Team Rocket’s strength could perfectly fill this gap.
This way.
Team Rocket mbers would have work, preventing them from thinking about destructive mischief, while also satisfying so people’s "needs" for battle.
More importantly.
This kind of infrastructure developnt, building closer relationships with the League, was much more thorough than transforming into so entertainnt company.
After hearing Johan’s explanation, Boss Giovanni would be lying if he said he wasn’t tempted.
Others might worry about danger and trouble, but Team Rocket feared this so-called danger least.
Most League trainers weren’t suited to wild environnts, but Team Rocket was perfectly suited.
But Giovanni still couldn’t help laughing and scolding:
"You brat, I see you suggested this because you couldn’t get through to your girlfriend on the phone, right?"
Being seen through by Boss Giovanni imdiately, Johan’s expression beca awkward, but he still said:
"Inspiration cos from life."
If Team Rocket could really transform, it would be good for both the League and Team Rocket.
Johan was happy to promote this.
Giovanni’s hand returned to Persian’s back.
"However, cough cough, your suggestion this ti does have so constructive value."
"Right?" Johan smiled. "Maybe I could even help Boss Giovanni cooperate more deeply with Devon."
Team Rocket providing combat protection, Devon providing technical construction support.
Win-win.
Deep in Johan’s heart, his "infrastructure heart" was already stirring.
With his relationships with Steven, old man Joseph, and his connections in Hoenn and Sinnoh, he didn’t dare say much else, but the Hoenn League and Sinnoh League would give him face.
Even.
Building good relationships with Rayquaza in advance and having Team Rocket and Devon jointly launch satellites to build more stable networks wasn’t impossible.
"Cough cough, where are you now?" Giovanni coughed twice and asked.
"? Valley of Creation in the Kalos region." Johan said directly, then frowned. "Boss Giovanni, you..."
"It’s nothing, old problem acting up again recently."
Giovanni said dismissively, imdiately making the decision:
"Valley of Creation, right? I know that place. I’ll head over now."
"You’re coming over?"
"Such an important transformation ’project,’ cough cough, as a partner and investor, I should take a look at the site, right?" Giovanni smiled.
"Of course."
The call ended.
Johan held his phone, pursing his lips.
Giovanni’s old problem...
If he rembered correctly, in the Special manga, Giovanni had an incurable disease that could only be cured by finding Celebi.
To so extent.
Giovanni giving up Team Rocket had Silver’s reasons, Red and the League’s reasons, and also this disease’s reasons.
"Haven’t seen Celebi in a long ti..."
"Sni~"
Snivy dropped a "Grass Seed" and called out softly.
The "Grass Seed" visibly sprouted and grew rapidly into a massive vine that spiraled upward.
"So, so amazing..."
Little Hoopa, who had been watching the seed, was almost hit by the rapidly growing vine. After dodging in ti and looking at the vine thicker than itself, its mouth fell open.
Regarding Hoopa’s amazent, Snivy wasn’t impressed—it felt there was no need to use "Grass Seeds" to perform Grass Knot.
Such a simple move—if you couldn’t learn it after seeing it once, there was no point learning moves at all.
It stared at the bare field ridge nearby and slightly channeled its ability.
In the blink of an eye, a much smaller vine quickly grew out.
"This won’t work~" Little Hoopa shook its head.
This ti, Snivy nodded in agreent.
This indeed wouldn’t work—too simple.
But if combined with Leech Seed...
Snivy, showing thoughtful expression, sent out a tiny seed from its body that landed on nearby Tyranitar. Vines quickly sprouted and soon covered Tyranitar’s entire body.
"Bangi?"
Tyranitar looked up blankly from its pile of teorites, glanced at the vines on its body, then at Snivy and little Hoopa in the distance, scratched its head, and continued eating.
"Sni!"
Seeing that the Grass-weak Tyranitar didn’t even bother pulling them off, Snivy imdiately felt... indeed, it still needed practice.
But Grass Knot and Leech Seed could indeed be combined.
Grass Knot could restrain opponents while Leech Seed could absorb energy for self-recovery. Combined, they could make Leech Seed’s binding stronger and allow better use of Grass Knot.
What if... Grassy Terrain and Grass Knot were combined?
Even combining all three moves?
A vine rolled up an energy cube and tossed it into its mouth as it continued studying the TM, learning Ramos’s understanding and experience with Grass Knot.
In the distance, witnessing the entire process, Johan’s mouth twitched.
He sowhat understood why Snivy, despite being a Grass-type that could photosynthesize, still had such high food demands.
This brain...
Wouldn’t energy consumption be massive?
Johan felt sowhat unreal.
Shaking his head.
"Illusion, definitely an illusion from being around Tyranitar too long, creating the false impression that Snivy is overly smart..."
"Hoopa~"
Little Hoopa felt it couldn’t understand Snivy and turned to fly toward Tyranitar.
"Is it tasty~"
"Bangi?"
Want so?
Tyranitar grabbed a coal-ball-like teorite, offering it to little Hoopa.
Little Hoopa looked at the "coal ball" and shook its head repeatedly. "Hoopa won’t eat it, but Hoopa can make lots of these ’coal balls’!"
Coal ball?
Tyranitar looked at the teorite in its hand.
This was a coal ball?
But before it could speak, Hoopa used its power. Golden rings flew out, opening dinsional portals.
Crash—
Large amounts of coal poured out from the dinsional portals.
"Bangi?"
Coal?
How could this compare to its teorites...
"Hoopa!"
At this ti, ray, who had finished talking with brother Barza, turned around and saw this scene, imdiately putting her hands on her hips and calling out angrily.
"!"
Startled by ray’s shout, Hoopa jolted.
"Hoopa." Johan, picking up a piece of coal from the ground, also called out.
Seeing Johan’s action, Hoopa raised its head proudly and imdiately said cheerfully:
"Hoopa is amazing, right? Hoopa is the most amazing!"
"It really is coal..." Johan shook his head.
Not like Tyranitar disliking coal compared to teorites, but feeling...
With such power, no wonder it would beco arrogant, proud, and do whatever it wanted.
Want to eat sothing? Use power to open dinsional portals to get it. Want to use sothing? Also use dinsional portals to get it. Even want an opponent? Also get one through dinsional portals.
Who would still work hard?
Who would still want to strive?
With such abilities, Johan was amazed Hoopa had taken so long to beco arrogant.
If he had such abilities... hmph, he’d rebel in minutes and crown himself king.
Though very envious, cough, Johan still said "reluctantly":
"Hoopa, you want to gain ’achievent’ from Tyranitar, right?"
"Achievent? Hoopa?" Little Hoopa looked confused.
Getting things easily was fine once or twice, but doing it too often would inevitably beco boring and aningless.
Ask anyone—if soone could casually pick up a hundred million, who would care about its aning? It would just be a long string of numbers.
Therefore, Hoopa needed to gain so-called "achievent" through others’ amazent, praise, and shock.
This was what Hoopa Unbound had initially done.
Later, under human instigation, it gained another kind of "achievent" from battling Pokémon.
Over ti, it gradually lost itself.
"Do you know what this is?" Johan took a teorite from Tyranitar’s "food bowl" and asked.
"Hoopa knows, it’s a coal ball!"
"No, this is a teorite."
"teorite?" Hoopa paused but quickly said: "Hoopa will make teorites appear! Hoopa is the most amazing!"
But Johan ignored it and asked:
"Do you know how we got these teorites?"
Perhaps because Johan’s voice was too magnetic, or perhaps because Johan’s aura was quietly soothing Hoopa’s emotions, it couldn’t help asking:
"How did you get them?"
Johan smiled slightly. "We rode Rayquaza to space, facing a teorite that could destroy the entire Pokémon world, and pierced it with one strike! Then..."
He then recounted bit by bit how they had obtained the teorites.
Hoopa listened fascinated, even clinging to Johan and asking "then what, then what?"
Nearby, ray watched the person and Pokémon huddled together, and for so reason, she once again saw her great-grandfather’s shadow in Teacher Johan.
No, great-grandfather perhaps didn’t have as good a relationship with Hoopa as Teacher Johan, nor could he explain things so thoroughly.
ray had already heard Johan’s aning from his words.
He wanted to tell Hoopa that what truly made one proud wasn’t how much you obtained or how valuable those things were, but the process of obtaining them.
What Hoopa lacked was precisely this process.
"Like the donuts you love eating—do you know how they’re made?" Johan’s topic shifted again.
"How are they made~"
Hoopa scratched its head but quickly brightened: "Hoopa can make them appear directly, Hoopa is amazing!"
ray beca agitated and was about to speak when she heard Johan’s warm voice again.
"What if you couldn’t use your golden rings to make them appear?"
"Hoopa, Hoopa, Hoopa doesn’t know..." Little Hoopa hung its head.
"I’ll teach you?" Johan smiled.
"If it’s Hoopa, you’d definitely learn imdiately, right? Then you could make donuts for ray and Barza yourself."
Hearing this, Hoopa’s eyes lit up.
"Good! Hoopa wants to learn!"
"Very good, this kind of Hoopa is the most amazing." Johan patted little Hoopa’s head. "Then let’s start with buying wheat."
"Buying wheat?" Hoopa paused.
Let’s do it.
Then Johan took Hoopa to find an old farr in the Valley of Creation full of farmland, wanting to buy so ripe wheat to grind flour.
But Hoopa had no money, and Johan obviously didn’t want to pay.
So Johan proposed exchanging help with farm work for wheat.
Sweat.
Shedding sweat, tilling farmland, Hoopa worked with Johan using large and small hoes made by Tinkaton, helping the old man till fields until evening in exchange for so plump wheat.
"So tired, Hoopa..." Little Hoopa wiped its forehead, complaining of tiredness.
You’re a Pokémon and I’m not even tired but you’re complaining—Johan felt he had the constitution of a "natural workhorse saint."
But he still said: "Look at this golden wheat that Hoopa earned with its own hands."
"Right..." Hoopa imitated Johan, reaching into the bag to grab a handful, its eyes glowing slightly.
Next.
Grinding, kneading, fernting...
"Little Jo beca a big cat~"
During the process, little Hoopa mischievously sared Johan’s face and giggled.
Johan naturally didn’t spoil it, slapping its face in return. "Haha—Old Hoopa!"
"an Little Jo~"
After playing around, they got to the actual making process.
Little Hoopa was obviously a first-tir—besides the shape, almost everything was wrong, but...
At this stage, little Hoopa had begun anticipating the results, staring at the working oven Rotom with sparkling eyes.
"Ding! Task complete, Roto!"
When oven Rotom opened and steaming white fragrant steam poured out, little Hoopa took a deep breath intoxicatedly, eyes twinkling:
"Slls so good~"
A whole tray of donuts erged, decorated with cream, berries, chocolate...
Gulp—
Little Hoopa swallowed and, not caring about the heat, grabbed one to stuff in its mouth, but before biting, it stopped.
It hurried to ray’s side, saying proudly:
"ray, try it quickly! Hoopa made donuts, Hoopa is amazing!"
ray looked complex, watching proud little Hoopa with shifting eyes. She took it without minding the heat, bit down, and praised without reservation:
"Mm! Hoopa is amazing! Hoopa’s donuts are the best I’ve ever eaten! Hoopa is so amazing..."
Tired after working all day, Hoopa felt as if its whole body was filled with inexhaustible strength upon hearing these words. With its little head held high, it distributed them to Barza, Gengar, Tyranitar, Snivy, and all the other Pokémon.
The little ones were very supportive, praising little Hoopa after receiving theirs, making the little thing’s tail nearly reach the sky.
But after distributing them all, only one donut remained. Little Hoopa looked at Johan, then without hesitation broke it in half for him.
"Here, Little Jo, let’s eat together~"
Little Hoopa felt for the first ti an achievent completely different from using golden ring dinsional portals—this feeling of being tired yet warm all over was truly intoxicating.
"Thank you." Johan smiled and took it, biting down. "Mm, really delicious! Hoopa could be a pastry chef at my café~"
"Hehe~"
Little Hoopa also bit down, its face glowing with happiness and satisfaction.
"This is the best donut Hoopa has ever eaten!"
Honestly.
These hastily made donuts tasted average.
But their added value made them the world’s only donuts, which to Hoopa were naturally the most delicious.
"Hoopa will make donuts for everyone every day!" Little Hoopa declared earnestly.
Watching laughing Hoopa with Teacher Johan, ray, and all the Pokémon, Barza also smiled.
"Perhaps this is what great-grandfather ant by the aning of ’punishnt.’"
Making Hoopa understand things don’t co easily, making it understand the importance of "process"...
This was probably why Hoopa’s golden rings could obtain anything but it couldn’t pass through them itself.
Destinations were important, but the scenery and experiences along the way were what made destinations more aningful and morable...
Barza felt sincere admiration.
Was this the ability of "Arceus’s ssenger," "mind master" Teacher Johan?
Everything he did seed ordinary, but each had trendous impact on Hoopa.
At this mont, he felt... perhaps Hoopa really had the possibility of completely mastering Hoopa Unbound’s "Shadow" power.
Indeed.
After sharing donuts, when Hoopa played with Johan and his Pokémon again, although it would instinctively think of using golden rings, current Hoopa would hesitate and think when using its golden ring abilities.
Completely changing Hoopa’s thoughts and habits couldn’t be done in one attempt.
But making it hesitate and think was a very good beginning.
Night fell.
Valley of Creation, ray and the others’ ho.
Little Hoopa lay on Dragonite’s belly sleeping soundly, murmuring:
"So Hoopa can beco even more amazing~zzZ"
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