After testing, Jirachi’s recent absorption had consud only 1% of the teorite’s energy.
John perford quick calculations.
One percent sustained four days, aning a complete teorite could last 400 days.
More than a year.
"Is two years enough ti to develop cosmic energy separation equipnt?" John asked Erald.
"All I can promise is our best effort," Erald replied with a helpless shrug.
"Please do," John nodded slightly.
At minimum, they’d extended Jirachi’s "lifespan" by over two years. Even if they couldn’t locate more teorites by then, John should be considerably stronger. Obtaining another teorite from Deoxys shouldn’t prove too difficult.
Waving farewell, John returned to his manor via Gardevoir’s Teleport.
Deoxys needed to remain at the laboratory temporarily, its research value extended far beyond cosmic energy applications.
Erald and Saul were particularly interested in Deoxys’s regeneration capabilities.
If humans could master such terrifying self-healing abilities, it would benefit not only people but Pokemon as well. At minimum, disability would beco obsolete, and procedures like organ transplants would beco much more affordable.
After returning ho, John took a thorough bath to relieve several days of accumulated stress, drank a glass of milk, then fell into peaceful sleep.
John had been working intensively due to the Jirachi crisis.
Now that he could finally rest, he slept until the following evening, awakening as sunset painted the sky from his balcony view.
"What a fantastic nap," John stretched comfortably and headed downstairs.
Hariyama should already be preparing dinner by now.
Downstairs, he found Gardevoir and Erald sharing a al. Tonight’s dinner was burgers and fries.
"You finally woke up. I thought I’d need to reschedule your flight," Erald said with amusent.
"What flight?"
"Your trip to Sky Island? Are you still half-asleep?"
"Oh! Right!" John suddenly rembered the World Pokemon Tournant’s official invitation to Sky Island, where he’d accept challenges from other trainers to determine his position among the Master Eight.
He’d been so focused on Jirachi’s situation that he’d completely forgotten.
"When do we depart?"
"Flight at 10:30 PM."
"What ti is it now?"
Erald glanced at her watch. "9:12. One hour eighteen minutes until takeoff. We could still make it if we left now."
"One hour eighteen minutes? Let’s reschedule for tomorrow then." John accepted noodle soup from Hariyama and sat beside Erald, eating eagerly.
"You don’t want to go tonight?" Erald asked.
"Are there matches scheduled for tomorrow?"
"Not necessarily. World Pokemon Tournant officials will arrange competitions after your arrival."
"Then tomorrow it is." John didn’t mind the delay and called to Hariyama, "Please bring so french fries."
Hariyama, still cooking in the kitchen, used Fling without looking back. Enhanced by aura power, the french fries landed in John’s palm like guided missiles.
"Want so?"
"No thanks."
"Burgers without fries reduces the al by half," John shook his head regretfully.
"Fine, I’ll change the itinerary." Erald set down her burger and went to make phone calls.
Flights to Sky Island were extrely exclusive. Only Elite-level trainers or World Pokemon Tournant top-100 ranked competitors could board, making reservations quite complicated.
After dinner, John brought tea to the ga room.
The little ones still occupied their usual spots.
"Wob-buf-fet! (I lost again~!)" Wobbuffet held its head dramatically.
"w w! (Hurry up, it’s my turn~!)"
"Toge-toge-pi! (Great, I can keep playing!)" Togepi cheered triumphantly.
Wobbuffet and Delibird served as left and right guardians while Togepi sat between them. w and Jirachi floated overhead, staring at screens with complete absorption. They didn’t even notice John entering the room.
Watching the little ones play together, John felt genuinely healed from recent stress.
Finding a beanbag chair, John settled down with his Gaboy. They could play their gas while he played his.
On the Gaboy, his character remained in the Sevii Islands region.
John planned to explore south of the Sevii Islands.
Specifically, continuing south from Birth Island where he’d found Deoxys.
If mory served, the Orange Islands lay further south of the Sevii Islands.
Currently, his goal involved defeating champions from ten regions to qualify for the Pokemon Championship Tournant. He wondered whether the Orange League championship counted toward that total.
He flew to Seven Island at the Sevii Islands’ southernmost point, then began surfing from the beach with Max Repel activated to avoid wild Pokemon encounters.
Heading straight south, he passed Birth Island. The sky appeared empty, the dungeon had vanished upon Deoxys’s capture.
Continuing southward...
Unlike the "Darkness Cos" dungeon containing Dark wtwo in the Ferrum region, here another dungeon appeared: "wtwo’s Counterattack."
Since this represented a real Pokemon world, there shouldn’t be map boundaries.
In his previous life’s gas, map edges would appear at this point. But based on his earlier cruise ship journey to the Johto region, John believed a truly Pokemon world existed within his Gaboy.
After controlling his character to walk south for several minutes, John discovered a large island.
"Have I reached the Orange Islands?"
John maneuvered his character around the island, quickly locating a landing spot.
"So this is New Island?" John recalled the island where wtwo was created, the sa place where it cloned Pokemon, destroyed countless trainers, and served as the main battlefield for the "wtwo’s Counterattack" movie.
"So if I’m strong enough, I could actually own two wtwo?"
Just as he approached the shore, a prompt suddenly appeared.
[Yes/No to enter dungeon "wtwo’s Counterattack" (disappears after first completion)]
[Dungeon recomnded entry level: 100]
"Wait! wtwo’s Counterattack!" John’s eyes widened upon seeing the notification.
wtwo’s Counterattack, he rembered this was the title of the wtwo movie and the first film in the Pokemon series.
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