Pokémon: The Journey of Bonds

There was a changeable look on Chouchou Ni's face, as if he was thinking about whether Wu Yao's words were true or false.

Wu Yao once again used his eloquence: "I tried my best to persuade Dust Mountain to reconcile with you, but you didn't appreciate it. I even specially invited the leader of the Staff-tailed Scaled Dragon to come. I would like to ask, don't your stinky mud people want to go home? You must be tired of this feeling of having a home but not being able to go back!"

"Smelly……"

"Smelly……"

The other stinky muds all missed their homesickness.

"For the sake of the Chief of the Staff-tailed Scaled Dragon, we can reconcile with Dust Mountain, but we at least want four-fifths of the land! And the piece with the most garbage. Dust Mountain can only live in the place with the least garbage and the least resources!"

"That garbage dump is only 25 square kilometers in total, a square 50 meters long and 50 meters wide. You want four-fifths, which is almost 20 square kilometers. Do you want to let Dust Mountain and his hundreds of Pokémon squeeze into an area of ​​5 square kilometers?"

"Of course. Although we are outsiders, we have come here with the permission of humans to help the humans here for hundreds of years. This land of the garbage dump is our promised land. Although we stink, we purify the garbage. Those broken bags are not only smelly, but also poisonous. They also like to collect garbage. What's the problem with them crowding in an area of ​​5 square kilometers? They can attack us if they want. Anyway, if I die, my stinky mud people will take revenge on them!"

Wu Yao cursed in his heart: This outsider, Muddy Pokémon, has driven out the indigenous people and has driven away all the Pokémon and the Pokémon Stars. He also wants to drive them to a small piece of land. He does not respect the wishes of the local leader, the Armored Dragon. He is exactly the same as a nomadic nation that established a country in the Middle East. Who knows if he will massacre the Pokémon tribe in the future? If what they said was true and they have indeed made good contributions to the local environment, and they have all mutated, if they are driven back to the birthplace of the Muddy Pokémon, they will definitely attack the local Pokémon and seize their land. After all, they have mutated into evil-type Pokémon. Most of the evil-type Pokémon tribes have bad personalities, with only a small number of tribes and some individuals with kind personalities as exceptions.

Wu Yao and the Armored Dragon looked at each other. The Dragon sighed and said helplessly: "If you don't accept Plan 55, just stay here! Anyway, we are determined to follow Plan 55 of the garbage dump and will never waver!"

After saying this, Wu Yao made a retreat gesture with the hand that was not pinching his nose.

Everyone had no choice but to evacuate.

Wu Yao sighed: "I originally thought that all problems would be solved by asking the clan leader to come out, but he really didn't care about the clan leader's face at all..."

Xinlinbao shouted on Wu Yao's shoulder: "Grandpa, at worst we can just go out and wipe out the Chouni clan!"

The leader of the Staff-tailed Scaled Dragon shouted angrily: "Although we like to fight, we are not Pokémon without Pokémon nature. We cannot massacre other tribes like humans do!"

"Note, it's not humans, it's part of humans," Wu Yao added.

Xinlinbao said "oh" and then lay on Wu Yao's shoulder without saying anything.

"What should we do next? Are we just going to stay in a stalemate with them?" asked the chief of the Staff-tailed Scaled Dragon clan.

"Let's go back to the garbage dump and check the situation..."

"What's going on? Why are there so many people at the garbage dump?"

I saw a group of reporters holding cameras and taking pictures of the garbage dump from a distance, and some people even let drones go in.

"Wow!jangmo-o and flash kommo-o!can I take photos?"

A blonde female reporter looked at Wu Yao in surprise and said.

"Sure, but can you tell me what happened?"

"Landfill unknown luminescence at yesterday nigth and..." She pointed her finger at the ground in the distance.

Wu Yao and others looked in the direction where his finger was pointing, and saw a pale corpse.

"Fuck! The Skeleton Team!" Sun Qing exclaimed loudly.

"Hey, he's from China!" The female reporter was very shocked.

"The people of Hua Country are not only descendants of Long, but also have mysterious land and magical fasting. They can even swallow the glittering rice!"

Wu Yao thought for a long time before he understood what she was talking about and replied: "You seem to have some misunderstanding about our China, and this Heart Scale Treasure is my partner..."

The other party still didn't quite understand, so Wu Yao simply didn't bother to explain and let the misunderstanding continue.

"What's your name, Miss Reporter?"

"Wo called Alice!"

"Ms. Alice, can you take us into the dump?"

"But there are belly buttons inside. Someone just fainted and they are still being rescued!"

"We have ways to deal with the poison gas. And Miss Alice, I think you should speak English or the common language. Your Chinese is really not that good..."

"Sorry, I will communicate with you in the common language..."

"Put on this mask and you'll be immune to the poison gas. If you're worried, take us to a nearby location and we'll go in on our own."

"Is this gas mask imbued with some magical power from your country? But I must go in. There must be big news in there!"

Alice brought Wu Yao and the others to the garbage dump. Wu Yao also gave gas masks to the newly joined Chief of the Staff-tailed Scaled Dragon, Heart Scale Treasure and Alice.

They all entered the garbage dump together and headed towards the road to Dust Mountain again. The garbage dump was now filled with purple poisonous fog. The corpses of the Skeleton Team lying here and there along the way were really shocking. They all died with their eyes open. The Poké Balls would automatically unbind after the owner's death, so there were many Pokémon corpses scattered around. However, Steel and Poison types were not afraid of poison, so some managed to escape. Wu Yao and others saw an Alola Diglett with three hairs on its head running away. It seemed that the previous poisonous fog was too thick and he got lost. Now that the fog had dissipated a little, he finally found the exit.

The group walked all the way to Dust Mountain, who welcomed them warmly.

"You are finally here, come and see what's wrong with this human!" Guzma was now tied up with iron chains by the Broken Bags. The whites of his eyes were gone, leaving only black, and his pupils had turned blood red.