RNP Chapter 640 The Situation in Water Vein City is Even More Serious
Chapter 640 The Situation in Water Vein City is Even More Serious
Chapter 640 The Situation in Water Vein City is Even More Serious
"What...what's wrong with you?"
Seeing that Natsume was completely stunned, Takeran concealed the astonishment in her eyes and shifted her gaze from the ball to the person.
"It's nothing, I just feel like I'm not a normal person."
Natsume shook his head slightly and put away the Darkrai Phantom Crystal Ball in his hand.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Lan's lips twitched.
It's good that you know.
Natsume felt like he wasn't a normal person.
The Rainbow Rockets' Phantom Crystal Ball manufacturing technology represents a major technological breakthrough.
When he thought of this, he didn't feel panic or worry.
Rather, it's... an intense, itchy feeling of wanting to possess this technology.
"Call Officer Jenny and see if the problems in the city have been resolved."
Natsume, recalling the nightmares of being devoured by Darkrai, offered a reminder.
"I'll go inside and check again."
Taking advantage of the gap in Orchid's communication with Officer Jenny, Natsume rushed to the laboratory-like place where Darkrai had been.
After confirming that there was no one here and that it was all unmanned equipment, Natsume activated his telekinesis and began a thorough search.
However, apart from a few packets of expired milk, he found nothing.
"The last time someone came...it was at least a year ago?"
Natsume glanced at the production date on the milk and immediately sensed something was wrong.
He looked around again, trying to see if there were any teleportation devices resembling black dragon scales.
Someone will definitely come and maintain it!
Still nothing.
Even Natsume focused his attention on those automated instruments, but after hacking into the No. 1 AI, he found nothing inside.
"Are you crazy?! This data is just piled up here, and nobody's going to retrieve it?"
Natsume's eyes widened as he began to peruse the experiment records.
Because no one has maintained them for so long, the machines here have developed some problems, and Natsume can only make out some general words.
Soul "Phantom Crystal Ball" Giratina
How is this related to Giratina?
Natsume was stunned for a moment.
Continuing to flip through the pages, all of them were identical error messages about instrument leaks.
The error has been reported for almost a year, and no one has come to resolve it.
At this moment, Natsume realized that this was very likely a test site abandoned by Team Rainbow Rocket.
"Middle-parted hair, want to smell it?"
Natsume sighed and raised his middle-parted hair.
When Natsume realized that even his nose, with its middle part, couldn't smell anything of value, he finally accepted reality.
"never mind...
'
Helpless, he could only find one of the few remaining surveillance cameras, downloaded all the recordings, unplugged the USB drive, and left.
"How is it?"
Once outside, Natsume noticed that Takeran's complexion was unusually poor.
"Something terrible has happened!"
Zhu Lan looked towards the direction of Watervein City not far away and whispered, "Miss Officer Jenny just told me that many people have inexplicably fallen into a deep sleep."
"Furthermore, their mental state is very poor."
As she spoke, Zhu Lan took out a video recorded by Officer Jenny and sent it over: "Look, everyone is sleepwalking, and they're sleepwalking in their own nightmares!"
Natsume took the phone from Takeran and opened the video.
The footage is shaky, and the person filming is clearly moving violently.
The camera pans across the streets of Watervein City, revealing a chilling scene.
The citizens and Pokémon, who should have been asleep or struggling with nightmares, were now all running, climbing, and jumping around the streets with lifeless eyes, as if sleepwalking.
Their faces were contorted with fear and pain, and they uttered unconscious grunts or screams, yet their movements were unusually swift and wild.
Some people climbed the smooth glass curtain wall with their bare hands, some jumped wildly between rooftops, some drove cars recklessly, and Pokémon unleashed various skills, with fire, lightning and water jets shooting wildly through the city.
The feeling was as if some unseen monster was chasing them from behind.
"Pikachu!"
With her hair parted in the middle and her arms crossed, she couldn't help but nod.
Back in the day, when Natsume was chasing after it in his jeep, that was exactly the feeling.
The entire city of Watervein, under the combined influence of nightmares and sleepwalking, has been transformed into a giant parkour scene.
At the end of the video, the camera abruptly pans to the face of the person filming, Officer Jenny, who is now also listless, with a tired expression, incoherently shouting into the camera, "I don't want to work overtime... I don't want perfect attendance..."
The video then abruptly ended.
Natsume calmly touched his nose.
Fortunately, this Miss Joey's nightmare is working overtime.
Zhu Lan's face was extremely grim: "This situation has affected almost the entire city! Water Vein City is now completely paralyzed!"
Natsume turned off the video, his brow furrowed.
Darkrai vanished, but the effects of the nightmares not only failed to subside, but worsened, escalating from "nightmares in sleep" to "sleepwalking nightmares."
This is definitely not normal.
"It seems that the phantom was just a fuse, or an amplifier."
Natsume analyzed the situation calmly.
"The real source of the nightmare, or some more fundamental problem, has not been resolved. The disappearance of the phantom may have disrupted a fragile balance, leading to the current loss of control."
"Going back now will probably be of no use," Zhu Lan said anxiously, looking in the direction of the city.
"There's so little we can do in the face of this massive loss of mental control."
Just then, a flash of inspiration struck Natsume.
"Darkrod!" He looked up abruptly. "That guy slipped away beforehand, with a clear target... He probably wasn't going to find Darkrai, but rather..."
"Creselia!" Zhu Lan understood instantly.
"Dream God, if the existence of that divine Darkrai is real, then the corresponding divine Cresselia is very likely to exist as well."
"Only the power of the God of Dreams can possibly quell this nightmare."
Darkor either already knew of Cresselia's existence, or he used his keen sense of legendary Pokémon to discover a more important target after entering the factory area.
The other party's departure indicates either that they anticipated this situation, or... they had ulterior motives.
"But whatever the possibility, he must have a way or clue to find Cresselia."
Natsume made a quick decision: "We must catch up with him! He's our only hope right now."
He took out his phone, glanced at Dakdo's location, and pointed to a narrower, more secluded side road shrouded in shadow: "This way! Follow me!"
Without further hesitation, the two immediately followed the direction indicated.
As the passage deepened and gradually moved away from the industrial area, it exuded an ancient and mysterious aura.
Some blurry, ancient rune-like engravings began to appear on the rock face, and a faint, calming, and strange fragrance filled the air.
"This place... doesn't feel like part of the factory anymore." Zhu Lan cautiously observed her surroundings.
"Yes, it's more like some kind of forgotten sacrificial site or natural cave."
As Natsume moved quickly forward, he sensed the increasingly clear presence of Darkdo ahead.
Finally, a glimmer of light appeared ahead.
The two rushed out of the passage, and a bright and open space appeared before them.
They had stumbled upon a huge natural cave hidden deep inside the mountain.
There are cracks in the cave ceiling, through which sunlight shines down, but it is as cold as moonlight, illuminating a crystal-clear underground lake in the center.
The lake water shimmered with a faint glow, and on a smooth rock in the center of the lake, they spotted Dakdo's figure.
Dakdo was kneeling on the rock, holding a feather that emitted a soft, seven-colored halo in his hands.
That must be Cresselia's feather.
He closed his eyes and muttered incantations, seemingly performing some ancient ritual, attempting to summon the god of dreams.
Throughout the cave, a powerful yet gentle spiritual fluctuation, tinged with anxiety and unease, permeated the space. This fluctuation was the complete opposite of the nightmare energy raging in the city; it was filled with healing and soothing power, but seemed to be bound by something, unable to be fully released to the outside world.