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This was not a trip, but a precise and efficient tactical deployment.
The private jet did not land at any public airport, but instead parked directly on the private helipad on the top floor of the Carlos Region Trainers Association headquarters.
Amidst a cluster of elegant and retro European-style buildings, this modern association headquarters stands out.
Lin Che stepped out of the plane, greeted by the warm, fragrant air of the Carlos region. He didn't linger in this picturesque area for a moment, heading straight into the association's internal passageway.
The person in charge of reception was a staff member who looked somewhat lazy and was trimming his nails. He glanced at Lin Che and spoke in a flat and formulaic tone.
"For cross-regional adventure registration, please present your Trainer License and a letter of recommendation from the regional league."
Lin Che didn't speak, but simply placed a badge gently on the counter.
It was an emblem made of an unknown metal, entirely silver-white, and engraved with a ferocious dragon coiled around its spine.
The Dragon's Spine.
The staff member's gaze froze the moment he saw the emblem, and the nail clippers in his hand fell to the ground with a "clatter." In a fraction of a second, the laziness and casualness on his face were replaced by shock and awe, and he stood up abruptly, his back straight as a javelin.
"Highest level...instruction."
His voice was dry and trembling slightly.
There were no obstacles in the following process.
All the tedious forms and review procedures were skipped. A cross-regional adventure permit, stamped with the highest authority seal, was respectfully handed to Lin Che in less than three minutes.
He did not linger in the bustling city of Miare.
This fashionable metropolis, centered around a towering central building, was ablaze with neon lights, teeming with people, and filled with the mingled aromas of perfume and coffee. But this glitz and glamour failed to pique Lin Che's interest in the slightest.
His goal was crystal clear from the very beginning.
At the flying mount rental station, a proud male pheasant with magnificent plumage and sharp eyes was led over. This is a flying-type Pokémon unique to the Kalos region, known for its stamina and speed.
Lin Che flipped over and got on top of him without uttering a single unnecessary word.
"Target: Lost Forest, Full Speed Ahead."
The proud pheasant let out a loud cry, flapped its wings, creating a gust of air, and took off.
The exquisite city below rapidly shrinks, becoming a jumbled geometric block of color, eventually disappearing at the horizon.
The wind whistled in my ears.
Lin Che's gaze was fixed on the vast area marked in dark green on the map.
Lost in the forest.
Before setting off, he had already accessed all the top-secret information about this forest in the "Dragon's Spine" internal database.
Public information indicates that it was a primeval forest with extremely chaotic magnetic fields and spatial conditions.
But the accounts in the classified files are far more terrifying than the publicly available information.
[Record Number: A-734]
[Expedition Team: The Trailblazers, the Champions]
[Result: 1.9 lost contact. Last communication record reads "...space is folding! My navigation compass is reversing...help..."]
[Record Number: B-192]
[Explorer: Elite Rank Trainer 'Rhodes']
[Result: Lost contact. Its ace Pokémon, Alakazam, completely lost its life signal thirty-seven seconds after entering the forest area.]
Countless files and countless powerful trainers have vanished without a trace in this forest.
Any modern navigation device, whether it's a magnetic field-based electronic compass or a satellite-linked GPS, will turn into a pile of scrap metal the moment it enters that area.
The interior of the forest is shrouded in a vast, inexplicable natural illusion. You think you're moving forward, but you might actually be going in circles. You think you're climbing, but you might actually be heading towards an abyss.
For the vast majority of people, that place is a forbidden zone for life.
But Lin Che has his greatest advantage on this trip.
He reached out and gently patted Zhixing, who was floating beside him.
The smooth, silvery-white metallic head reflected the cool sunlight from high above. Its cross-shaped, colorful eyes showed no emotion, yet seemed to contain the stars and mysteries of an entire universe.
A problem that modern technology cannot solve.
A labyrinth where space and illusion intertwine.
For this companion from outer space, capable of directly piercing through the surface of space with its eyes, it might not even be a problem.
Lin Che felt no fear, only absolute confidence.
He believed in Zhixing.
Believe in its extraordinary perception of the laws of space, which originates from the depths of its blood.
That will be the only lighthouse that can guide him through this land of death.
The most reliable lighthouse.
Chapter 97 The Sleeping Xerneas! The Gradually Withering Forest!
The proud pheasant's enormous wings stirred up a gust of air as it slowly descended outside the seemingly invisible wall of the Lost Forest.
One step further and you'll reach the chaotic airspace where even the kings of the skies will fall.
Lin Che landed swiftly and cleanly. With a thought, the proud pheasant transformed into a red light and was returned to its Poké Ball.
He raised his head and looked at the ancient woodland before him, which was unusually quiet.
This is the most famous forbidden area in the Carlos region—the Lost Forest.
Lin Che took a step, his body crossing an invisible boundary.
In an instant, a viscous and strange energy field enveloped him, and a slight numbing sensation came over his skin, as if he had been immersed in some kind of highly concentrated energy liquid.
The tactical compass on his wrist began to spin wildly and erratically, like a runaway horse, emitting a series of faint clicking sounds. The screen of his cell phone in his pocket flickered twice, then instantly went blank, turning a deathly gray.
Every giant tree around them looked exactly the same; the texture of the bark, the direction of the branches, and even the shape of the leaves were indistinguishable.
A strong sense of spatial dislocation surged into his brain; no matter which direction he gazed in, the end of his field of vision seemed to be an infinite replication of the same scene.
There is no road here.
Or rather, every path here is a trap that leads back to the same spot.
"Ji-sung, I'm counting on you."
Lin Che's voice was soft, but it was full of absolute trust.
The shimmering cosmic monster, Zhixing, floating beside him, its enormous, colorful eyes, containing the essence of the universe, lit up in the dark forest.
A faint golden light emerged from the depths of its eyes, like two miniature stars.
In its extraordinary spiritual perception, the seemingly normal spatial appearance of the real world is being ruthlessly peeled away layer by layer.
Space is no longer a stable three-dimensional structure.
Countless erroneous paths, woven from illusionary energy and spatial laws, appeared as pale red, distorted lines in its field of vision.
Spatial traps, each capable of causing trouble even for champion-level powerhouses, are scattered like dark voids across this chaotic 19 map.
A cool, pure thought resounded directly in Lin Che's mind, pointing him to the only correct direction, which emitted a faint white light.
"To the left front, at a 37-degree angle, go straight for 120 meters."
"Stop. Wait for the spatial folds to smooth out."
"Move three steps to the right to avoid the illusion node in front of you."
Guided by Zhixing's centimeter-level precision, Lin Che began this arduous journey.
He sometimes moved forward, sometimes paused, and sometimes made inexplicable sideways and backward movements. To outsiders, his route of movement was extremely strange, but under Zhixing's "navigation," he was avoiding all the deadly traps in the most efficient way.
During his journey, he witnessed a fallen leaf drift into a spatial void, disappearing without a sound, as if it had been completely erased from the universe.
He too made a wrong step, and the scene before him instantly changed; the entire forest turned into a sea of fire, and mournful howls echoed from all directions. But Zhixing's mental link was like a clear spring, instantly allowing him to see through this advanced illusion that was so realistic it could fool anyone.
Time flies when you're in this state of intense concentration.
About half a day later, when Lin Che rounded the last giant tree that was no different from the previous ones, the view suddenly opened up before him.
The oppressive and chaotic energy field disappeared.
Instead, a rich, almost tangible, life force swept over us.
He reached the deepest part of the Lost Forest.
This is a lake surrounded by a vast, pristine cluster of crystals. The water is crystal clear, radiating a soft glow, as if it holds melting starlight. Every inch of land around the lake is covered with rare plants that have long since disappeared from the outside world, creating an incredibly vibrant ecosystem.
In the very center of the lake stands a towering tree whose magnificence defies description.
The giant tree's branches are not made of wood, but of some kind of shimmering crystal. Soft, seven-colored rays of light flicker at a fixed frequency, mirroring the tree's "breathing," illuminating the entire lake as if it were a divine realm.
Through the translucent tree trunk, an elegant silhouette can be vaguely seen.
That was a Pokémon.
With its magnificent form and enormous, ornate, seven-colored antlers, it is now in the shape of a giant tree, merging with the lifeblood of the entire forest, and quietly falling into an ancient slumber.
Xerneas, the god of life!
Lin Che's breathing stopped completely at that moment.
He felt as if an invisible hand was gripping his heart, slowing even the flow of his blood. Faced with such a creation-level existence, any living being would feel its own insignificance from the depths of its soul.
Just then, a burning, stinging sensation came from the [Eye of Truth] system beneath the skin between his eyebrows!
A line of golden, burning text suddenly popped up in his field of vision!
[A World Origin-level Item—Fragment of the Fairy Stone Tablet—has been detected!]
[Coordinates locked: Xerneas, at the top of the antler branch.]
Lin Che's pupils suddenly contracted.
His gaze was fixed on the distant antlers that resembled a magnificent tree canopy.
really!