Pokemon: Reborn Rich Alternate Earth

Chapter 846: Chapter 1063: Desert Heart

Three days later, Julian had already reached the central area of the Holm of Trials. Of course, he wasn't riding on Tyranitar but rather on Moltres.

Otherwise, with Tyranitar's speed, forget three days—even three months might not be enough to get here.

The reason he had ridden Tyranitar earlier was simply because it enjoyed the desert environment, and Julian naturally wanted to indulge it a bit.

However, his time was limited. The energy from the secret realm was constantly eroding his body, and he couldn't afford to waste more time with Tyranitar.

So, after letting Tyranitar wander in the desert for most of the day, Julian switched his mode of transportation to Moltres.

In terms of temperature alone, Moltres truly enjoyed this kind of environment.

The daily temperature in the Holm of Trials exceeded 50 degrees Celsius, plummeting to -20 degrees at night. Such extreme fluctuations were incredibly harsh for humans.

It was far less friendly than environments like forests, lakes, grasslands, or wetlands.

So whether inside Secret Realms or in the outside world, deserts were undoubtedly one of the most disliked environments by Trainers.

And even among Drakoria's ten forbidden zones, two were deserts.

Moreover, many countries also designated their deserts as forbidden zones.

The mortality rate for trainers in deserts was the highest.

"Something's here."

Sitting on Moltres' back, Julian noticed a large red dot suddenly appear on his Dowsing Machine, and his tone couldn't help but grow a little more excited.

"As expected, this desert also holds an Ultimate treasure."

Looking at the red dot, his voice carried a hint of delight. He gently patted Moltres' back and said, "Westward."

Moltres let out a soft cry, inwardly hoping the treasure would be Fire-type. If so, it would likely belong to it.

Arcanine: 'Stupid bird, have you forgotten about me?'

Moltres: 'Dumb dog, what competition are you to me?'

At Moltres' speed, it took less than five minutes to arrive above the red dot's location. Looking down, they saw a rare oasis below.

Around the oasis, many Pokémon were drinking water or resting.

These Pokémon belonged to different species, and some were even natural enemies. Yet, here in the oasis, they coexisted peacefully.

This was because the oasis held the water source essential for their survival. If conflicts broke out here, the water source could be harmed.

And if the water source were to be destroyed, all Pokémon in the surrounding area would be forced to migrate, or they would face certain death.

During such a migration, casualties would be inevitable, and conflicts with local species would surely arise.

So, to prevent such events, fighting near the water sources was strictly forbidden—no matter how deep the hatred. Even if a fight did break out, the surrounding Pokémon would intervene together.

Moltres landed, its Champion-level aura scattering all the Pokémon in the oasis. Now, only Julian and Moltres remained in the entire oasis.

Noticing an Oddish that hadn't managed to escape in time but had fainted from fear at his feet, Julian nudged it aside with a gentle kick.

There were a few Grass-type Pokémon in this oasis.

If this oasis was destroyed, other Pokémon might survive by migrating, but for Grass-type Pokémon, that hope would be slim.

"The treasure is underwater. Slowking, go check it out." Julian sent out Slowking.

"Slow~"

Slowking nodded.

Carrying the Dowsing Machine, Slowking dove into the water. There must have been Pokémon in the water, because shortly after it entered, bursts of explosive sounds echoed from the water—clearly, a battle had broken out.

But Julian wasn't worried. If there were truly powerful Pokémon in the water, Metagross and Moltres would have sensed them.

After about ten minutes, Slowking emerged, holding the Dowsing Machine in its left hand and a small, ash-gray pearl in its right.

"Slow~"

Slowking handed the pearl to Julian.

Taking the pearl, Julian glanced at Slowking. It wasn't injured, but its expression seemed a bit hesitant.

"Slowking, what's wrong?" Julian asked, as he examined the pearl with his Probing Eyes.

"Slow~"

Slowking: "Can we leave this pearl here?"

[Desert Heart: Contains abundant Grass, Water, and Ground-type essence. Pokémon with these Types can use it to enhance their potential and foundation.]

[Note: If buried in the desert, the energy of the Desert Heart will gradually transform the area into an oasis.]

'So that's it.'

Seeing the information provided by his Probing Eyes, Julian understood.

"Slowking, how did you know the purpose of this pearl?" Julian asked curiously. He had the Probing Eyes, but Slowking didn't.

How could it know? Was it through its instincts as a Water-type Pokémon?

"Slow~"

Slowking pointed at the water surface: "They told me."

The surface of the water was now densely covered with Wishiwashi. Waves of pleading aura emanating from them.

If Julian really took the Desert Heart, the oasis and the water would gradually disappear, and without water, they would be doomed.

Wishiwashi was a very weak Water-type Pokémon with no evolved form, but they existed in large numbers, and when gathered together, they could assume a School Form.

In School Form, Wishiwashi were known as the "Demon of the Sea," feared even by Gyarados.

Currently, the only Pokémon capable of forming a School Form was Wishiwashi. Other Pokémon that existed in large numbers, like Magikarp, could not achieve this form.

And it was precisely because Wishiwashi, despite their frail individual bodies, could unite through teamwork to form the School Form and overcome stronger foes, that they exemplified the spirit of cooperation.

Thus, many companies adopted the image of Wishiwashi as their logo.

"Here."

Without any hesitation, Julian tossed the Desert Heart back to the Wishiwashi.

The effects of the Desert Heart placed it among the top-tier Ultimate treasures. However, taking it would mean destroying this oasis, leading to the deaths of at least tens of thousands of Pokémon.

If Julian didn't have the Dowsing Machine, he definitely would have taken it.

But since he had the Dowsing Machine, Ultimate treasures were no rarity to him. Having one more Ultimate treasure wouldn't significantly boost his strength, and conversely, not having it wouldn't hinder him much either.

"Hide it well."

Facing the grateful expressions of the Wishiwashi—who already looked somewhat timid, and now with tears of gratitude, appeared even more so—Julian couldn't help but remark.

"Let's go."

Julian mounted Moltres and left the area.

"Julian, your conscience doesn't seem that black after all."

Celebi said, perched on Julian's head, leaving him speechless.

What did it mean, "not that black"? When had his conscience ever been black?

"If you don't know how to speak, just shut up."

Jirachi: "Celebi, Julian has always been a good person."

In Jirachi's eyes, Julian provided food, shelter, entertainment, and even pocket money—there was no one better in the world than Julian.

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