Chapter 75 Facing the Problem: Mewtwo!
Meanwhile, on the ground in the arena,
Mewtwo's overwhelming pressure caused the four Pokémon—Corey, Fergus, Sonia, Brock, and Misty—who had lost their Pokémon, to show expressions of anger.
Their Pokémon had been forcibly taken away; they had never experienced anything like this before.
Ash had even gone underground to retrieve his Pokémon and his whereabouts were unknown.
In this situation, they, as humans, were at a loss, unsure of what to do.
The group could only huddle together, seeking safety in numbers, including Nurse Joy.
After everything was explained, Mewtwo, just like in the original story, no longer needed Nurse Joy and abandoned her.
"Humans, I don't want your lives anymore. Leave, provided you can get through the storm."
Mewtwo waved its hand, and under its psychic control, the gates of New Island opened.
Looking at the pitch-black, boundless sea, the dense clouds in the sky, and the lightning, everyone panicked.
At this moment, everyone felt a pang of regret.
They were all elite Pokémon trainers, striving to meet and challenge the so-called strongest Pokémon trainer, only to have their Pokémon stolen and their lives threatened.
"Leave? Do you think we can cross this ocean on our own?
And you forcibly took our Pokémon, speaking so brazenly about not wanting our lives.
This behavior is even more despicable than those bastards in evil organizations!" Sonia bravely stepped forward, intending to argue with Mewtwo.
But Mewtwo wasn't willing to waste words with her.
"Interpret it as you see fit. If you don't leave, then stay forever… or I can throw you all into the ocean." A dazzling light flashed in Mewtwo's eyes.
It was using its psychic powers to coerce.
It didn't want to do it itself, feeling it would dirty its hands.
Humans had brought it despair and pain; now it wanted to make them taste that helplessness.
It didn't care whether the humans before it had caused it pain; all humans were on its blacklist.
As for stealing other people's Pokémon?
It doesn't think so!
It should be said that it liberated those suffering Pokémon from the hands of humans.
Call it evil, call it a bastard, humans enslave Pokémon, and it will be even more ruthless than humans!
"Damn it! Don't think we'll give in to you, give me back my Pokémon!" Fergus gritted his teeth, wanting to get his Pokémon back.
Especially since he saw cloned Pokémon appearing one after another during this process, including a clone of his own Pokémon, even the most naive person would know that Mewtwo had probably already completed what it was doing.
"Give me back my Psyduck too." Misty's temper flared up as well.
Then came Xiao Tian, who was noticeably more mature and got to the heart of the matter: "You seem to look down on humans, but you're actually pretending to be one. No matter what, you can't change the fact that you're a Pokémon!
To satisfy yourself, you're dragging innocent people like us into this mess, even using our Pokémon to create clones. How is your behavior any different from those humans who created you and want to exploit you?"
"Well said, Mewtwo, did you even ask these Pokémon if they wanted to? You created them for no reason, seemingly giving them everything, but in the end, it's all just to satisfy your own desires." Brock joined in the condemnation.
He saw the cloned Vulpix, and his spirits plummeted, fearing that his own Vulpix was dead.
Those were entrusted to him by Suzy, yet he was powerless to help them.
The accusations and criticisms grew louder, but Mewtwo remained indifferent.
However, Brock's words struck a nerve: "You say I created them for no reason, just to satisfy my desires, and I don't deny it! I also want to ask you humans, when you created me, did you even ask for my opinion?!"
With these words, Mewtwo's unyielding strength was revealed.
Its terrifying psychic power directly suppressed everyone.
After venting its anger, Mewtwo looked at the replicas it had created.
"I created you, gave you life and power, just to prove that replicas can replace the originals and survive better in this world! I want to prove that Pokémon can control themselves, and don't need humans to decide our future!
We are our own trainers!"
Only the current Mewtwo could utter such arrogant words.
It must be said that the current Mewtwo is like a rebellious teenager; because it has experienced too little, its understanding of the world is flawed.
Ultimately, it's a wounded soul, leading to serious psychological problems.
All of this was brought to it by Team Rocket, and Giovanni, in his eagerness for quick results, instilled in it various destructive and murderous philosophies.
While some of these principles were correct, such as the survival of the fittest, he didn't teach Mewtwo the deeper meaning of this principle.
After Mewtwo experiences enough, it will gradually transform.
Just like in the original story, it will understand the meaning of existence and the meaning of life.
The cloned Pokémon were clearly confused.
They did develop unique intelligence upon arriving in this world, but they didn't consider things that deeply.
It should be said that these clones retained some genetic memories, and instead of hating humans, they felt a sense of kinship with those present.
Everyone gritted their teeth, never expecting Mewtwo to be so despicable.
"I've said everything I needed to say! You humans are simply unworthy to control this world!
Without Pokémon, you can't even survive in the face of nature's power. Yet it is precisely you powerless humans who are not only destroying this world but also harming Pokémon!"
Mewtwo's words left everyone speechless.
They were portrayed as sinners who destroyed everything, as if they shouldn't exist.
Everyone wanted to refute them, but just then,a deafening explosion rang out.
As the sound spread, his powerful psychic abilities allowed him rising from the area connecting the arena to the reception hall.
Everyone was shocked, not knowing what was happening.
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