A water-type trainer who specializes in dragon-type water.

Chapter 747 Police Station Wormhole

Zhang Heng pretended not to understand Xing Wence's statement, but Zhang Leiyuan reacted strongly.

He frowned, looked at his son, and then thought back to his own thunder drum, which was full of wildness and ancient charm.

Comparing this to the futuristic-looking Iron-spotted Leaf in front of him, his face was filled with disapproval.

"Old Xing, your statement... is quite a leap." Zhang Leiyuan stroked his chin, organizing his thoughts.

"If Xiao Heng's undulating waters and my thunderous drum are both full of ferocity and ancient aura, and you say they have some similar origin, I can try to understand."

But this iron-spotted leaf..." He pointed to the projection.

"He exudes the aura of high-tech precision instruments, which is completely unrelated to the feeling of 'ferocity' or 'ancient.' I would believe it if you said he was some kind of man-made armor or a high-tech bionic."

"This is completely different from my Thunder Drum, how could it be the same type?"

Faced with Zhang Leiyuan's questioning, Xing Wence was not in a hurry. Instead, he showed a smile that said, "You've hit the nail on the head."

He leisurely picked up his teacup, took a sip, and then slowly asked, "Brother Lei Yuan, do you still remember where your Thunder Drum was located and how you subdued it?"

This question startled Zhang Leiyuan, who then fell into a brief moment of recollection.

A few seconds later, he said in a deep voice, "It's in the depths of that dilapidated city in South China, codenamed 'Ghost City.' There's an unstable spacetime wormhole there formed by the remnants of Rabbi's power."

"At that time, I... crossed the wormhole, and finally encountered and successfully subdued it on the other side."

Even as he recounted that extremely dangerous experience, his eyes remained sharp.

"Yes, it crossed a time wormhole."

Xing Wence put down his teacup, tapped his finger lightly in the air, and emphasized.

"The information deciphered by Mr. Min, as well as the conclusions I reached after consulting various ancient books, all point to this point—you have crossed the timeline."

“You have arrived in another timeline, or rather… a more ancient past. There, you encounter the Thunder Drum, which belongs to that timeline.”

Zhang Leiyuan's eyes flickered. He had thought of this idea before, but it had never been pointed out so explicitly as today.

He murmured thoughtfully, "The past...timeline?"

"Yes."

Xing Wence's finger turned to the suspended "Iron Leaf" projection, his voice clear and firm.

"So, following this logic, the Pokémon I'm targeting, the one called Ironleaf, likely exists in a timeline that isn't from the past..."

A sudden thought flashed through Zhang Leiyuan's mind, and he blurted out, "You mean... the future?! It might exist in some future timeline? That's why its form is so... advanced?"

"Bingo!"

Xing Wence snapped his fingers crisply, a triumphant smile spreading across his face that said, "You finally understand."

"That's exactly right. According to the records in the Book of Purple, these Pokémon have very different physical characteristics. Some are extremely ancient and primitive, while others are highly technological."

"They even have correspondences with our known Pokémon today, such as the hypothesis that Drum Rumble corresponds to an ancient form of the legendary Pokémon Raikou, and Leafeon corresponds to the swordsman Virizion, which proposes a systematic classification."

He stood up, walked to the window, his back to the two men, and spoke with the solemnity of relaying an authoritative statement.

He called those Pokémon, which, like your Thunder Drum, seemed to come from an extremely ancient past timeline that had been lost to the river of time, "Ancient Species".

He turned around, his gaze fixed intently on the shimmering silver "iron leaf" projection.

“Pokémon like ‘Leafleaf’, which have highly specialized morphological features and even exhibit a distinctly unnatural technological feel, and seem to come from some possible future timeline that has not yet been reached, are called ‘Future’.”

He paused, letting the new concept settle in the air, before summarizing it word by word.

"And in Min Lao's definition, both of these 'abnormal' Pokémon, whether from the past or the future, have a unified name that reveals their essence."

"Paradox Pokémon are Pokémon that exist in a time paradox."

Zhang Leiyuan stroked his chin, his rough fingertips caressing his short stubble, the initial surprise in his eyes gradually replaced by intense interest.

He kept repeating the new term to himself: "Paradox Pokémon...that's a novel academic hypothesis. It attributes the dramatic changes in Pokémon forms to a shift in the timeline, dividing them into past and future forms."

"The Thunder Drum corresponds to the ancient Thunder God, and the Iron-spotted Leaf corresponds to the future Virigion... The chain of evidence sounds quite plausible. Interesting, very interesting!"

He understood it very quickly.

The core of Paradox lies in the dramatic changes in form and ecology caused by "time difference," which is essentially an extreme specialization of the same Pokémon at different time scales.

Such "variants" that arise over time are not unprecedented in the world of Pokémon.

"Speaking of Pokémon with time differences."

Zhang Leiyuan looked thoughtfully at a commemorative ball on his waist.

Paradoxes are perhaps the most extreme classification.

But what was discovered earlier were actually the Pokémon species that lived in specific historical periods and evolved into their modern forms over time.

For example... Pokémon from the Green region.

With a flick of his wrist, a heavy ball with ancient patterns appeared in his palm.

“I have one, a Green Goodra. They live in the ancient Sinnoh region of Green, and their form, type and even ecological niche are very different from the modern Goodra. They are living evidence of the deep marks that time has left on Pokémon.”

"The various ancient relics and fossils discovered in archaeological excavations are constantly revealing that these time differences actually existed."

Xing Wence nodded in agreement: "That's right. The Green Pokémon is a remnant of the 'past' in our timeline, an intermediate or branching form in evolutionary history, and it also has temporal differences."

The topic then returned to the practical issue of how to catch the future Pokémon, Ironleaf.

Zhang Heng, who had been listening quietly, raised the crucial question at an opportune moment, his tone inquisitive.

"Brother Ce, since Ironleaf is a Pokémon that theoretically exists in a future timeline, how do you plan to capture it?"

He paused, and a bold and direct possibility surfaced in his mind, prompting him to speak it aloud involuntarily.

"Could it be that you're also planning to try and time travel like my dad did back then...?"

He stopped mid-sentence, realizing something. His eyes widened slightly as he looked at Xing Wence.

If the other party really has such a plan, the risks involved are simply immeasurable!

Traveling through time, this isn't a trip to the outskirts of the next city.

Xing Wence raised his eyebrows as he looked at Zhang Heng's expression of sudden realization and even a hint of fear, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes behind his glasses.

"You're quick-witted, Xiao Heng."

He did not deny it, but directly confirmed Zhang Heng's guess.

His expression turned serious and focused, his fingers unconsciously tapping lightly on his knees, as if he were sorting out that dangerous yet tempting plan.

"The First Divine Punishment's surprise attack on the East China Garrison, besides summoning the small meteorite, was the creation of the strange spacetime wormhole cluster that the rabbi created back then, which has not yet completely dissipated."

"Currently, the airspace above the ruins of the Security Bureau is still shrouded in those unstable, eerily glowing wormholes. The Alliance has sealed off that area, but energy monitoring shows that they are still slowly changing."

Xing Wence raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through the walls of the champion's office, staring directly at the dangerous sky.

"My plan is to actively explore those wormholes. Among several wormholes, I will select one that is relatively stable and can 'travel to the future'..."