The Soil of Cultivation Philosophy

Early the next morning, Xinhai's biological clock woke him from his sleep right on time.

Outside the window, the sky over Lavaridge Town had only just begun to lighten. In the distance, the outline of Mt. Chimney looked tranquil and immense beneath the dawn light.

Xinhai did not get up immediately. After clearing his head, he reached for the Pokédex beside his pillow, lit up the screen, and checked the time—5:18.

"Right, what I thought of last night..." he murmured, his drowsiness quickly fading.

He sat up against the headboard, opened the Pokédex's memo function, and pulled up the scattered thoughts he had recorded before bed about a "war of public opinion" and "the help of animation."

The soft light illuminated his face as his gaze gradually became clear and focused.

That's right, Xinhai sorted through his thoughts. The League and those "parasites" are both spreading content that promotes their own ideals through public opinion, trying to influence the public. So why can't I use similar, but subtler methods to help?

He recalled the classic animated shows he had watched as a child in his previous life. The Pokémon series went without saying, along with The Adventures of Lolo, Digimon, and more.

At their core, all of those works conveyed positive values such as friendship, courage, trust, responsibility, growth, and protection beneath their layers of adventure and passion.

They had accompanied generation after generation as they grew up, leaving behind deep and lasting influences.

And besides, Xinhai's gaze swept over his still-sleeping partners. Eevee was curled up beside a plush toy, Gardevoir lay elegantly on her side, Blaziken sat steadily against the wall, and Charmander let out faint snores in his new nest... The animation industry in the Pokémon world simply can't compare to my previous life.

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