Nothing happened that night.
On the morning of the third day, sunlight filtered through the increasingly sparse canopy, and more and more light streamed through the gaps in the forest ahead, growing brighter and brighter.
The surrounding vegetation gradually shifted from dense forest to more open woodland. The spaces between the trees widened, the shrubs grew lower, and more trampled traces appeared on the ground.
Xinhai quickened his pace slightly. Eevee crouched on his shoulder, its large brown eyes fixed on the increasingly bright light ahead, its fluffy tail unconsciously tensing.
After walking for about another hour, they left the last row of trees behind, and the view suddenly opened up.
A broad highway appeared ahead, its surface flat and solid, with neatly planted ornamental trees lining both sides.
"We're out." Xinhai stopped and looked at Route 104, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly.
Eevee jumped down from his shoulder and stood on the road. Its big brown eyes looked toward the distant city as it let out a soft "Vee," its tail raised high.
Charmander and Axew ran forward as well, stopping at the edge of the road. The two little ones craned their necks, their orange eyes and reddish-purple eyes both sparkling.
Xinhai took out his folding bicycle from the Spatial Backpack and unfolded it. He placed Charmander and Axew in the basket, while Eevee lay on his shoulder and Gardevoir floated gracefully onto the rear seat.
He mounted the bicycle and pushed off. The wheels rolled over the asphalt with a steady rustling sound as he rode toward Rustboro City.
As they entered Rustboro City's outskirts from Route 104, the scenery along the road gradually changed from scattered fields and thickets into sparse houses and shops, then into dense streets and buildings.
The city's bustle grew