The Quicksand Team Falls

N, who hailed from Unova, wanted to stay in Orre.

Baimu hadn't expected that. Shan Ren, on the other hand, supported the decision wholeheartedly.

"Pokémon are something a region can't ignore if it wants to develop. Having wild Pokémon and having none at all are two very different things."

Shan Ren continued, "N understands Pokémon better than ninety-nine percent of the people in this world. With his help, the Orre Region is bound to prosper."

Baimu's mouth twitched. "...You're not planning to transform the entire environment south of Orre, are you?"

"Of course I am! Improving the environment is a vital part of saving the Orre Region! What good would it do to improve only the areas around the cities?"

The wealthy young man made no attempt to hide his ambition. "Back then, Silicon Beryllium City's first mayor was hailed as a hero by countless people just for building canals to bring water into the city.

"If we transform the environment in southern Orre, shouldn't we go down in history? Besides, we can do whatever we want with this land. We don't have to worry about encroaching on Pokémon territory or affecting anyone else's livelihood. It's a blank canvas!"

He had a point.

There were only two settlements in southern Orre: Pyrite Town and Silicon Beryllium City. Beyond them lay endless wilderness and an even vaster sea.

It was an ideal place to transform the environment.

But saying it was easy. Doing it would be another matter entirely.

"Five years. Give me five years, and I'll create a green Orre."

As if he knew what Baimu was thinking, Shan Ren said without hesitation, "Maybe transforming the environment was difficult in ancient times, but this is the modern age. Have a little faith in technology. Besides, we have the Devon Corporation's