Desert Area.
Pokémon Center.
As the only oasis and supply point for dozens of kilometers around, it was packed with trainers and Pokémon taking a break.
Inside and out, the place was overflowing. Trainers and Pokémon streamed through the entrance, while Blissey nurses pushed stretcher carts back and forth.
It was a stark contrast to how deserted the place had been when he came last year.
In just a few days, more outsiders had gathered in the Desert Area than would normally arrive in months. And the trainers at the Pokémon Center were only a fraction of them. Most had already plunged into the desert to start searching.
"Legendary Pokémon really were irresistible."
Baimu wore a sun-protection veil and rode the Hover Motorcycle Shiny Gengar had brought in its Four-Dimensional Belly.
He only had a motorcycle license from Orre. If Officer Jenny caught him riding on a main road in Hoenn, having the bike impounded and paying a fine would be the least of his worries. Making the papers would be far worse.
In the Desert Area, he didn't have to worry about any of that.
He planned to capture Regirock in secret this time, keeping his involvement hidden as much as possible. That meant he couldn't send out any Pokémon he had used before.
Registeel and Regice would be his first choices from here on.
Both were obedient enough to make commanding them manageable. They might not fare well against powerful trainers like the Elite Four or a Champion, but they would be enough to capture Regirock.
Baimu handed the motorcycle to Gengar, adjusted his veil, and walked toward the Pokémon Center.
After traveling for so long, it was time to find somewhere to rest.
Besides...
Younger trainers loved sharing information, especially about something as big as a Regirock