"Is it really okay to shut those reporters out like that?" Ryūnosuke asked considerately.
"With imaginations like theirs, who knows what bizarre explanations they'll dream up for that battle."
"Actually, I'd kind of like to see that," Bai Yun said, his arms folded behind his head as he sauntered along behind Ryūnosuke. Cheng Tian walked beside him.
"Let them guess whatever they want." Cheng Tian shrugged. "I'm exhausted. All I want now is to hurry up and get some sleep."
"Before that, come to the Hall of Honor and have your name engraved," Ryūnosuke said with a smile.
They soon arrived at the so-called Hall of Honor.
Silvery-white metal panels surrounded them, and a huge Poké Ball logo adorned the back wall. Two pillar-like electronic devices stood in two rows, giving the place a thoroughly modern, high-tech feel, though their purpose was unclear.
Cheng Tian surveyed his surroundings, clicking his tongue in admiration, while Bai Yun and Ryūnosuke stood behind him, smiling.
Many names seemed to have been engraved on the walls in different scripts.
"Are these all champions' names?"
"Yes, these are the names of all the champions since the World Pokémon Championships began." Smiling, Ryūnosuke ran his hand over the wall before him, his gaze looking profoundly deep.
"Many of the competitors have already passed away, and even their Pokémon's whereabouts are unknown. But to remember them, the Pokémon League still decided to honor their names by engraving them here. Because they, too, were once champions."
"There's a limit to how many names a wall like this can hold, isn't there?"
Bai Yun nodded with a smile. "Right, so the names engraved here belong to champions who can no longer be found. Those still in the world of the living, like you and me, are recorded digitally instead.