Chen Ming shook his head vigorously, casting aside those unrealistic thoughts. Relying on others was never as good as relying on oneself. He had gotten through his previously difficult life just fine, and there was no reason his life should get worse the longer he lived.
He turned his attention back to studying the other attributes on the interface.
When he tried to touch the base stats column, the screen suddenly shattered and then reshaped itself into detailed information about his base stats.
Because this was reality, it was far from the simple data found in games, consisting mostly of intuitive or vague expressions in text.
From beginning to end, all this text could be summed up as a bunch of nonsense.
Still, nonsense aside, there was a possibility of modifying it. Based on his memory, it should be modifiable to an extraordinary degree.
Returning to the primitive, crude base stat options, he pressed the upgrade button, and the interface popped up a new option.
*Would you like to use energy points to modify?*
Since Chen Ming had already opened it, there was naturally no reason not to choose yes.
Suddenly, the interface turned red.
*Warning! Warning! The individual has reached the absolute maximum limit of the interface's potential. Forcing upgrades will lead to a collapse, and the consequences of the collapse will result in simultaneous death with the host!*
Calmly, he canceled the upgrade. At least for now, he didn't want to die.
He hadn't even seen the Pokémon World yet. If that idiot was around, maybe he could travel with him.
He went through the exact same operations from the start.
To his amusement, after opening the species category, there wasn't much text inside. Simply put, it was the strongest Pokémon artificially created by humans.
Just when he thought it couldn't be upgraded, it actually succeeded.
With a face full of question marks, Chen Ming reopened the description and found strange new text: *Successfully learned the talent of Latias and others to transform into humans, and successfully developed the complete transformation techniques within Mew's genes.*
He had a vague feeling that something was wrong. When he checked his energy points, he found that five million points were missing, which terrified him.
Chen Ming had an idea in mind, but he needed to confirm it further.
The upgrade options after the species category had disappeared, indicating it had reached a state of perfection. That also implied there was still a chance to improve his base stats, though he had no idea how to go about it.
As for skills, there wasn't much to say, but according to the interface description, having the genes of all Pokémon meant he could use non-species skills very effectively without causing physical harm.
The last three items were what Chen Ming found the strangest. While the usage of energy points was clear, where on earth did such an exaggerated amount come from?
As for the old man giving them to him—even if he were killed and brought back to life, he wouldn't believe it. A single chance meeting between strangers hadn't reached the level of giving away massive gifts.
Modifying the species was an accident, but when he actually tried upgrading skills, he found that powerful skills like Hyper Beam required fewer than a thousand points.
Special abilities were hard to tell. A trace of Caterpie blood could be explained away by assuming those researchers accidentally mixed it in without noticing.
The benefit of the blood was being able to learn the legendary signature skill Dragon Ascent, though it was a pity that such a tiny drop of blood couldn't unleash even ten percent of the skill's combat power, making it somewhat useless.
Telepathy was unique to the Mewtwo species, and as for why it was at max level, could it be because he used to be a human?
Aura/Omnipotent Power completely belonged to the lineage of Arceus. If it were Aura, that would be easy to explain since he was born based on Mew's genes, and Mew and Aura were quite similar.
But Aura/Omnipotent Power was just ghost-like. Could it be that while he was unconscious, his buddy Arceus happened to walk by, thought he looked handsome, and dropped a bunch of gifts from afar?
Although the guess was absurd, it somehow fit inexplicably...
Finally came his status. Opening it, it was just as he had imagined: his body had huge flaws. When he tried to use energy points to repair them, it was completely impossible; he could only do his best to maintain it so it wouldn't collapse.
What shocked Chen Ming the most were the numbers displayed above.
It stated that the moment he was born, he automatically consumed one hundred million energy points. Afterward, dense waves of gene collapses and the energy points used for repairs went from tens of millions at the very beginning to fewer and fewer as time went on, until now a fixed 100 points were deducted daily.
It wasn't that the interface was useless, but rather that the energy points had already exerted their maximum efficacy, as could be seen by the fact that only 100 points were deducted daily now.
Wait, did he have over a billion energy points right from the start?
What Chen Ming didn't know was that when he was still a meteorite, he stayed by Arceus's side. Even absorbing energy instinctively was unimaginably vast, and most importantly, Arceus deliberately allowed him to absorb it.
That massive power could have completely allowed Chen Ming to quickly become a powerful Pokémon, but Arceus simply chose not to do so. In the past, having directly created several creatures, it had a sudden whim to observe the independent birth of life.
After arriving in the Pokémon World, with over a thousand years or even longer of accumulation inside his body, it was hard for the energy points on the interface *not* to be numerous.
Having a handle on the interface's functions, he raised his head to look at this strange space.
"How do I get out?"
A vast expanse of white, with absolutely nothing there.
The moment the thought of leaving appeared, the space in front of him vanished instantly, and Chen Ming's consciousness returned to his body. However, the heavy tranquilizer inside him took effect, and a wave of intense sleepiness struck him instantly.
Without a second thought, Chen Ming's mental consciousness quickly triggered the interface, using energy points in the status column to neutralize it.
Right under everyone's noses, the effect of Chen Ming's tranquilizer vanished, and no one noticed a thing.
Just as he was about to open his eyes, a premonition of danger quickly struck his heart—not very strong, but enough to make him feel that doing so wasn't a good idea.
Danger Prediction was a skill Chen Ming had picked up casually through the interface; its proficiency relied on training it himself, though he had no idea how to train that skill.
Fortunately, even without training, Danger Prediction had a very good effect.
Originally wanting to be stingy with points, Chen Ming directly called up the interface in his mind and lit up all Psychic-type skills.
A massive wave of knowledge surged in, causing even Mewtwo's body to feel a headache.
Along with the increase in skills, Chen Ming now knew what that previous space was: it belonged to his own consciousness space, which could also be called his mental power space.
He had to admit that legendary Pokémon were truly powerful, naturally possessing so much mental power. No wonder that as soon as Mewtwo awoke, it possessed telekinesis capable of destroying an entire island.
Adapting to the splitting headache, he directly let his consciousness slip away into the mental power space.
Now that he understood what the space was, Chen Ming figured out how to train and improve himself.
The interface could allow him to learn many things from scratch, but if those things weren't trained, he wouldn't be able to use them well even if he knew them.
Chen Ming's plan was very simple: create things within the mental power space.
Judging from the completely blank white space without any other objects, it was clearly to reduce the body's burden, spontaneously presenting the most minimalist mode.
Inside the space, Chen Ming drifted around.
"Phew—let's begin."
First was a house he was familiar with—his former home. Closing his eyes, he continuously recalled the appearance of that house from the past.
The space quickly underwent drastic changes. Without much sound, the house assembled itself piece by piece like tiny digital blocks.
When Chen Ming realized it was complete, he opened his eyes.
A sense of astonishment flooded his heart; creating matter out of thin air was still a novelty.
However, sensing closely, his mental power had decreased significantly. Combined with needing to maintain the objects within the space unchanged, a continuous consumption of mental power was inevitable.
Judging by the burden he could withstand, creating two or three more such items would reach his limit.
So your Brother Mewtwo was truly your brother Mew: back in the anime theatrical film, Mewtwo sensed Amber's memories through telepathy and instantly created them in the mental power space.
And you had to remember Mewtwo was just a child back then!
Sensing himself from just a moment ago, he was completely in the form of an adult Mewtwo.
Covering his heart area, truly, comparison was the thief of joy.
With a sigh, he continued creating.
Once he had the house, the furnishings inside naturally couldn't be missing. Small and uncomplicated items were quite easy to make.
After decorating the house, there was still a large area left in the space, but he had already reached his limit.
Never mind, there was no rush; he would just train slowly. There would eventually come a time when the space was filled.
Reaching the limit to maintain the state of the space, a perfect cycle formed between mental power consumption and self-repair, allowing him to clearly feel the enhancement of his mental power.
The uncertain factors in his physical body were extremely serious, and energy points were equivalent to his life. But if he didn't leave the research facility, searching for ways to increase energy points was sheer fantasy.
Furthermore, this was Team Rocket's territory. The moment he stepped outside, countless high-tech trackers would undoubtedly pursue him. Running away for the rest of his life was agonizing just to think about; if it really came to that, dying would be better.
Therefore, Chen Ming needed to formulate a plan—a scheme to fool all the researchers, and it had to be convincing enough to make Giovanni truly believe it.
Fortunately, Chen Ming was a specimen-type product, and his attention level was clearly not as high as the original; this was an opportunity.
He turned over skills related to feigning death in his mind.
Self-Destruct, Perish Song, Explosion, Final Gambit, Healing Wish, Healing Wish, Lunar Dance, Destiny Bond.
Thanks to the basic body of Mewtwo, his memory was exceptional, and skills he had merely glanced at in the past could still be recalled.
When he played games back then, he wasn't very fond of such suicidal skills, so their effects were somewhat vague in his memory.
Opening the interface, aside from Lunar Dance, which required a massive amount of energy points to force-learn, the other skills were not bad.
The one that left the deepest impression was Healing Wish. After all, it was the scene of Jirachi using it in the anime; its powerful rescue effect differed from the game, allowing a selective choice of single or multiple targets.
As for the other skills, it was hard to evaluate them, but in reality, they probably couldn't achieve a state of feigned death.
The high-tech equipment outside would expose him the moment they scanned him, so rather than that, he might as well just barge his way out.
Thinking about it gave Chen Ming a headache, and a violent urge instantly flared up.
For some reason, Chen Ming's desire for destruction reached its peak, and beam after beam of Swift and Psybeam shot randomly across the space.
After a long while, once he vented, his heart finally calmed down.
Raising his hands up to his eyes, six chubby pink spheres presented themselves before him; even without touching them, he knew they were soft.
He shook off the strange thoughts—the most important thing was the abnormality in his emotions just now.
The only reasonable guess was the issue of the genes within his body.
He sighed softly. He hadn't expected that the desire for destruction brought about by the frantic reorganization of bodily memories would be too much for even him, someone who usually lived a calm life, to resist.
What about the real Mewtwo? Even if the gene sequence was perfect, that innate desire for destruction wouldn't just disappear, would it?
Feeling empathy, Chen Ming unconsciously harbored a bit of concern for Mewtwo's attitude.
Day after day, another half a year passed. Constantly training himself in the space, Chen Ming sensed an unknown mental power outside, one that seemed somewhat similar to his own.