Pokemon: Reborn Rich Alternate Earth

However, this was not a long-term solution.

The temperature in the Land of Extreme Ice was still steadily dropping.

Right now, it was the Swinub losing their territory and wanting to seek survival in the outside world. But before long, it could very well be the Bergmite who had taken their territory coming next.

Driven out of their territory by stronger Ice-type Pokémon, they would then follow the same path as the Swinub.

As the temperature continued to fall, situations like this were absolutely unavoidable, and would only get worse.

Eventually, if even higher-level Pokémon started trying to leave, then even though Anthony was a Pseudo-Champion, he would be powerless to stop them.

Therefore, finding the reason behind the falling temperatures was the true key to solving this disaster.

Watching the Swinub finally calm down after filling their stomachs, Anthony secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, a report from one of his staff members immediately caused his expression to become serious again.

”Gym Leader, the temperature has dropped another three degrees.”

The day before yesterday, the temperature had been around minus twenty-one degrees Celsius, but now it had reached minus twenty-four degrees.

Almost every few days, the temperature within the Land of Extreme Ice would decrease further—by three or four degrees at the outermost edges and by over a dozen degrees at the very center.

If they couldnʼt find the cause of the continuous cooling, then following the current trend, the temperature of the Land of Extreme Ice would eventually fall to a level where even Ice-type Pokémon could no longer survive.

And there were over a hundred million Ice-type Pokémon living in this secret realm. What would happen to them?

If they werenʼt allowed to leave, they would eventually freeze to death here.

But if they were allowed to leave, no one knew how to accommodate such an enormous population of Ice-type Pokémon.

So the answer remained the same as before: they had to find the cause of the temperature drop.

Solve that problem, and this disaster would naturally be resolved as well.

”Gym Leader, a group of Spheal is heading this way.”

Bad news came practically one after another. Just as the Swinub situation was dealt with, here came another group.

”How many?” Anthony asked.

”About over a thousand.”

Anthony let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the number wasnʼt too large.

If the population had reached the scale of the Swinub group, then the daily food consumption alone would have been astronomical.

”Dylan, go handle it,” Anthony said to a middle-aged man beside him—his eldest son.

And Dylan was the father of Rowan, one of Julianʼs few close friends.

”Understood. Iʼll handle it right away,” Dylan nodded and left.

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