The morning fog in Zhenxin Town has not cleared yet. Qinglu is holding the warm Poké Ball, listening to the soft "Squirtle" sound made by Squirtle rubbing into the ball. The sun shines over the wooden sign at the entrance of the town, dyeing the pink of the cherry blossoms on the river bank and the green of the foxtail grass in the meadow bright - this is a journey that starts under the wooden sign: green caterpillars will fly away in the grass and gnaw leaves, and pink and white petals will be seen floating into the distance along the river. Together with Squirtle, in the sweat of battles and the warmth of mutual help, the name "Green" will be branded step by step towards the top of the alliance.
