So charming, you want me to raise Pokémon?

Chapter 332 King Zhou: You all say she is a calamity, but in my eyes, she is an auspicious omen!

Chapter 332 King Zhou: You all say she is a calamity, but in my eyes, she is an auspicious omen!

Chi Ri learned everything about Rotom from Pluto. Just as Wei Xin and he had guessed, the person who separated him from Rotom was the teacher he had once trusted, who betrayed him for profit and patents.

Chi Ri closed his eyes and shook his head helplessly: "Is there anything else you want to say?"

"That's all, I've confessed everything, really," Pluto hurriedly said, trying to hide his darkest secret. But his mouth was out of control, and the moment the memory was activated, he blurted out, "Actually, I also killed your parents."

!!!

Wei Xin, who was watching the drama unfold, was stunned. It wasn't just a friend; there was an expert involved.

Are you afraid that the Crimson Sun's physical attack isn't enough, so you're going to use a Provocation skill?

Upon hearing this, Chi Ri's eyes widened in astonishment, and he stood frozen in place: "What did you say?"

The scorching sun's ferocious face terrified Pluto to the point of near fainting. He would rather faint on the spot because his mouth was about to spill out the darkest part of the story.

Pluto struggled desperately to resist, but to no avail. The Crimson Sun was already powerful, and now, enraged, its hands were like two iron clamps, about to crush his wrists. He was just a scientist and didn't have that kind of strength, so he could only beg for mercy and confess honestly.

"That night I planned to leave with Rotom, but your parents found out, or perhaps they were there from the beginning and they had already anticipated that I was after Rotom. I think it was because of your argument with them that they realized something was wrong."

"You mean they knew about Rotom from the beginning?"

“Yes,” Pluto said, “although you think you’ve hidden Rotom well, everyone actually knows about Rotom’s existence, including your parents.”

Chi Ri felt a sudden chill of fear, as if his strict parents had discovered his failing report card hidden under the bed. But then he realized something was wrong: "That's impossible. If they knew about Rotom, they would have taken Rotom away. They would never allow me to be with Rotom."

“Why not?” Pluto retorted. “In fact, they have always cared about you.”

"Care about me—" Chi Ri tried to recall everything about his parents, but all that remained was that unpleasant childhood memory. He couldn't even remember what his parents looked like. He retorted, "No, they only made me study mechanically every day, making me live like a wind-up doll."

"That's how they raised you. You were born different from others. The most important reason they raised you was to teach you how to live, in addition to letting you inherit the family business in the future. If it weren't for the skills they taught you, how would you have been able to take back the family business from those relatives and friends after your parents passed away?"

Pluto countered with a question.

"Relying on your looks? You should look in the mirror. You've looked like a Gyarados since you were little, and after dyeing your hair red, you look like a shiny Gyarados."

"Pfft!" Hearing Pluto mocking the appearance of the Crimson Sun, Wei Xin finally couldn't hold back anymore. He had wanted to make that comment for a long time!

With veins bulging on his forehead, Chi Ri said: "Next time I'm going to dye my hair green!"

Pluto continued, "If they hadn't taught you how to arm yourself, you would have been devoured long ago, your bones chewed up and swallowed whole."

"If they care about me, why don't they say so?" Chi Ri questioned.

"Because they didn't know how to say it," Pluto said. "You've been a loner since you were little, and they were first-time parents. They didn't know how to get along with you, so they could only watch you from behind and pave the way for you. When they found out you made your first friend, they were genuinely happy for you."

"You consider Rotom a friend, but they have long considered Rotom family."

"They, they—" Chi Ri's mind went blank, repeating the same words like a malfunctioning robot. If it were anyone else, knowing these things, perhaps tears would have already fallen, but Chi Ri couldn't. His heart had dried up, unable to squeeze out a single drop of moisture.

We could only listen to Pluto continue.

"They even protected Rotom in your place, which is why they were furious with me and wanted to drive me away after they found out I had designs on Rotom. Of course, I couldn't just sit and wait to die." Pluto's expression suddenly turned cold, and in a daze, he returned to that rainy night.

This story is both classic and melodramatic. Wei Xin swallowed, a hint of anticipation appearing in his eyes.

Pluto continued, "That day was actually your birthday. They specially prepared a cake for you with pictures of you and Rotom on it. They planned to talk to you about Rotom, formally accept Rotom as family, and most importantly, they wanted to reconcile with you."

"I tampered with their car. You know, I'm best at mechanical research and modification. With just a little modification, I can make their brakes fail in a dangerous spot, and then, bang, in the explosion, all the evidence is destroyed, along with the love I never told you, and, well, your birthday cake."

Knowing the truth, the Red Sun's dual defenses were lowered.

Wei Xin was stunned. He had originally thought that Chi Ri was just a Sinnoh Batman.

But now it seems that even if Grandpa saw Chi Ri, he would say, "Brother, you're so pitiful." At least Grandpa had A Fu by his side, while Chi Ri didn't even have Rotom by his side.

He killed his parents, stole his childhood sweetheart, and completely extinguished the love and warmth he was about to receive. Dude, are you standing next to a rebel?

In a sense, Pluto was successful, while the Sun was indeed a successful villain.

If the Sun were a child, or a cowardly brat, it would be crying and screaming, demanding to know why Pluto did this. But it is not; it is a mature adult.

Adults have their own ways of solving problems.

Chi Ri released Pluto, trembling, his fists clenched, his voice cold and ruthless: "Is there anything else you want to say?"

Pluto, terrified, covered his head and cried out, "Lord Crimson Sun, do you think I still have a chance?"

That's obviously impossible.

"Grit your teeth!"

"Wait a minute!" Wei Xin quickly stopped them. "We're all trainers; using violence directly is a bit inappropriate!"

At the same time, both Chi Ri and Pluto turned their heads. At this moment, Wei Xin was simply a savior in Pluto's eyes, and he echoed repeatedly: "Yes, yes, we are all respectable people with status. There is no need to make things so tense. It is true that I killed your parents and stole your Rotom, but I have also worked under you for so many years. Even if I have no merit, I have worked hard. I was also your teacher."

He turned to look at Chi Ri, his face sincere: "You really don't remember anything from the past—"

"Shut your mouth!" Wei Xin picked up the mousepad and slapped Pluto across the face, interrupting his speech.

Although he didn't know why, he felt that Pluto's mouth was like it had eaten Grimer. "I'm talking about Pokémon battles. Let's have a Pokémon battle first, or you'll say we're bullying you."

"Will winning give me freedom?" Pluto asked.

Wei Xin: "No, it's just to humiliate you and gain some experience points."

"————" Pluto said, "I don't have Pokémon. I'm a scientist, not a trainer. Besides, what's the point of talking about Pokémon?"

"You don't even like Pokémon? You have no taste! You think Pluto is hopeless?" Wei Xin didn't bother to speak up for him. People like him only pollute the world's air. He waved his hand and said, "Brother Chi Ri, there's no point in saying more. Let's get started."

Akari used close-quarters combat.

It is extremely effective against Pluto, which has a malefic nature.

He punched Pluto again and again, his strength and technique impeccable, much like a master of hand-beaten beef balls, meticulously grinding Pluto into a paste, leaving not a single piece of lean meat—just kidding, it's not that big.

But considering Pluto's size, it might be a pork meatball; in any case, without prior processing, it definitely won't taste good.

It is said that a gentleman keeps away from the kitchen, and even if Wei Xin is not a gentleman, the scene in front of him is still unbearable to look at.

Let's go outside for some fresh air.

Before leaving, Wei Xin patted Chi Ri on the shoulder: "Buddy, take it easy. Although his actions are heinous, murder is illegal in Donghuang. Besides, how do you know he's revealed all his secrets? Maybe he still has things he didn't have time to say?"

Chi Ri stopped what he was doing, looked at Pluto lying on the ground, and clicked his tongue slightly.

Pluto can no longer speak, and we'll need to find him a doctor.

"I know," Chi Ri said coldly. As Wei Xin turned to leave the house, he turned back and said sincerely, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Wei Xin stepped out of the house, intending to close the door for Chi Ri. He glanced at the ground and saw that the iron door had been kicked into a trumpet shape by Chi Ri.

Similarly, attacks even more powerful than that kick rained down on Pluto like a storm.

I hope he's not dead.

"Let's vent first. After we're done, we'll have another session of treatment."

The system's voice echoed in Wei Xin's mind.

Does this mean I've triggered a mission: destroy Team Galactic, or help Sun Akagi resolve his inner conflict?

[Successfully destroyed Team Rocket in Kanto.]

Wei Xin stared wide-eyed at the flashing lightning and roaring thunder in the sky, completely dumbfounded.

Am I dealing with Team Galaxy?

How did the Rockets get involved?

So you, Pluto, are a double agent, huh?!

Wei Xin turned and went back inside: "Chi Ri, you take a break, I'll take over!"

Guandu.

Dark clouds obscured the moon, torrential rain poured down, and a hurricane rose in the sky, accompanied by the sound of flapping wings.

A sliver of moonlight pierced through a gap in the dark clouds, and in the far distance, Sakaki, aboard the spaceship, could glimpse a colossal black dragon soaring through the sky, its tail wreathed in dazzling lightning.

There was also a handsome young man sitting high on the black dragon, looking down at the tiny creatures on the ground.

"NaturalHarmoniaGropius and Zekrom." Giovanni murmured the young man's name, recalling how not long ago, this young man had sneaked into his underground research facility in Viridian City and taken away Team Rocket's greatest research achievement, a special artificial Pokémon named Mewtwo, before fleeing in a sorry state.

Now, however, he rides the legendary black dragon from Unova, leading Team Plasma, Mewtwo, and an army of mechanical Pokémon he has never seen before.

With overwhelming force, they swept through most of Team Rocket's bases in Kanto. Now, Kanto is in a chaotic situation where Team Rocket, the League, Team Plasma, Gym Leaders, and Elite Four members are fiercely fighting.

"We shouldn't have let him go back then," Sakaki said with some regret. "What did Quixote say?"

Aside from the strictly managed Eastern Empire, which has not yet been fully penetrated, Team Rocket's businesses are spread all over the world, and they have connections with organizations in various regions. In particular, they have reached a mutual assistance and non-aggression agreement with Team Plasma. Now that Team Plasma has launched a large-scale invasion of Kanto, it is clear that they have taken the initiative to break the agreement.

"Report: No contact received yet."

"So that's how it is, Quixote. Now that you have power, you no longer suppress your ambition and have even torn off your disguise?" Sakaki laughed sarcastically.

"Boss Giovanni, shall we start collecting the badges from the various gym leaders and activate the ultimate weapon?" asked the executive next to Giovanni.

"How many badges are under our control in total?" Giovanni asked. "About five. Sabrina has already handed over the badges. As long as you give the order, we can take them back directly from the remaining three Gym Leaders. As for the Gym Leaders who are unwilling to submit, it's only a matter of time."

"We're still missing three—" Sakaki closed his eyes, thought for a moment, and then made the arrangement.

"Forget it, it's just Kanto. Team Rocket's vision shouldn't be limited to this. Leave some people to follow Team Plasma and seize the opportunity when they clash with the local Gym Leader to retrieve the remaining three badges. Then send people to find Reshiram's whereabouts and bring the Bright Stone to my side."

According to mythology, the dragon beneath the young man represents ideals, and the only dragon that can oppose it is the one representing reality.

Giovanni said, "We, Team Rocket, must conquer it."

"But the legendary location of the White Dragon—sorry, Boss Sakaki, we haven't obtained any relevant information yet," the executive said.

In fact, judging from Team Plasma's performance, their large-scale invasion of Kanto was not only due to their dissatisfaction with Team Rocket's large-scale capture of Pokémon, but also to their search for the legendary treasure representing the White Dragon in Kanto.

"In the Eastern Empire, the Bright Stone is in the hands of the trainer who captured Hunter J," Giovanni sneered, a smile playing on his lips as he recalled the fake news from not long ago, though his tone carried a hint of admiration.

"To actually use information asymmetry to drive Team Plasma and Team Rocket into conflict and weaken their power, it seems that this little-known Eastern Trainer may be no less capable than me and Ghettoshi in terms of methods and ambition. You must act with caution and make sure not to bring any new enemies to Team Rocket."

"As for the rest, take the three legendary birds and come with me secretly to Unova. Our plan needs to be accelerated."

"Should we inform the museum owners?" the executive asked.

"No need," Giovanni said coldly, stroking the cat beside him. "Team Plasma's strength is not to be underestimated. Even if Uranus and Lance combine their strength, they may not be able to completely contend with them. It would be better to leave them in Kanto to delay each other and buy time for our plan."

Giovanni interlocked his fingers and placed them in front of his lips, concealing the smile on his lips: "Team Plasma from Unova, Team Galactic from Kanto, Team Galactic from Sinnoh, the mysterious trainers from the Eastern Empire, the Aether Foundation from Alola, a chaotic era is coming, and only those who laugh last will be the winners."

A black dragon descended from the sky, and the youth known as N jumped off its back, his feet landing firmly on the ground.

"Thanks to you, my friend." N stroked the black dragon beside him.

Czechoslovakia folded its wings.

It was nothing more than a small favor.

Seemingly sensing the unpleasant atmosphere, Jekrom shifted his gaze slightly, and N turned his head to see an old man in a golden robe walking slowly towards them with a cane in the distance, his expression solemn.

N spoke very respectfully, "Father, I'm sorry, I took it upon myself to lead Team Plasma in attacking Team Rocket. However, their actions of harming our fellow countrymen are simply intolerable to me."

"It's alright, I'm not here to blame you," Quixote placed his hands on the head of his cane, his lips twitching into a relieved smile. "In fact, I'm very happy to see that you've learned to think proactively and take action for your ideals. This proves that you've grown up and have the power to achieve them. As your father, I'm proud of you."

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"Unfortunately, I still couldn't find any trace of the Light Stone in Kanto," N said. "Lexiram's power is extremely strong, and we absolutely cannot let it fall into the hands of those with ulterior motives. Perhaps the Light Stone isn't in Kanto. Maybe I should go to the Eastern Empire next."

"No rush," Quixote stopped him. "I've already sent people to take care of the search for the Light Stone, and I believe we'll have results soon. As your father, I suggest you stay in Kanto for now."

"Stay in Kanto?" N asked, puzzled.

"Yes, stay here," Quixote nodded. "Our people here have been oppressed for too long. It's not enough to just liberate their bodies; we must liberate their minds. Therefore, you need to stay in Guanthu for a while to prevent any accidents from happening. You understand what I mean, right?"

N pondered for a moment, then nodded: "I understand, Father."

"Alright," Quixote laughed heartily, "You're a true son of mine. That's settled then. You and your friends take a rest, and I'll handle the rest."

After saying that, Quixote turned and left, leaning on his cane. A black-haired woman walked towards him. She was slender, with red lips, a beautiful and charming face, and her eyes were sparkling but not flirtatious. She blinked her eyes, put her hands behind her back, and wore a headdress that looked like fox ears. She walked and jumped towards N.

As she walked behind Quichis, the woman turned around, bent over, lowered her eyelids, and stuck out her tongue at Quichis with disgust: "Pah! Pah! You treacherous minister!!!"

The woman used telepathy to hurl vicious curses.

"Daji, stop fooling around!" N walked to the woman's side and scolded her in a low voice.

"Okay~"

After being scolded by N, the woman turned around, smiled mischievously, and removed her disguise to reveal black fur—she was a Zoroark.

"Why did you suddenly come over? Did something happen?" N asked.

"Let me think where to begin," Zoroark tilted his head and said, "In Unova, we encountered a group of Pokémon that had been abused by humans."

"Pokémon abused by humans?" N's eyes sharpened. "Yes, it seems they were previously imprisoned in a human organization, something like the Foundation."

"The Aether Foundation?" N asked doubtfully. "Isn't that the organization in Alola dedicated to protecting Pokémon?"

"Yes, that's the name," Zoroark said, his eyes lighting up. "According to them, the Aether Foundation is ostensibly a Pokémon protection organization, but their leader is a cruel and wicked woman who secretly freezes Pokémon she likes. They were imprisoned by that woman before, although we don't know why she suddenly released them."

"Are you using the noble cause of protecting Pokémon to cover up your ugly behavior?" N's face darkened, and flames burned in his lifeless eyes.

"N, shall we set off?" Sensing N's will, Zekrom spread its wings and looked up at the sky.

"There's no need," Zoroark said. "Mewtwo and Genesect have already set off, and they look quite intimidating."

"They—" N was slightly shocked. "And what about you? Aren't you going with them?"

"I originally wanted to go too, but—" Zoroark poked his finger, "I suddenly got homesick, so—"

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"Your home—I remember your hometown is Donghuang, right?" N said.

"Yes, Donghuang," Zoroark said, "so I've come to say goodbye. I'm planning to go home. Do you need me to bring you any souvenirs?"

"No need for a gift," N said after a moment's thought. "If you have the chance, please go and find that friend I've never met before."

"Him!" Zoroark slapped his palm. "I haven't seen him in ages. Alright, I'll see if I can find him. I'm quite interested in him."