Pokemon: Team Rocket

"Damn it, the lion opened his mouth!"

"One of the three dragons for a bloodline fruit?? Why don't you let me bring you the Tao?"

"The lion opened its mouth, oh no, it's just a hippopotamus!"

"The old spray opened his mouth!"

"..."

Outside the research institute, Ye Tong left cursing, Ye Tong was really angry about Akromar's conditions.

Oh no, he was already angry, but this time, Ye Tong was even more angry.

Outside the research institute, Akromar also came out, looking at Ye Tong who left angrily, with deep eyes.

Akromar is very confident that only he can create the fruit of blood in the whole world.

Of course, his self-confidence is not only that, but also his judgment on Ye Tong.

He believes that Ye Tong will definitely do everything possible to restore Likongzuo's strength, because part of the reason why Likongzao's strength has fallen is because he followed Ye Tong.

A trainer, especially a trainer like Ye Tong, will never let an elf who has fallen because of his physical strength never return to the peak.

"My research can never be wrong."

At a certain moment, after Akromar said a word, a somewhat crazy light appeared in his eyes again.

The reason why he failed before was definitely because the elf he chose was not strong enough. If it was one of the three dragons, it would definitely be fine.

The best is Kyurem, because Kyurem was at the top and bottom of God’s Mansion before he merged. If in his research, Kyurem has exerted a power beyond God’s Mansion, then it is enough to prove that his own research is Yes!
"King Xiaoye, you will definitely come back."

Seeing the dark scene gradually falling, Akromar finally said a word, and then, without knowing what, he took out a fruit.

This is the bloodline fruit in the photo. At this moment, even though it is night, it is emitting light.

What's even more weird is that this heart-like fruit seems to be beating at a certain frequency.

……

thump.

In a certain hotel in Shuanglong City, Ye Tong seemed to be thinking about what happened in the afternoon, and Ye Tong punched the table beside him angrily.

I really endured for a while and thought about it more and more, and when I took a step back, I thought about it more and more.

"I should have punched that Akromar directly today!"

"call?"

This sound startled Lao Tie, who was lying on the ground next to him, and sat up in a jerk.

What's the matter, an earthquake?
After seeing Ye Tong sitting on the bed in a daze, Lao Jie showed a puzzled expression.

What are you doing?Do not sleep at night?
"It has nothing to do with you, sleep with you." Ye Tong replied, clasping his hands with a depressed expression on his face.

Seeing that the thing that restores Likongzao's strength is in front of him, but the lion on the other side opens his mouth, you say you are not angry.

After a while, Ye Tong's expression softened as he thought of the super blood fruit in the system rewards.

"In the worst case, I will slowly cultivate the elves by myself. At that time, I will cultivate three more powerful elves, and I can also take the fruit to restore the strength of the empty seat."

"Isn't it delicious? If I exchange one of the three dragons for a fruit, I'm afraid it's not my brain."

After cursing again, Ye Tong got better now, put the bedclothes on his head, and fell asleep.

"Hoohoo."

On the side, Lao Ping watched Ye Tong's movements the whole time, and didn't know what to say. After seeing Ye Tong fell asleep, he hummed and yawned.

Immediately, he lay down again.

After a while, there was a loud shouting sound.

thump.

At a certain moment, in the darkness, a pillow flew over and hit Lao Jie squarely on the head.

"Fuck you, I'm going to take a tape and stick your mouth up when I go to bed at night."

"call???"

……

The sun rose as usual the next day, Ye Tong walked out of the hotel, swiped the card under the terrified eyes of the hotel owner, and walked out of the hotel.

Walking on the streets of Shuanglong City, Ye Tong walked fast. Obviously, yesterday's unpleasant experience made him not have much nostalgia for the city of Shuanglong City.

Go to the next city, play the gym, and stop by the temple when you pass by the temple.

At least from N's words, Ye Tong also got a lot of useful information. In the temple of Hezhong, there are only two supreme beings, that is, the black and white dragons.

Originally Kyurem was not there, Ye Tong might still be a little worried, after all, Yanbai and Diablo are not easy to mess with.

It's different now, Kyurem was taken by me, and now I have three near-god-levels in my hand, plus Shadow Falling into the Water, so there's no problem with picking up a black and white dragon.

What's more, if N's going, if he directly seized the control of Bailong, it would be even more serious.

"Good guy, after this calculation, I'm pretty amazing now." Ye Tong nodded thoughtfully. If he helps N win Lacey Ram, it's equivalent to his own strength has improved a lot. cut.

Overcoming Arceus is just around the corner!
……

pat, pat.

The Plasma Temple, known as the Temple, is actually the base camp of the Plasma Team.

A young man with dark green hair strode in here. The guard at the door who had been dozing off suddenly woke up and took defensive actions. After realizing that it was N, he relaxed again.

"Master N, are you back?"

"Ah."

N nodded, and glanced at the tall pillars in the temple, feeling a little strange.

He hadn't returned for quite some time after Quekis sent him to the Temple.

"Where's my father, is he here?" Glancing at the two courteous guards, N spoke out, with a little solemnity between his brows and eyes.

"Yes, the leader has been here recently." The guard replied, and quickly said: "Master N wants to see the leader, I will go to report..."

"No, I'll go see him directly."

N interrupted the guard, stepped forward, and walked into the temple.

The temple is very big, but there are not many people. The people of the plasma team spend most of their time spreading teachings and collecting elves.

It also includes N, and even Quecchis will go there in person sometimes.

Soon, we came to the end of the temple, on the left, there was a big warehouse.

N took a look. In the warehouse, the elf balls were piled up like a mountain.

Those are all elves they collected from the people.

There are a lot of them, thousands of them, and it is the number every year.

At the end of every year, Quecchis will send people to take out all the poke balls here, take them to release, and let the public see them.

There is an amiable leader who has the teaching that what he says and what he does is what he does, which is why Team Plasma has such an influence in an environment as large as the United.

Withdrawing his gaze, N looked to the right. In the study, Queches sat in front of the documents, frowning, as if he was thinking about something.

When he came to the door, N hesitated for a while, and finally knocked on the door, "Father."

Hearing the sound, Quekis' body froze for a moment, but soon, he turned around and looked at N with a kind smile on his face.

This is his signature smile, of course, most of the time N sees this kind of smile.

"You didn't tell me why you came back." Quekis came to N and patted his shoulder, "I haven't seen you for a few months, and you've grown a little taller."

Familiar greeting, but this time, N didn't feel much warmth, stared at Quecchis closely, opened his mouth lightly, and just yelled.

"Father."

Queches naturally sensed that something was wrong with N, his eyes flicked with N, and seemed to move to the other side naturally.

Patting N on the shoulder again, Kuiqisi said kindly: "Boy, what's wrong with you, you seem a little unhappy."

"What's the matter, tell father, father will give you advice."

The words came out, still like the conversation between an old father and his son, so harmonious, harmonious, and contradictory.

N shook his head. At this moment, after knowing all the reasons, he naturally didn't want to believe the friendliness deliberately pretended by the man in front of him.

He didn't speak for a while, only the sound of breathing. N lowered his head, as if to vent his emotions.

After a long time, N raised his head again and looked at Quecchi, seemingly for the first time in his life, with a disappointed expression in his eyes.

"Father, why are you lying to me?"