An abstract trainer who taught Charmander the Incinerate move

Chapter 68 The Redemption of Haushenk (Please continue reading!)
Seeing Gouhao lying on the ground, revealing his true form, Mo Zhen immediately became almost certain...

This Flame Rabbit is the one that was taken from Dog Hao's hands, right?
Somehow, these two went against the natural order and ushered in a new era for Pocket Humans.

Covering her mouth to hide the distorted smile, Mo Zhen bent down and greeted Hao Zai on the ground with affection.

"Hey hey hey, isn't this the little Hao Jun who's determined to tame the dream? I haven't seen him for a few days, why is he lying on the ground like this? Is this the latest performance art?"

With trembling eyes, Xiao Hao looked up and saw Mo Zhen, an old acquaintance. It was as if he had seen the rising sun in the darkness. Tears welled up in his eyes and he rushed to the other's trouser leg.

"Quack! Mr. Mo Zhen, save me! These lunatics from Team Plasma knocked me to the ground and are forcing me to be Scorbunny's hardworking slave!"

Heaven has eyes! Now Gouhao has truly become a dog!
Gong Ping stared wide-eyed at the wondrous scene before him.

Although nothing is surprising on this free continent, the scene before us is still a bit too advanced.

Good heavens, this party is way too crazy! City people really know how to have fun!
He gave Mingyi a probing look, and the girl pulled a sexy little leather whip from under her skirt and gently lashed it in her palm.

“The sage said that he has committed a grave sin against his elves and needs to atone for it in this way. I will supervise him to reform himself.”

As she spoke, she flicked her wrist, and the whip cracked crisply in the air.

Dog Hao shuddered and curled up even tighter as if he had been electrocuted.

"Ah this..."

Even Mo Zhen almost couldn't hold back her laughter anymore.

It turns out that after being rescued by Team Plasma at Suanmu Farm, this dim-witted guy, Gouhao, thought he could board a cruise ship back to Kanto.

But to his utter surprise, Scorbunny, who had infiltrated Team Plasma before him, reported his beastly past to the Seven Sages.

As an extreme spirit protection organization that values ​​spirit life above all else, Team Plasma naturally ended up with everyone happy.

Doghao was directly used by the Seven Sages as a typical case of persecuting Pokémon and was severely criticized, while the opposing forces staged a plot of Pokémon defying the heavens.

Meanwhile, Flame Rabbit became Mingyi's partner. Their main task at present is to use physical means to reform Gouhao's mind, so that he can experience the pain of being enslaved and oppressed firsthand.

I don't know why, but those guys who make Pokémon fan art always like to bundle Mei and Snivy together.

But with Mo Zhen in the world, it stands out as something unique.

Naruto started with the Galar starter Pokémon, focusing on something completely unexpected.

However, there's nothing wrong with that. The Galar region and the Unova region are well-known as a conjoined father and son (the prototypes are Britain and the United States, you know what I mean). They are of the same lineage, and it's perfectly reasonable for the protagonist of the Unova region to use the Galar starter Pokémon.

Seeing Gouhao's miserable situation, even the pure-hearted fundamentalist elf-believer Xiaomengzi couldn't bear to watch anymore.

"Hey, Lord Mo Zhen, I think this elf protection organization is a bit too extreme. I think before we liberate the elves in the factory, let's liberate this kid's knees first..."

Mo Zhen smiled slightly and said it was commonplace.

"Calm down, don't make a fuss. You need to understand that protecting without being extreme is the same as not protecting at all! Sometimes, putting yourself in someone else's shoes can promote mutual understanding between humans and elves. Isn't that a good thing?"

In this wave, Mingyi gained an elf, Gouhao learned a lesson, Gongping broadened his horizons, Mozhen got inspiration, and everyone won big.

Dog Hao never imagined that one day he would be dominated by the big-breasted, unambitious country girl on the smuggling boat, and that she would even steal his pet.

Recalling everything since arriving in United, Haozai's eyes welled up with tears, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

Large tears fell onto the mottled ground, leaving two glistening streaks on his dark cheeks.

"Why...why am I always the unlucky one? I just wanted to realize my dream, what's wrong with that! Damn it, I will not give in, one day I will make dreams my spirit!" The more excited Xiao Haoteng became, he suddenly stood up and tore at his prison clothes.

The desperate pulling motion seemed to break free from the shackles of fate, making this scene resemble the protagonist embracing freedom in the torrential rain of The Shawshank Redemption.

However, escaping from prison under the watchful eyes of the guards was not a rational act. When Mingyi saw Xiaohao stand up, her eyes immediately showed displeasure.

"Hao-zai is naughty, so Rabbit will give him a spanking!"

Snap! So fast!
Without any regard for past feelings—well, maybe it was because of past feelings—Flame Rabbit launched itself forward, raised its size 42 foot, and kicked Xiao Hao in the waist!
"Cuck!"

The poor Blackie let out a mournful scream, his head drooping like a dead bird, falling limply to the ground once more.

Hearing the dark-skinned boy muttering his broken dreams again, Xiao Mengzi's face darkened and his expression became solemn.

Lord Mo Zhen, you're right. This scoundrel shows absolutely no remorse and needs further education!

So everyone happily reached a consensus, and Mo Zhen patted Mingyi on the shoulder affectionately, giving high praise to her work.

"Very good, Mingyi, that's how it should be done, no, that's the only way! I hope that next time we meet, this kid's thinking will be worthy of the height of walking upright..."

"Hey! Uzi, what are you doing? Why did you run off to the other side's base? I'm practically squashed into a biscuit, and you're still there flirting!"

While Mo Zhen and Ming Yi were having a pleasant conversation, an unpleasant sound came from a secluded corner.

While watching Mr. Uzi bathe in the enemy's spring, Carbin was jumping up and down in the crowd, holding an M4A1.

The members of the quick-draw team were blocked by the protesters inside the fence at the park's main entrance.

Faced with the vast ocean of the people, they completely lost their former grandeur.

Seeing her boss greeting her warmly, Mo Zhen casually strolled over, munching on sunflower seeds.

"Oh, beautiful lady, good morning. May I ask how I can help you?"

Cabin turned her head and tossed her purple ponytail, looking like a resentful woman neglected by her old lover, and said fiercely.

"Stop giving me that nonsense. You've seen the situation, haven't you? Thanks to the plasma team, the industrial park can't function properly anymore. You're the least sensible one here, so you come up with a way to get rid of these people!"

The capitalists in the park had approached the Alliance's sheriff before, but when Officer Jenny from the Alliance heard that it was Team Plasma causing trouble, she immediately said that the police car had broken down and would arrive the next day.

The factory owners had no choice but to hire local shrewd gangs to temporarily fill in.

Seeing that his personal abilities had been highly recognized by his superiors, the expert in the field of brainstorming instantly completed his skill casting, raised his hands high, and activated his divine skill, "Look at Me," to forcibly attract everyone's attention.

"Everyone, look at me! Look at me!"

The moment Mo Zhen raised both hands to activate "Look at Me," the entire industrial park suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

The laid-off workers' marching slogans came to an abrupt halt, and all eyes turned to the source of the sound. Even Gouhao, who was lying on the ground, forgot to groan.

Mo Zhen, with his messy hair, revealed his signature wicked smile, his fingers drawing exaggerated arcs in the air.

"I have a great suggestion. It's ridiculous for a bunch of humans to be discussing Pokémon here. Why don't we let the Pokémon decide for themselves whether or not they should go to work? I propose that we hold the first Unova Pokémon Conference to discuss in depth whether Pokémon should have to work!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Keep reading these last few days, everyone! A big name is coming tomorrow.
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