An abstract trainer who taught Charmander the Incinerate move

Chapter 71 Resonance
it is finally over.

The people of United States below the stage seemed to be freed from a frozen moment in time, their breaths rising and falling like the receding tide.

This brief meeting, lasting only a few minutes, felt like an eternity to the people of the United States, who were suffering terribly.

"Xiao Hong, are you alright?" "A Shui, are you okay?"

On the stage, the two trainers simultaneously leaped onto the platform to treat their Pokémon.

Mingyi pulled a large piece of milk-flavored bread from her bosom and stuffed it into Yantu'er's mouth without saying a word.

Gong Ping was in a great hurry, frantically stuffing dried fish and Tiger Roar Pills into the otter's mouth.

Seeing this, Hei Lian, whose worldview had been completely shattered by the battle, regained his professional confidence.

Holding the knowledge from his textbook, he began to despise the ignorance of these self-taught trainers.

"Tsk, what an unprofessional trainer! See? This is what self-taught trainers are like. They don't even know basic knowledge like 'Pokémon need to be healed with medicine' when they're injured. It's ridiculous!"

Bai Lu, who was wearing a green hat next to him, immediately echoed.

"Wow, Blackie, you're so professional! It looks like you'll definitely pass the League's test this time and become a professional trainer!"

Upon receiving praise from his companion, Hei Lian feigned humility.

"These are just basics, Bailu, you need to work harder. If you don't become a professional trainer, we'll be letting down Professor Yew's training..."

Hiccup! Yay!
As the two top students from the Trainer Academy chatted and laughed, Xiao Hong and A Shui suddenly started eating and bloating like Pokémon that had just consumed energy cubes in a marketing video, instantly becoming energetic and jumping around.

The two locked eyes, their gazes blazing with fighting spirit, as if they were about to begin Round 2.

Hei Lian, who had been talking eloquently, was stunned when the sound of his glasses shattering came again.

"No, what... what's going on? Is this a last gasp before death? This can't be, there's absolutely no record of this in the textbooks!"

Clearly, the understanding of the two champion-level trainers left the small-town trainers completely bewildered.

This shows that [Healing Potion] and [Delicious Water] are just commercial traps packaged by capitalists like Devon Corporation in conjunction with Trainer Schools, purely for exploiting people. Trainers with real soul have their own unique secret recipes.

After both sides successfully revived, the previously harmonious atmosphere on the field became tense once again.

In that instant, Mingyi's innocent eyes met Gongping's lewd gaze, and as their eyes met, it seemed as if an electric current surged and sparks flew!

Snapped!Snapped!
Just then, a pair of delicate hands landed on their shoulders.

The two turned around simultaneously and saw a bright, sunny smile reflected in their eyes.

"You two, what are your thoughts on becoming Trainers?"

Mo Zhen's voice was gentle and friendly, with a hint of teasing.

Mingyi's face immediately lit up with a bright smile, her eyes curving into crescents, her words filled with excitement and joy.

"Wow, Brother Mo Zhen, I feel great, even better than when I was making bread..."

Gong Ping's face showed an expression of disbelief, his lips trembled slightly, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Mr. Mo Zhen, this is simply unbelievable. I never thought I could actually do this..."

Suddenly, they seemed to realize something, and looked into each other's eyes, where they seemed to see their own reflections.

What?! So you are...

Could it be?! You are also...

At this moment, as Mo Zhen's personal disciples, the two felt a kind of indescribable resonance.

Mo Zhen smiled slightly and, while the iron was hot, put his arm around the two of them.

"Very good, you have all become true trainers. To commemorate this meaningful moment, let's shake hands!" A handshake, this simple gesture, conveys a special meaning that cannot be expressed in words.

The moment Gongping and Mingyi clasped hands, the two young people, from opposite ends of the earth and with vastly different destinies, resonated with each other because of their shared dream of becoming Trainers.

I indulge in drinking, gambling, and womanizing in Team Quickdraw, while you and Team Plasma commit murder and arson, but we are all excellent trainers, and we all have bright futures.

With such two outstanding talents, the future of the Union is not just good, not just good, but absolutely fantastic!
Unconsciously, those clenched hands burst forth with boundless light, like a butterfly flapping its wings, forming a massive storm that would completely rewrite countless future scenarios.

This historic meeting between the male and female protagonists of Pokémon Black and White 2 caused a dramatic change in the future timeline, generating extremely pure Dream Energy, which caused Mewtwo to become delirious and take off on the spot.

Amidst the frenzied, intense, and explosive inhalation, the pink, fat pig floating in the sky let out a blissful howl, like that of a eunuch.

[Ouch, I'm all grown up, I'm all grown up, I'm really all grown up this time! Hey, hey, hey, can someone help me hold down the ground? Why is the earth drifting further and further away...?]

Clearly, this dream energy is no ordinary product; its purity has reached an alarming level.

This gives us an idea of ​​just how shockingly pure Mo's next work will be...

The children on stage shook hands and made peace, while the adults below the stage began tense negotiations again.

The Plasma Team's knights and the Quickdraw Team's gunners faced off against each other, the atmosphere unusually tense.

"Everyone, please don't forget the main theme conveyed at the end of the conference: we must adhere to the principle of excellence, promote harmony and mutual assistance, and value peace. So, let's all take a step back and see what the future holds, shall we?"

A glint of intelligence flashed in Quixote's monocle as he glanced at Mo Zhen, scanned the quick-fire team, and then looked around at the surrounding workers before speaking in an unquestionable manner.

"In that case, let's compromise. Half of the elves in the factories of Liyong Industrial Park must be freed, and the number of human employees cannot be less than 50%. This is our bottom line..."

Seeing that the plasma team was willing to negotiate, Carbin instantly felt relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Anyway, they're just here to lend a hand. A large organization like Team Plasma, which is spread throughout the Unova, is far more powerful than local bullies like them.

If a war really breaks out, they'll make money even faster than the factory owners.

Just then, Cabin's phone rang, and her expression changed drastically, revealing an extremely respectful demeanor.

"Hey, Boss, just now the Plasma Team... what, you already know everything? Do you think this is okay? Okay, then we'll do as you say!"

Upon receiving the call from the "BOSS," Cabin completely relaxed and agreed to Quixote's terms.

The boss of the Quick Gun team is a very mysterious figure.

Despite being the leader of the organization, few members of the Quick Gun team have ever seen his true identity, and no one even knows anything about his past.

Everything about the boss is a mystery, with only one hidden rumor.

He was a red-haired man.

In the underworld of Liyong City, he is known as the "Crimson King".

Although this man is elusive and only gives orders to his subordinates via specific phone calls, no one in the quick-fire squad dares to disobey the BOSS's orders.

Because the members of the Quickdraw Squad all knew that the consequences of disobeying the BOSS's orders would be terrifying...

Ultimately, the meeting's outcome was unanimously approved by both sides. The plasma team successfully won over the hearts of the people, while the quick-fire team kept their jobs, resulting in another thriving and mutually beneficial situation.

It is only because our poor factory owners have to tearfully lay off half of their extremely cheap Pokémon laborers that this is a huge setback in the history of the Pokémon industry.

"It's gone, it's gone..."

As the music ended and everyone prepared to go home and find their mothers, Mingyi's bright eyes suddenly filled with tears, and even her voice became choked with sobs.

She held an empty half-stretched dog leash in her hand, tears streaming down her face.

"Waaaah, Hao-zai is gone!"

(End of this chapter)