An abstract trainer who taught Charmander the Incinerate move

Chapter 96 Returning Home in Glory (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)

"I'm so sorry, Director Mo, I don't know why I felt sleepy. Thank you so much for taking care of me. Let's go to the Western restaurant next door for dinner later. Their black pepper beef is especially delicious..."

As she got up from the bed in the love hotel, Liuli's voice carried a hint of laziness and apology, and a trace of sleepiness still lingered in the corners of her eyes.

She warmly invited Mo Zhen to dine with her, and in her sweet smile, one could almost smell the aroma of the black pepper beef tenderloin.

Hearing "black pepper beef tenderloin" seems to have triggered some keywords.

Mo Zhen gave a polite but distant smile, her slender fingers waving slightly as she politely declined the invitation.

"Never mind, I... I don't like black pepper beef tenderloin. But don't worry, I'll take care of the role. I completely approve of your acting skills. I'll contact you before filming starts!"

Liuli picked up her bag, walked towards the door, and gave Mozhen a sweet smile as she turned around.

"Director Mo, I hope our collaboration will be pleasant."

"Most definitely."

Mo Zhen nodded, a meaningful smile playing on her lips.

After seeing Liuli off, Mo Zhen strode out of the lovers' hotel with her head held high.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out, he ran into a pair of old acquaintances at the door.

"Oh, what a coincidence, you two were also staying here yesterday?"

The two people who appeared before them were none other than Kuroren Shirou, whom they had met at the Pokémon Tournament.

Upon seeing Mo Zhen again, Bai Lu, holding her green hat, nervously clutched the super ball around her waist.

"Ha...haha, I didn't expect to run into you again. I'm sorry for the trouble I caused you last time..."

Seeing Bai Lu's evasive manner, Mo Zhen's meaningful gaze swept back and forth between the two, revealing a see-through look like that of a mudskipper.

Seeing this, Hei Lian immediately explained.

"No...don't misunderstand, we're staying here because they're having a promotion and there are discounts. We're just ordinary friends, it's not what you're thinking. We...we booked two rooms!"

Hearing this attempt to cover up the truth, the worldly-wise Mo Zhen did not launch a [malicious pursuit], but instead, with great social graces, went along with it.

"Young man, don't get too excited. I didn't say anything. By the way, you two have been together the whole time. Are you on a group tour?"

Seeing that Mo Zhen did not continue to dwell on the previous topic, Hei Lian immediately replied.

"We are currently completing our graduation exams at the academy to obtain our professional trainer certification. Because there are many exam locations, we graduates usually team up to look out for each other..."

An assessment? A dojo challenge?

However, Mo Zhen had never heard of any dojos or similar institutions since arriving in this world.

This made him a little curious.

"Hmm? May I ask, what kind of assessments are required to become a professional trainer?"

Seeing that Mo Zhen was completely unaware, Hei Lian instantly became confident.

As a professionally trained and well-connected trainer, he finally found a sliver of professional confidence in Mo Zhen, a self-taught individual.

"Hehe, it seems you don't know much about us true trainers. Well, I might as well tell you. Our Unova League is currently working closely with West Devon Corporation to jointly develop and build the Unova region."

"If we obtain the professional trainer qualification, a large proportion of us will work for West Devon Corporation. Therefore, we will undergo internships and assessments in various departments of West Devon Corporation, with professional assessments conducted jointly by the League and the company..."

West Devon Company...

Mo Zhen had a strange look on his face. This was not the first time he had heard of this company. He had almost been hired directly by their Ministry of Railways as soon as he got off the ship in Hezhong.

He knew Devon Company very well; it was the family workshop run by Daigo, that narcissistic gay man with a stone fetish.

But what exactly is this West German Company? Could it be a shell of the East India Company, a disguised colonial system...?

"Ah, if there's nothing else, we'll be going now! Blackie, let's hurry! We still have performance targets to meet..."

Before Mo Zhen could ask any more questions, Bai Lu hurriedly grabbed Hei Lian and disappeared from his sight in a flash.

It's clear that her previous experience left a significant shadow in her mind, making her very wary of Mo Zhen.

Mo Zhen looked at his handsome face in the mirror with some distress. It seemed that being too charming was not all good. It was easy for some humble people to distance themselves from him.

Only Luca rubbed his nose, his sharp eyes fixed on Bailu's departing figure.

It detected a familiar yet wicked scent of grass sap on the woman…

Mo Zhen's plan to create a sensation as a roast chicken idol has now been successfully completed, but it will still take some time before filming begins.

This garbage time in Bollywood is meaningless to Mo Zhen, like those dispensable transition shots in a movie.

Having accomplished the main purpose of her trip, Mo Zhen bid farewell to Wan Long.

"What?! You...you're leaving!"

Upon hearing the news, Wanlong's voice trembled and broke like a snapped harp string, her eyes filled with reluctance. The time she spent with Mo Zhen day and night was the most dreamlike period of her life, like a colorful dream that she didn't want to wake up from.

Although there were some deeply painful episodes in the story, it was precisely this pain that etched Mo Zhen into her heart, making her realize how important the man in front of her was to her.

Mo Zhen smiled slightly, a smile that contained too many complex emotions, a fusion of all her acting skills, as she bid farewell to Wanlong with deep affection.

"Parting is for a better reunion. Our meeting was wonderful, but we cannot stop here and stop moving forward. We believe that when we meet again, we will both meet a better version of each other. Until then, let us strive to move forward on our own paths!"

"Director Mo..."

Wanlong stood there, looking into Mo Zhen's piercing eyes, her determination to change herself grew even stronger.

She knew that the other person was encouraging her, giving her the opportunity to make real changes and embark on the path to becoming a strong person.

From now on, she will no longer be just an online novelist who constructs dreams in words, but will become a true powerhouse.

The distance between the two seemed both vast and intimate at this moment.

Wanlong understood that this separation was not the end, but a new beginning.

"Wait for me, Director Mo. When we meet again, I will be someone worthy of standing by your side."

As the sun set, it bathed the entire city in a golden-red hue.

In this glorious afterglow, a girl and her crystal chandelier spirit embark on a journey to become a powerful being.

Behind her, a man in a red suit stood in the shadows, watching her departing figure.

His face wore an expression that was both gratified and profound, like a director admiring the play he had meticulously designed.

Lord Mo Zhen, Wanlong... she really is a good woman!

Watching Wanlong's departing figure, even Xiaomengzi couldn't help but sigh, a maternal smile appearing on her lips.

Mo Zhen smiled slightly and teased.

"Oh, you know all about women now? If you ask me, she's not a good woman at all..."

Xiaomengzi was taken aback and found it hard to believe.

【Huh? This isn't considered a good woman?! Are there really no good women in this world?】

A sly glint flashed in Mo Zhen's eyes as he sternly corrected her.

"She should be a good girl! But unfortunately, my story basically doesn't need the female lead's scenes, since I have art to accompany me, that's enough!"

Indeed, Xiaomengzi tried hard to imagine the scene of Mo Zhen's wife and children on a warm kang (heated brick bed), but even with the help of dream energy, she failed to imagine it.

Because the imagery was so abstract, it was practically absurd, like trying to merge water and fire together, violating the laws of nature.

On the way back to the lower city, Xiaomengzi was filled with worry, and it had a very bad feeling.

[Lord Mo Zhen, to be honest, I still have a feeling something big is going to happen this time. What if that kid Gong Ping can't handle the blow and just restarts the game?]

Mo Zhen rested his head on his pillow, his face still bearing the same confident smile he never showed before.

"Don't worry, as the saying goes, there is no construction without destruction, and great destruction leads to great construction. I could see the strength beneath that child's timid exterior from the very first glance. He is the man who will save the entire Unova in the future, how could he not withstand such a small storm?"

Mo Zhen's words always seemed to have a magical power, and Xiao Mengzi also began to join the optimistic family and become more optimistic.

[Yes...yes! This kid is the future Unova Champion, a mere woman, haha...he definitely won't care!]

As Mo Zhen moved further and further away from Bollywood, the surrounding scenery gradually became wilder.

Gunfights, drug dealers, and dark creatures roam freely in this chaotic neighborhood, as if it were their own territory.

Along the streets, dejected figures leaned against the mottled walls.

Their eyes were vacant, but a strange smile played on their lips, as if they were in some kind of beautiful dream.

At the street corner, a man wearing a black hooded trench coat and a gray mask leaned against the wall, his sharp eyes scanning his surroundings, like a predator in the night searching for its next prey.

A reasonably well-dressed young man cautiously approached him and took out a wad of banknotes from his pocket.

"Give me the best of everything, I need to see her one more time..."

The mysterious businessman slowly pulled open his trench coat as if he were peddling pornographic DVDs, his movements elegant yet eerie, and pulled a small bottle that shimmered with pink light from his inside pocket.

"This is the latest Dreamer 5th generation, with stronger effects and more realistic dreams."

The young man eagerly took the bottle, his fingers trembling, his eyes gleaming with a sickly light.

Seeing these scenes, Mo Zhen revealed a pleased smile, as if he had returned home in triumph.

Yes, it's the same recipe, the same familiar taste. This is the Unova Streets I love—chaotic yet real, dangerous yet full of vitality!
Just as a wicked deal was about to be completed, a loud, deep shout suddenly came from the street corner.

"Yo yo yo, what are you doing, homie? This street is Lord Uz's territory, f***ing! You're selling the toxic smoke team's junk? That's utterly disrespectful, you know?"

(End of this chapter)