New Years Eve in Pokémon World

"In my early years, I was too self-willed. I valued power, property, connections, controlling my subordinates, and conquering the world... But now I suddenly realize that if I were facing a baby, none of the above things would be worth mentioning." 』

——by Banmu, the leader of Team Rocket.

The above motto is very much like the head of the Rockets. After half a life and looking back on the long road, he reminds everyone not to forget the so-called "innocent heart". If you put this passage into reading comprehension, it will look like this Answering yes is also a bonus.

But Boss Banmu really didn’t mean that.

When facing this Pokémon with a blank mind, his masterpiece - Mewtwo, he felt like he was facing an ordinary baby.

Even more troublesome than a baby.

"How should I win over him!"

In Boss Banmu's mansion, the leader of Team Rocket was sitting on the sofa and was drunk.

Whenever a middle-aged man shows such a fragile look, there is a high probability that there is something wrong with his children's education.

"I can give Chaomeng everything I have, money, power! I can even give him the actual control of the entire Rockets team!"

Banmu held a beer bottle in his hand and roared at Xia Bo who came to persuade him with red eyes, as if he wanted to vent the pain in his heart.

"But he doesn't want it. He doesn't care about any of this!"

Faced with his boss's crying, Xia Bo was helpless and echoed from the side, not knowing what to say.

Is this the trouble of rich people?Boss Banmu looks like his biological son has no intention of inheriting the family business and insists on becoming an Internet celebrity. This is a vulgar plot!

"Mr. Itagi, please don't be in such pain! There is an old saying on Earth: 'There is a bright future and a bright future after another village'. Things will always get better!"

After hearing Uncle Xia's advice, Boss Banmu sighed, reached out and patted Uncle Xia on the shoulder.

"I didn't expect that you would be the one to comfort me in the end!"

Xia Boxin said he didn't expect it himself.

This is his daughter. When Xiao Ai was playing tarot cards at home, she suddenly told him that she wanted him to go to the boss's villa immediately to get a chance for promotion and salary increase.

He arrived doubtfully, but he didn't expect to catch up with his boss crying over a broken heart... Wait, there seems to be something wrong with this description.

While Xia Bo was thinking this, he took out a mask and put it on. This was what his daughter asked him to wear. Although he didn't know why, he was right to listen to his daughter's words.

"Mr. Itaki, what exactly does Mewtwo want to cooperate with us and cooperate with Team Rocket's plan?"

Xia Bo was also quite angry. After all, he was the one who set up the Mewtwo experiment. However, the Pokémon that were born had good strength and good physical fitness, but they were just disobedient.

Fortunately, this matter cannot be blamed on him. In the Pokémon world, if you want to gain recognition from Pokémon, you have to rely on your own abilities.

"You ask me what he wants?"

"He wants me, the head of the family, to nurse him myself!"

After saying this, Banmu covered his face with his hands and continued to cry uncontrollably.

Xia Bo's expression suddenly became a little unsustainable, and he quickly asked: "Did he really say that? At first, I thought he was joking!"

Chaomeng really wants Banmu to breastfeed him?

Xia Bo: (???)

After realizing this, Xia Bo suddenly pulled his mask, then lowered his head to hide his expression, his shoulders shaking violently.

He seems to know the use of masks!

In fact, before Chaomeng was born, after he personally typed down the saying "seven live and eight dead" on the computer, which is a common saying for human babies, Xia Bo began to think about whether there was something wrong with Chaomeng's positioning of himself.

This is completely targeting humans!

It is indeed not surprising that a Pokémon like this that was completely made by humans has such a high IQ and a trace of human blood in its body. It can think about its own origin, its own existence and other philosophical issues. .

Xia Bo also thought about whether the born Mewtwo would be confused about whether he was a human or a Pokémon.

But you can’t compare it to human babies!

This is obviously very problematic!

"What do you think I should do in this situation? Even if it's a baby, what I should give should be love and bonding, right?"

"Why did he only focus on my milk!"

Xia Bo: "..."

He lowered his head, and his shoulders seemed to be twitching, shaking wildly, shaking...

God, what did he hear?

He actually heard the words love and bondage from Boss Banmu's mouth!

It seems that under the pressure of milk, even the old man Banmu started to pay attention to love and bonding!

In fact, compared to milk, even the most illusory love and bond are more real!

"This, this, this...can't hire a big milk tank or a human nanny..."

After expressing this opinion, Xia Bo also realized that his idea was unreliable, and his voice gradually dropped.

Because if you do this, it will be no different from the previous chef. Chaomeng will not recognize the board because of this. Instead, he will recognize the big milk jug or make the human nanny his own mother.

It's hard to do.

He turned to look at the collapsed board with some embarrassment.

The only way is really left...

Xia Bo couldn't control his eyes and began to peek at Banmu's chest.

It doesn't seem to work. Their boss is not tall and doesn't have any exaggerated pecs.

"But how can you do it if you don't try!" Banmu wiped away his tears and stood up, with a resolute flame in his eyes.

Then he took out his computer!

Xia Bo was shocked when he saw the search records on the computer.

"Can men produce milk?" 』

"Comprehensive list of conditions for male milk production." 』

"Introduction to Artificial Breast/Gland Implantation Surgery"

“Does it strengthen the parent-child relationship if the father personally breastfeeds the baby? 』

Xia Bo: (???)

Poor parents!

The moment he saw Boss Banmu's browsing history, Mr. Xia burst into tears. Why didn't he have a daughter who could empathize with this kind of fatherly love?

"Boss Banmu, I understand your feelings, but this surgery must not be performed!"

Xia Bo howled and threw himself on Banmu: "You are the backbone of our Rockets team, you can't do such stupid things!"

Team Rocket must not have a male alpha who can produce milk!

Do they want to lose face anymore? ! !

You must know that every bad organization has its own characteristics. The boss of the water fleet, Shui Wutong, has a lifelong wish to capture the sea god Kyogre.

The leader of Team Lava, Red Flame Song, also has a similar lifelong wish, except that the mythical beast he pursues is Groudon.

The leader of Team Galaxy, Red Sun, pursues quite a stream of consciousness and wants to create a new world.

The leader of the Plasma Group, Quichis, pursues a more environmentally friendly approach. Their purpose is to separate humans and Pokémon so that Pokémon will not be disturbed by humans.

...It can be said that each group and what their leader pursues is very unique and can be distinguished by others.

But what about you, Boss Banmu?

Can I breastfeed?

Do we, the Rockets, want to lose face?

When he thought of this, Uncle Xia's scalp felt numb!

"Chief Banmu, you must think twice before you act. Besides, there are other ways. Don't forget that I am a doctor and a scientist!"

Yes, although the Rockets don't have much of their own characteristics, they are still the largest villain organization, and the scientific researchers they hire are also the best.

Xia Bo is not only a Pokémon doctor, but also a very powerful scientist. He has helped Team Rocket research a lot of things.

However, it was the first time to study how to let a man release breasts.

"Can we change our thinking? Can't we... For example, I can help you make a high-tech breast-feeding device that is detachable and can be directly attached to and detached from the chest!"

As soon as he mentioned his professional field, Xia Bo became more energetic. He made a strange posture with his hands, and then made gestures on his chest.

"With this high-tech device, even men can fully enjoy the right to breastfeed their babies!"

Gollum...

As soon as Banmu let go of his hand, the beer bottle he was holding rolled into the distance. He raised his head and looked at Xia Bo blankly, as if he saw light and hope.

“Is this real, can this really be done?”

At this moment, he imagined in his mind the appearance of this glorious moment of motherhood.

He had this great device on his chest, his face was full of love and connection, and he had Mewtwo in his arms, and then...

At Team Rocket's headquarters, there was a room specially reserved for Chaomeng. Chaomeng was lying on his side watching TV in a leave-taking position when he suddenly felt a chill.

Then he sneezed several times.

Someone is definitely talking about him!

Mewtwo scratched the itch on his tail with the balls of his paws, changed his position slightly, then used his superpower to control the remote control and continued to change to the next channel.

Interesting. Watching TV is really fun.

It seems that staying with the Rockets has its benefits.

……

However, Chaomeng's leisurely life lasted only one day. The next day, Boss Banmu, who he had run away with, came back.

Carrying a pig's head that was swollen due to alcohol allergy.

Three cans of infant formula were brought to him.

Mew-two:"……"

It seemed right. He had checked the information before and found that human babies who were just two days old should drink these things.

Boss Banmu hurriedly took the milk bottle and milk powder, mixed a bottle with boiling water with his very unfamiliar hands, and handed it over.

"Can I be considered your parent now?"

Chaomeng nodded: "Forget it now, you can tell me what you want now."

Boss Banmu almost cried with joy when he heard Chaomeng relent... Yesterday, he and Xia Bo had a night of drinking together, and they had almost finalized the project of "detachable wet nurse auxiliary device".

Unfortunately, the project died in the end.

Because they both sobered up.

The two of them just sat facing each other, you looked at me, I looked at you, and finally they suddenly realized.

“What about mothers who don’t have breast milk, or children who don’t have mothers?”

Only then did I remember that there was milk powder.

Seeing that Chaomeng was frightened, Boss Banmu breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly made his request.

"You come with me first and conquer the Elf Alliance together."

Chaomeng, who was holding the bottle, looked at the pacifier, moved his head to take a sip, and then frowned in disgust. After all, he had eaten human food for the first time, and the bland infant milk powder was not that big. Attractive.

"Conquer the Elf Alliance?"

Chaomeng disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he had a sugar jar taken from the kitchen in his hand. After adding two tablespoons of sugar to the bottle, he tasted the saltiness before giving up.

He held the bottle and waved his hand towards the board.

"This is not what a two-day-old baby should do."

Banmu: "..."

It’s not over, isn’t it? It’s not over, isn’t it? !

He took a deep breath, and finally exhaled it slowly, and kept telling himself in his mind that this was the result of an experiment created by himself. This was the result of an experiment created by himself, and all the consequences were his own responsibility. …

Just because the super power fluctuation caused by Chaomeng's birth has attracted the attention of many people, it is better to keep a low profile at this time.

Thinking like this, Banmu finally turned his brain, and then forced out a smile.

"I made a mistake. It's dad's fault. Then let's do some activities that children like."

We can only let Chaomeng do some basic battles for the time being. At least let him and Chaomeng establish love and bond. At least, don't let him just think about letting himself breastfeed.

Thinking of this, Boss Banmu showed an amiable smile.

"Would you like to play wrestling with a bunch of little animals?"

……

Although the experiment of Team Rocket's "Dream Clone Project" is considered a success, and the power of Dream Creation itself has also reached the standard, all Pokémon, whether strong or weak, need to be continuously accumulated in battles. Only through experience can you grow.

So fighting is inevitable.

Mewtwo also wants to engage in Pokémon battles... no, I should say, it's suitable for Pokémon to engage in friendly playful wrestling.

This is the first step to conquer the Elf Alliance. You must first lay a solid foundation for yourself!

There is a combat training camp within Team Rocket where you can choose opponents, and the opponents there also have levels. Just like raising Gu, Team Rocket members need to put their own Pokémon into it and challenge each level. Either you die or I live, and you can only come out after completely admitting defeat.

During this period, the interior is completely sealed. No one knows what will happen. It only depends on who will be carried out on the stretcher in the end.

After Banmu selected a few first-level opponents, he let Chaomeng go in. The first-level opponents were Charmander, Bulbasaur, and Squirtle.

"According to his strength, one against three is absolutely no problem, just wait." After saying that, Banmu sat outside the waiting area and made himself a pot of tea. After drinking this cup of tea, Banmu felt that Mewtwo will almost come out.

However, 5 minute has passed...

10 minute has passed...

1 hours……

Banmu sat there a little embarrassed, and the tea in his hand had already gone cold.

No way, no way, his Mewtwo can't even defeat the three Gosanjia, right?

Finally, he shamelessly secretly gave himself the privilege to look into the combat site through the surveillance camera...

Chaomeng used his superpower to move the TV, carpet, and beanbag all over, and stuck them together with the three Gosanjia, watching the TV attentively.

Banmu: "..."

He has already experienced the sadness of an old father.