Pokémon: Shadow of the Dawn

"Three million?" Wang Jin's voice was a little distorted.

If it was only one million Alliance coins, and he had received 3.5 million from Long Lin and Li Mo, there was nothing wrong with paying to eliminate the disaster. Both he and the fat shop owner made money, so Wang Jin could totally accept it.

But the temporary price increase to three million Alliance Coins was beyond Wang Jin’s bottom line.

He currently has no channels to sell dragon scales, and does not understand the transaction procedures on the so-called black websites. He is very afraid that someone will come and kill people and rob them.

If he gave him three million, all the dangers he encountered tonight would be thrown into the air, with nothing left.

Besides, who knows if this fat guy will continue to raise the price?

"A temporary increase to three million, is that right..." Wang Jin frowned and looked at the fat shop owner, but the fat shop owner didn't think there was anything wrong at all. Instead, he came closer to Wang Jin and pointed at Wang Jin with his white radish-like finger.

"I know that you are Zhi Shanque's sparring partner in the arena. I also know that your strength is only what you appear to be. You are not a scion of a large family who came to Guandu. You are just an illegal immigrant in disguise." The fat shop owner smiled sinisterly, his face looking like a pumpkin.

Wang Jin looked at him quietly without saying anything.

Seeing this, the fat shop owner leaned forward again, propped his hands on the counter, and said with his face raised:

"Haha, you don't want to? If you give me one million, the body will remain in my hands. I may help you cover it up today, but I may not be able to do that tomorrow. But for three million, I will clean up the body in front of you and solve the problem."

"Hmm..." Wang Jin responded briefly and nodded.

"Haha, this is..." The fat shop owner had just said half of his words when his voice got stuck in his throat.

Wang Jin stretched out his hand, which was tightly holding the knife handle in his pocket, at the fastest speed and pierced the fat shopkeeper's neck very accurately. He was very skilled and had great strength.

"Sizzle..." The knife was slowly pulled out, and blood flowed quickly down the neck like red wine overflowing from an oak barrel.

The fat shop owner's face was twitching with astonishment. He could not understand why the boy in front of him had the guts to kill someone here.

Even though it's night, the official store of the league still has to operate, and now is the time to turn on the lights.

The fat shop owner was a person planted by Quanguan Dojo. Once he is discovered missing, the law enforcement team will definitely rush there as quickly as possible and conduct a comprehensive investigation of all the people coming in and out of the store.

Wang Jin can't escape.

The fat shop owner could clearly feel his life slipping away. His vision gradually became blurred and black, and his body involuntarily slumped forward.

Wang Jin took back the knife, and the fat shop owner lost his support and fell heavily onto the counter.

In the dark shop, only a faint light from the street lamp outside could barely seep in. The fat owner's blood had gathered into a pool and was slowly dripping from the glass counter.

Wang Jin packed up all his belongings and ignored the body, instead quickly walking around the convenience store.

He took a lot of high-quality ghost, flying, and steel energy blocks, and then stuffed all the elf props that had been on the shelf for a long time into his backpack.

After Wang Jin got the things, he took a deep breath and walked directly to the black market door leading to the Marrokomon Group Building.

"Hey..."

The iron door was pushed open, and it was pitch black inside. Wang Jin closed the door.

He was also not sure whether he could continue to enter the black market, and what the situation would be like once he entered.

The nervous wait made Wang Jin break out in a cold sweat. Amidst his confused thoughts on how to escape from Quanguan City, a crisp snap of fingers made Wang Jin breathe a sigh of relief.

A faint pink light flashed, and the room was instantly filled with light. Wang Jin used his arms to shield his eyes, which were not yet adapted, and waited for a moment before he was completely relieved.

The familiar room and the huge floor-to-ceiling windows were still in sight, and outside was the pitch-black night.

He instantly arrived at the building of the Marokomon Group from Quanguan City.

"Sir, what do you want?" The magnetic man's voice, which was very different from the previous black market businessman, echoed slowly.

Upon hearing this, Wang Jin completely put his mind at ease and sat down opposite the businessman in the loose black robe. A feeling of fatigue filled him at this moment.

"I want..." Wang Jin paused, then asked carefully, "Can you teleport me to another place?"

"Hehe..." The black-robed man in front of him sneered in an ambiguous manner, and then explained: "Of course, this is also one of our businesses."

Wang Jin nodded slowly. This black market was just as he expected. Since his super powers could send him to the building of the Marrokomon Group, they could also send him to other places.

Wang Jin wondered where to go.

He could no longer stay in Quanguan City, but fortunately he didn't have many friends there and didn't leave any important items in the house.

Wang Jin was very cautious and placed all his stuff and property in his own space backpack, which he carried with him wherever he went.

"Then..." He was still thinking. He was not familiar with the cities in Galar, and there was actually nothing special that he needed to pay attention to.

"Haha, sir. Perhaps you can trade some more goods before you leave?" The black-robed man gently reminded him and made a recommendation: "Perhaps you need a 'tamed' high-level elf."

"Tamed?" Wang Jin was a little confused when he heard this.

"That's right..." The man in black robe spread his hands, and light pink superpowers leaped out of them, and the shapes of Pokémon emerged.

Thousand-faced chameleon, flaming ace, blasting gorilla, proud pheasant, heavy mud horse, wearing bear, long-haired troll...

Images of Pokémon that were at least at the King level appeared one by one, but without exception, the eyes of these Pokémon were extremely dull, as if they were stupid.

"This is the latest research result of our group. It can make Pokémon obey the master's orders 100%... hehe." The black-robed man stopped talking abruptly, leaving behind an inexplicable laugh.

Wang Jin naturally understood that this should be a method similar to brainwashing. Similar instruments and devices have appeared many times in the original Pokémon, and even legendary Pokémon can be controlled.

"Then the strength of these Pokémon..." This is what Wang Jin is most concerned about.

"They will respond to all orders immediately. If you don't tell them to stop, they won't stop. They definitely can't have a tacit understanding with the trainer, but they are obedient." The man in black robe paused for two breaths, and then added: "But their strength can't continue to improve."

Wang Jin nodded in understanding and fell into deep thought.

The advantages of these Pokémon are their high levels and strong physical fitness. However, because they are brainwashed by the instrument, the moves they have mastered will always remain at that moment, and no matter how much they are trained, it will be useless, and they will not learn new moves.

Fighting cannot stimulate potential and enhance strength.

In this way, these Pokémon become pure tools.