Pokémon: Thunder Shatters the Darkness

"Here... we are."

The student stopped and casually stretched out his hand towards the inside without any hesitation, looking at the man in front of him with some hostility:

"Just rest here. Ten minutes before the show starts, the screen will remind you to go on stage."

"Thank you."

"Forget it."

The student looked at him coldly: "It's just my duty."

Done.

He turned and left without hesitation, and even quickened his pace, as if it was unlucky to stay there.

In this regard.

The man was indifferent.

This was an unfair fight to begin with, and he was the final contestant of the All-Victorious Group. The other party's behavior was very unprofessional.

What could he say?

When I entered the room and turned on the lights, I saw cut fruits and drinks on the table.

The man sat on the chair, looking at the watermelon in front of him in silence.

moment.

He took a piece and ate the flesh.

In the past, he would never have done such a thing in the "enemy's" territory.

Because the other party might really poison you.

But here, men don't worry about this.

Because this is the normal world.

The man chewed very slowly, as if the watermelon was a treasure that was hard to come by.

Gudong.

After swallowing the chewed fruit, the man's calm face suddenly revealed a smile.

That’s until today.

His life will officially begin from today.

buzz-

The phone call brought him back to consciousness.

The man looked at the phone screen, the smile on his face froze and then disappeared completely.

"Hello? Qianji."

On the other side of the phone.

The middle-aged man was holding a walnut in his hand, enjoying the secretary's massage with a smile, and sitting in the sun-filled extended car, he said casually:

"My informant reported it and said there was nothing unusual."

The man was silent for a moment: "Whether there is an abnormality or not, I will not lose."

"Hmph, really?"

There was a chuckle from the other end of the phone: "If there is nothing unusual, how can you defeat the opponent's brilliant-level electric flying squirrel?"

"Based on my ability."

"By your own ability?"

The middle-aged man seemed to have heard a joke. After briefly raising his voice, he suddenly burst into laughter:

"Hahahaha, why do I just realize that you're so humorous, Qianji?"

The man's breathing became heavier.

It was as if she didn't notice the man's emotions, or maybe she did but didn't care.

Anyway, the middle-aged man laughed for more than ten seconds before he slowly said, "Qianji, do you still remember what Director Wen told you?"

"remember."

"That's fine... Remember, you must win."

The middle-aged man's voice suddenly became serious:

"You've been with Director Wen before, so you know him better. Don't forget that Director Wen once gave you a chance."

"You have to learn to cherish this hard-earned opportunity, just like me."

"I know."

The man's eyes became sharper, and he said in a resounding voice: "I will win."

"...Yeah, we all believe you."

The middle-aged man's voice began to become lazy again, and at the end there was even a sound of gasping for air:

"By the way, remember to let your cat eat what we gave you this morning before you go on stage."

Hear this.

The man stood up suddenly: "That's... contraband."

"What is contraband and what is not? If you can't find it, how can you say it is contraband?"

The middle-aged man's voice began to sound less troubled:

"Don't worry, it's all been tested. It just makes your Roentgen cat more aggressive."

"What about the side effects?"

"……what?"

The man took a deep breath, clenched his teeth, and trembled all over. He spoke word by word, "But what about the side effects?"

There was silence on the phone for a moment.

Count your breaths.

A comfortable moan was heard, followed by the sound of a man and a woman joking.

After a while, the middle-aged man approached the microphone and said, "What did you say? You ate when I told you to. Did you ask so many questions before?"

"You have to know that you were chosen to be the owner of the museum. It doesn't mean that you can be the owner, nor does it mean that you will be the owner for life."

"Don't waste so much time talking. Your teacher also knows about this. If he didn't send you a message, do I need to tell him what he meant?"

The phone was also hung up.

The man stood up suddenly and pretended to throw the phone away.

But his movement stopped in the air and he froze in the air.

It was as if an invisible force was binding him.

Half of this power belongs to his dark past since he can remember, and the other half belongs to the bright but hazy future.

finally.

The man sat back in his chair weakly.

At this moment, the phone in his hand vibrated again.

The man seemed to sense something and his pupils suddenly contracted.

He turned on the screen tremblingly, and all he saw was a string of garbled titles and a text message sent in garbled text—

"Eat."

The man knew who sent it.

He also knew what was going on in this incredible scene.

boom!

The phone slammed against the wall and bounced back onto the table, the screen flickering.

The man covered his head and lowered his head.

half an hour.

Only angry gasps echoed.

...

There were originally four guests for the succession battle.

Now with Jiang Dongchao included, there are five of them.

Their role is to vote, but not to rewrite established decisions. Instead, they can cast a decisive vote when there is a tie between the two parties.

But the funny thing is.

Apart from Yang Xiao, there is no other trainer here.

It's really ridiculous.

"I have long admired you. I am honored by your presence!"

The middle-aged man who arrived late shook Jiang Dongchao's hand and said enthusiastically: "I'm from Quansheng Group..."

"Uh-huh."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Dongchao nodded and pulled his hand away from the other person's palm: "Hello, I'm Jiang Dongchao."

"Yes Yes."

Facing this scene, the middle-aged man did not feel the slightest bit of anger at losing face, but just said more enthusiastically:

"I've heard that the eldest son of the Yun En Group is outstanding, and now I see that he is even more so."

Hearing this, Jiang Dongchao's impatience became even more intense.

Although he had heard such words many times, he was not unwilling to listen, but he just needed to see who said it.

In his eyes.

Apart from the people he likes, most of the people who say this are useless people who are plotting to take advantage of him.

to him.

Praise from useless people is as disgusting as shit.

Seeing that Jiang Dongchao was not interested, the middle-aged man turned his attention to Yang Xiao.

But when talking to him, he was no longer so humble, but became serious:

"I guess this is the young Shenzhou Carp Dragon, right?"

opposite.

Yang Xiao looked at him calmly for a while, and finally smiled a little.

Like a child, she was a little shy: "Thank you, it's me."

next to.

Jiang Dongchao seemed to be smiling, but the heat in his eyes was even stronger.

As arrogant as I am, but more pretentious than I am.

Yang Xiao.

It would be a real pity if you didn't become my friend.