I am the boss of Sakaki

Meanwhile, in the first row of seats, Guzma was sitting with his legs crossed, showing off to Oki Chengye: "See? I told you to come early! Unlike them, they all act so arrogant and still have to wait in line obediently."

He twirled a Poké Ball in his hand, beaming with pride, "Isn't this the Alola delegation's presence?"

Ohki Chengye, wearing a floral shirt, leaned back in his chair, munching on some snacks, and mumbled, "You're just worried you'll be late and miss the front row. Don't flatter yourself."

"Bullshit!" Guzma glared at him and was about to say something else when a crisp voice came from behind him: "Uncle in front, you're blocking our view of the stage!"

They are a relatively ordinary family in Kanto.

Guzma was about to glare when he saw Kartel coming out of the passage from the corner of his eye. He immediately calmed down and moved aside awkwardly: "Sorry, little girl, uncle didn't see it."

After Kartel walked away, he lowered his voice and muttered to Oki Chengye: "There are so many rules in this place..."

After thinking of something, he immediately added: "It's worthy of being the area governed by the Boss."

Full of desire to survive.

Da Mucheng ignored him and just looked at the staff who were debugging the equipment on the stage, with a complicated look in his eyes.

The wind from Viridian City blew in from the open stands, carrying with it the fragrance of grass and trees, as well as an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Everyone is waiting.

Waiting for the opening ceremony, waiting for the man who can make Junsha and the Rockets coexist, make the championship level guard the entrance, and make delegations from all regions line up obediently, to show up.

The moment the lights in the stadium suddenly dimmed, the buzzing sound in the stands stopped abruptly like a broken string.

Six beams of white light pierced the darkness and anchored precisely in the center of the field.

Two handsome guys, Adam and Michaeli, dressed in tuxedos, appeared in the venue.

"Welcome everyone to Viridian City—" Mikoli's voice carried through the speakers, its rhythm softening the stiff opening remarks. "Perhaps the land beneath your feet has changed its name, but the flames of the Quartz Conference have never burned as hot as they do today."

He raised his hand into the air, and the large screen behind him suddenly lit up, flashing classic scenes from past quartz conferences.

The silhouettes of the first champion Yukinari Ohki and Dragonite, and the reflection of the alliance emblem in the sun, finally froze on the current street scene of Viridian City.

It was exactly the scene Yan Kai saw this morning, the old woman handing candy to the young man.

"These two... are the master and apprentice who won the Hoenn Grand Prix?" Genji subconsciously leaned forward.

He turned to look at Granny Long, his brows furrowed even tighter, "Sakaki even got involved in the gorgeous competition?"

Granny Long didn't respond. Isn't this obvious?

Adam handed over a card, and as the master and apprentice read the next sentence side by side, the first wave of cheers suddenly erupted from the stands: "Now, let us welcome the opening of this grand event with applause—"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden loud sound of gears turning from the circular stands.

The shell-like ceiling actually opened upwards as if it were a living thing. The moment the morning light dispelled the shadows, three beast roars that shook the ground exploded - not from the ground, but from the opened ceiling!

Suicune's mane was like flowing blue ice, and Entei's body was wrapped in leaping flames. When he raised his head and roared, the flames on his neck curled into a ring of fire. Raigong followed closely behind, his golden mane exploding and the lightning at the tip of his tail crackling.

"It's the Three Holy Beasts! Suicune, Raikou, and Entei!" A young man in a baseball cap in the front row stood up suddenly and almost dropped his phone, which had just opened its own Pokémon encyclopedia.

The old man beside him shakily pulled out his reading glasses and wiped his eyes. "After living for most of my life, I can actually see the legendary elves..."

The delegations from Hoenn, Unova, and Sinnoh regions were fine, as they had anticipated this matter.

Only the Carlos delegation was dead silent.

Yan Kai opened his mouth but couldn't say anything for a long time.

He had never seen any of the mythical beasts in the Kalos region. "Three second-level gods?"

Cocobul suddenly pressed his shoulder and lowered his voice very low: "Don't just look at the ground."

"cry--!"

A sharp cry echoed from high above. Three mythical birds broke through the clouds, their wings casting huge shadows as they swept across the sunlight.

As the Moltres' tail feathers dragged sparks across the stands, some spectators reached out to catch the falling sparks, only to discover they were just warm spots of light.

What used to be the grand occasion of the conference has now become the appetizer.

Zapdos and Articuno flew together, lightning and frost dancing.

"Molten! Zapdos! Articuno!" The cheers from the Kanto audience almost blew the roof off.

There was a child holding a Growlithe, holding a paintbrush and a drawing board, and crookedly drew six legendary elves on the paper. Growlithe also barked and swept the drawing board with its tail, making it shake.

"Three more..." Yan Kai finally found his voice, his Adam's apple rolling, "Six second-level gods... What on earth does he want to do?"

"No, this is just the beginning!!!" Cocobul's eyes widened.

He didn't finish his sentence.

Kokobul's words were still lingering in the air when the sky suddenly darkened by three points.

Three extremely strong figures descended from the sky on auspicious clouds.

"It's the Three Cloud God..." On the side of the Unova delegation, the old woman tightened her grip on her cane, "He's the legendary god who controls the weather in our Sinnoh region."

Before he could finish his words, a muffled "bang bang" sound suddenly came from the ground, as if a giant was walking underground.

The audience in the front row of the stands subconsciously shrank back, only to see the ground at the edge of the venue slowly crack open, and three figures, ahem... giants rising from the ground.

Reggie Rock, Reggie Ace, and Regis Chirrut appear.

After all, he is an elf from the Age of Gods. Now that the Age of Gods has settled in Kanto, he is considered half a Kanto person.

"The Three Sacred Pillars..." Genji opened his mouth, and the kettle in his hand dropped to the ground with a clang. "This scene... is really scary."

He smacked his lips, his voice hoarse, "I finally understand. Sakaki isn't holding a conference, he's showing us his wealth."

Yan Kai stared at the legendary elves standing quietly on the platform, and suddenly whispered, "Sakaki is indeed a masked man."

After all, the masked man’s notoriety had spread throughout the entire elf world.

"So what? Who can deal with him?" Kaluni gently brushed the hair by her ear.

She looked at the twelve figures in the center of the arena, some majestic and some handsome, and then glanced at the ordinary audience in the stands with excited faces. "Look at the people in the stands, are they afraid?"

Yan Kai followed her gaze - the child who had just drawn the elves was holding up the drawing board and waving to Lei Gong beside him. Lei Gong actually lowered his head and gently rubbed the graffiti on the drawing board with the tip of his nose.

A vendor was holding a pole and waving it towards the tornado. The tornado actually flew lower and used its air currents to sweep away the tornado that was about to fall off his pole, which made the vendor laugh out loud.

"They're not afraid of the legend, they're not afraid of the Rockets, they're not even afraid of the man standing at the top."

Kaluni's fingertips traced the railings of the stands. "Because he gave them a stable life—more real than what the Alliance gave them."