Everyone else is a trainer, but you are a swordsman?

Feng stopped in front of a lighted villa.

According to intelligence, this is the base where the Hunter Association recruits new members.

When we walked into the building, there were not many people inside, and the villa seemed a bit empty. A few people were gathered together chatting, while others were walking towards the rooms in the villa.

A black-robed man wearing a Houndoom mask and a blue badge on his chest near the gate saw Feng, took two steps forward, and asked, "This is the Hunter Association's base. Are you here to trade or to join us?"

"I want to join." Feng said lightly.

The man in black robe looked him up and down and said, "Come with me."

"dong dong"

The man in black robe led Feng to the door of a room and knocked gently.

"Enter."

A hoarse voice came from inside the house.

"Deacon, there are new people joining."

Carefully opening the door, the man in black robe spoke respectfully to the person sitting on the sofa.

The butler wore a Raichu mask on his face, was dressed in luxurious clothes, had a fiery red badge on his chest, and sat elegantly, looking aristocratic.

He was wearing insulating gloves and combing the fur of the Roentgen cat lying on the sofa. The Roentgen cat rested its head lazily on the butler's lap, squinting its eyes and looking very happy.

This Roentgen cat is not simple either. It has the strength of a gym owner and has the qualifications of a king.

After hearing the words of the man in black robe, the deacon stopped what he was doing and slowly looked up at Feng.

"Do you know the conditions for joining the association?"

"Yeah." Feng nodded.

Joining the Hunter Association is very simple.

You just need to find a way and hand in a Pokémon. The higher the level of the Pokémon, the higher the initial score will be, and the more helpful it will be for improving the hunter's star level.

Hunters are ranked from one to five stars, corresponding to the level of Pokémon they can hunt, with one star being an intermediate level and five stars being a near-Elite level. Above that are Title Hunters, each of whom is a powerful trainer capable of hunting Elite-level Pokémon on their own.

Feng touched his waist and threw a Poké Ball to the butler, which contained a Boskodora captured from Iron Island.

Although this big guy has been hungry for several days, he probably still has a lot of strength.

The butler took it without even looking at it, and threw the Poké Ball out in a graceful manner, releasing Boskodora, as if he was performing an elegant stage play.

He seemed to care more about the elegance of his movements than Pokémon.

To put it simply, it means - very pretentious.

"Roar!"

As soon as it came out, the big guy Boscodora planned to make a big fuss and completely destroy this place to vent its anger for being locked up for so many days.

"Meow~"

But before Boskodora could use his skills, a slight cat meow was heard.

The Roentgen cat, which was lying down, jumped off the sofa with a "swoosh". Electric sparks flashed on its body, and a stream of electricity shot out from its mouth when it opened it.

"Crack, crack, crack—"

Boscodora was instantly shocked by the electric shock, his body gradually turned black, and a burnt smell spread out.

After only a moment, it stopped moving and fell straight to the ground. Feng estimated that the meat inside the Boskodora shell was almost cooked.

"Meow~"

After finishing, the Roentgen cat yawned, lay back on the butler, crouched down, closed its eyes and waited obediently for him to comb its fur, as if it was just a docile kitten and had not done anything just now.

"Elite-level Boscodora, it seems the new guy is pretty good. Lao Hei, take him to the branch."

The butler made a few comments, took back the unconscious Boskodora, and threw the Poké Ball to the black-robed man, Old Black.

After giving the instructions, the deacon ignored the two of them.

"Yes."

Lao Hei responded and led Feng out the door.

……

After walking around the villa for a while, the two came to a spacious room.

There are some neatly arranged equipment in the house, full of high-tech style. Two high-level Yongjila are using their super powers to float in the air, and a staff member is debugging something next to the equipment.

Yongjila has a fox-like face with two tufts of hair similar to a beard, and a silver spoon in his right hand. It is said that without the spoon, he can only use half of his normal superpowers.

Lao Hei was the first to stand on the platform in the middle of the room and waved to Feng: "Stand next to me, let's go to the association branch through the teleportation array."

"Is it a teleportation array? Is it to prevent the alliance from sneaking in?" Feng thought.

With the Hunter Association's relaxed membership requirements, it was easy for the Alliance to insert people in. However, if they entered through a teleportation array, it would be difficult to determine the branch's true location.

Feng guessed that there were various signal-blocking devices in the branch, which could not be located even with superpowers, so even if someone from the alliance came in, they would not be able to detect it.

What if the Alliance sneaked in through the teleportation array and took the initiative to attack...

That shouldn't work either. The Hunter Association must have a backup plan, perhaps a powerful trainer, or some kind of black technology like the magnets on the water fleet ships.

Putting his thoughts aside, Feng put his hands behind his back, quietly put the Shield Blade in the shadow back into the Poké Ball, then walked over and stood shoulder to shoulder with Old Black.

Lao Hei nodded to the staff and said, "Take us to the Zhuqing City Hunter Association branch."

As soon as he finished speaking, pink light suddenly burst out from the eyes of the two Yongjila, and an invisible force acted on Feng.

He only felt that the scene around him was changing rapidly, and his body was constantly twisting, sometimes turning into a long strip, and sometimes being compressed into a round cake.

But soon, this feeling disappeared.

Feng rubbed his still dizzy head and looked forward.

A spacious, bright and luxuriously decorated hall came into view. There was a huge screen in the center of the hall. Many people stopped in front of it to watch. From time to time, people suddenly appeared and disappeared in the teleportation arrays in several corners of the hall, as if they were under a spell.

It seems that teleportation is the mainstream mode of transportation here, which not only saves commuting time but also does not expose one's own location.

If nothing unexpected happens, the communication device will also be blocked...

Feng took out his communication bracelet, and sure enough, there was no signal, as if he was in the wilderness.

He looked around and saw that there were quite a few people coming and going here. Most of them wrapped themselves tightly, but a few of them did not wear masks and showed their true faces.

Some people need to maintain their work and life in the open, so they wear masks to prevent their identities from being exposed.

But there are also some people who simply live underground. They are not afraid of their identities being revealed, and even deliberately reveal their identities to make others afraid of them.

"Stop being in a daze and follow me."

Lao Hei had already walked a few steps forward at this time, and when he saw that Feng had not kept up, he reminded him.

Feng quickly caught up and came to a service desk with Lao Hei.