Ditto doesn't move

At this very moment, Xia Ming, who usually only used his Ditto form to level up and farm monsters, expressed the Emperor's approval.

However, as it turns out, even on weekends, even if you want to leisurely spend some happy time wasting your time, there will be people who are inconsiderate enough to disturb you.

As Mr. Pei once said, always believe that something beyond your imagination is happening.

The phone rang just as they were happily enjoying their lunch break. Xia Ming, the Martial God, was taken aback when he saw the sender's name in the contact's contact, and then asked Riolu to step aside.

When the phone call ended and Riolu was called back, the little blue dog noticed that he looked different from the lazy dog ​​he had been before. Xia Ming's eyes were shining brightly, and he was full of vigor, as if he had become a completely different person.

Previously, the doctor said he was going to meet with Lusamine, the chairperson of the Ether Foundation, but it was postponed for several days due to Xia Ming's plans. Now is the time to re-invite her.

Unlike his previous visit to the professor who had come empty-handed, Xia Ming, the martial god, had prepared a detailed plan—DEEP! DARK! FANTASY!—to discuss this massive deal involving billions and concerning the future of millions of Alola residents!

The grand dream of blue was about to be realized, provided that the nearly forty-year-old but stunningly beautiful Chairwoman Rosamine did not have any particular hobbies.

"Get ready."

Xia Ming, the Martial God, stared at Riolu and said, "If the negotiations don't go smoothly, the possibility of using force cannot be ruled out—"

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Book 1 The Happy Little Metamorphosis: Chapter 51 The Royal Masked Man Can't Run Away in the Face of Battle!

He combed his hair like an adult and put on a handsome suit.

Dr. Kukui, who had already driven to the entrance of the breeding house, stared in disbelief as a young master from a prestigious family, who resembled Daigo, strolled out.

Even Riolu took a good shower and put on a red scarf with the letters QUIN on it that Xia Ming had bought for her.

Still wearing only a researcher's lab coat, revealing his tanned abs, the forthright Alora man looked down and examined himself.

Oh no, everyone else is dressed so formally. If I don't dress up, will I look unprofessional?

Kukui, whose thought process mostly revolves around that of a trainer, finally sensed something amiss in her behavior from the solemn attitude of the person she had already acknowledged.

"Why don't you wait for me a moment? I need to go back and change my clothes."

After boarding the duo, Dr. Kukui finally couldn't help but speak as they passed by his own beach.

The stunningly handsome young man beside him then revealed a meaningful expression:

"No need, Doctor."

"How you choose to dress during a conversation reflects how you view your opponent."

"This outfit is not to please anyone or to boost my own confidence; I simply believe that Ms. Rosamund deserves this respect."

"If you choose to hold back during a match, you are insulting both your opponent and yourself."

So you mean I don't need to show this much respect when communicating with me?

Fortunately, the doctor was not a narrow-minded person. He only had such a thought for a moment before his attention shifted to the reason for this respect.

He scratched his head and asked in confusion:

"Basic respect is a good thing, but with your abilities, you're not someone who should be treated differently just because you're the company's heiress or the chairman of the board."

Clearly, after a moment's hesitation, he understood why Xia Ming said he didn't need to change clothes.

Professor Pokémon, the head of the League branch, is already on par with Ms. Lusamine, not to mention that he is a Champion-level trainer.

Great strength is the source of arrogance; why should the strong care about the opinions of the weak?

I've dressed like this before when I interacted with Rosamund.

If it were Dr. Barnett, it would be more likely; he would have ample reason to dress himself up nicely.

"Let me give you an example. Professor, as a teacher at the Pokémon School, what's the maximum number of children you need to take care of at the same time? Have you ever felt overwhelmed or exhausted?"

"Um, a dozen or twenty? Of course, I'm tired, but if the children grow, it's all worth it."

As the doctor pondered, he turned the steering wheel to let the Kentaro, who was trying to overtake him, pass.

"But your energy is ultimately limited. Just like a trainer can only take care of six Pokémon at a time, taking care of a hundred children at the same time is probably your limit."

As Xia Ming, the Martial God, spoke, he skillfully stroked Riolu's fur.

His relaxed demeanor would make anyone think he was the leader, while the man in the white coat next to him was just a driver.

"But how many employees does the Ether Foundation have? I checked the registration information within the police station, and there are 6,300 registered full-time employees, not to mention countless interns."

"If we take a Pokémon school as an analogy, with ten students per class, it would be like managing 630 classes, or 21 schools, which is quite exaggerated."

"The personnel relocation, material management, financial allocation, and many other miscellaneous matters involved are not easy to handle even with the help of staff. Moreover, the Aether Foundation also houses a number of Pokémon that is almost the size of an island."

Listening to Xia Ming's nonchalant words, the professor briefly compared his daily work at the Pokémon School with that of his own, and his expression also became solemn.

In the past, since I never needed help from others, I naturally didn't think carefully about their situation.

Now that I have to run a similar large organization myself, this leadership and management ability is truly remarkable.

No wonder that guy named Zaobo, the branch manager under Ms. Lusamine, always puts on a forced smile whenever he sees me.

The owners of companies like Silver Company, Devon Company, and Chairman Loz of Galer are all people who wish they could split every minute in half, and even plan their schedules down to the minute level just to make the most of their time.

If the boss is a little capricious and spends a little more time on unnecessary things, the secretary in charge of handling these matters will have to run herself ragged to keep the company running smoothly.

It's understandable that Zaobo felt resentful towards himself when he thought about Olivia, the secretary of Chairman Loz, and her terrible hairline.

Dr. Kukui, who had already discussed the matter with Xia Ming several times and was still holding his own, suddenly felt inexplicably guilty.

As Xia Ming said, money is secondary; the more important thing is that thousands of people have toiled and struggled because of his plan, only to not get the results they wanted...

The story of the breeding house has now become a prime example of how those who aspire to great things should examine the significance of such significant changes for ordinary people.

Tsk, this responsibility and pressure.

But the Royal Masked Man can't run away in the face of battle! I'm here to bring smiles to the faces of the people of Alola through combat!

Having made up their minds, the two in the car stopped talking and drove straight to the pier of Mela Mela Island.

There, staff from the Ether Foundation had prepared a private boat to await their arrival.

It wasn't until they crossed the ocean and landed on the artificial floating island called "Ether Paradise" that their target finally appeared at the entrance.

Accompanied by a group of capable and elite staff, the branch manager, Zaobo, impatiently carried a pile of research materials, while a woman with waist-length golden hair watched them arrive with a stern presence.

Etherland, a park meant for rescuing Pokémon, now exudes a terrifying aura, like a dragon's den or a tiger's lair.

She wore a light yellow and off-white dress, black lace gloves that reached her fair shoulders, and colorful prism-like accessories on her chest and in her hair.

Lusamine, the chairperson of the Ether Foundation, attended the event in formal attire, much like a contemporary occasion.

Despite being a mature beauty nearing forty, the aura she exuded at this moment was completely different from when she spoke with Dr. Kukui as a mother or friend.

The aura of a pragmatist, a big capitalist, and a high-ranking person whose words can influence the lives of countless people completely dispels the stereotypes about women.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the two sides boarded the elevator surrounded by staff.

Only then did the chairman speak:

"Won't you introduce this gentleman to me, Doctor?"

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Book 1 Happy Little Ditto: Chapter 52 Let Alola Be Great Again!

Her emerald eyes looked over with a cold, scrutinizing gaze.

Xia Ming was all too familiar with that kind of gaze—from HR, superiors, business negotiating opponents…

Damn it! That's the kind of gaze despicable capitalists use to measure the surplus value of their targets!

The moment their gaze met, it signaled the start of this battle, which hadn't actually involved any real weapons!

“It’s my A…”

"Business consultant."

Xia Ming, the Martial God, interrupted the professor's introduction.

Oh~

The aloof and elegant chairwoman curled her lips into a slight smile, like a wicked woman.

As if he had already gleaned the information he wanted from the interaction between the two parties, he muttered to himself:

"Is he a business consultant, not a sports consultant?"

The elevator has risen to the highest point.

The fragrance of nature and the joyful laughter of Pokémon come from all around. Pokémon frolic in the grass, dance in the pools and fountains, and soar in the sky and the sea.

Aether Paradise, a conservation site for injured Pokémon, comes into view.

The overly peaceful scenery softened the somewhat tense atmosphere from the start, so much so that Lusamine unconsciously slowed her pace and walked alongside the Doctor, discussing her daughter Lillie's performance at school.

The others tactfully stepped back a few paces, giving the teacher and leader space for their family conversation.

This is Xia Ming, the Martial God, a golden opportunity.

I gave Dr. Kukui a look, signaling him to go first and gather intelligence. I followed closely behind, pondering what to do next.

It's only natural to interact with the Pokémon in such a Pokémon park when you first see it, right?

Let me tear off your mask and see if you are the mastermind behind Miaomiao's little quirks, or a single mother who works hard to support her family and raise her child.

"Oh my? Riolu, are you happy to see so many companions?"

Xia Ming, caught up in his acting, said in a slightly exaggerated voice:

"Hey, wanna go play with them?"

???

Leo Lumon paused for a moment, then hugged his shoulders, trying to shake off the goosebumps.

What's with that disgusting tone of yours?!

Are you kidding me? I'm going to throw up!!!

Mistaking Xia Ming for Dr. Kukui's assistant, another Ether Foundation executive, Biko, wearing a large coat, took the initiative to greet him:

"It's okay, any Pokémon can play in the park."

"However, please note that the entire island of Etherland is covered by special radio waves, so the Poké Ball's capture function cannot be used here."

"Oh, thank you, thank you. But Riolu is still very young, I still need to give her a few more words of advice."

A gentleman can deceive others.

Whether in anime or games, this executive named Biko has a gentle and mild personality.

Even if Xia Ming leads Riolu to the bushes on the side, he will only glance at it with concern. As long as they are not alone for too long, he probably won't say anything more.

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"Next, do not act rashly or make a fuss about it. Riolu, I have a task for you."

Xia Ming lowered his voice as he walked, so low that only Riolu, who had already begun practicing Aura, could hear him.

"Like in those spy movies we've seen on TV, I need you to get information from the Pokémon here as quickly as possible."

The little blue dog paused for a moment, but then pretended to be nonchalant and continued walking.

The puppy, who had been preparing for this for a long time, showed no fear whatsoever; on the contrary, it was overjoyed.

Is it coming? I'm taking my first step towards becoming a hero of justice!

"Road~ (What information?)"

"The primary objective is to inquire with the Pokémon here to see if any of their companions have gone missing. Secondly, we need to find out if there are any secret rooms on this island that no one can enter."

To avoid arousing suspicion, Xia Ming squatted down and patted the puppy's head.

Their eyes met, and the handover of the task was completed. Xia Ming then turned and returned to the walking crowd.

The doctor was already gesturing for him to come over, and the staff had already set up a table and served fine black tea in the center of the square, then stood respectfully to the side.

“Kukui, I understand what you mean.” Lusamine elegantly picked up her teacup and took a sip. “If it’s just a friend’s request, can I take it as a joke, or could you lower your standards a little?”

Behind her, Zaobo, wearing two exaggerated green glasses that looked like dragonflies, rolled his eyes in disdain.

This researcher, who once had a handsome face, has long since transformed himself into a bald, villainous-looking man through the long, cruel years and a pathetic aesthetic.