I'm not a Pokémon succubus.

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"Once the boss takes action, even Coach Ai will be defeated by you!"

"Ah."

Sakaki smiled and interrupted Manatori's flattery with a wave of his hand.

He didn't think that Manatori's flattery was fake - if she was just an opportunist who liked to flatter, she would not have been able to follow Sakaki for so long.

Sakaki just doesn't like flattery.

"But despite this, the issue of the mole is still a big problem."

"What do you think, Boss?"

Manatori asked Sakaki.

"I know about Lance's current operation. The previous St. Annu operation was also suspected to have been leaked by an insider. Even the details of Chakra's Moonlight Mountain operation are unclear." Sakaki briefly listed a series of events that had been bothering him recently and said, "The insider may have a high position within our Team Rocket. Go investigate."

"Yes!"

Manatori put down the documents with a serious expression, then walked out of Sakaki's office in high heels.

"Humph......"

After Manatori left, Sakaki also put away the unnecessary expressions on his face.

"..."

The man silently looked at the picture of a young boy displayed on the computer screen on the desk in front of him.

"Aisha."

He inexplicably appeared in the Rockets' field of vision. There was nothing wrong with his identity and his information was even simpler, but his strength was extraordinarily powerful.

The sense of déjà vu is too strong...

Sakaki thought of a man.

That man was exactly the same as Aisha today.

That guy repeatedly destroyed his own plans. At first, he only destroyed some small things like capturing Pokémon, and then it developed to destroying the plans that Sakaki himself had personally implemented. Gradually, he went from being a soldier to a cadre, and then from a cadre to himself, the leader.

Even defeated Sakaki.

"Tsk..."

Sakaki shook his head, trying to drive away the horrible thought.

"There's only one Red, and I won't make the mistake of raising a tiger to harm me again."

His eyes were deep as he stared at Aisha's photo.

"You are not as strong as Chihong right now. I think it will be easy to deal with you."

Sakaki sneered.

"Me, or the second generation Mewtwo, are both your undertakers."

He stood up and walked out of the office as well.

"Meow~"

The cat boss loyally performed the duties of a bodyguard, strolling behind Sakaki with elegant steps, protecting his safety at all times.

[Authentication.]

Ten minutes later, Sakaki stood in front of a mechanical door, and a mechanical device scanned his eyes.

[Authentication successful. 】

Following the prompt of an electronic mechanical sound, the steel door quickly opened, revealing the contents behind it.

That's a laboratory.

To be more precise, it should be a biological laboratory - the interior is very spacious and well-lit, filled with various very advanced scientific and technological equipment, biological data and experimental records printed on A4 paper are piled up like mountains, some Pokémon holograms are displayed on the computer screen, and the culture dishes on display are filled with turbid culture fluid, and some strange things are soaked in the culture fluid.

Countless researchers in white coats are busy in this biological laboratory.

They each have different responsibilities, but their mission remains the same - to cultivate the Pokémon embryos that are growing in the petri dish displayed in the center of the laboratory, soaked in nutrient solution and with countless tubes inserted into their bodies.

"The fluctuations in the experimental subject's superpowers are increasing day by day. There is no problem with our research direction."

A researcher at a computer read out the recorded data.

"The gene fusion is perfect, and the test subject has no genetic defects." A researcher staring at another piece of data also revealed an expression of emotion. "Incredible! How can human genes be so strong that they can rival that of a mythical Pokémon? It's incredible."

"Humans and Pokémon don't have reproductive isolation, so it's normal for some strange creatures to appear."

Another researcher suddenly brought up a dangerous topic.

"In short, the experimental subject has entered the right track of cultivation."

The researcher who seemed to be leading the experiment also noticed Sakaki and quickly walked up to him, saying, "Chief, our plan is proceeding in an orderly manner."

"it is good."

Looking at the petri dish of the second generation Mewtwo, Sakaki finally showed a long-lost smile.

“How long will it take?”

"The time required for full-fledged cultivation is uncertain." The lead researcher didn't directly address Sakaki's question. Considering various considerations, he left some wiggle room for himself and his team. He also tried to appease Sakaki, who was clearly in a bad mood, by saying, "However, once the cultivation stage is successfully completed, the second-generation Mewtwo's growth rate will be astonishing. It won't take long before it can leave the petri dish and become a true combat force."

"it is good!"

Sakaki didn't dwell on the issue of time.

He also knew that there were too many uncertainties in biological research, and forcing researchers to give an exact time would only make things difficult for them.

"There's a saying in Dayan: slow work makes fine work."

Seeing that Sakaki had no intention of urging them on, the researcher confidently boasted, "The human genes the leader provided us are truly incomparably powerful. Furthermore, the degree of compatibility and smooth integration of that human's genes with Mew's are exceptionally high. Therefore, our entire team can almost guarantee you that the power of the second generation Mewtwo will undoubtedly surpass that of the first!"

"Oh?"

At this time, Sakaki showed an ambiguous smile.

"That's a really good thing."

He looked at the petri dish of the second generation Mewtwo.

"Aisha..."

Sakaki sneered.

"Your strength has made the second generation Mewtwo powerful. Sooner or later, the second generation Mewtwo will use this power that comes from you to kill you!"

......

"Jie!"

After lunch, Aisha was standing by a stream in a daze when Gastly's face suddenly emerged from under the clear stream, making a genuine grimace with its fangs and claws bared.

"..."

Coach Ai is certainly not afraid of its intimidation.

"Jie..."

Gastly looked lost.

"Do you know why I wasn't scared?"

"Jie?"

After hearing what Aisha said, Gastly quickly put on the appearance of a good student and waited quietly for Aisha to tell his story.

"Your movements were so dramatic that I spotted you before you even dived into the stream. Of course, I couldn't be scared."

"Jie!"

Gastly nodded vigorously to show that he understood.

"Jie~"

In this case, I worked hard to hone my stealth skills and become a top assassin.

"Jie!"

Afterwards, Gastly looked at Coach Ai with a touched expression.

Teacher!

"Jie~"

Ghost was so moved that tears streamed down his face, and he rushed towards Coach Ai with his tongue wagging.

This is its way of expressing its feelings.

"Don't!"

Coach Ai dodged Gastly's licking.

He was not afraid of the paralyzing effect.

I simply dislike Gastly's saliva...

"Jie~"

Gastly's "attack" missed, but it didn't care.

On the contrary, recalling Aisha's actions of constantly dodging his attacks from last night until now, Gastly also understood!

The master is teaching me in disguise!

He meant that my purity was too low.

With such a slow speed, it can't even catch up with its human master. How can it possibly catch up with the enemy in battle?

"Jie!"

The ghost's eyes suddenly lit up.

I understand!

The master was hinting that I should work hard on my speed. After all, in addition to stealth, extreme speed is also a quality that an assassin should possess.

"Jie~"

Gastly was also delighted.

As expected of the master, how powerful!

I still need more practice.

I have decided that from now on, my additional training in speed will be to lick my master... When I am fast enough to lick him, I will have mastered the skill!

"Ok?"

Looking at Gastly's constantly changing expression, a question mark appeared above Coach Ai's head.

This child seems to particularly enjoy being alone and daydreaming...

However, after every random thought, Gastly's enthusiasm for training would reach a new level.

Judging from the results, it should be considered a good thing... right?

"never mind."

Coach Ai shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Anyway, ghost-type Pokémon are somewhat weird.

Perhaps Gastly's current symptoms are normal for this type of Pokémon.

"You can contact King Xia Yi when you get to Golden City."

Aisha thought of his good brother.

"She's an expert on Gengar. She definitely knows more about this type of Pokémon than I do regarding its habits."