An abstract trainer who taught Charmander the Incinerate move

Chapter 165 Bond Evolution, Dual-Gun Maru! (The most touching Pokémon evolution, a must-read!)
Amidst the horrified gazes of the crowd, Gong Ping stood up!

Not relying on a wheelchair, nor on the help of a superhuman instructor, but truly relying on his own two legs that had once been sentenced to death!
At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and only the hum of electricity remained in the warehouse—not from any elf, but from Gongping's pocket!

The two old-fashioned Poké Balls that carried his bond were now bursting with blinding arcs of electricity like miniature reactors!

Golden electric snakes coiled and leaped wildly, illuminating the dim warehouse as if it were daytime, and also brightening the faces around them that were distorted by shock.

As they stared at the Poké Ball crackling with electricity, they collectively descended into a frenzy of cognitive collapse.

"My eyes! Help—!! My eyes!"

Carbin's scream tore through the hum of electricity. The notoriously tough quick-fire squad leader now looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his hands tightly covering his eyes.

"Get them away! Get those two power-generating monsters away from me!!! I don't want to see them, I don't want to see them!!!"

Thomson's jaw nearly hit his toes, but the racial instincts of the Black man were instantly awakened in his extreme shock.

He slapped his thigh and started shouting at an impromptu, street-style rhythm.

"Yo! Check it out! The warehouse lights are so dim, suddenly two electric eggs light up! A sewer rat turned into an electric eel? Science can't make that work! What the hell is this thing?! My rap lyrics are all gone, bro! (voice cracks)"

Even the well-traveled and handsome Interpol officer completely lost his composure at this moment.

He forgot his mission, forgot the muzzle of his gun, and stared intently at Gongping's Poké Ball, which was flashing with electric light, his crotch gradually becoming wet...

"WTF?! What... what kind of creature is this?! Is it a humanoid Pikachu?! Is that thing... really a Poké Ball?! What's the point of it being electrified?! Is it to charge the neighbor's socket?!"

"FUCK!!"

On the other side, Colt went completely mad. This cunning and ruthless man was now like an enraged martial arts bear, pointing his gun wildly and spitting in the direction of Akromma.

"Akromar! What the hell did you do to him?! Is this the science you're after?! Turning this useless Poké Ball into a Voltorb?! What's the point?! What kind of bullshit scientific significance is this?! Are all of you scientists insane?!"

Meanwhile, Dr. Akromma, who was named, saw his proud "world-shaking wisdom" crumble in the light of the electric current.

He pointed at Gongping's gleaming Poké Ball, his fingers trembling as if he were having a Parkinson's attack.

“不可能……这不可能！2、3、5、7、11、13、17……TMD数质数也不管用了！法克！这……这根本不符合任何已知的科学法则！我……我是不是在做梦？！对！一定是噩梦！该死的莫真，一定是你！是你用你的‘羁绊邪术’污染了我的实验数据！让我陷入了这场荒诞的梦魇！醒过来！快给我醒过来啊啊啊！！！”

At this moment, Akroma was like a gambler who had lost everything, desperately trying to prove that everything in front of him was fake.

Mo Zhen watched the group of people go into a collective frenzy because of the power generated by the Gongping Poké Ball, and a smug smile appeared on his lips.

He crossed his arms, chin slightly raised, like a great artist admiring his masterpiece, immensely proud of his apprentice's astonishing talent.

"Hehehe, look at these ordinary people, they're stunned by the power of true art, aren't they? This is the potential of the people's trainers that I, Mo Zhen, have personally cultivated! The subversive power of art can always shatter the glass ceiling of their narrow-minded perceptions!"

of course……

If he had known that the key to this awakening of "potential" lay in the sacrifice of his "artistic hands," he probably would have pulled out his Uzi submachine gun on the spot and riddled Gong Ping with bullets...

Just as Mo Zhen was reveling in his "director" achievements—

[Oh my god! Oh ...

Xiao Mengzi, that pink beast, suddenly let out a terrifying squeal, comparable to being electrocuted by a yellow rat with 100,000 volts!
At this moment, like a dried-up riverbed suddenly being flooded by the Milky Way, the dreamlike energy that had been mercilessly sucked away by the dark world line was being frantically poured back into its withered body in exponential and overwhelming force!
Its body, which had been wrinkled like a deflated balloon due to energy loss, expanded wildly at a visible speed as if it had been blown by a high-pressure air pump, becoming round and bulging, instantly returning to its peak state of being bouncy and full, even surpassing it!

【Quack! It's back! It's all back! My dream energy! Oh my god! So surging! So abundant! This...】

The pig's ecstatic squeals abruptly ceased. Its massive body stiffened abruptly, and the color drained instantly from its pink face, replaced by a despair even more heart-wrenching than when it lost its energy.

[But... your hands! Lord Mo Zhen! Your hands!!! Waaaaaah!!! (crying)]

Xiaomengzi's voice was torn apart by extreme emotions of ecstasy and despair, and her enormous body convulsed violently from the pain of a split personality.

"Tsk, what's that pink-haired piece of trash howling about now?"

He glanced disdainfully at the pink ball of fur on his shoulder, which was constantly deforming due to the intense emotional turmoil.

Mo Zhen frowned and looked down at her well-maintained hands—clean, fair, and undamaged, without even a callus, let alone a bite mark.

"My hand is perfectly fine right here. It's not like Shanks got bitten by the Lord of the Coast. What's the big deal?"

He shrugged, attributing it to Xiaomengzi's intermittent nervous disorder recurring.

"Never mind, let's take care of business first, we'll deal with it later." On the battlefield, Akromar finally managed to calm down from his brief period of confusion.

He adjusted his askew glasses and forced a twisted, cold smile.

"Heh...heh...a beast is a beast! Always coming up with disgusting little tricks to make me angry! You've stood up? So what? You think you can defeat everyone here with those two Poké Balls that generate electricity? Do you think you're Pikachu reincarnated?! How naive!"

Gong Ping ignored Akroma's mockery.

His gaze, like a searchlight piercing through the smoke of battle, was firmly fixed on the blue ball of flesh lying in the dust not far away—A-Shui.

The once agile otter, now transformed into a Michelin tire demon with a dull gaze, stubble, and a belly that drags on the ground, thanks to the "hellish training" and "super-strength high-protein nutritional supplements," is staring back at him with unfamiliar and bewildered eyes.

At this moment, there are no words, only actions!

Gong Ping swiftly pulled the two old-fashioned Poké Balls that had just shone with the light of miracles from his pocket, as fast as a gunslinger in the Wild West drawing his gun!
The electric arc on the surface of the sphere had not yet dissipated, and he held it tightly in his palm!

"Ah Shui!"

His voice was deep yet contained the power of a volcanic eruption.

"The time has come. Now, let our hearts be united!"

Zila——! ! !
A golden current, much thicker and more condensed than before, shot out from the Poké Ball in Gongping's hand like a roaring thunder dragon!

The thick, electric python struck the plump, blue ball of flesh on the ground with perfect accuracy!
“Ah——!!!”

Ah Shui was struck dumb, his large body trembling violently!

But this time, it was no longer painful spasms, but a violent convulsion as dormant power was awakened!

This powerful electric current created an incredibly strong "telepathic connection" between the two!
In the instant the currents converge, time seems to stretch out infinitely.

Countless fragments of memory flashed back and forth wildly on the bridge built by electric current.

In the cramped room, a boy and an otter share a bowl of noodles hanging on the wall, a bittersweet moment of warmth...

At the Pokémon Tournament, water guns roared and tigers howled side by side in a frenzied chorus...

The humiliation and excruciating pain of being pinned to the ground by superhuman strength in the laboratory and forcibly infused with "high-protein nutrients"...

Every time I sink into the illusion of crystal dreams...

Every struggle to rise above Mo Zhen's radiance...

All the suffering, struggle, despair and glimmer of hope are transformed into a surging torrent of heartbeats, shared between the two without reservation!

Those "super-strength top-grade proteins" that were forcibly injected, causing endless pain, are now, under the catalysis of the golden cyclone current, bursting forth with unimaginable evolutionary energy, like ignited nuclear fuel!

This is the ultimate outburst of King Goujian of Yue after enduring hardship and humiliation, a stunning reversal that transforms endless humiliation into the power to break free from the cocoon!

"Roar! Ro ...

A roar that shattered the warehouse roof exploded from Ah Shui's mouth, containing endless pain and the ecstasy of new life!
The blinding light of evolution was no longer a gentle white, but a blazing white lightning pillar wrapped in violent golden electricity, which instantly and completely engulfed its fat body!
In the light, the outline changed dramatically!

The bloated fat melted away like snow, and the hunched figure grew taller and taller like a sturdy pine tree!

When the blinding light faded, what stood before everyone was no longer that lifeless otter!

It stands upright on its two feet, its posture as straight as a pine tree!

Its blue and white fur clung tightly to its strong body, gleaming with a cold, metallic sheen.

His signature beard became like a finely polished silver needle, sharp and menacing.

What's most astonishing is the weapon it's clutching—not the ordinary double blades made from shells of the [Double-Edged Maru], but two enormous, menacingly designed guns that gleam with a ghostly blue energy!
The gun barrel is thick and the body is covered with a pattern similar to otter fur. There are faint signs of water flow and electric arcs swirling around the muzzle!

This is the one and only – Bond Evolution Form: Dual Gun Maru!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Were you deeply moved? Some people say there's too little bond between humans and elves in this book. Well, in the next chapter, I'll show you a truly touching bond between humans and elves. In the next chapter, I'll completely reveal the secrets behind this unique bond's evolution! What exactly allows the Otter to possess such a powerful evolved form? The story behind it is incredibly moving and unimaginable!

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