An abstract trainer who taught Charmander the Incinerate move

Chapter 172 Mo Zhen's Trip to the Capital

The moment he inhaled the smoke, the handsome guy felt like he'd been shoved into a high-speed centrifuge. The warehouse was filled with the roar of gunfire, the acrid smell of toxic fumes, and Akroma's smug, bespectacled face...

All images and sensations were roughly stirred into a mess and then violently thrown away!

"Boom!"

The back of my head bumped against a soft but expensive leather texture.

He suddenly opened his eyes. A blinding laser ball was spinning wildly on the ceiling, and the smell of cheap perfume mixed with alcohol and cigars assaulted his nostrils.

"What the hell?!"

The handsome man sat up straight with a start, drew his gun, and looked around in confusion.

This is a top-tier luxury private room. The crystal chandelier is dazzling, the leather sofa is so wide you could roll around on it, and the coffee table in front of him is piled with foreign liquors and fruit platters that he can't identify. The scantily clad, top-looking "waitresses" are giving him professional, sweet smiles.

"Where the hell am I?"

The handsome man rubbed his temples as fragments of memory flashed back in his mind.

"Damn it! Meng Ziyan! It's that damn thing again!"

He instantly realized that this was definitely Akromana's special potent concoction that had dragged him into a deep hallucination.

We need to find a way to wake him up quickly!
The handsome man struggled to get up, but his gaze was glued to the carpet in front of the sofa, unable to look away.

All he could see was his brilliant and powerful boss, the one who had sent him to the United Clan to eat dust—Yu Longdu, who was wearing an extremely ill-fitting nightclub waiter uniform!
This aviation-affiliated individual, the conqueror of the United Nightclub, and the rising star of the Interpol Alliance, is currently kneeling in front of his handsome man's leather shoes in a textbook-perfect dogeza posture!
The dodo bird's usually arrogant and handsome face was now filled with humility and earnestness.

"Red bean paste, a secret Marseille-style dessert—!!!"

The dodo pressed its forehead firmly against the carpet, its loud voice drowning out the background music.

"Handsome guy! You've worked so hard all this time! It's all my fault! It's all because of me, this incompetent and stupid leader, that elite agents like you have to work like slaves and take the blame! I deserve to die a thousand deaths! I can't die a thousand times over! Please, please give me a chance to atone for my sins! Let me lick your shoes clean! Please!!!"

The handsome man's brain went completely blank with a "buzz".

The next second, a huge, exhilarating sensation, like magma erupting, shot from my tailbone straight up to the top of my head!

"Hold--!!!!!!"

The handsome man suddenly sprang up from the sofa, letting out a roar that he had been holding back for half his life.

"Hahahaha! Awesome! That's fucking awesome!!! Dodo! You son of a bitch! You've finally met your match! This is the kind of proper thing for a useless leader like you to do! Lick! Lick my shoes like crazy!"

What warehouse? What mission? What poison smoke squad? Screw it!
At this moment, the handsome man felt that his career had reached an unprecedented peak!
What merits, what promotions, none of them can compare to the excitement of this scene! This is simply the embodiment of the ultimate fantasy of every League of Legends player!
The dodo bird, feeling as if it had been granted a pardon, showed an almost pious and tearful gratitude on its face. It immediately scrambled forward on all fours, stuck out its tongue, and began its sacred work with utmost dedication.

"Hmm...that's about it."

The handsome man looked at the "Dodo Bird Brand Shoe Polish" on the shoe surface and nodded in satisfaction.

Then, without any hesitation, he raised his foot and left a clear footprint on the Dodo bird's humble face, before kicking it hard!
"Get lost, you piece of trash! Watch your strength next time!"

The dodo bird was kicked and stumbled to the ground, but it immediately got up and bowed frantically to the handsome man.

"Hai! Hai! Thank you for your guidance, handsome! I'll definitely improve next time and make you even more satisfied!"

The handsome guy kicked the dodo bird away, sat back on the sofa with satisfaction, and prepared to think carefully about how to get out of this damn dream.

However, his nerves, which had just relaxed, were suddenly stirred up by a fragrant breeze.

A figure so graceful that even a steel pipe would be ashamed of its own walked up to him with a cat-like gait and swaying charm.

Black fishnet stockings encased her long, straight legs, fluffy bunny ears perked playfully to one side, and the tight-fitting black sequined bunny girl outfit outlined her breathtaking curves, especially her...

“Li... Lila?!”

The handsome guy's eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets!

It was Officer Lila, his dream girl with big breasts, a perky butt, and a handsome, androgynous face, who had haunted his dreams countless times!
She was dressed as a bunny girl and was giving him a charming and suggestive smile.

"Handsome detective~ Drinking alone must be so lonely~"

Lila's voice was soft and seductive, with a hook.

"How about... I play something... exciting with you?"

The handsome guy's heart pounded like it had been hit head-on by a 100,000-volt Pikachu! His adrenaline surged!
Damn it, they're pulling this trick on me again!
He knew it was a dream, he knew the warehouse outside was probably in complete chaos, and he knew he should find a way to wake up immediately!

but……

If it were just Lila in a regular police uniform, that would be one thing, but this is Bunny Girl Lila!!!

Who the hell can handle this?!

A battle between heaven and man! A world of ice and fire!

The handsome man's forehead was instantly covered with fine beads of sweat, and his hand holding the gun was trembling slightly.

He watched Lila get closer and closer, her familiar scent mixed with the alluring aroma of her bunny girl outfit, like a deadly poison piercing his nostrils.

"Damn it... I can't... I can't take it anymore!"

The handsome man's eyes instantly became bloodshot, and his rationality snapped completely the moment Lila was about to sit on his lap!

He let out a low growl like a trapped beast, and instead of lunging at Lila, he suddenly reached out and activated the skill [Rapid Fire]!
"Shoot! Wake up, you bastard!!!"

boom!boom!
The movement was as fast as lightning! Two bullets struck precisely at the ample bosom of Lila's bunny girl outfit!
Lila froze abruptly, her alluring smile instantly freezing on her face. She stared in disbelief at her chest, seemingly shocked by the speed at which the handsome man had fired the gun.

Immediately afterwards, her figure flickered like an old television signal and disappeared into the deafening music and hazy lights.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

The handsome man was panting heavily, as if he had just finished a marathon, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

He looked at the spot where Lila had disappeared, his heart filled with mixed feelings—a sense of relief at escaping temptation, but also a profound and indescribable sense of loss.

"Damn it... now... he should be awake by now, right?"

He wiped the sweat from his brow, still shaken, awaiting the familiar shattering of his dream.

However, ten seconds passed... half a minute passed...

The music was still playing, the lights were still flashing, the bunny girl "waitresses" in the private room were still smiling professionally, and the smell of cheap perfume and alcohol in the air was still strong.

The dream remained completely still.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!"

The handsome guy panicked completely.

"What the hell is going on? Why isn't my [Rapid Fire] technique, which used to work every time, working anymore?!"

A tremendous sense of unease gripped him instantly.

Just as he was completely disoriented and about to shoot himself in the thigh again, the door to the private room was kicked open violently from the outside with a loud bang!
A figure in a striking red suit, exuding the unbridled wildness characteristic of an artist, burst in with a whirlwind of energy.

It's that handsome guy—Mo Zhen!
"Handsome guy! Listen to me! This dream is..."

As soon as Mo Zhen entered the room, he spoke eagerly, clearly wanting to explain Da Mengzi's manipulation of dreams.

However, before he could finish speaking, he saw the handsome man sitting on the sofa looking like a frightened bird, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"What! What are you doing?!"

The handsome man's pupils dilated in shock, and a thunderous roar erupted in his heart.

"You're using this to test the veterans! What the hell are you trying to do?!"

A handsome young man in a red suit suddenly barged in. What's going to happen next...?!

"This is insane! Absolutely outrageous! Akromma, you damn scientist from the Johto region, I...!"

The handsome man's heart was screaming wildly. A huge sense of crisis made him make a decision in an instant: he had to strike first!

"Fire! Fire! You must fire!!!"

Almost reflexively, the handsome man drew his gun again, the dark muzzle trembling slightly, and pointed it sharply at Mo Zhen, who stood at the door looking utterly bewildered! He was going to use the sacred fire of his gun once more to destroy the evil dream!

"Are you fucking crazy?!"

When Mo Zhen saw the gun pointed at him, he was filled with shock and anger, and the composure of an artist on his face instantly crumbled.

At that moment, his body reacted faster than his brain. Mo Zhen delivered an invincible wind god kick, his shiny Chelsea boot whistling through the air as he precisely struck the handsome man's wrist holding the gun!
"Hmphh ...

The handsome man screamed in pain as his wrist snapped, and his old sidearm flew out of his hand, landing with a thud on the thick carpeted floor.

As soon as the gun slipped from his hand, the handsome man woke up in excruciating pain, looking embarrassed.

"Handsome...handsome guy! It's a misunderstanding! A huge misunderstanding!"

The handsome man was in agony and explained incoherently.

"I...I didn't mean to hit you! I was trying to use the 'quick draw and fire' technique to break free from the dream! This technique used to be incredibly effective against Meng Ziyan's illusions! I could just fire two shots at Lila and she'd be awake! Who knew this time..."

"What the hell?!!"

Mo Zhen, still shaken, looked at the gun on the ground and said with utter disgust.

"Save your breath, Old Deng! This dream is a 'Master Dream Special Edition' with added twists; you couldn't break through it even if you shot a broken gun until it exploded!"

"Teacher... Teacher Da Meng, what... what is that? Is it some famous actress?"

The handsome man was in so much pain that he was almost delirious. He felt that his adrenaline was about to give way to the intense pain.

Just then, Mo Zhen pulled out an Uzi submachine gun from his person!

The cold metallic texture and the dark muzzle of the gun instantly lowered the temperature of the entire private room by several degrees.

"Want to wake up? Try this—Physical Awakening Therapy: Unlimited Uzi Submachine Gun Version!"

Before the words were even finished, the handsome man was given no chance to react or beg for mercy!
"Da da da da da da da da da—!!!"

The signature, ferocious sound of the Uzi submachine gun instantly drowned out all the music and voices in the private room!
The dense barrage of bullets transformed into a metallic storm, carrying scorching heat and the acrid smell of gunpowder, relentlessly raining down on the handsome man!
"Uhhh-!!!"

The handsome man only had time to let out a short scream before his body trembled violently as if he had been electrocuted!

Countless sprays of blood exploded on his body, instantly turning him into a convulsing, human-shaped sieve!

"Pfft!"

The handsome man suddenly opened his eyes and found himself lying face down on the cold ground of Warehouse No. 7.

"hiss……"

He touched his body and thankfully, apart from the abrasions from the previous battle, there were no new bullet holes.

Most importantly... he still has his sidearm!
On the other side, for the first time, a very subtle hint of amusement appeared on the usually indifferent face of Daiyuko (Gin), who controlled the dream world.

"Heh... Your popularity is quite unexpected."

Mo Zhen's lips twitched; he didn't really want to comment on this topic.

Suddenly, a malicious smile appeared on Teacher Da Meng's cold face as he snapped his fingers.

"That was just a light appetizer; there's more to come!"

Immediately afterwards, the scene flashed to an elegantly decorated luxury apartment.

Gong Ping suddenly opened his eyes. What came into view was not the peeling ceiling of the wall-mounted room, nor the leaky dome of Warehouse No. 7, but the princess bed with lace curtains hanging on it.

The mattress was so soft it was almost unbelievable, and the air was filled with a fresh, sweet fragrance.

He sat up with a jolt and looked around. The pink walls were covered with posters of Miss Liuli, and the dressing table was piled with bottles and jars. This was clearly... Miss Liuli's boudoir!

Gongping stared at his hands in disbelief, trying to comprehend the situation.

What the heck? I had another dream, and this time... it was in human form!
"Hmm... Gongping-kun, you're awake?"

A lazy yet familiar female voice that sent chills down his spine rang out beside him.

Gong Ping stiffly turned his head and saw Miss Liuli rubbing her sleepy eyes as she sat up from under the covers.

The thin silk nightgown outlined her graceful curves, the neckline slightly open, revealing a patch of snow-white, delicate skin. Her face still had the rosy glow of just waking up, and she looked at him with dreamy eyes.

"Darling~ You were amazing last night, I can still feel the afterglow..."

"Ho-!"

Gong Ping gasped, not with surprise, but with horror!

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, he sprang up from the bed, tumbling and scrambling off, pointing at Miss Liuli, his voice trembling.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!! How could I, such an upright people's trainer, do something like this with someone like you!"

Miss Liuli was amused by his reaction. She covered her red lips, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of reproach and charm.

"Oh dear~ Gongping-kun, what's wrong with you? Are you still half asleep?"

She threw back the covers, her bare feet stepping onto the soft carpet, and approached step by step, carrying an alluring fragrance.

"We're the most popular couple livestreaming duo on Hezhong! You're my dearest boyfriend~ Last night's livestream was amazing, and the fans all said we're such a perfect match!"

She reached out her finger, wanting to poke Gongping's stiff face.

"shut up!!!"

Gong Ping suddenly took a step back, his back slamming against the cold wall, his eyes flashing with an unprecedented determination.

Like a Saint Seiya driven to the brink of despair unleashing his cosmos, his voice carried a resolute and righteous air.

"Fake! It's all fake! You're not my girlfriend at all! I have absolutely no interest in you anymore! I'm completely at peace now, utterly detached! This is nothing but a dream trap woven by that madman Akromar! Trying to corrupt my steely will with these sugar-coated bullets? Hmph! Don't even think about it! Wake up!!!"

【Oh my god, oh ...

Xiao Mengzi's pink, chubby body convulsed violently, her beady eyes widened, and she let out a deafening scream.

[A medical miracle! This is absolutely a medical miracle! That crazy scientist Akromama actually cured this guy's turtle syndrome?! I'm going to give him a banner! This is simply a landmark breakthrough in medical history!]

Mo Zhen crossed her arms and gave a disdainful snort, her voice carrying an undeniable sense of superiority.

"Hmph, what does that trash Akromar have to do with this? This is clearly the result of my excellent training! The inspiration of my glorious image! The inevitable result of the influence of my great art! It's all thanks to my confident smile and resolute gaze! A mere Ruri is nothing compared to the people's trainers I personally nurtured! See? This is my personal charisma, this is the purifying power of art! Akromar? He's nothing!"

Mo Zhen became more and more smug as he spoke, as if he had personally enlightened Gong Ping to change.

Upon hearing this, Xiaomengzi's chubby pink face froze instantly. The fervor in DouDou's eyes cooled down as if doused with ice water, eventually turning into an extremely complex and indescribable expression.

Speaking of "personally enlightening", it suddenly remembered something.

Looking at Mo Zhen's artistic hands, capable of both typing on a keyboard and delivering a soul-crushing blow, Xiao Mengzi was at a loss for words to explain to Mo Zhen...

The wisdom gained from years of dealing with Mo Zhenxiang told it that if it revealed the truth to this lord, it might incur his wrath and die before that brat...

"Ha...a pointless argument."

Da Mengzi, who had been observing the dream's development with a cold eye, seemed to have lost patience with Gongping's resistance to Liuli's temptation. She snapped her fingers lightly, a wicked smile on her face, and changed the course of the story.

Snapped!
The crisp snap of the fingers was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake.

The outline of Miss Liuli's body on the bed blurred and distorted instantly, gradually transforming into another form.

"That was just a test for you, Gongping. It seems you've really grown. I'm very pleased..."

This magnetic, sexy female voice felt both familiar and unfamiliar to Gong Ping, sending shivers down his spine!

Her voice was filled with the nonchalant tone of an artist, yet also blended with a sexy languor that made one's legs weak.

"Look again...who am I?"

(End of this chapter)