Elf: Starting as the Fighting Gym Master, and being entangled by Nancy.

Chapter 330 Sakaki VS Team Rocket Leader?
Could it be that his own golden finger grandfather has arrived? !

An absurd idea suddenly flashed through Akromma's mind.

Is this really going to be a scene from a third-rate novel?

He thought about the pile of cheap light novels he found in Team Plasma's laboratory, among which the one called "I'm Reincarnated as a Doctor in Unova" made him sick.

What is this "old man in the ring" and "soul mentor"? Can this setting that violates the law of conservation of energy be called science fiction?

Ah……

Ghost-type Pokémon is scientifically sound.

Akromah sneered to himself, his bound hands twitching nervously.

Those so-called "golden fingers" are nothing more than alternative money-seeking spirits nurtured by the trainer with his life force.

Just like a candlelight spirit absorbing the flame of life, the more powerful the "hack", the greater the price it demands...

The car body suddenly jolted violently, interrupting his wandering thoughts.

Akromah bit his lower lip hard, and the taste of rust spread in his mouth.

I'm really crazy, thinking about this at a time like this!

What's needed now isn't some damn old man, but a laser cutter that can cut through these damn restraints!

"I ask you again, human, do you want to be free?"

When the voice sounded again, Akromah's breathing suddenly stopped.

This time it was no illusion.

Each syllable seems to strike directly on the brain nerves, with an undeniable presence.

"who……?"

Akromah's Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, and the pupils behind the lenses contracted sharply.

His scientist instinct made him immediately rule out the possibility of auditory hallucination.

But this clear sound was like... someone had implanted a sound-generating device into his head!

It's like sound is transmitted through bones.

At this moment, only his own breathing echoed in the carriage.

But the voice did exist.

It was like a virus lurking deep in the data stream, accurately avoiding all of Akromah's rational defenses and directly striking at the most primitive desire for survival.

"I want to be free!"

No matter if it was an old man who had taken over someone else's body or a Pokémon that specialized in absorbing life force, Akromah wanted to survive at this moment!
He can do anything to survive!

"Okay, in that case, I will grant you freedom."

"but……"

The voice deliberately dragged out the ending tone.

"But what?!"

Akromah almost jumped out of his seat, not even noticing the nylon rope cutting into his flesh.

His glasses were covered with sweat, and his usually pale cheeks were now flushed red.

The air in the car seemed to freeze.

It wasn't until the escort vehicle rolled over another pothole that the voice finally delivered its ultimatum: "You must join Team Rocket."

Team Rocket!
It was the Rockets who invited me?
Why did Team Rocket know about themselves?!

Akromah couldn't believe the words ringing in his head.

But on second thought, the only ones who could save him right now, besides Team Plasma far away in the Unova region, was the unforgivable Team Rocket.

Only Team Rocket can accept him as a "dark scientist".

Deep in the forest.

Mewtwo remained synchronized with the transport vehicle. It floated up, its psychic powers penetrating steel plates and wrapping around Akromar's crumbling nerves.

The electronic version of "The Art of Social Communication: The Man-Eating Tree" still flashes coldly in its memory.

First give hope, then create anxiety, and finally propose the only solution.

Just like a fang cage that lures its prey with a sweet aroma, then slowly tightens the cage of digestive juices.

Mewtwo looked at the gradually disintegrating "dark scientist" in the carriage. Every step of the psychological offensive was precisely calculated, and just at the moment when Akrom's psychological defense was the most vulnerable, he extended the olive branch called "join Team Rocket".

Enter the co-pilot.

Sakaki's eyes swept across the rearview mirror.

Looking at Akromah's behavior, a barely perceptible curve flashed across Sakaki's lips.

He was all too familiar with Mewtwo's abilities.

That unique frequency at this moment is like an invisible hand, leading the prey into the trap step by step.

Although this guy's behavior recently is indeed puzzling.

For example, he transformed into a human form and competed with the superpower people in Jinhuang City in superpowers, and was also obsessed with "Social Psychology".

But at least when performing tasks, it still maintains satisfactory efficiency.

Just like now, even through the steel plates of the carriage, Sakaki could feel the skillful technique of precisely manipulating the target's emotions.

The wheels rolled over the gravel, and Sakaki calmly adjusted the angle of the rearview mirror.

Whether it's a geek or a legendary Pokémon, they are all obedient pieces on his chessboard.

The Rockets will shine under his leadership.

"I choose to join Team Rocket."

After Akromma finished communicating with Mewtwo in his mind, he leaned heavily against the chair, the back of his prison uniform already soaked with cold sweat.

The rationality that scientists are proud of is warning him, but the instinct for survival has eliminated all retreat.

"Very good, the transaction is completed and the contract is established."

Mewtwo's voice transmission ended and then faded away into a biting chill.

boom! ! !
The next second, a dazzling blue beam of light fell from the sky and accurately hit the front wheel of the escort vehicle.

The entire armored vehicle was lifted into the air like a toy, its metal frame twisted and deformed in the super power field, and its bulletproof glass instantly shattered into thousands of crystals.

In the state of weightlessness, Akromah saw his lenses fly off his nose, reflecting the vague purple figure on the distant treetops.

Sakaki's exclamation was mixed with the sound of metal tearing, but the corners of his mouth raised an almost invisible arc.

In this carefully designed "prison break", every step was as perfect as the experimental data.

"Nidoking, save the driver first!"

Sakaki roared as he flew backwards, and the Poké Ball on his waist suddenly shook.

"Nido!"

The strong Nidoking stomped the ground heavily, looking at the driver who was confused and didn't know what was going on. It rushed forward with a quick step and caught the other person steadily.

With the help of Mewtwo, Sakaki landed safely with relatively minor injuries.

"Master Sakaki..."

After being rescued by Sakaki's Nidoking, the driver's eyes misted over.

I didn't expect Sakaki to send Pokémon to save me, but he himself was willing to get hurt!
As expected, Master Sakaki is a good person!
Whoever dares to say that Sakaki is the leader of Team Rocket will be the first one to get angry with others in the future!
Sakaki's behavior left a good impression on the driver assigned by the alliance.

He could have ignored himself, but the other party didn't do that.

With such a gym leader who "loves his people like his own children", the driver feels that Sakaki will not be the leader of Team Rocket who regards life as worthless!
"Sneaky and evasive, is this the Rockets way of doing things?"

Sakaki stood up and dusted himself off. Nidoking stood beside him, and their fists suddenly collided.

"Sakaki of the Earth, champion-level strength, but still a little short of maturity."

　One more chapter, later
　　
　
(End of this chapter)