Pokémon: All About the Breeding House

Chapter 484 Please call me General Fang...

As night falls, the bustling city of Twin Dragons in the Unova region is plunged into chaos.

Countless masked men dressed in Team Plasma uniforms are commanding their Cool Panthers, Manuela, and Geometric Snowflakes to invade the entire city.

In the center of the city, an elderly man with half his face covered by a beard was directing his double-axe wardragon to repel the invading Plasma Team members.

"roar!"

The Haxorus unleashed a powerful dragon pulse, blocking the attacks of Weavile and the others. It then charged forward, its powerful tail lashing out at the Leopard, sending it flying back and crashing into the Team Plasma members behind it.

Shaka, the dojo master of Shuanglong City, stared intently at the Plasma Team executive who walked up to him.

Wearing a loose robe that covered his entire body and a medieval-style sage's hat on his head, the cadre clapped his hands, looked at Shaka, and said, "Shaka, I admit that you are very strong, but I advise you to take a good look at the situation around you."

The cadre held out his hand: "Hand over the genetic wedge obediently; it'll be better for both of us."

"So that's what you were after!"

Shaka stared at the Plasma Team executive in front of him and said in a deep voice.

Just as Shaka was about to have Haxorus take down the executive in front of him, a huge airship was hovering above Twin Dragon City.

Akromma adjusted his glasses and slowly announced, "Fire preparations, Kyurem Cannon!"

After saying that, he pressed the button in his hand, and the instrument's pointer spun wildly. The energy obtained from Kyurem transformed into a terrifying ice breath cannon, which poured down towards Twin Dragon City below.

"This approach may lack compassion, but Kyurem, I will use the power of science to uncover your true strength."

Shaka looked at the terrifying beam of light and was filled with apprehension.

Inside the airship, Akromar continued to push up his glasses, saying, "I will push you beyond your limits."

He pressed the button again, turning the instrument's power to maximum, causing the energy that moved heaven and earth to pour out once more, surging towards Twin Dragon City on the ground. The edges of Twin Dragon City began to turn into ice blocks, which then spread towards the city center.

In the night sky, Wanlong and Jiadeliya stopped in their tracks, gazing at the terrifying beam of energy from afar.

"this----"

Wanlong covered her mouth, unable to believe it.

"Dialect — Bamboo Orchid —"

Cattleya murmured to herself, "You guys—you'll be alright, won't you?"

In Shuanglong City, under the night sky, in the city center, a figure dressed in a medieval court dress calmly watched the approaching energy beam.

The color of her eyes became increasingly deep and alluring.

The plasma executive looked at Shaka and said, "It's over."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head sharply, "What is that?!"

Shaka turned his head and saw that the energy beam, powerful enough to freeze the entire Twin Dragons City, was now suspended in mid-air, blocked by a huge purple barrier.

"Snap—"

Cracks began to appear in the barrier and quickly spread outwards.

Blood kept flowing from the corner of Miss Goth's mouth, and her spiritual power surged within her body, repairing the protective shield. Her body was slowly bent by the terrifying pressure until she was kneeling on the ground.

Akroma watched this scene through the instrument and couldn't help but roar out in anger.

"Miss Gothia!!! It's you again!!!"

Akroma angrily pressed the button repeatedly, and the unconscious Kyurem began to let out painful howls, while the device used to restrain Kyurem also began to shake.

Seeing this, Akromar suppressed his anger and stopped what he was doing. Soon, Kyurem also began to calm down.

Deoxys One looked at Miss Goth's back with admiration, transformed into its speed form, came behind Miss Goth, and squeezed out the last of its energy to repair the protective shield.

Number two followed closely behind.

With the help of the two Deoxys, Miss Goth gritted her teeth and slowly stood up from the ground, and the shield began to push back.

"Gothic!!!"

Go back here!!!

Fang Yan sat on Latias's back, looking at Miss Gothic whose body was trembling incessantly, and sighed with heartache.

"My reliable mother Goethe—thank you for your hard work—"

Fang Yan said softly, then he dismounted from Latias's back and looked at Miss Qun'er, "Let's go, Miss Qun'er."

Miss Skirt slightly lifted her skirt to indicate that the stage was ready.

Fang Yan began humming an unknown tune, "Summer Night of Fireflies," which she had sung last summer. The beautiful melody accompanied the dance performed by the trainer and Pokémon, which attracted an unknown Pokémon from afar to Twin Dragons City, where it watched Fang Yan and Miss Skirt's dance from a distance.

This dance is very long.

Miss Skirt's graceful figure danced around Fang Yan, and wherever her little feet touched, vibrant flowers bloomed. As more and more flowers bloomed, the distant lights were shattered by the Cool Leopard, and with a "bang," the flowers exploded, instantly covering the entire Twin Dragons City in bloom, even the frozen areas were covered in flowers.

Plasma executive: "What's going on here?!"

Looking at the flowers blooming everywhere at his feet, he posed a question about death.

"What's going on? Need I say more? It's definitely in my favor!"

Shaka seized the opportunity and commanded the double-axe dragon to attack.

Different times and spaces.

Two Pokémon, resembling little elves, sat atop a tree trunk, their hands clasped in fists and placed in front of their chests, humming the same melody. Flowers and plants bloomed around them.

[Shrabah: In tongues, we are with you.]

Three different times and spaces, through sincere emotions, tightly connect the people and Pokémon of three different times and spaces.

distance.

The migrating green hedgehog clan entered their sky form under the moonlight, leaving behind lush vegetation and blooming flowers wherever they went.

"Miss Skirt".

Fang Yan pointed at the Plasma Team's airship, his voice calm but carrying an inexplicable pressure.

"A riot of colors, flowers in full bloom!"

The grass-elemental energy blessed by Celebi, the Shemi clan, and Arceus converged on the flowers atop Miss Skirt's head. Then, a dazzling beam of light, comparable to the beam emitted by the airship, soared into the sky and hurtled towards the airship.

Wanlong, Gadriya, the Plasma Team executives, and Shaka all stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky.

The dazzling light brought a brief period of daylight to the entire city of Shuanglong.

boom!!!

The Plasma Team's airship was hit, lost all functionality, and crashed down toward Twin Dragon City.

Akromah found the culprit behind all of this.

The man with black hair and black eyes.

"Who are you?!"

Akromar roared, but received no response from the dialect. Urged on by his men, he led the Kyurem in a retreat.

Fang Yan hugged the exhausted Miss Skirt and fiddled with the flower buds on her head. "You've worked hard. Get some rest."

After saying that, he recalled Miss Skirt into her Poké Ball. Not far away, since the airship was destroyed, Miss Gothic no longer needed to work hard to defend against the attack. She stood up unsteadily and flew back towards Fang Yan.

"Thank you for your hard work, Goethe—"

Miss Gothic threw herself into Fang Yan's arms and lost consciousness.

"Thank you so much, Miss Goth.

Fangyan also recalled Gothic into her Poké Ball.

I took a deep breath, just about to say that the matter was resolved.

Cynthia, who had been staring at the sky, turned to Fang Yan and said, "I admit you were really cool just now, and I liked it too, but what should we do with that thing now?"

Following Cynthia's guidance, Fang Yan looked up and saw that Team Plasma's airship was crashing down on Twin Dragons City. Its enormous size meant that once it hit, Twin Dragons City would be half destroyed.

dialect:!!!

Oh no! I was so focused on breaking it that I forgot about what to do next!

What should we do now?!

Who else is around? Gengar and Mighty have been sent out to deal with the Team Plasma members.

He turned his gaze to Latias. "Latias, you've been raising an army for a thousand days, and now it's time to put that fat to good use."

Latias: !!!

I'll smash my head against you until you die!

You want me to crash into that thing? If you want me to die, just say so. I'll just kill you first!

Latias was so angry at the dialect that he almost vomited blood.

He served as a mount and a henchman without complaint, but now he actually wants to sacrifice himself?

"Then what should we do? If that thing falls, it's no joke."

There's no way to deal with the dialect for the time being.

"How about trying to break it down into more fragmented pieces?"

Shirona suggested, but Fang Yan shook his head, "No, it's too late."

Meanwhile, just as the airship was about to crash into Shuanglong City.

Suddenly, a huge hole appeared in the sky, and a giant figure emerged from it, its steel claws locking the airship firmly and dragging it back into the hole.

"You owe me one, in dialect."

"This is a lifesaver! No problem, I'll give Alcremie and Meowth a few days off so they can come over and chat with you."

Looking at the sky returning to normal, Fang Yan's legs went weak, and he was about to sit down on the ground, but he felt himself fall into a fragrant, soft, and elastic embrace.

Looking up, he saw Cynthia looking down at him with a smile.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Cynthia spoke softly to Fang Yan.

His Pokémon would say this, and he also had his own fragrant cabbage that said this to him.

Fang Yan then playfully asked, "Can I have a kiss?"

Cynthia hesitated for a moment, then knelt on the flowers, straightened her upper body, and pushed Fang Yan's head up towards her, before gently pressing her lips to Fang Yan's.

Fang Yan felt the tenderness on the corner of his lips, his eyes widened, and then he narrowed them.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the plasma team officers turned around and ran away.

As soon as I turned around, I saw a big, fat face making a face at me.

"What the hell—Mommy—Mommy—"

Gengar cast an electromagnetic wave directly on him, followed by Toxic, Phosphorus, and Spectral Light, applying a full range of negative buffs to him.

"Goblin!"

I've been annoyed with you for a while now. You've been acting all mysterious and cryptic. Here comes my poison attack!

As for his Pokémon, they were repeatedly slammed and thrashed around like sandbags.

Gengar looked at the Team Plasma executive lying on the ground with drool dripping from his mouth, made a face at him, and then looked at Shaka, greeting him with a grin.

"Thank you for your and Machamp's help, Gengar."

Shaka solemnly thanked Gengar.

Gengar continued to grin.

Wanlong and Gadria also arrived at the scene. As soon as Wanlong landed, she asked Gengar, "Gengar, how is the situation?"

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Gengar turned around and pointed at the Plasma Team executive lying on the ground, drooling.

"Kou Jie Yi"

Take it!

Wanlong breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Shaka. "Master Shaka, thank you for your hard work."

Shaka shook his head. "These are all things I should do. As the Gym Leader of Odd Dragon City, it is my responsibility to protect Odd Dragon City."

Wanlong nodded and looked at Gengar, "What about Dialect?"

Gengar floated in the air, leading the way for Wanlong and the others.

All the flowers in Shuanglong City had withered, except for the flowers in the city center that were still in bloom. When Wanlong and the others arrived, Gadria looked at Fang Yan lying in Cynthia's arms and clenched her little fists. The Plasma Team members who had just regained consciousness on the ground suddenly felt a strange shock to their minds, and then their eyes rolled back and they fainted again.

Plasma Team Member: Feed me peanuts, feed me peanuts!

Upon seeing Wanlong and the others arrive, Fang Yan comfortably lay in Xilona's arms, even turning his head slightly. Just as he was about to speak, he felt a sense of weightlessness behind him, and with a thud, Fang Yan landed directly amidst the flowers.

He turned his head, blinked, and looked at Cynthia, who smiled slightly at him.

"Give an inch and you'll want a mile."

Seeing Cynthia's lip movements, Fang Yan stood up guiltily, looked at Shaka, and extended his hand, "Hello, Shaka, my name is Fang Yan."

Xia Ka knew that the man in front of him was the one who saved Shuanglong City, so he reached out and shook hands with Fang Yan.

"Thanks to your arrival and Champion Cynthia, our Twin Dragons City was spared destruction this time."

"This is what we should do."

Fang Yan answered with a smile, then looked at Shaka and asked, "Gym Leader Shaka, the Gene Wedge should still be in your possession, right?"

Shaka nodded. "I hid the Gene Wedge before the battle even started. It was hidden in a very secluded spot, and no one but me would know where it is."

"That's good. Remember to keep the Gene Wedge safe. If it falls into the hands of Team Plasma, who knows what kind of trouble it could cause."

"I guarantee it won't fall into their hands."

Shaka spoke with great conviction.

"Dialect, was that... Giratina just now?"

Wanlong recalled the enormous figure she had just seen towing away the Plasma Team's ships and asked.

Fang Yan nodded. "To be honest, I really didn't expect it to be so loyal. It usually refuses to help me move small things, but I didn't expect it to be so loyal this time."

Upon hearing this in the Reverse World, Giratina was furious and wished it could send the damaged ship back to him right then and there.

What do you mean by "little thing"? You call a stinking mountain of garbage a "little thing"? You call that huge tornado a "little thing"?

Do you know that if my reversed world is destroyed, the real world will also be destroyed?!

You don't know anything, you know nothing at all. All you do is ride your little fat plane around and cause a lot of destruction in the real world, then leave all the trouble to me to handle!

Giratina grew angrier the more she thought about it.

Then it stared at the Plasma Team's airship, which was hovering in the air above the Reverse World, and destroyed it completely with a single wave.

I'm getting angrier and angrier! Damn it! If I ever help you with your dialect again, I'll be a dog!

Giratina swam away from its original spot.

"Giratina? It's not from the Sinnoh region—"

Xia Ka was somewhat shocked, and Fang Yan nodded, "I'm somewhat acquainted with it; we occasionally eat together or take a bath together."

In such situations, Ninetales would usually interrupt by using its tail, but unfortunately, Ninetales was resting and recuperating in its Poké Ball at the time. However, a Pokémon took its place.

A chop to the back of Fang Yan's neck struck him. Fang Yan felt that Shaka in front of him had used a shadow clone, and then his body went limp and he collapsed.

Shaka: ?!

Cynthia: ? ! !

Gengar: ?! !!

Garchomp: Oh no — Fang Yan was coaxed to sleep by Dali.

Looking at Fang Yan lying on the ground, Dali was puzzled, confused, and scratched his head.

Nine-Tails said I should interrupt him when he's bragging in dialect, otherwise he'll embarrass the breeding house, but I didn't use any force.

Gengar: I told you to interrupt him, not interrupt him!

Fang Yan opened his eyes and saw half the sky, and his own face, that of Cynthia.

"What's wrong with me?!"

Fang Yan remembered that he was just chatting with Xia Ka. How did he suddenly faint?

"It's okay, just let Dali help you fall asleep, and then you'll drift off."

Me? You think I'd ask Dali to help me fall asleep? Do you think I'm too old for this?

I remember now! It was a chop! A powerful chop! A chop as big as my head!

Looking at Cynthia, whose face was only half visible, Fang Yan suddenly felt that this was actually quite nice.

It's my favorite lap pillow again!

"Dali, well done! I'll give you an extra chicken leg when we get back!"

He spoke with satisfaction in his dialect.

When Dali saw that Fang Yan was awake, he lowered his head and walked over.

"Cough—"

Sorry—I shouldn't—Huh? Well done? Me? Extra chicken leg? Hehe, that's right, I knew I did a good job! I knew it, I didn't even use any force! I'm still the best at understanding dialects.

Dali left with a grin to find any members of the Plasma Team who were pretending to be unconscious, and to give each of them a chop to the neck.

"How long do you plan to stay in bed?"

Cynthia looked at Fang Yan, whose face was half-covered, and asked helplessly.

"I'll lie down a little longer. The last time I lay like this was in Baiyang Town."

Looking at Fang Yan's tired face, Xilona couldn't bear to refuse.

He reached out and gently stroked Fang Yan's head, humming the melody Fang Yan had just sung.

Wanlong, who was watching from afar, was overjoyed.

I've got another idea!

Shaka: Are they a couple? They look like a perfect match!

Cattleya? Ha, what a loser.

Just as Fang Yan was enjoying the flowers and her lover's caresses, her phone rang again, and she lazily answered the call.

"Hey, this is a dialect."

"Manager with dialect accent! Help! The boss has gone mad!"

Musashi's shouts came over.

Boss? Boss Sakaki?!

Fang Yan sat up straight and quickly asked Musashi and the others about their situation.

Cynthia gasped as Fang Yan suddenly sat up, unable to dodge in time, and gently rubbed her front armor under the moonlight.

After hearing Musashi's words, Fang Yan's eyes went limp.

No way—it's not over yet—

What does it mean that Giovanni wanted to use the power of Mikumo to control the Unova region, but ended up being controlled by it and going berserk?

What does it mean that while the three cloud gods were attacking Ash and his friends, a white dragon Pokémon appeared?

Am I becoming a General too? Seventy-two hours after my death —

It is now the forty-eighth hour —

Fang Yan stood up and called out to Gengar and Dali, oh, I almost forgot, and the two Deoxys that were lying on the ground resting exhausted.

"Still sleeping? How do you guys manage to sleep at your age?"

Deoxys: ? ? ?

Do you want to hear what you're saying? Why do you say we've been slacking off the whole time?

Cynthia walked over at that moment. "What's wrong?"

"Xiao Zhi has also encountered some problems."

He roughly explained it in dialect.

"I'll go with you."

Fang Yan nodded, then turned over and sat on Latias, leaving Twin Dragons City with Cynthia.

Wanlong and Gadriya exchanged a glance, and Wanlong said, "Master Shaka, let the others handle this. We'll go over there."

"good.

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