Pokémon: Legendary Pokémon Simulator, Starting with Arceus

At 5 a.m. the next morning, six hours after the incident was reported, at the Kyoto Special Operations Group Command Center.

The room, which was several hundred square meters in size, was filled with monitors, which at first glance cost at least several hundred yuan. There was a podium at the back with three people sitting on it.

The old man in the middle looked to be in his sixties, while the other two were men in their forties. They were all staring intently at the screen, even though it wasn't turned on yet.

"Is everyone ready?" the old man in the middle asked.

"Everything is ready. All the target personnel have been identified, and there are people watching the area."

The man on the left glanced at his watch, then at his phone, and nodded.

"Let's get started then, so we can get some rest sooner."

The man on the right slammed the button in front of him, and all the screens lit up. The people inside were all different, but they all had one thing in common.

There were only three types of people inside: one dressed casually, and the rest dressed in black suits and police uniforms.

The corresponding locations are displayed in the lower right corner of the screen, and Xiong Biao, Uncle Li, and Group Chen are in the middle of the screen. Each screen corresponds to a city.

"We are now entering the debugging phase. Can you hear me? Are you aware of the mission? Are you ready?"

The old man slowly spoke, and three selection boxes appeared on the screen: green meant no problem, red meant the opposite. After three seconds, all the screens glowed green.

"Some people are looking for trouble to kill children. Some of them are even helping to bite others, while others are eating the food we give them but still want to cut off their flesh."

"This isn't just about dealing with terrorists; it also involves the businessmen and all the lackeys and cronies—they all need to be wiped out!"

"I hereby declare that Operation 311, the assault operation, is now commenced!"

The old man's gaze was full of authority as he slowly swept across all the screens. As he finished speaking, everyone began to move.

There was no sound, only constantly moving images and people being captured, some from other regions and some from the Eastern Huang region.

"I think the people were from the North American Alliance, the Small Island Nation Alliance, and the Indian Alliance."

The old man kept looking at the screen without turning his head, but the person on his left already knew what was about to happen.

"The selling price of basic products will remain unchanged, the quantity will be doubled, and our imports will be reduced by half again."

Sure enough, this system won't affect people at the bottom of society, and the price might even be cheaper, but the original manufacturers are definitely going to suffer, as they're bound to lose their market share.

As for whether ordinary people will lose their jobs, Donghuang has investors in every alliance, guaranteeing plenty of job opportunities.

"Okay, I'll report it after I'm done."

"By the way, what is our champion doing?"

"I sparred with the Water King a while ago and got beaten up. I rested for a period of time and should be recovered now."

"Let that kid go out for a stroll."

The old man was also somewhat helpless. It's just that having the title of champion brings a few more troubles, is it really worth getting so upset about?

Someone who plays Dragon-type is looking for a Water-type. Doesn't he know that Water and Ice are related? Seriously.

The man on the left was taking notes in a notebook, preparing to report them together later, while also feeling sorry for other regions.

Why don't you just stay put? When has our Donghuang ever taken the initiative to make a move? Why do you have to be so mischievous? You're all going to have to pay a hefty price.

"It's true that the first-level god has awakened."

"Yes, we have also detected the biggest volcanic disturbance in the area. The endpoint is 89% likely there, and it's inevitable that it will pass through our area."

The old man sighed, "They're just passing by, yet they can't wait to come and share the meat."

And don't you know we have a wealth of governance experience? Our ancestors left behind a rich history. Oh, others don't have that, well, that's alright.

Having said what needed to be said, the old man focused his attention on the screen, which was categorized from the people being filmed and recorded, as well as the information categorized from the questions asked on site.

The massive amount of information caused network data congestion, and every now and then a 3D dragon would fly out and land on another computer.

The arrests lasted a full week. During this time, people noticed that the internet was much cleaner, and then a large number of traitors were put on trial.

At the same time, some of the underlying issues were also revealed, without exposing specific individuals, only stating that foreign forces were involved.

As for the protagonist who was the source of everything, Xiong Meng said that everything was normal. He went home that night to take a shower and go to sleep, and no one said anything to him afterward.

Chen Yahui is also doing well. Neither of them mentioned it much at school. The only difference is that her father has been very busy this week.

Every day, a large number of merchants go in, specifically from other alliances, but I heard that some who maliciously underpaid were also dealt with along the way.

The trending topics on the internet are constantly changing, making it a very enjoyable experience.

"So, did the class monitor need something from me?"

Xiong Meng watched the girl pass by again and couldn't help but ask, "She's been like this since the morning break, and she's still like this during lunch break."

"It's nothing, I was just passing by."

The girl tilted her head and looked at him in confusion. The classroom was only so big, and there were only so many seats available. Wasn't it normal to pass by?

Do you really think he can't see that something's wrong?

"Would the class monitor like to sit down and have a chat...?"

"OK."

Before she could finish speaking, the girl pulled up a stool and plopped down on the side of the table.

Hey, is this eager action for real?

"So, what shall we talk about?"

"have no idea."

"·····"

This scene kept repeating itself throughout the week. He would just loiter around, sit down whenever someone mentioned it, and then not know what to say when asked.

This is driving him to depression. Just say what's wrong!

"Brother Bear!!! Please help me!!!"

A mournful cry rang out, and a tall, muscular man grabbed her leg; he was Eevee's classmate from the previous starter Pokémon.

Eevee isn't with the other player right now, and neither is Brontosaurus. The first week of building up affinity is enough, and they're basically at home now.

At the same time, after the festivities, everyone started to work hard to prepare for the college entrance examination, but for some people, the results did not seem to be very good.

"Brother Xiong! I want to study animal husbandry, but I don't have enough points in the knowledge section!"

He's not afraid of initial Pokémon training and battles, but the school he wants to attend has a very high required score for professional knowledge, and he's currently one level short of that.

He wasn't afraid of working hard on his own, but he knew that not knowing the key points would lead to many detours, and then he thought of Xiong Meng.

A kind-hearted top student is right beside me; if I don't latch onto him now, when will I ever get another chance?!

"You know my style; giving me a direct answer isn't my approach, if you need it now."

Xiong Meng pulled a notebook out of the drawer: "I have some tips here, what do you think?"

Before the other person could speak, the classmates who had been listening intently immediately surrounded them.

"Brother Bear!!!"

"Xiong Meng!!!"

"We want some too!!!" ×n

Eevee trainers were stunned. They weren't showing up before, but now they're all coming to steal the fruit, huh?

"I won't let you get away with this!!!" He reached out to take it, but someone was faster than him.

Chen Yahui hugged the notebook to her chest: "Ahem, I'll give it to you tomorrow."

Alright, what can he say? The class monitor has already said so, so let's wait and see. Anyway, we've figured out the direction and the way.