This elf world is a bit strange

After pouring a basin of ice water on Firio's head, Kikuko stood up, poked the floor hard with her crutches, and strode out of the house.

"Once you have taken care of things here, I will check the results of your training. The same goes for the strength of those little guys. Don't just look at useless things like the Four Heavenly Kings. Look further ahead!"

The old man's figure disappeared, leaving only his words floating in the air.

"From a distance... you really think highly of me..."

It wasn't until the old man walked away and Filio stood there blankly, holding a book in his hand, that he smiled bitterly and murmured to himself.

"Ma...chi?"

This time, even the dream demon was a little overwhelmed, revealing the same expression of being neither amused nor helpless as Firion.

They have just recently acquired the strength of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Alliance and are now being placed with new expectations, which is bound to bring pressure.

And when they didn't notice, Mewtwo's figure had quietly appeared in the corner beside the bed, hiding his presence, and his cold eyes flashed with a warm light that was completely unreasonable.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Mewtwo glanced out the window as if nothing had happened, narrowed his eyes slightly, and disappeared without a trace, not even leaving a trace of his superpowers.

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"Geng Gui, isn't it a little too fast for him? He has just made considerable progress. Maybe it would be better if he was encouraged."

Walking out of the hospital, Kikuko raised her head in the moonlight, looked towards Filio's ward on the third floor, and asked in a low voice.

"Geng Ga? Geng Ga!"

The purple little fat man came out from the shadows with two big apples in his mouth. He took a lot of effort to swallow them, then laughed and patted Kikuko's back, pushing her forward with an indifferent look on his face.

Pokémon, whose minds are simpler than humans, are more perceptive in this regard.

It doesn't think there will be any problem with this.

It is better to say that seeing the dream demon grow, it has only anticipation in its heart.

"Geng~ga~!"

After fooling Kikuko, the little fat boy, in a good mood, felt that he was not full yet, so he emptied his stomach and prepared to take out some more snacks.

"Geng Ga?"

However, after a while of searching, it found nothing.

"Geng Ga!"

Teacher Gengar, who didn't believe in evil, dived into the shadow, and a series of "ding-dong-dong" sounds came from the darkness.

After a while, it finally came out dejectedly, covered in dust.

Kikuko was already used to its funny temper, so she asked without turning her head, "What's wrong?"

"Geng Ga..."

Gengar, looking aggrieved, handed over a note.

There is a little ghost face drawn on it.

In its other hand, it held an empty biscuit bag.

There is no such thing as a gentleman's revenge is never too late. The little dream demon's revenge came quickly and accurately.

As the saying goes, the disciple surpasses the master. Teacher Geng Gui, who had just given Little Dream Demon a little shock not long ago, has now been taught a solid lesson and experienced the bitterness of the Yangtze River where the new generation is pushed forward by the old generation.

"Hahahaha...you're amazing!"

Looking at the frustrated old friend, Kikuko endured for a moment, then burst into a rare hearty laugh, her steps became lighter, and she disappeared into the dark night alley.

Now, she was completely relieved.

Her disciples' growth rate was even faster than she had ever imagined.

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"Oh... Master is gone, the concert is over, and Little Cucumber is probably gone too. There's nothing to do, so why not say hello to Nancy and go to bed early... Oh, I really want to go there..."

After seeing Kikuko off, the bored Firion stretched out his body, leaned lazily on the sofa, hugged the Sun Eevee and Kotaku who came out to act coquettishly as soon as he finished his work, and began to feel sleepy.

The moon was high in the sky, the wind was howling outside the window, but the house was warm and cozy, and it was indeed time to go to bed.

But tonight seemed destined to be an eventful one. Just as he was teaching Big Mouth Baby how to use the facial cleanser, a "clang clang clang" sound came from outside the bathroom.

When he stuck his head out, he saw the three members of Team Rocket grinning.

But... they didn't seem to be able to go through the front door, and instead resorted to their old ways of sneaking in, picking locks, and climbing through windows, hanging a few safety locks outside the window.

“…It must be an illusion.”

Firio, with toothpaste foam still in his mouth, spoke incoherently and turned around to go back to wash.

"Madge!"

"Buyi~"

"Qido~!"

The three neat little ones also decided to ignore the trio.

"cadre! cadre! Open the door, cadre meow!"

Seeing that Firio was about to turn around and leave, Meow Meow couldn't hold back his temper and started knocking on the glass with his hands and feet, trying to attract his attention. Musashi and Kojiro beside him also started to make a lot of noise, making quite a noise.

"Lanka?"

Inside the room, the rod-tailed scaly dragon, who was fiddling with his fitness equipment, looked up blankly at the weird group of performance artists outside the window, and then looked at his big brother, Emperor Nabo, beside him in confusion.

"…Empe."

Looking out the window and then at the bathroom, Emperor Nabo was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. With one hand he held down the wind fairy who was about to play a prank on the trio, and with the other hand he patted the head of the staff-tailed scaly dragon, then he stood up and walked to the window.

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"Tell me, I told you to come and report to me after you're done, why did you take so long?"

After washing up, Firion sat down on the sofa and looked at the trio who were sitting in a row like elementary school students. He stroked the soft hair of the Sun Eevee. His expression showed no emotion and his tone was calm, but it made the trio nervous.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry... Officers, we just had a small... small accident!"

The aggressive Musashi did not dare to act presumptuously at this moment, and could only stammer and give a flattering smile.

"A small accident...does that mean that after the battle, he's going to attack Pikachu again, and then get blown away to some unknown place by that kid from Pallet Town?"

Firio raised his head, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if smiling but not smiling, with a hint of sarcasm.

"We...I..."

Kojiro was speechless and sweating profusely, feeling as helpless as he was the last time he met Sakaki at the headquarters.

"Forget it, it's excusable. That Pikachu is really good, although Sakaki probably won't be interested." Seeing that the trio was almost trained, Filio also calmed down his momentum and showed his boy-next-door sunshine again. Smiling, he walked up to the three of them and said with praise, "This time, you have made a great contribution. I have seen the hot air balloon incident. So, I will forget about being late, but... …It won’t happen again.”

"What the cadre means...has he made a meritorious service?"

"Promotion?"

"A pay raise?"

“What a great feeling!”

The first half of Firion's sentence was completely ignored and forgotten in a manner that was almost like the law of causality. The only thing left in the trio's ears was the extremely pleasant sound of "you have made a great contribution". The pattern of gold coins immediately appeared in their eyes, and even saliva was about to overflow from the corners of their mouths.

It wasn't until Firion cleared his throat that they came back to their senses from the surprise and sat up straight.

"As for your reward..." Firio stretched out his voice a little, whetting the appetite of the three people. When three pairs of eyes were staring at him, he changed the subject and asked softly, "Are you interested in being my direct subordinate? It just so happens that I have something I need you to do."

"Directly?"

"Subordinates?!"

"We are willing to meow!"

They were shocked at first, and then ecstatic. The three men, who had long been abandoned by their grandmas and uncles for their incompetence, were extremely excited when they saw that Filio, a cadre with the highest authority at such a young age, was willing to accept them.

If it weren't for the big mouth kid who was eyeing them covetously, they would have thrown themselves on Firion to show their loyalty.

"Well... As for the treatment, I will ask Manatori for you. She should be a very generous person."

Although he was a little surprised by the exaggerated behavior of the Rocket trio, Firion, who had a good impression of these three funny guys, decided to pretend that he didn't see it. He crossed his legs and acted as if nothing happened.

"The girl with watermelon-shaped glasses?" Kojiro was surprised.

"A very generous person?" Musashi doubted his life.

"Cadre, are you kidding meow?" Meow Meow blurted out.

"Isn't it? I remember this little secretary was quite easy to talk to."

Firio tilted his head and looked at the little dream demon. After getting a positive answer from his partner, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed the number he had contacted not long ago.

"Beep...beep...Mr. Filio, I'm Zhenniao, what can I do for you?"

But after a few rings, Manori's cold voice came from the other end of the phone, with a bit of intimacy and... hospitality that the trio had never felt before?

"You should know about the incident in Baiyang Town. Musashi, Kojiro, and Meow Meow have made a lot of contributions in this incident, so it's easy to use them. I'll let them work for me in the future. As for their level and treatment, I also suggest raising them a bit. Is there any problem?"

Philio had long been accustomed to it and ordered his little secretary around casually.

"Musashi, Kojiro, Meowth? They... Oh, they seem to be active in Sinnoh now. Don't worry, they don't have any direct subordinates at the moment, I can handle the formalities for you right away... Hey, how come their identities are... Ah! Lord Sakaki, why did you come here in person?!"

Amid the sound of keyboard tapping, the capable secretary quickly got everything done. She was about to talk about promotion and salary increase, but before she could finish her words, she let out a cry of surprise and her cell phone fell to the ground, making Filio shiver all over.

When the phone was connected again, the voice on the other end had become a familiar, slightly hoarse baritone.

"Since you called me, it seems that these three guys did a good job. I'll do as you wish."

Sakaki's tone was as calm as ever, but Firion could hear some subtle differences. It seemed that this funny trio still had some unusual value - at least within Team Rocket, they were not completely left alone.

As his thoughts turned, Firio roughly remembered something and smiled unfathomably.

"The cadres' expressions... look a little scary, meow."

After gently poking the sides of Musashi and Kojiro, Miaomiao felt a little chilly all over. When he looked up, he saw that the two partners looked even worse than himself, so he could only sigh helplessly.

"Thank you very much, Boss Sakaki. I'll go to Kanto to have a drink with you later. You left too hastily at Silver Mountain last time." Firio didn't notice the three people's muttering. He just teased them without any hesitation, which made Sakaki silent for a long time on the other side.

From being high-spirited to being in disgrace, and with a powerful legendary Pokémon, this is a dark history that may be talked about for the rest of your life.

And given Filio's temper, the word "maybe" could theoretically be crossed out.

The disastrous defeat at Baiyin Mountain was witnessed by the younger generation whom he valued, and even a man with a broad mind like him felt a little embarrassed.

After a long while, and after some mental struggle, Sakaki finally said in a forced voice: "Then let's talk about it when you come over. If you have any questions, go find Manatori. She will cooperate with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sakaki left with a hint of fleeing, and the heavy footsteps gradually faded away.

It was not until Sakaki's voice completely disappeared that Manatori timidly took back the phone and reported in a low voice the identity adjustment of the three members of Team Rocket.

With Sakaki's personal order, everything went smoothly. In just a few minutes, the trio went from being a "savage team" to "direct subordinates of the highest cadre", achieving a continuous jump in status and identity - although, this change was based on the fact that their identities were completely erased from the Rocket Team's public files.

After all, from beginning to end, Philio never agreed to the request to "join Team Rocket".

However, neither he, Shintori, nor Sakaki had any intention of telling the trio about such a small deviation.

Just treat it as a wonderful misunderstanding, sometimes it's not a bad thing.

"Your rewards have been received. Next, it's time to talk about the work ahead."

After hanging up the phone, Filio silently calculated the time in Kanto, and lamented the inhumane work pattern of the secretary who worked day and night, five days a week and two days off. He put down his phone and looked down at the trio who were still immersed in joy.

"Cadres, we will go through fire and water!"

Musashi was the first to jump out to show his loyalty, followed by Kojiro and Meowth who shouted "Me too". Even Goran, who had been honest for once, couldn't stand the loneliness and jumped out of the Poké Ball, forming a familiar four-man team.

What you see on TV or computer is very different from what you see with your own eyes. The exaggerated expressions and movements brought Filio back to his past memories, making him feel a little more nostalgic for the past in a trance, but it was only for a moment.

Blinking gently to hide his fluctuating eyes, he cleared his throat and resumed his speech and behavior as before: "Don't be too nervous. I'm not a very strict person. If you want to catch that Pikachu for Sakaki, I won't stop you. Just do the job I assign you to do. It just so happens that these two things don't conflict with you."

"Officer, do you mean... that we should bring the little brat back to you directly?"

Kojiro held his chin and said something shocking, which almost made Firio spit out blood.

"You're really bold..." Firio grinned, thinking about the battle strength comparison between the Super Rookie and the trio, and having a deeper understanding of the confidence of these three guys, he sighed, "I won't let you do such a stupid thing. What you have to do is simple, follow the kid from Pallet Town, and notify me immediately if you encounter any special situation, it's that simple."

As he spoke, he took out the special communicator he had prepared and threw it to Meowth, the only one who understood technology.

"I leave it to you, Meowth. Remember, you are the elite of Team Rocket. Don't embarrass me." Meowth's shining eyes made Firion smile. His tone was a little lazy, and he waved his hand casually to see him off. "Go back and rest now. It's getting late."