This elf world is a bit strange

The clock turned slowly and the alarm clock on the bedside rang. Daphne, who was silently doing her homework, raised her head. Although she didn't sleep much, she was still in good spirits.

This is also one of the basic skills of undercover.

After sorting through Millis' memories and understanding her life experience and personality traits, Daphne couldn't help but feel emotional.

There are many trainers like her with mediocre backgrounds and lack of growth resources. Not to mention, there are many members in her team who are in similar situations.

This is a key reason why the Yongye organization can still grow and develop in the face of alliance encirclement and suppression.

With their deep pockets, they keenly grasped the psychology of these young people who had limited talents and financial resources but were unwilling to be ordinary. They expanded aggressively and became the climate.

Just like the Rockets many years ago, this is a product of social development and the limitations of the league's development.

While thinking, she pressed the alarm clock, stood up, put on her combat uniform coat, and walked out of the room.

From this moment on, she was Millis.

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The flowing blond hair forms a sharp contrast with the icy temperament, but also brings strong aesthetic tension.

Although Daphne was walking in the passage wearing a mask, she still imitated Milis' appearance with a cold expression.

Facing a steady stream of cadres, big and small, who took the initiative to say hello, she just raised her chin and nodded slightly.

This is also the style of the original iceberg beauty Millis.

Without arousing any suspicion, a few minutes later, she arrived at the logistics department smoothly, signed her name neatly, and took away the props and consumables for the next mission of her squadron.

Immediately afterwards, she made a large circle around the perimeter of the base, walked around the living area in a leisurely manner, and headed to the restaurant.

After having breakfast before a few "friends" arrived, and listening to some gossip among the small cadres who also rushed early, she stood up coldly, wrote down the useful information, and set off again.

He rushed to the training area, distributed the supplies to several team leaders who had been waiting for a while, and then walked to the commonly used area for simple physical training.

Amid the constant chatter from the people around her, she seemed to respond impatiently, but she already flattered everyone and revealed a lot of information in just a few words.

Compared with the hunter organization that followed the elite route back then, although the Yongye organization was overwhelmingly stronger, it was inevitably full of loopholes due to the mixed bag of good and bad.

At least for Daphne, the task was not difficult.

Daphne was able to deal with the interested cadres around her with ease, and Daphne thought of Filio, whom she had not seen all night.

His dull eyes drifted into the distance.

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While Daphne was collecting information in an orderly manner, Filio, who had spent the night carefully exploring the layout of the base, was also not idle.

Hidden away from the overt or covert sentries and monitoring equipment, he and Chaomeng wandered around like a leisurely stroll, going deep into the layers, sketching out a detailed structural topographic map in their minds.

But this was not the main purpose of his trip.

The really important targets are still in the deep areas of the base where the security is the highest.

After a lot of twists and turns, in order to avoid being exposed, he had never dared to use his super powers to search long distances. He finally found a corner room that didn't look like much, but was surrounded by numerous hidden posts.

Hiding in the corner, keeping his figure hidden, he gently patted the dream monster above his head.

The understanding partner disappeared immediately, and a moment later, he reappeared from another space, nodded heavily, and pointed to a dark corner in another direction.

"That's it, as expected..."

With a smile on his face, Philio slowly stepped away, observing his surroundings keenly, waiting for the right moment.

Soon, he was waiting for the "destined person".

A member of the Evernight Organization came with a food cart.

He was yawning profusely, obviously not sleeping enough, and his steps were shaky, and he passed by Filio unsuspectingly.

At the moment of intersection, a blue light flashed in the dream monster's eyes, and the delivery man's footsteps paused for a moment imperceptibly, and then returned to normal, but his eyes were a little duller.

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The dining car came closer and closer, and the tempting aroma also aroused the greed of the guards who had also not eaten breakfast.

The delivery man walked up to the guard post.

"Stop for a moment, routine inspection."

Feeling the protest from the Five Zang Temple, the direct subordinate of the man in the hat swallowed his saliva and raised his hand to signal.

With a wave of his hand, two subordinates came forward and inspected the dishes on the dining car, which were considered luxurious for breakfast.

It was a routine matter, and no problem was found. They were let go immediately as they were already tired from not having a good night's rest.

The leader wearing an orange cat mask did not forget to ask:

"Hart, what are the dishes in the restaurant today? Old Paris won't fool us again with those things that have more onions than meat, right?"

"If Chef Paris hears you say that, I think it will be difficult to guarantee your lunch, Captain Ian. But if you arrive late, there is a high chance that your favorite cowboy nuggets will be robbed!"

The delivery person made witty remarks in a frivolous tone, and his eyes were full of playfulness as he looked at the people standing guard around him.

"Go! Brat, do you think I don't want to hurry up?" With a smile and a scolding, Ian kicked the delivery man Hart on the butt and waved to let him go, "Remember, you can't talk to him, put down your things and come out, otherwise you will be punished. Punishing me won’t save you.”

"Don't worry! I'm going to eat as soon as I finish. I smell the smell all the way and I'm hungry!"

Responding with a smile, Hart trotted through the corridor and into the deserted room.

After entering the room, he did exactly what Captain Ian said and put the food on the table without saying a word while Akroma looked on coldly.

On the way out, he slipped and stumbled on the dining car, almost falling, which caused a burst of laughter from the onlookers outside the door.

At this moment, the expressionless Acroma suddenly raised his eyebrows and immediately returned to normal.

Lying on the bed pretending to be bored, he watched Hart walk out of the room. He reached out and touched under the sheets, and several shrunken Poké Balls appeared in his palm without anyone noticing.

This is the "key" to future escape.

On the other side, in the room where Akroma's Poké Balls are stored, several brand new red and white Poké Balls have quietly completed the civet cat-for-prince drama, and are quietly placed on the table.

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"Well done, little dream monster, perfect infiltration."

"Machi~"

The young man who delivered the meal walked away in a daze. The sentry outside the cell was still busy working boredly. Filio rubbed the dream monster's head, praised it, and tiptoed away.

After stealing Akromar's Poké Ball, Filio, who understood the situation, no longer lingered, but walked deeper into the base along a secret path.

He could already vaguely detect the superpower fluctuations of the man in black and the armored Mewtwo.

The deeper you go, the fewer people you see, and everyone seems to be in a hurry.

The logo of the Shadow Team can be seen on their uniform white coats. Although this evil organization that had been domineering in the Oure area for many years was defeated, it retained most of its strength and escaped to join the Eternal Night Organization.

At the same time, a somewhat dangerous and disgusting aura became increasingly strong, causing Firion's hair to stand on end and he felt resentful from the inside out.

The same goes for Mewtwo and Succubus behind him.

Suppressing the discomfort in their hearts, they slowly walked forward until they came to a dark door.

There is no way forward.

Through this unprecedentedly thick iron door, he and Mewtwo could both feel that behind it, there was not only the aura of the man in black and Armored Mewtwo, but also an extremely deep darkness filled with negative emotions.

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Just across the door, in the huge experimental area, people are coming and going, and it is extremely busy.

The man in black who had been waiting all night did not look tired at all. Instead, he was very excited. He was looking at the Lugia in the huge container and nodded from time to time.

The deep darkness and bone-chilling cold not only did not make him feel uncomfortable, but instead brought him a comfortable feeling.

As he watched the endless stream of energy converge and merge in the pipeline, and then sublimate under the influence of the genetic wedge, his face became increasingly filled with joy.

Perhaps sensing that the leader was in a good mood, Erya, who had been busy day and night for a long time, came forward with several high-level members of the Shadow Team, claiming to be reporting but actually trying to curry favor with them. As expected, he received praise and promises from the men in black.

[Once the technology matures, the Eternal Night Organization will fully assist them in returning to Orei]

Erya was delighted to think that the lost heritage could be regained one day, and even further progress could be made on the original basis.

But the man in the bamboo hat, the real person in charge of the experimental area, was somewhat disdainful of their actions.

Seeing Erya's smug look, he snorted with disdain: "With your research capabilities, if it weren't for our technical support, it would take who knows when you can make a breakthrough. Now you want to ask for credit and reward."

The merciless sarcasm made several scientists of the Shadow Team look at each other in bewilderment. Erya and Xieyan beside him even blushed red in the face, but they were forced to be angry but not to speak because of the overwhelming strength of the man in the bamboo hat.

At this time, the man in black slowly spoke: "Watch your words. Shadow's companions are also an indispensable part of us. There is no distinction between you and us. I have said this many times, don't you remember?"

The tone was flat, but it made the man in the bamboo hat tremble all over. He hurriedly bent down and said nothing.

"Apologize, and then take the punishment yourself."

Without even looking at the man in the bamboo hat, the man in black, who was well versed in the art of playing the good cop and the bad cop, skillfully won the hearts of the people.

Even an old hand like Erya, who had been mayor for many years, could only follow suit and be polite to the man in the bamboo hat when he saw that most of his subordinates were grateful.

He was very clear that a cadre like himself who joined halfway had never been in the core circle of the leader of the Men in Black from the beginning to the end. The Shadow Team, in which they entrusted their lives and property, had always been a fat piece of meat in the eyes of many people since the arrest of Marshal Dead Gold.

But it was all he could do, to demonstrate his worth, to avoid being abandoned, and to act grateful.

The man in black naturally knew what he was thinking, but he did not point it out. Instead, he changed the subject and asked about the improvement of the dark ball.

Erya was also happy about this. He enthusiastically took the man in black to a closed experimental area and introduced his new experimental product, which he was proud of, in a showy manner.

With the support of the pure energy of the reverse volcano, they drastically changed the design of Bixias and reshaped the configuration of the dark sphere.

Now, with the guidance of the power of the Reversal Wedge, this design plan has come to fruition naturally.

According to the plans and requirements of the Men in Black, an experimental product is now available.

A completely black Poké Ball with only two golden lines.

"It looks good, let's try it on the spot."

Taking the Poké Ball handed to him by Uruk-ya like offering a treasure, the man in black did not hesitate and directly released his Leafeon, and then threw out this dark ball that looked quite extraordinary.

A dark light flashed, and even though it was not released, Leafeon was still taken in.

But when it appeared again, the legendary aura suddenly weakened by three points and fell down.

"Boss, this is... This is because the scale of the dark energy has been reduced, so the strength may be..."

Feeling the slight surprise on the black-clothed man's face, Erya hurriedly explained.

It turns out that the new category of Dark Balls is not infallible, but rather reduces the stimulation of Dark Energy on Pokémon, and instead uses more energy in the field of enhanced maneuverability.

With this back and forth, the Pokémon, which obtains its legendary power through external forces, naturally cannot maintain the delicate balance.

If this is the case with Leafeon, it goes without saying that the other Pokémon may be even slightly inferior to it.

"...That's it."

The man in black narrowed his eyes and looked at Yeib carefully.

Although it was still expressionless when controlled by the dark ball, it was much better than before, especially the feeling that the Poké Ball might break at any time was gone.

There is no doubt that this new type of dark ball is enough to plunder powerful Pokémon at the champion level, and even... the legendary level may be worth a try.

There are pros and cons. After weighing the pros and cons, a smile appeared in the eyes of the man in black.

"Well done. Although it has some limitations, I am still very satisfied." Patting Erya on the shoulder affectionately, the man in black praised, "I hope you can continue to work hard. In the near future, maybe a talented collaborator will join you."

"That's great! We were just worried about not having enough manpower! Thank you, Boss!"

Erya seemed extremely surprised on the surface, but he was somewhat fearful inside.

He was well aware of the ruthless character of the man in black, but he was tied to the chariot and had no choice.

Just as he was praising the man in black for his foresight, Leafeon, who had completed the experiment, did not return to the Poké Ball.

Black and red colors filled its eyes, which should have been clear.

When no one was paying attention, it slowly turned around and looked intently at the Dark Lugia in the container.

In the pitch darkness, the god of cyclones and ocean currents, who had been abducted when he was young, also opened his eyes.

Their eyes met, and dark energy spread instantly.