Pokémon, but cultural invasion

While chanting the name of the once-high and mighty sage, Xinshan shouted to the crowd below the stage:

"Quechys is plotting a rebellion and has blinded the king. Gentlemen, let us join hands to set things right!"

The crowd was caught in a dilemma: should they follow the king away, or obey the pope's order to arrest him?

The piercing sirens blaring from afar only exacerbated the already chaotic situation.

Quixote's last shred of patience was wearing thin, and a battle was imminent.

N covered his ears, the surrounding Pokémon's surging mental voices filled with pain.

The noise of the crowd, the collision of various moves, the shattering sound waves from the impact with the ground and the hysterical screams all cast a gray filter over everything that was happening.

He was escorted away from the headquarters building by the supporters.

The crowd was clearly divided into two parts: one part followed N and left decisively, while the other part stood still, hesitant and undecided.

Despite being a puppet put on the throne by Quixote, this did not diminish the team members' admiration for N.

After walking a long way, Xinshan felt a wave of fear.

Fortunately, he had recorded the sound of sirens and sent his men to play it at the right moment.

Otherwise, if we continue to delay, who knows what might happen?

Red and blue lights flashed on the streets and intersections of the Black City; this time, it was the real Miss Officer Jenny.

...

"How could you be fake?"

Quanshu grabbed the collar of the pirated Quixote, which looked exactly like the real one.

"Sir, even if you beat me to death, I will never make it real!"

He was furious, little did anyone know that Quixote, who was always involved in various social activities and attended all kinds of banquets, was a stand-in.

"Mr. Izumi, no one expected him to be a fake, so..."

Dan Di, draped in a red cloak, was tall and imposing, with purple hair and golden eyes, giving off a majestic and handsome aura.

At this moment, the invincible champion Dan Di showed a hint of trepidation.

"Do not worry."

Quanshu threw down the stand-in and laughed, "We will not miss a single project that we promised to invest in and build in the Galar region."

"It made you laugh."

Dan scratched the back of his head.

Compared to other regions, Galar has a particularly unique development gap between cities and towns due to the uneven distribution of Dynamax energy, and the same applies to the gap between the rich and the poor.

"But this matter cannot be left unresolved."

Leon jumped onto his Charizard and said, "The Galar region has benefited greatly from your kindness. I won't feel at ease until I catch a couple of big fish."

"Let's go. The intelligence says that Ghetsis has appeared in Black City. At Charizard's speed, three minutes will be enough for it."

The spring tree climbed onto Latias's back and sped off at breakneck speed.

The night was dark.

With Dan Di by his side, he felt exceptionally safe.

Since it's unclear how far along Ghetsis's plan has progressed, if Izumi Tree were to attack, Team Plasma would be in trouble if they pulled out a Zekrom.

Adhering to the principle of "better safe than sorry," Izumi used his money-making ability to summon the strongest fighting force from Galar.

Considering it might be a tough battle, Izumi offered exceptionally generous terms.

"It's been five minutes, isn't it here yet?"

The Dan Emperor on the dragon's back frowned: "I rarely come to Hezhong, so I got lost."

"Then how can you fly so fast?"

His previous image was so reliable that Izumi-ki forgot he was terrible with directions.

"Alright, let's see where we are first."

As the altitude decreased, images of the seaside came into Izumi's mind.

It was a transport ship, and several members of the Plasma Team uniforms were pushing Akromar onto the ship.

Two wise men wearing tall hats were also waiting nearby.

The fact that Quixote sent two wise men is enough to demonstrate how much Quixote valued him.

"Not the top prize winner, Keith..."

Quanshu grinned: "But I won the grand prize."

As the title suggests, I need to take one day off.

Regardless of the reason, it is an undeniable fact that I am taking leave, and I am very sorry.

Shark kowtows, kowtows, kowtows~

Starting tomorrow, I will resume updating three times a day, just like in August.

I spent most of September updating twice a month, and I am deeply sorry to all the readers who have been following the story. I kowtow and apologize. (My crime deserves death.)

Shamelessly explain the reason for asking for leave.

My laptop, which I've had for five years, broke down this morning. The new one won't arrive until the next day.

I tried typing at an internet cafe, but the keyboards there were very stiff, and it was extremely difficult to press the keys. (I heard these keyboards are suitable for FPS games.)

Moreover, the environment is harsh.

Cigarette ash, strange smells, a young man next to me shouting into the microphone (the private room was full), and an uncle playing the news broadcast aloud (I don't know why he would be watching the news in an internet cafe).

I can't type anything in this state.

The only place I can go to by electric scooter is this one internet cafe, so I need to take a day off.

Of course, I don't mean to make excuses for myself; I'm just explaining the reason. I wish I could immediately strike the demon pill two hundred times as an apology.

After sending out the leave request, I will use a Bluetooth keyboard connected to my phone to continue typing, but the speed is too slow and it lags, which is torture.

Ultimately, I'm very satisfied with the book's performance, and the royalties are enough to buy a new computer, so I won't cut it off. (I'm clarifying this not out of guilt, but because I've heard that there's a strong tendency for Hedgehog Cat to abandon projects prematurely.)

If taking leave scares you all away, I'd rather find a block of tofu and kill myself.

Chapter 188 The Burning United Sea

No one knows where Akromma came from or what his real name is.

He first came to the attention of the police through the files of researchers in a third-rate dark organization.

Akromar was responsible for researching and manufacturing weapons that were explicitly prohibited, which were then used on elves and even modified.

After being placed on the wanted list, he disappeared without a trace, leading Interpol to suspect that he was dead.

It wasn't until Izumi, guided by the directionally challenged champion, stumbled upon Team Plasma's evacuation ship that he spotted the giant fish.

"When you make your move, don't kill the blond man."

Izumi looked down at Akroma, who was being escorted onto the bridge, and couldn't hide his excitement.

If the Pokémon world were a gacha game, researchers' abilities would be ranked in different tiers.

Akromah is definitely one of the most worthwhile SSR cards to acquire, rated as "super high".

From black and white to the sun and moon, all sorts of incredible cutting-edge technologies are emerging one after another.

The Acromorium device that controls Kyurem, and the fusion device of Necrozma and the Sun and Moon gods, were all created by him.

"I'll pay attention."

Dante nodded slightly and said, "Besides, this is Senior Adeker's territory, and the trial of criminals must be handed over to the Alliance."

"Wild fighting is not a formal competition, so what follows could be a bit dangerous."

"Mr. Izumi, you should stay high in the sky. Doronbaruto will protect you."

Behind the Charizard, a dark blue dragon-shaped Pokémon emerged, with two dragons named Mesiah swimming above its head, acting as scouts.

Dante was terrified that the financial backer who could drive the development of Galar might meet with misfortune.

From the moment they met, the invisible Dronbalut has been guarding the safety of the Izumi Tree.

Leon patted Charizard's back: "Flame Vortex."

The fire-breathing dragon opened its mouth and spewed out scorching breath, a large cone-shaped orange-red wave of fire covering the Milky Way, turning the night sky as bright as day in an instant.

"what happened?"

The wise man, Jogos, rushed out of the cabin, and a crew member on deck cried out in a trembling voice, "The Sea of ​​Unity... is burning!"

The transport ships that had sailed away from the shore were surrounded by an endless sea of ​​flames.

The walls of flame rising from all sides resembled a purgatory, and the surging heat waves seemed to scorch every inch of skin.

"What the hell!"

Jogs and another wise man, Vio, looked up and fell into despair when they saw the rapidly descending black dot.

Would a champion like Leon, who rides on Dragon's Back, personally go down to hunt down Team Plasma?

"Vio, you take Lord Akromma and go first, I'll hold him off."

Joggs released the elves one by one and removed his tall hat: "I am ready to sacrifice myself for Lord Ghetsis."

"We can't leave now; he deliberately waited until we went out to sea before making his move."

Vio surveyed the burning United Sea and said in a deep voice, "Only by gathering the strength of everyone to fight against it can we have a glimmer of hope."

Even faster than the Fire-Breathing Dragon was the Super Armored Rhino that descended from low altitude.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, the ship emitted a mournful sound as metal tore apart.

The rock pillar lifted Rhyperior from the smashed main deck, and it roared to the sky. The sound waves terrified the Pokémon released by the minions, causing them to faint.

Vio and Jogs were about to give orders.

"Flamethrower" descended from the sky, engulfing the two and the Pokémon around them.

The flames magnified in their eyes, and the two closed their eyes in fear, but the excruciating pain of being burned to ashes as they had anticipated did not come.

Slowly opening their eyes, they saw flames melting the metal deck and ship's sides, yet they felt no heat despite being bathed in the fire.

But their elves had already fallen to the ground, their bodies charred black.

The difference in control over the jet flames and the power it displayed was so vast that it was despairing.

“I am informing you, as the Galar Champion, that you have been arrested.”

Dan Di jumped off the dragon's back and said solemnly, "Turn the boat around immediately and go to the shore to wait for the police to take him into custody."

“I cannot guarantee your personal safety if you continue to resist.”

The Shielded Sword Monster suddenly appeared and blocked the way of a captain who was standing at a corner, pulling out a pistol from his pocket.

Within seconds, his energy and spirit visibly withered away.

"I failed...I...I..."

Jorge's face was flushed, and fine beads of sweat glistened on his forehead.

"Lord Quixote... I have failed you!"

He knelt on the ground, his nostrils flaring violently, each breath accompanied by a trembling sob.

Vio could no longer hold on; his eyes glazed over, and he collapsed.

The evacuation ship began to turn.

Upon receiving the message, Officer Jenny quickly arrived at the scene. One by one, the dejected members of Team Plasma were handcuffed and escorted onto police trucks like quails.