Pokémon: Trainers Start as Bounty Hunters.

The middle-aged man looked at the two people and the elf in front of him with a leisurely air.

Beside him, the ever-smiling Mr. Mime continued to unleash his superpowers.

"We're the Rockets! The Rockets!"

The blonde woman yelled at the other person in a fit of rage.

She felt embarrassed that she had been caught so easily.

The middle-aged man rubbed his forehead and sighed.

Are all the new recruits in the organization this reckless lately? How are they taught in the academy?

The green-haired man noticed something was wrong.

With such large Rockets logos on their clothes, it was impossible for the other party not to notice.

"When Slowpoke becomes incredibly intelligent..."

He weakly uttered the secret code for the rendezvous.

"It's time to have a cup of bitter tea."

"Snapped"

The middle-aged man responded while snapping his fingers.

"Ouch—"

The two people who were suspended in the air fell directly to the ground, letting out painful cries.

"You're the contact person! Why are you attacking us? Do you even know...?"

The blonde woman immediately stood up and began verbally attacking the middle-aged man angrily.

"momo~"

The smile on Mr. Mime's lips gradually faded.

This human woman really has no brains at all.

It has to be said that when Mr. Mime stops smiling, he really does look a bit scary.

It's probably because they look too much like humans.

"Calm down, Yamado."

The green-haired man called out his partner's name, trying to stop her.

Unfortunately, it's a bit late.

"Mr. Mime".

Another soft gasp.

With a surge of psychic power, the blond woman, Amado, returned to the air.

"It seems you're the only one in your group who can communicate."

The middle-aged man looked at the green-haired man with a hint of regret and said.

"Yamado is just a little short-tempered."

"Yamado's partner, Little Three, oh no, Little Saburo said helplessly."

He's used to it.

"Come with me, this isn't the place to talk."

The middle-aged man looked around and then turned and walked in one direction.

"Okay, may I ask your name?"

Kosaburo asked.

"Just call me Mr. Science," the middle-aged man said.

Upon arriving at a small wooden cabin near the forest, Mr. Science gestured for Mr. Mime to put Amado down.

This time, although he still fell and it hurt a lot, Yamado didn't curse.

She simply stared intently at Mr. Science with her sharp eyes.

Mr. Sai ignored her completely and turned around to take a Poké Ball out of the drawer.

"then."

He tossed the Poké Ball to Kosaburo.

Kosaburo looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"This is a hypnotic tapir."

"You guys don't actually think you can get into Psychic Town with just a Rattata, do you?"

Mr. Science revealed a mocking smile.

Before Yamad could say anything, he continued, "This guy will be yours from now on. Consider it a reward for your first mission."

At this point, Mr. Science shook his head.

"I hope it won't be wasted in your hands. I wonder how Instructor Viper managed to get you all through the final test."

He didn't quite understand why the higher-ups would give a precious Psychic-type Pokémon to a newly debuted team.

But there was nothing he could do; he was just an ordinary contact person.

The only thing he could be proud of was a Mr. Mime that had been with him for a long time.

In this respect, Mr. Science has absolutely no autonomy.

He had no choice but to obey orders.

"You don't need to worry about that; we have our own advantages."

Yamato snorted and took the Poké Ball containing the Hypnotic Baku from Kosaburo's hand.

"They've been trained and you can start giving orders right away, but don't make the instructions too complicated."

Mr. Science uttered some rather terrifying words with an indifferent expression.

And Yamato and Kosaburo were used to it.

They're the Rockets, you know. Isn't this expected?

"Let's go, little three, let's go find our target."

With a wave of his hand, Yamato led Kosaburo outside.

I'm sorry, I hope we'll have the chance to meet again sometime.

"Yamado, my name is Kosaburo, not Kosaburo, could you please..."

Kosaburo first bowed hurriedly to Mr. Science, then turned around and followed in Amazon's footsteps, still complaining under his breath.

"Ok?"

Amado glanced at him.

Kosaburo immediately shut his mouth.

"Boom"

Kosaburo, walking with his head down like a submissive, bumped into Amazon.

The two stopped on the outskirts of Superpower Town.

"Aren't we going in?"

He asked instinctively.

“No rush.” A cunning glint appeared in Amado’s eyes.

Although it appears to be Kosaburo who is in charge when they are outwardly in the public eye, in reality, all mission plans were devised by Yamado from the very beginning when they formed the team.

She does have a bit of a temper, but she's definitely not brainless.

"For our first official mission, let's prioritize a cautious approach."

Kosaburo offered a rare word of advice.

"No, a recruitment mission, especially one where we don't even know if we can succeed, how can that demonstrate our abilities?"

Amazon snorted coldly.

I heard that the hot-tempered woman's official mission is field combat; how could she be worse than that guy?

"We are not like Musashi and Kosaburo, those two losers. Success is our only goal!"

"I said fiercely."

Kosaburo nodded helplessly; what else could he say?

What are you planning to do?

He asked.

"Ghost-type Pokémon and Psychic-type Pokémon are naturally incompatible, even though the Ghost-type Pokémon here are used to it."

"What if, right now, a Psychic-type Pokémon raised in Psychic Town attacked the Ghost-type Pokémon in Ghost Forest? What would happen to them?"

Yamato tossed the Poké Ball in his hand, seemingly lost in thought, and said...

"That would be so interesting."

Kosaburo raised an eyebrow and met Yamato's gaze.

"Did you bring the materials?" "Yes, they're all in my backpack."

The two conversed fluently.

"Let's begin then."

After final confirmation, Amazon issued the order.

Meanwhile, Tetsuya got lost in Super Town.

The structure of this place is rather strange.

"pull"

Ralts, perched on his shoulder, pointed out the correct route to Tetsuya with its little hand raised.

Everything in Psychic Town is designed specifically for Psychic-type Pokémon.

Only Pokémon with superpowers can move freely in and out of Psychic Town.

Or you could say Ghost-type, since they can ignore the terrain and pass through walls directly.

Soon, Zhe stopped in front of a house with a psychedelic atmosphere.

From the outside, the house looks as if the starry sky covers its walls.

Without saying a word, Tetsuya pushed open the door.

"Lingling"

A clear, crisp cry rang out.

A Pokémon shaped like a wind chime is floating inside the house.

It has several red markings on its body.

Below is a rectangular ribbon-like structure, and on its head are suction cups for hanging from a high place.

This is Chimecho, a Psychic-type Pokémon that is primarily found in the Hoenn region.

"Hello." "La"

Tetsuya and Ralts raised their hands in greeting.

Psychic-type Pokémon are generally intelligent, so it's still good to be polite when they come to visit.

"bell"

The wind chimes swayed happily, making a beautiful sound.

This sprite has seven different voices that can be used to communicate, making it the sprite with the most dialects.