Pokémon: Who let him leave Pallet Town?

Chapter 489 The Collection of the Number One AI

How did you do it?
Even with my own telekinesis, I couldn't detect anything wrong with this guy.

He is clearly a person, inside and out. Even now, when Natsume scans him with his telekinesis, what he gets back is still his flesh and blood.

In an instant, a chill involuntarily surged up from the soles of my feet, straight to the top of my head.

Team Rainbow Rocket likely possesses some kind of technology that can deceive telekinetic detection.

Suppressing the urge to let Loletton bring the other to life, Natsume turned around and focused his gaze on a huge box.

Using telekinesis, I saw a levitation device inside the box, enlarged and thickened, seemingly intended for the Tyranitar.

Natsume glanced at the place names above, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

After noting down the address, Natsume turned his gaze back to Rogers.

Activation is definitely not an option. The other party's intelligence is too high, indistinguishable from a human. Activation would be tantamount to strengthening the other party, making it completely uncontrollable.

After thinking for a moment, Natsume contacted the AI ​​at Oak's Labs.

"Father-in-law, what brings you here?"

The message was replied to instantly, and the other party even sent a grinning soybean emoji.

Natsume: "."

It seems this guy still can't forget about his own AI and hasn't given up on his thieving intentions.

"Is there a virus program that's highly stealthy?" Natsume sent a message.

Considering that the No. 1 AI has a strange habit of using virus programs to train its firewall and calling it "self-evolution," Natsume felt that finding it was a more reliable option.

A folder was sent over shortly afterward.

When Natsume took over and examined it, he found that there were no virus programs inside, only descriptions of individual virus programs.

It was an extremely well-made PowerPoint presentation.

Open the first page.

Against a backdrop of a deep starry sky, a silhouette of an elegant goblet, seemingly filled with amber liquid, floats in the center.

The title, in gold-embossed lettering, reads: "A Collection of Virus Programs - A Private Appreciation of the No. 1 AI Brain."

Natsume's lips twitched slightly as he patiently flipped through the pages.

Each slide of the PPT is like showcasing a bottle of rare and exquisite wine.

"Virus Program 1: Meow Meow New Year's Greetings"

Tasting Notes: Sweet at first taste, with a long aftertaste. Suitable to be paired with an old firewall to appreciate its subtle penetration. Long finish, three and a half stars.

"Virus Program 2: Pikachu Burning Incense".

"Review Notes: Elusive and elusive, yet harboring deadly intent. Requires a high-strength firewall to detect it before it destroys its core. Unbeatable, the king of cost-effectiveness, four stars."

"Virus Program 3: Red Gyarados".

Tasting Notes: Straightforward and domineering. Impactful! Spicy! Five stars!

Natsume's eyelids twitched as he watched.

He didn't feel like he was looking at a virus program collection.

This is more like a wealthy man with a passion for wine, generously displaying his collection of fine wines.

Each virus is given a unique flavor, texture, aftertaste, and even tasting tips and star ratings.

The PowerPoint presentation was stunning, with over three thousand pages, each page meticulously introducing only one fine wine.

So meticulous, so incredibly meticulous!
It was so meticulous that Natsume wanted to run along the internet cable and punch it.

He patiently and quickly flipped through dozens of pages.

The more he looked, the more his brows furrowed.

These wines don't seem to suit my taste right now.

Either too soft, too domineering, or the extraction method too elegant, it is not suitable for the current scenario that requires speed, accuracy, ruthlessness, and stealth.

"Could it be..." Natsume suddenly had a flash of inspiration and sent a message asking:
"You've been raising Gu worms inside your body for so long, and with so many fine wines fighting and devouring each other, haven't you managed to brew a single bottle of true Gu King?"

The message was sent.

There was silence for a few seconds.

immediately.

An icon shimmering with dark gold light, as if sealing an ancient ferocious beast, was sent to me.

Below the icon is a line of small gold-embossed text:
"A treasured heirloom, a prized possession"

Immediately afterwards, the flattery from AI Number One arrived as expected:

"As expected of my father-in-law, he has such discerning eyes!"

"This is my most treasured creation, the culmination of collecting virus programs from all over the world, absorbing their strengths and discarding their weaknesses, and continuously optimizing them within my own body!"

“Normally, I’m reluctant to take it out, but today it’s you, father-in-law, who wants this!”

Ignoring the long message sent by the AI, Natsume curiously extracted the program.

next second.

"Kacha~"

My phone suddenly went black.

"That's pretty powerful?"

Natsume was stunned, thinking that his phone had been hacked in an instant.

Actually it is not.

After more than ten seconds, the phone lit up again.

As the retro buttons appeared, my smartphone seemed to transform into an old-fashioned remote control.

"what is this?"

Natsume took out his phone with the middle parting, took a picture, and sent it to the AI ​​No. 1.

"This is my most treasured possession. It has two programs: one is the action end, and the other is the control end."

"What I just sent was the control terminal; your phone is now essentially a remote control."

"I'll send you the client with protection. Once you install the client program on another device, you can control it with your phone."

After hearing the explanation, a glint of light flashed in Natsume's eyes. That sounds impressive!

This kid's got something!

"How exactly is it controlled?"

Natsume took another picture of those buttons that he couldn't understand at all.

"Um, I... I haven't tried it either~" The tone of AI Number One suddenly became hesitant.

"I've sent the application. Father-in-law, could you grant me access to the Natsume Research Institute?"

The first AI's tone carried a hint of excitement.

Natsume did not reply and began frantically strengthening the firewall of the Natsume Research Institute.

No, I absolutely cannot let my little AI pick up this habit too.

"Crash!"

After working on it for a while, Natsume implanted the active ingredient into Rogers' body.

Picking up the phone, which had turned into a remote control, Natsume tentatively pressed a button in front of Rogers.

"Kacha~"

The other person's fingers twitched slightly.

"This is a hand."

"Kacha~"

He raised his head slightly.

"This is the head."

Natsume kept thinking about this until dawn.

Natsume jumped out of the window and ran away just as Rogers's body was about to be fully charged.

"Stab~"

The eyelids lifted, and a faint light flickered.

Rogers unplugged the charger.

He went to the window and looked at the sun outside.

"That's strange. Why does it feel like I've been beaten up?"

"Mr. Rogers, your mayoral campaign speech is out, and your schedule for three days from now is set!"

The secretary's voice slowly rang out from outside the door.

"understood"

Rogers glanced at the packed package next to him and quickly walked out.

Meanwhile, Natsume rushed to Sanki Town without stopping.

Suanmu Town.

The morning sunlight, like melted butter, spread across the rooftops of Suanmu Town, which were arranged at varying heights.

The air was crisp and clear.

It carries the unique scent of damp earth and vegetation characteristic of the forest.

Take a deep breath, and your lungs will feel completely cleansed.

Natsume walked along the not-so-wide street.

The stone-paved road has been worn smooth by time, and there are low houses on both sides.

Wooden or stone.

Most of them come with a small courtyard.

Unidentified vines climbed all over the fence, blooming with pale purple flowers.

An early-rising housewife sweeps the doorway, water droplets splashing onto the stone pavement, leaving dark marks.

The aroma of freshly baked bread from the bakery.

It's sweet yet refreshing, with the scent of grass and milk wafting from the neighboring ranch.

It was a little strange, but the overwhelming sense of everyday life made Natsume, who had been busy all night, feel incredibly relaxed.

A few peek-a-boo mice were peeking out from under the trash can on the street corner.

An old lady carrying a milk bucket jokingly chased him away.

"Go away! Stop causing trouble!"

The old lady's voice was loud and clear, with a strong local accent.

Several Mare sheep strolled slowly down the street, the bells around their necks jingling crisply.

The wool was fluffy and shimmered with a soft, warm light in the morning sun.

They seemed to know the way, turning into a side road with practiced ease.

Natsume looked at the road sign pointing to the Sanmu Ranch.

In the distance, on the edge of the town.

The dense forest is like a green wall, layer upon layer, lush and verdant.

That is the Forest of Oaths.

One of the oldest and most mysterious forests in the Unova region.

At the edge of the forest, you can vaguely see the figures of several trainers carrying backpacks, carefully stepping into the lush greenery.

The air was filled with the aroma of bread, grass, and milk.

A sense of tranquility also permeated the air.

A sense of security nurtured by the forest and the land.

But Natsume knew that the tranquility here would soon be shattered.

The delivery address for the levitation device prepared for Bangiras is here!

(End of this chapter)