An abstract trainer who taught Charmander the Incinerate move

Chapter 239 Tang Long Battles the Female Doctor, Flame Splits and Waves Display Their Power (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
The restaurant was filled with the fresh aroma of mixed fruit and the sizzling smell of teppanyaki.

Adu's red hair was still striking in the dim light. He leaned forward slightly, getting closer to Mo Zhen, his face showing the excitement of a hunter locking onto his target.

“Hey kid, I’ve found out more about that female PhD by following the clues from Pidgeot’s Spinning Bar. She’s a top Pokémon biology expert in the Unova region… and of course, one of the people behind the research on the core ingredients of Dream Smoke.”

He paused, observing Mo Zhen's reaction.

"As long as we can get her to talk and find her secret laboratory, we can strike at the heart of the problem and completely solve Meng Ziyan's problem at its root!"

Mo Zhen looked up at A Du. Although the person in front of him usually looked like a flying-type third-place finisher who was obsessed with CP, he was actually a champion of the Indigo League and a senior investigator of Interpol. His strength was truly terrifying.

You should know that last time his teammates were handsome police officers whose crotches were open 24/7, and a few gangsters with virtually no fighting ability.

With such a skilled teammate as a ally, Mo Zhen felt that the safety factor of this operation had instantly increased several notches.

"Wow! Officer Watari's efficiency is indeed well-deserved. With a clear objective, let's get started. I hope this Ms. Doctor is equally looking forward to our in-depth exchange."

……

The afterglow of the setting sun bathed this two-story villa in the suburbs of Sanyo City in a warm golden hue.

A beautiful woman exuding an academic aura pushed open the gate to her own courtyard.

She wore a slightly wrinkled white lab coat and a pair of thick-rimmed black glasses perched on her nose. Behind the lenses, her eyes held a hint of the weariness and focus typical of a scientific researcher.

Pushing open the door, a familiar scene came into view in the entryway, but there seemed to be a faint, unfamiliar feeling in the air...

Something is wrong!
Without any hesitation, she turned around abruptly and tried to leave through the door!
"Hey, long time no see, Dr. Makomo. Did you miss me?"

A deep, magnetic voice, tinged with a mocking laugh, sounded behind her like a ghost.

Dr. Makomo's heart skipped a beat, and he froze on the spot.

She slowly turned around and saw that in the shadows of the living room, Adu was leaning against the entryway cabinet, her flamboyant red cloak standing out in the last ray of light filtering through the porch.

Upon recognizing the newcomer as A-Du, Dr. Makomo's tense nerves relaxed slightly, but her vigilance did not completely disappear; instead, it was replaced by a sense of offended anger.

"Officer Yulongdu? You... what are you doing here? This is my home! Trespassing and breaking the law is not the behavior expected of an Interpol officer!"

A-Du chuckled softly, closing the distance between himself and Dr. Makomo, his oppressive aura becoming even more pronounced.

"Demeanor? Doctor, we're old friends who've had in-depth conversations. Talking about these things is too formal."

As he spoke, his gaze swept ambiguously over Dr. Makomo's slightly pale cheeks and tightly pursed lips.

"Don't be nervous. I'm here to introduce you to a friend. He's very interested in you and would like to have a deeper conversation with you. I think you wouldn't mind, Doctor?"

Dr. Makomo frowned even more deeply, and she subconsciously took half a step back, her back almost touching the door panel.

"How could you not discuss this with me beforehand? I... I wasn't prepared at all!"

Her voice carried a hint of barely perceptible panic and resistance, while her cheeks flushed with an almost imperceptible blush due to inexplicable excitement.

Just then, another figure emerged calmly from the shadows of the living room, like a protagonist on stage.

Wearing a red, high-end custom-made suit, with a meticulously styled hairstyle, and an artist's languid smile on his handsome, almost otherworldly face—it was Mo Zhen.

Good evening, Dr. Makomo. I've heard so much about you.

Mo Zhen's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached Dr. Makomo's ears, carrying a peculiar rhythm.

The moment Dr. Makomo's gaze fell on Mo Zhen's face, it was as if she were drawn to a magnet, unable to look away.

The anger, wariness, and panic on her face vanished instantly like melting snow, replaced by extreme shock and ecstasy!
"My God...my God! You...you are that art master Mo Zhenzhenzhen, the number one on the 'Must-Eat List' in the 'Little Book'?!!"

Dr. Makomo's voice rose with excitement as she turned to Watari, her voice trembling with elation.

"A-Du! You rascal! You gave me such a big surprise! Why didn't you tell me sooner?!"

She stomped her foot excitedly, her eyes filled with naked longing as she looked at Mo Zhen.

"Then what are we waiting for? Master Mo Zhen, let's begin our in-depth exchange! I can't wait!"

She gestured invitingly, her eagerness making it seem as if the experimental sample before her was the one she had been dreaming of.

Mo Zhen gracefully raised her hand, stopping Dr. Makomo from getting too close.

"Hehe, Professor Makomo, I've heard so much about you. I've heard you've made great achievements in the research of Pokémon in Dreams, and I've always been very interested in that area..."

Mo Zhen paused for a moment, then continued to make things up.

"My new book is about dreams, so I'm looking for some inspiration. Would you be willing to take us on a tour of your lab?"

Dr. Makomo's fanatical smile froze instantly.

What... this is supposed to be an in-depth exchange?!
A wave of immense disappointment washed over Dr. Makomo, and her voice turned cold, tinged with a mixture of embarrassment at being mocked and stubbornness.

"Master Mo Zhen, you...you came here for this after all?"

She took a deep breath, her full breasts heaving again, this time with suppressed anger.

"If you want to talk to me about these things... unless... you can defeat me head-on in a fight! Otherwise, don't even think about getting a single word from me!"

"Battle?"

Mo Zhen raised an eyebrow, his face showing an expression of "I knew it," as if everything was within his expectations.

This is what makes the Pokémon world unique; no matter what, it all eventually comes down to Pokémon battles.

He stroked his chin, then smiled slightly and waved to Xiao Huolong, who was standing like a guardian deity in the corner of the living room, drooling over a plate of decorative tree fruits on the coffee table.

"Tang Long, come here."

Xiao Huolong raised his head blankly, clumsily moved his fat body, and moved to Mo Zhen's side like a moving can of yellow peaches. He tilted his big head, his eyes filled with clear stupidity.

"Old Chi, what's the matter?"

Mo Zhen lowered his voice and spoke very quickly, as if he were imparting some kind of secret incantation.

"Listen carefully, you're about to undergo special training in [Flame Splitting Wave Tail]. See that woman with glasses? You'll be..."

As Mo Zhen spoke, he subtly winked at Dr. Makomo and quietly gave her a series of instructions.

Xiao Huolong nodded vigorously, his huge, Tang-style eyes filled with a bewildered look of half-understanding.

"Yes, Elder Chi, I understand, I will do as you say!"

Its powerful, Tyrannosaurus Rex-like claws clenched into fists with excitement, as if it had received some sacred mission. The look in its eyes as it looked at Dr. Makomo instantly became filled with a mysterious determination and a burning fighting spirit! A moment later, Mo Zhen emerged from the shadows with a Tang-style smile and walked towards Dr. Makomo.

Dr. Makomo instantly felt a wave of heat hit her face, and her body involuntarily trembled slightly.

His eyes behind the glasses instantly became glazed over, and his voice was filled with excitement and trembling.

"It's here... This is the feeling! Is this... the feeling of being moved? To be able to fight a master like this, even if I die, it would be worth the price of admission!!"

Immediately afterwards, a series of earth-shattering, frenzied battle roars erupted from inside the villa!
"Aa ...

"Ooh o ...

Outside the living room, A-Du leaned against the door frame, listening to the intense, stormy sounds of the battle coming from inside, a smile of admiration on his face.

"Truly worthy of being called Master Mo Zhen, his combat strength is practically on par with mine!"

After an unknown amount of time, the deafening noise finally subsided.

Dr. Makomo collapsed on the floor of the hall, completely incapacitated.

She had clearly lost this battle, defeated by the [Earth-Rank Battle Skill - Flame Splitting Wave Tail]!
In order to wake up the unconscious Dr. Makomo, Luca had to step forward and use the [Life Drop] on her to replenish her lost moisture and life force.

Having completed his mission, Xiao Huolong's Mo Zhen appearance effect disappeared, and he returned to his original form, currently perched in a corner of the living room.

It looked at the disheveled Dr. Makomo and a demonic smile appeared on its face, as if it had comprehended some extraordinary cosmic-level mystery about the Flame Devouring Wave Tail.

Mo Zhen clapped his hands, looking at Dr. Makomo, who had regained consciousness, with a relaxed tone as if he were asking about the weather.

"Alright, Doctor, warm-up complete. Now, it's time to fulfill your promise. Please, where is the lab?"

Dr. Makomo's body shuddered violently again, and she almost collapsed once more.

She leaned against the back of the sofa, barely supporting her exhausted body, and looked at Mo Zhen with an indescribable flutter in her eyes.

Her lips trembled, and her voice was barely audible.

"My laboratory is in the Dream Ruins in the suburbs... underground..."

She took a breath, her gaze fixed on Mo Zhen, a hint of humble pleading in her eyes.

"I...I can take you there...but...Master Mo Zhen...you must leave me your contact information. I admit defeat this time, but I must win next time!"

Mo Zhen sighed helplessly, as if dealing with yet another troublesome sponsor.

"Okay, okay..."

Seeing this, A-du let out a soft, ambiguous laugh.

He stepped forward, patted Mo Zhen on the shoulder, and spoke in a tone of someone who had been through it all.

"You'll get used to it, handsome. Going deep behind enemy lines to obtain crucial intelligence sometimes inevitably involves this necessary process. This is just the daily work of Interpol!"

As night fell, Dr. Makomo drove her SUV, carrying Mo Zhen and A-Du, away from the brightly lit Sanyo City, heading towards a desolate hilly area on the outskirts.

Finally, the car stopped in front of a huge abandoned building complex entwined with giant vines.

The silhouette of the ancient stone pillar cast a menacing shadow in the cold moonlight, and the air was filled with the scent of moss, soil, and the decay of time.

"This is it..."

Dr. Makomo's voice was still a little weak. She pushed open the car door, got out of the car, and pointed to the ruins in front of her that looked like the skeleton of a giant beast.

"This building is older than the Alliance itself. Legend has it that it was a sacred site for worship and communication with dreams during the ancient kingdom period."

She took a deep breath of the cool night air, trying to appear as professional as possible.

"Our laboratory... is built deep within the ruins in a relatively well-preserved underground structure. It takes advantage of the natural concealment and some residual special energy fields here."

As she spoke, she led the two of them, trudging through the pebbly and overgrown path of the ruins, toward an entrance deliberately concealed by dense vines.

The three of them went down into the underground via a hidden elevator. The elevator doors opened, and a bright and open space appeared before them.

A huge underground space full of futuristic technology unfolds before your eyes.

The silver-white alloy walls reflected a cold light, various sophisticated instruments flashed indicator lights, and huge transparent pipes crisscrossed like blood vessels, with pale pink mist flowing inside.

"Welcome to... Dreamweaver's Lab."

Dr. Makomo's voice regained some of the composure of a researcher, but a trace of fatigue still lingered deep in her eyes.

Inside individual cabins separated by high-strength glass, dozens of sprites resembling Xiaomengzi—Dream Eaters—were imprisoned.

Their heads are connected to complex pipelines, from which visible pink smoke is continuously extracted from the bodies of these dream-eating creatures.

At that moment, Xiaomengzi's pink body swelled up instantly, and she let out an angry and terrified scream!
[Ughh ...

Mo Zhen didn't show much surprise, of course he knew that the Dream Ruins in the game would spawn Dream Eaters.

But Xiao Mengzi, who is clearly also a Dream Eater, can actually talk and even calls himself the Dream God. It seems to be a mutated species?
At this moment, Dr. Makomo walked to a control panel, operated the complex interface, and began to explain, his tone filled with a hint of fervor.

"As you can see, the project we are working on is codenamed 'Dream Weaver,' and its core is to research and develop the use of this magical energy produced within the dream-eating body—which we call 'Dream Particles' (Oneiros Particles)."

She pointed to the huge container in the center, billowing pink smoke, and introduced it with great excitement.

"These particles contain unimaginable potential! Once we master the technology for stable extraction and efficient conversion, it will completely change the energy landscape! It could even create a brand new network connecting consciousness and sharing dreams..."

Dr. Makomo was still excitedly describing her grand vision, while Watari's eyes flickered slightly beside her.

He crossed his arms and seemingly casually interrupted her, his tone carrying a subtle interrogative undertone.

"Doctor, the beautiful blueprint certainly sounds tempting. However... on the road to this limitless energy, have you... well, developed some less-than-honorable byproducts?"

His gaze was sharp as an eagle's, fixed intently on Dr. Makomo.

Dr. Makomo's fervent expression froze instantly. She opened her mouth, as if trying to explain herself.

However, before she could utter a sound, a mocking voice filled with a desire for control suddenly rang out in the laboratory's broadcast system.

[Heh... Makomo, it seems not only are your experimental skills questionable, but your sense of secrecy is also so weak...]

Mo Zhen looked up abruptly and saw that all the data streams on the huge screen in the main control area of ​​the laboratory had disappeared instantly, and in its place appeared a blond man wearing reflective glasses—Akroma!
He sat elegantly in an office chair, looking down at everyone in the lab through a screen.

[Long time no see, Little Mo Zhen~ I didn't expect you to actually find your way here, you've practically walked right into my trap! Looks like you're really eager for me to study you! Very well... I left in a hurry last time, this time I should give you a proper welcome!]

(End of this chapter)