The dream of becoming a Pokémon master

Eevee, an evolved Pokémon. It possesses an unbalanced and unstable genetic makeup, thus containing a wide variety of evolutionary possibilities.

Eevee has many evolutions, and even now, no one dares to claim to know all of them. Just like the classification of types is still being updated, no one can say they have figured out all of Eevee's secrets.

Some say Eevee arose due to environmental pollution, while others say the Eevee population was a joke played by Mew and Arceus. In short, everyone believes their birth stemmed from tragedy.

But Ibrahimovic himself doesn't think so.

They are cute in appearance and always smiling. No matter what they evolve into, or whether they remain Eevee forever, they always seem happy.

This is how Kyosuke imagines Eevee.

Instead of what's before me, trembling with pain, my face contorted in agony.

Kyosuke felt himself suddenly lose his mind. Anger filled his brain, and he threw all his plans to the back of his mind. He went straight from the shadows into the brightly lit research institute.

The alarms began to sound as he stepped from the rock floor into the steel-enclosed research institute.

Research institutes of this level at least use infrared sensors to control entrances and exits to prevent stealth-capable machines or Pokémon from infiltrating and stealing information.

Naturally, although Kyosuke was exceptionally gifted, the time was ultimately too short to ignore infrared detection, and the alarm system was triggered immediately.

Instantly, all the burly men drew their weapons and pointed them at Kyosuke, but they didn't summon any Pokémon. Summoning Pokémon could cause chaos and even harm the researchers and subjects, something neither Kyosuke nor his opponents wanted.

"Intruder, your name." Apart from a few men in black who were still protecting the researchers, all the other burly men, armed with weapons, slowly surrounded Kyosuke. The leader even pointed a gun at Kyosuke's heart, trying to extract information from him.

Kyousuke didn't answer, silently observing the distance. When the other party stopped in what he considered a safe place, he found the right direction and broke through directly into the central incubation tank!

Team Rocket members were completely unprepared for the courage of their opponents to fight back, and they couldn't even imagine how powerful they were! Before they could even react, the two men in black who were facing away from the culture tanks were sent flying, knocking over a bunch of bottles and jars before falling to the ground, unable to get up.

The researchers around had never seen anything like it before, and they all screamed and tried to run to a corner. Fortunately, a few people stayed behind to control the situation, which prevented a riot.

Kyosuke glanced at the direction they had just run in, silently memorized it, and casually threw out Charmeleon and Mai's Poké Balls: "Stop them!" Without further explanation, he continued running towards the breeding tank.

Charmeleon was about to roar when it heard Kyosuke's words and paused for a moment. Mai, however, sensed the urgency in his voice, glanced at the enemy, and immediately spit out silk to entangle half of him.

The remaining people no longer cared about the issue of destruction and summoned their own spirits.

A dozen or so Pokémon suddenly appeared, mostly Beedrill, Zubat, and Grimer, which was quite fitting for an evil organization. Although their levels weren't high, a large group of them together was still quite intimidating.

"If only the Crybaby were here," Charmeleon and Caterpie thought to themselves. But considering his current state, they also felt a pang of sadness.

While Charmeleon and Mai were distracted, a group of Zubats concentrated their ultrasonic waves on them.

Now is not the time to be distracted! You should be more worried about yourself than about others!

A loud roar and a burst of flames signaled the official start of the battle!

On the other side, Kyosuke also arrived in front of the culture tank.

To his surprise, no one tried to stop him.

Could it be that damaging the culture tank would cause Eevee to lose its vitality and die? Thinking of this, Kyosuke dared not make any rash moves.

The old man who had previously been with the three Team Rocket members was now surrounded and protected at a distance by the five. Seeing Kyosuke's hesitant attitude towards Pikachu, he couldn't help but laugh loudly: "Hahaha, now you know there's no way, right? This incubation tank is made of high-polymer materials, a core technology of Team Rocket. Even Dragonite's Hyper Beam can't create a breach. What way do you think you can open it and take my experimental materials? It's a key material for Team Rocket's next plan. Even if you take it, Team Rocket will never let you go! Of course, that's assuming you can open the tank, hahahaha!"

Sure enough, when the protagonist got stuck, a brainless villain provided crucial information! I silently gave the old man ninety-nine thumbs up, smiled in his direction, and began to gather my strength.

However, Kyosuke's smile made the six people take a step back in fright, and the old man was even more afraid that Kyosuke would use him as a hostage to unlock the cultivation tank.

The people around him, seemingly protecting him, were also monitoring him. If he tried to open the culture tank, he would definitely be shot in the head! Besides, he really didn't know the password!

"A serious punch!" Kyosuke roared and punched the jar. There wasn't a crack in the jar, but the entire underground laboratory shook as if an earthquake had struck.

Even the battle on Charmeleon's side was affected. The enemy panicked for a moment when the tremors hit, and Charmeleon and Caterpie seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack.

Kyosuke didn't pay any attention and just silently gathered his strength for the next punch.

"Stop hitting it! If you keep hitting it, this place will collapse! This incubation tank is made of memory material, you can never break through it!" The old man was trembling from the punch he had just received. He knew that even ten of him couldn't withstand one punch, but for the sake of this base, he still shouted at Kyosuke.

"Memory material... The feeling I just had definitely indicated that the jar was broken, so that means it instantly recovered? I guess I'll have to finish it off with a quick punch." Kyosuke was starting to like this old man; he was giving him whatever information he wanted.

Kyosuke did not attack immediately, but began preparations.

For Kyosuke, fast-paced boxing is a greater challenge than heavy punches. Maintaining both power and frequency with each punch demands a higher level of physical skill, and Kyosuke hasn't yet reached that level of effortless mastery.

However, for now, only the Duckling is available.

Taking a deep breath and aiming at a certain spot, Kyosuke suddenly threw a punch!

"Ora ora ora ora ora ora!"

Just when the old man and his five friends thought Kyosuke had given up, they were shocked by Kyosuke again. The five Team Rocket members tried to shoot Kyosuke, but the shaky environment made it impossible to aim accurately. At this moment, the old man's marksmanship was on full display.

"Stop hitting it! Even if you break it, this place will be destroyed! This was set up from the beginning!" The old man shouted at Kyosuke in fear as he looked at the growing cracks on the culture tank!

However, it's too late this time! But even if Kyosuke heard it, he probably wouldn't stop!

Feeling the nutrient solution from the culture tank splash onto his bleeding hands, Kyosuke endured the pain and punched his way out of the gash, widening the wounds. With his other hand, he swiftly crushed the four restraints binding Eevee. Thankfully, the restraints weren't made of high-end materials. Kyosuke had already exhausted his trump cards; one more test and he wouldn't be able to hold on.

Reaching out with both hands, he finally pulled Eevee into his arms!