Even Sinnoh champions have to work hard.

P.S. I'm really sorry, I didn't expect to have to go out again, but don't worry, there will be no shortage of updates!

P.S. Regarding the typos in the text, if you find any, please leave a comment below and I will correct them. I've always made a lot of typos in my essays since I was little, and I still can't seem to fix them all, lol. Please forgive me; I think everyone should be able to understand it.

Chapter 95 The True Protagonist, Kojiro

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Both of them were panting as they looked at each other, with a few drops of saliva still dripping from the corner of Phoenix King's mouth, giving it a somewhat lewd appearance.

Kazama Shiromo gently pulled her into his arms, stroking her hair and inhaling her unique fragrance: "Don't be jealous, I think Master Dream is just joking."

"I know." The Phoenix King gently nuzzled against Kazama Shiromo's chest. Kazama Shiromo's hand felt very comfortable on her. This kind of petting, like stroking a dog's fur, is actually the same as petting a bird.

"How could Mew possibly have a concept of love?" Ho-Oh looked at Kazama Shiro with gentle eyes, the meaning in them very clear: Mew wouldn't have a concept of love, but I would…

Phoenix King's gaze was gentle and intoxicating, making Kazama Shiromo somewhat dazed: "I know, Lord Dream feels like a child's prank, how could there be such feelings?"

“Yes, I know.” Ho-Oh stroked Kazama Shiromo’s cheek. “But I still love you. Even though you have your human wife, I want to be your favorite Pokémon. So even if Mew kisses you without any love in it, I still feel a little pain.”

"Your Majesty..."

"Didn't we agree that you would call me Xiao Feng?"

“But I prefer to call you Your Majesty.” Kazama Shiromo gently kissed Phoenix King’s forehead. “Actually, calling you Your Majesty gives me a sense of pleasure in defying your superior.”

"You scoundrel!" Phoenix spat, weakly punching Kazama Shiromo's chest with its little fist: "But if you like calling me that, then call me that."

The two gazed at each other tenderly, their eyes seemingly filled with unspoken words of love. Even the dark, overcast night could not diminish the burning passion between them.

"Your Majesty, have we forgotten something?" Kazama Shiromo lowered his head, deep in thought.

"Forgot what?" Phoenix King wondered if he had forgotten something.

The human and the god stared at each other for a long time, their eyes flashing with astonishment, and they almost spoke in unison:

"Mewtwo!" "Mewtwo!"

"Ash!" "Ash!"

"Oh dear, we really forgot about the important matter!" Kazama Shiromo said, somewhat amused and exasperated.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault." Ho-Oh stuck out its tongue and pretended to be cute, trying to get away with it by being adorable. "Let's go take a look now. I'll be careful to conceal my presence so that Mewtwo won't notice."

Are you confident?

Ho-Oh proudly patted the hearts of the people it had rallied: "Don't worry, leave it to me. Even if that Mewtwo is an existence on par with me, how strong can it be with such a short existence? It can't even fool people from afar, how am I supposed to live up to this reputation?"

"Okay, let's go then."

Holding hands, Ho-Oh and Kazama Shiro flew towards the new Pokémon island, but they didn't plan to go through the main gate, since the castle had a skylight!

Adhering to the principle of "never open the door if you can climb through the window," the two decided to observe from the sidelines first.

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This is so interesting! It's really fun!

Dreamy looked at the two humans and the cat walking in front of her; it was truly a very interesting combination.

Two silly humans and a talking, silly Meowth—this unusual trio from Team Rocket piqued Mew's interest.

She quietly followed Team Rocket, playing hide-and-seek to see where these strange guys were headed.

"Musashi, Kojiro, do you think we're being followed, meow!" Meow honestly felt that something was following behind her, but when she turned around, she couldn't find anything. It was a very scary feeling for her.

"Is nobody here?" Musashi turned around and looked around. This place, which he couldn't tell was a sewer or something, was strangely quiet.

"But it really is, meow!" Meowth grabbed Kojiro's sleeve. "I feel like something's following us. I'm so scared, Kojiro!"

Kojiro swallowed hard. You see, he was actually a little afraid of such strange things, but with Musashi right in front of him, he still pretended to be very brave.

After all, Kojiro is the true protagonist. Born into the wealthy Sasaki family of Kanto, he's incredibly rich, handsome, dashing, and a cross-dresser. He's erudite, highly skilled, and can effortlessly create all sorts of advanced technology. He's good-natured and gentle, always the one his companion Jessie teases. Kind and gentle, he's loved by his Pokémon, and his bond with them is so strong it's enviable. Even after being defeated time and again, none of his Pokémon complain; they're all hardworking and loyal, and not a single one betrays him!

Everything about it shows that Kojiro is the true protagonist, compared to that hot-blooded idiot!

How could someone like Kojiro be so timid as to be afraid of ghosts?

Kojiro gave Nyanko-sensei a hard tap on the head and warned, "No, don't talk about such strange things. You're overthinking it. How could there be ghosts?"

Touching her slightly sore head, Meow Meow said with a hint of grievance, "I know, I just thought it was weird."

"Alright, that's enough." Musashi, who was at the front and had already climbed the ladder, turned around and called to the two, "Let's get out of here!"

Although this place, which resembled a sewer, was surprisingly clean, Musashi, being a normal woman, would never like such a place.

Among the three members of Team Rocket, Jessie's words undoubtedly carry the most weight; when she speaks, Kojiro and the others dare not disobey.

The trio slowly climbed up the ladder.

Behind them, Mew, wagging its tail and drawing magical circles, made a "meow" sound, watching the three strange creatures with great interest.

Although they seem a little mischievous, and all three of them have strong greedy desires, Dream can sense that they are not bad people; at least in essence, their hearts are kind.

A teleportation followed silently. In this world, only Mew can use this ability so freely. It can use teleportation as easily as walking and breathing. No other Pokémon can do it.

Even Mewtwo wouldn't do, since Mewtwo is still too immature. Literally, it would take a long time to grow to that level.

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P.S. After finishing this chapter, I'm going to have some food and take a shower. The next chapter will be a little late, but I'll continue. Let's keep the fun going today!

Chapter 96 The Older One's Dreamy Eyes Are Balding

"Where am I, meow?" Meow asked.

"I don't know either!" Kojiro scratched his head, observing everything around him.

Team Rocket overcame the obstacles and finally managed to lift the manhole cover and climb out of the sewer. They then passed through a series of rooms and arrived at this rather strange-looking room.

The room was dominated by a deep blue hue, but what was even stranger was the dense network of tubes connecting these large, box-like instruments; these were the first things you would see when you looked around.

Inside the huge, transparent tube was a nutrient solution that was nurturing the three Pokémon—Venusaur, Charizard, and Blastoise!

The three final evolution forms of the Kanto starter dogs, but why are they soaking in nutrient solution?

"So cute!" Meow Meow thought Blastoise looked really good.

"Is this cute?" Kojiro couldn't understand Meow Meow's aesthetic sense.

Musashi, the eldest of the trio and also the most greedy, quickly searched the room. After looking around for a while and finding nothing she understood, she was somewhat disappointed: "It doesn't look like there are any treasures here."

Musashi casually sat down on a platform, but his beautiful buttocks seemed to have hit something, triggering some kind of special button.

Be thankful, Musashi, this is Pokémon. If it were Ghost Blows Out the Light, you'd probably be dead by now.

This was an instrument of unknown origin. After Musashi pressed the button, the originally pitch-black screen began to flicker with static, gradually becoming clearer.

Seeing the commotion on Musashi's side, Kojiro and Meowth also curiously came over to watch what was happening.

It was hilarious; the screen started playing a commentary that looked like something out of an RPG: "This is a machine that can clone Pokémon. Currently, we need a sample of this Pokémon cloning machine."

Suddenly, a mechanical arm extended, grabbing Meow Meow like in an American science fiction movie and sending it onto the conveyor belt of the transport machine.

"Help! Meow! Kojiro, Musashi is hiding me!" Meow was so scared that tears were streaming down its face.

Kojiro and Musashi suddenly rushed over, grabbed Meow Meow's hands, and pulled Meow Meow backward with all their might.

"Hang in there, meow!"

Finally, the two of them worked together to pull the cat out of the machine, but a few hairs on the cat's tail were ripped off.

"My fur!!!" Meow Meow looked at its bald tail, heartbroken and unable to breathe!

However, the machine started running again, and three hairs appeared on the incredibly high-tech screen, accompanied by a mechanical voice:

Even a little bit will do. As long as we study the genes of Pokémon, we can create a clone of that Pokémon, after the Meowth pattern is analyzed on the screen.

This incredibly high-tech machine instantly spat out a Meowth clone, which rolled down a green tube filled with nutrient solution. It was absolutely terrifying. The total time required to analyze a Pokémon and create an identical clone was less than three seconds. I think this machine has even stolen God's job. Even God would be out of a job at this rate!

Team Rocket was stunned. The three of them ran to the tube containing a Pokémon that looked exactly like Meowth.

"Is it that powerful?" Mew, who had been silently following Team Rocket, revealed a thoughtful expression. Her usual carefree and playful demeanor had become somewhat restrained. This machine could only be described as terrifying.

While everyone was awestruck by this cutting-edge technology, a somewhat indistinct sound appeared on the snowy screen:

These are clones of Pokémon. Of course, the Pokémon clones we create are extraordinary; they even possess abilities surpassing the originals. Among them, we used a fossilized eyelash from the legendary Pokémon Mew, discovered in the Amazon rainforest, to create one of the world's most powerful Pokémon—Mewtwo!

CNM, CNM! Although Mew's expression was still as cute as ever, she was already cursing CNM in her heart. She was a very peaceful Pokémon. There was no way around it. No matter how young and cute she looked on the outside, or how childlike she was on the inside, it couldn't change the fact that Mew was one of the oldest Pokémon in the world. What kind of storms hadn't Mew experienced? Very few things could make her angry.

But this really made her angry. What could she do? It hurt so much when she lost her eyelashes back then. Didn't you see that she doesn't have any eyelashes anymore? It's bad enough that she felt bad about losing her eyelashes, but someone actually extracted the genes from her eyelashes and used them to create a child for her. Damn it, did you hear me?!

Of course, machines cannot hear the inner voice of dreams; all they can do is interpret what they record.

We created the world's most powerful Pokémon—Mewtwo. However, we did not anticipate that Mewtwo would be so cruel and vicious. This research institute will be completely destroyed by Mewtwo, and all we can do is abandon it and flee.

Reading the machine's description, Meng Huan's anger lessened considerably. After mentally cursing herself for getting away with it, she turned and ran off. She probably had other things to do now, like seeing what her suddenly acquired child looked like...

"Has this place been destroyed?" Musashi looked around in confusion, wondering if he was misunderstanding the concept of destruction.

Kojiro stroked his chin and looked around. He couldn't see any signs of destruction here: "It looks like nothing ever happened here."

"I don't know, meow. Maybe someone rebuilt it, meow!" Meow rubbed its head in exasperation. To be honest, this place gave it a very bad feeling, especially the eerie machines that had just been there.

"Rebuilt? Who could it be?"

Without offering any opinions, Ho-Oh and Kazama Shiroi floated hand in hand to the top of the castle, disappearing into the dreamlike interior.

The structure of this Pokémon castle is quite complex, but you can see that the innermost room of the entire castle is still the brightly lit hall.

Ho-Oh and Kazama Shiro peered into the room from the rooftop like thieves. Inside the beautiful room were several human trainers, including Ash, and their respective Pokémon.

Kazama Shiramo estimated that most of the children's Pokémon were around mid-to-high level, with a very few exceptionally strong ones barely reaching the elite level. For children in their early teens, this level was quite good.

but……

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Chapter 97 Other People's Children Don't Get Any Love