Pokémon, but cultural invasion

"There is a professional medical team on the second deck."

He walked up to A-Che and handed him two gifts: "Congratulations on winning two mystery prizes."

He was instantly killed...

As if waking from a dream, A-Che retrieved the sea star.

But the heavy prize in my hand dispelled my low mood. I'll make it up to Haixing later after getting beaten up for nothing.

As soon as the battle ended, the onlookers became restless.

Daigo knew that once his identity was exposed, it was unlikely that he could stay quietly on the deck.

He turned around to retrieve the books that had fallen under the parasol.

Izumi, leaning against the ship's railing, sensed something was wrong. Hmm, why is Daigo coming this way?

To be precise, it was coming towards the Tutu dog next to it.

"Are you a trainer of the Tutu dogs?"

Taking advantage of the moment when the surrounding crowd hesitated, Daigo asked.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"I am grateful for the paintings it created, which brought me a lot of joy."

Daigo picked up the picture book and carefully examined Izumi's appearance before saying, "Excuse my rudeness, but did you participate in the Rainbow Festival three years ago?"

"I'm ashamed to say I was eliminated in the first round of the conference."

When the past was brought up, Izumi didn't know what to say.

"I remember that battle; Ibrahimovic used 'Imitation' to reverse his opponent's carefully prepared trick space, which was a real eye-opener."

Daigo rested his chin on his knuckles; although he lost, it was undeniably a spectacular battle.

"It is an honor to be remembered by the champion with just one battle."

Before they could exchange more than a few words, the slowly approaching crowd was about to surround the parasol.

Luckily, there were no die-hard fans on board, otherwise they would have rushed in to ask for autographs and photos.

Daigo smiled wryly and said, "The timing doesn't seem right. I'll be going now."

"Your fighting style is very interesting. I look forward to your future performances."

After saying that, he walked toward the bridge surrounded by the crowd.

"Mr. Daigo, could I have your autograph?"

"Mr. Daigo, I've been a fan of yours for ten years. Can we take a picture together?"

...

What performance are you expecting?

Izumi is already a semi-retired trainer.

But Daigo is so good at bragging, it's really impossible for me to be honest with him and say something like "I've given up".

"Damn it!"

Ah Che muttered to himself, holding the opened gift box in his hand.

"What kind of mystery reward is a cruise ship model?"

He was indignant; he wondered what use the other gift box containing the telescope was.

"Be content. You've played against champions before. Be more mature."

"I've played against the champion...hey!"

A-Che realized that the fight was a bit far-fetched, and a narrow defeat was just right.

Tutu glanced at the self-intoxicated Ache. They were both human, so why was there such a big difference?

......

Over the next three days, the two enjoyed all the entertainment facilities on the ship.

The squid caught at night from the stern of the boat are fresh and delicious, and when paired with special seasoning, they have a soft, chewy texture.

This is what A-Che told me; Quan-Shu held a deep reverence for raw marinated food and was unwilling to try it.

Fishing during the day can easily provoke wild Pokémon, such as Octobuzz that might come aboard the fishing line and beat up the fisherman.

The cruise ship at sea also serves as a rest stop for many Flying-type Pokémon, and flocks of Electric Petrels and Longwing Gulls often stand on the lookout tower.

After Daigo made his appearance, he lived a secluded life, and Izumi never saw him again until he disembarked.

As Ache stood at the bow of the ship and spotted a green island through his binoculars, he excitedly shouted, "We've arrived at Green Ridge City!"

The Hoenn region has vast waters, almost equal in size to the mainland, which is surrounded by islands of varying sizes, accessible only by water.

Green Ridge City is an island city in the east. Every year, howler whales migrate north along the ocean currents near the island to filter-feed on krill.

The cruise ship sounded its horn, and not far away, a large group of roaring whales, led by the king whale, surfaced.

The towering column of water leaped to its highest point with the flapping of its massive tail fin, then fell weakly, crashing against the water's surface and turning into spray and foam.

The foam was propelled by the waves and drifted towards the shore, eventually accumulating under the suspended wooden pier.

The tourists disembarked from the boat as hurried footsteps echoed across the creaking wooden planks.

Green Ridge City, arrived.

Chapter 54 Want to play games? The kind that ends a friendship.

Zvoich Estate.

The elderly butler looked troubled as he examined the electronic screen presented by the Metagross leader.

"What do you mean by 'handling it for you'?"

Butler Wiegel rubbed his throbbing temples, looking troubled.

He knew that Metagross was different from ordinary Pokémon, possessing high intelligence and terrifying calculation abilities.

But the idea of ​​having him work online as a group and then meeting his boss who had traveled a long way to visit him was really ahead of his time.

"Young Master Daigo said that you can live more freely and pursue meaningful things."

"But it is not allowed to fool humans."

"Mute mute!"

The leader opened a work log and quickly typed: "We work diligently, not to fool others."

Wiegold carefully reviewed the data, and if it was accurate, the Metagross monsters had indeed done a lot of work.

but......

"Mute!"

The Metagross blocked his path, its cold, black-red pupils suddenly gleaming with a pitiful light.

"do not do that."

Wiegel turned his head; this Metagross was someone he had taken care of since the Iron Dumbbell days.

She's not young anymore, yet she's still acting cute; it's really embarrassing.

"Mute mute!"

The Metagross gently pounded the ground with its four iron arms, as if dancing.

"ok, ok, I got it."

Unable to bear it any longer, Wieger said, "I'll handle this for you."

"Mute!"

Metagross retracted its metal limbs, as if nothing had just happened.

It has no sense of shame; choosing the method with the highest success rate is Metagross's way of survival.

Outside the manor, two children who looked almost identical except for their hairstyles exchanged a glance.

"This seems quite interesting."

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Charming Cat Cafe.

Quanshu and Ache sat at a square table in an inconspicuous corner.

Why don't we sit where we agreed?

"What a stupid question," Quanshu said with exasperation, "When you meet someone you met online, shouldn't you at least check what kind of person they are?"

"My situation is more complicated; I need to confirm whether the other side is even human."

A-Che's eyes widened in surprise as he asked, "You didn't even know if the other person was a real person, yet you let them work for you for a month?"

"To be precise, they can do in one month what an average person does in ten months."

"No wonder Tingxiang's games are so prolific, like a sow's," A-Che exclaimed.

"I feel like you're disparaging my studio..."

The spoon that Quanshu was using to stir the drink suddenly stopped, and someone sat down in the agreed-upon seat.

A sprightly old man with white hair walked into the shop.

He was wearing a dark gray suit with the trousers perfectly creased. After looking around, he sat down at the round table by the window.

"Hey!"

Ah Che said in a low voice, "I know programmers look old, but this is way too old."

"What are you thinking? He's just an old man."

Ache looked on with awe: "You even exploit the elderly? You bastard."

"Don't make any noise."

Quanshu confirmed the information on the navigator.

"Calmly calculating: I've arrived, wearing a dark gray suit."

Was the person helping Tingxiang with coding really an old man?

Quanshu was taken aback.

He had imagined countless true forms of his cold, calculating nature: a programmer who escaped from a villainous organization, a cosmic monster from outer space, a beautiful but stranded genius hacker girl...

They never expected that a refined old man would arrive.

"You handle it, I'm not going."

A-Che shrank his neck.

"They might be guardians who calculate calmly, but the person in question might actually be a child prodigy with an exceptionally high IQ."

Quanshu comforted himself in this way.

There was no other way; we'd already called them, so we couldn't just leave them hanging.

So he gritted his teeth and went.

"Are you the person in charge of Tingxiang Studio?"

Wiegel saw the young man sit opposite him and looked up to ask.