Pokémon, but cultural invasion

"Naza, do you really like eating these nuts?"

After showing off his new clothes, Kiju moved closer to Natsume on the sofa.

Naza is using a metal tool to pry open a hard-shelled nut from the Alora region.

"No, eating these nuts tests your dexterity."

She put down the device, stared at her constantly clenching hands, and murmured, "After losing my superpowers, I can't do many things, which is very inconvenient, so I want to train myself."

"Oh, cracking open a nut doesn't count as manual dexterity."

The two chatted idly on the sofa, waiting for the premiere of Kanto TV.

Quanshu, on the other hand, is surfing the internet at high intensity; the Plasma Team has been getting into quite a bit of trouble lately.

Having witnessed the power of film, they seem to have developed greater ambitions and are no longer limited to street speeches.

Elf Dungeon

Sky Elf City

The Love Story of the Skitty and the Lucky Mouse

Three major films produced by Team Plasma have begun their promotional campaign, claiming to change people's perception of Pokémon and usher in a new era.

Directed by three outstanding directors from the golden age of cinema, costing hundreds of millions to produce, and with an overwhelming publicity campaign that makes one's scalp crawl.

Especially the grassroots believers of the Plasma Team, they wish they could praise their own movie to the heavens.

The result of the brainless fans' rampage was that the public's opinion of the three movies plummeted.

Even before the movie was released, the crazy remarks made by many Team Plasma members lowered the public's perception of them.

Quanshu understood that after Crazy Elf City became a hit and revitalized the film market, there would definitely be newcomers wanting a piece of the pie.

I just didn't expect it to be the plasma team, and with such a big commotion.

Considering Akromar's various advanced technologies, they might actually come up with something amazing.

Izumi no longer had any say in what Team Plasma, located in the distant United States, did; all he could do was make a good movie and finish filming the second half of Ultraman Tiga.

The Dodo clock has reached the six o'clock position.

Kanto TV broadcast footage from the first episode of Ultraman Tiga on time.

"The dawn gradually enveloped the earth, just like any other day at dawn."

Although he had listened to this melody many times with Izumi, Kiki still felt that it stirred his heart.

She stared expectantly at the screen. Even though she wasn't optimistic about it on set, Qi Shu still believed it would win the hearts of countless viewers.

The reason is simple: from the moment they met, Izumi no Ki has never disappointed her.

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In the nine major regions and remote areas, people in every household, having learned the broadcast time in advance, sat in front of their televisions, eagerly awaiting the start of the program.

The moment Take Me Higher started playing, countless people were mesmerized.

The song alone, which gets your blood pumping, made the wait worthwhile.

Carlos, Miare, an ordinary family.

"Mom, my brother took the remote control!"

A child who lost the remote control because he couldn't beat his older brother and couldn't watch the Sunflower Baby program cried to his mother who was chopping vegetables in the kitchen.

"Then go and take it back. What's the use of crying to me?"

The mother spoke impartially, encouraging her youngest son to seek revenge.

Seeing no hope of getting help, the desperate child stormed back into the living room, intending to fight again.

"Give it back to me! Give it back to me!"

His older brother pressed down on his head with one hand; his arm span was an insurmountable mountain for his younger brother, easily subduing him.

"Quiet down, Ultraman Tiga has started broadcasting."

The older brother was intently watching the television, and when the theme song began to play, he noticed that his younger brother's resistance had lessened.

The two brothers remained frozen in place, staring blankly at the enormous monster standing on the earth.

The child, who was crying with snot and tears streaming down his face, stopped crying and, upon seeing an exciting part, was completely unaware that snot was dripping onto his collar.

"Wow!"

The child covered his eyes, unable to bear watching Daigo's plane crash.

The next second, Daigo turned into light, and he subconsciously swung his fist and kicked.

"Go, Ultraman Tiga!"

He hoped that Ultraman Tiga could defeat both of the monsters that were causing chaos everywhere.

...

The final attack shattered the monster, and the end credits rolled. The two young children were still immersed in the battle they had just fought.

"time to eat!"

The mother, with all the dishes and chopsticks served, shouted at the two people in the living room.

"What happened? Your clothes are covered in snot."

She felt a headache coming on as she watched her youngest son run towards her.

"Mom, I want to tell you..."

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Unlike most warm and harmonious scenes in front of the television.

The seven sages, including Quigish, took their seats at the long table, and the rest of the Plasma Team executives were also present.

They stood ready, facing the enormous screen at the end of the long table.

"We must figure out if this is a strong counterattack by Tingxiang against the Plasma Team's plan."

Chapter 103 should not only be read, but also read critically.

A few minutes before the broadcast of Ultraman Tiga, the executives of Team Plasma took their seats one after another.

The Seven Sages wore brown robes and tall hats.

Rhodes, sporting a long beard, asked, "Since this meeting concerns the future of Team Plasma, where is our king now?"

Smura, already frustrated by the filming setbacks, gave him a cold glance.

Although the six sages were all selected by Lord Quixote, their ranks were not a united front.

After being amazed by N's ability to communicate with the spirits' minds, two fools came up with the naive idea that "perhaps one day Lord N will also be able to understand the human mind."

They hoped that N would become a wise and benevolent king of the Plasma Team and even the entire region.

The other four wise men watched coldly. As high-ranking officials, they understood Quixote's ambition and knew that N was a puppet who had been elected but had no real power.

“Movies and TV series are such trivial matters that they are not worth disturbing our king. Rhodes, you should not try to guess what the king is thinking.”

Smura firmly refuted Rhodes' question, bowing to the head of the table, Quetzalcoatl: "Lord Quetzalcoatl, the six sages, along with Ange, Brad, and Akromma, have all arrived."

The three empty seats should have been occupied by the Dark Trio, but Smura deliberately removed the chairs to avoid touching on the Pope's painful past.

"very good."

Quixote nodded in acknowledgment, and the screen at the end of the long table lit up.

They were all his own people, and he didn't bother shouting those slogans about liberating the elves anymore.

"The dawn is gradually breaking..."

As the music began, slight signs of wavering appeared on the faces of the sages.

Putting aside the production quality of Tingxiang's movies and TV series, its soundtrack alone is something that Team Plasma could never match, no matter how hard they tried.

Good music can increase immersion, stir the audience's emotions, and even achieve a captivating and mesmerizing effect.

As soon as the opening theme song started playing, the cadres couldn't help but feel alarmed, fearing it was yet another masterpiece from the propaganda team of Tingxiang.

As the series progressed past the halfway point, the officials' expressions changed again.

Where are the fairies? Where did they go?

Apart from the two Ultra Beasts that were the villains at the beginning, they couldn't find a trace of ordinary Pokémon.

In the end, Daigo transforms into the Giant of Light and battles two Ultimate Beasts, with justice defeating evil.

This is clearly an ordinary film with a simple storyline, aimed at children, and promoting light and justice.

"Everyone, what do you think?"

As the film ended, Quixote's gaze swept over his subordinates at the table, a hint of awkwardness lurking in their eyes.

A group of evil organization executives watched an entire episode of a children's film about the triumph of justice in their own headquarters. The feeling...

Asura, who had previously suggested making a movie and had tasted success, was the first to break the silence: "Lord Quidditch, the new TV series in Tingxiang not only doesn't feature ordinary elves, but also puts humans and Ultra Beasts on opposite sides. This is undoubtedly self-destructive."

"Imagine how our grassroots staff will react when they see this. Coupled with the release of the new Plasma Team movie, the balance of power shifts, and Tingxiang is no longer a concern."

Simra sensed something was wrong. Asura, that old dog, was so skilled at flattery. He quickly added, "In my opinion, Tingxiang is clearly afraid."

"They dared not compete against our Plasma Team, so they deliberately made a TV series that is completely opposite to Crazy Elf City."

Of course, there is another possibility: that Tingxiang didn't take the plasma team seriously at all and just filmed whatever he wanted.

However, these words were too blasphemous, so Smura could only keep them to himself.

"Very good. The reputation of the Plasma Team is enough to make companies in distant regions tremble with fear."

The dark clouds that had been hanging over him for days were swept away, and Quixote was in high spirits.

"waste time."

Akroma whispered something and prepared to leave the meeting room.

He originally thought it was some major event concerning the survival of the Plasma Team that would affect his research, but it turned out to be something completely unrelated.

When Smura saw him leave his seat without reason, she cried out shrilly, "Akroma?"

But Akromah left without looking back.

"It doesn't matter."

Quixote reached out and stopped the enraged sages, for he believed that to achieve great things, one must have the capacity to tolerate others.

“Akroma is a pure person. With the threat from Tingxiang eliminated, it’s understandable that he wants to continue his research.”

"Besides, his research is of great help to the plasma team, so there's no need to stop him."

The wise men all bowed their heads: "Your Holiness, show mercy—"

"Should the previously prepared order prohibiting grassroots team members from watching the new TV series in Tingxiang still be enforced?"

Unable to make up his mind, Asura consulted Quixote.

Quixote countered, "Shouldn't we encourage the Plasma Team's rank-and-file members to see the true face of the village?"

"Yes, I understand."

The new work by Tingxiang that had high-ranking officials on high alert turned out to be a false alarm.

The meeting ended in a pleasant atmosphere, but Smura was not happy at all.

"Movies, sigh."

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The outer outpost of one of the three filming bases for the Plasma Team.

"This Ultraman Tiga is supposed to be for kids, but it looks pretty good to me."