Chapter 898 Good News and Bad News

It is an exaggeration to say that there are so many believers.

But when ordinary people see Plasma Corps's Quichis.

Everyone will respectfully call him "Master".

He gives speeches in the east and cuts ribbons in the west every day.

When someone's fat boy's full moon comes, he can even sit down for a banquet.

This also leads to Quichis being more like a street urchin, wandering around, and Plasma Corps does not have a fixed base.

Of course.

Jon knows that all this is just appearance.

It's really like a rootless duckweed. How did such a large cruiser come into being?

He thought about it.

In this case, the United Alliance will definitely not be able to help

——Those who understand American traditions will understand.

To be honest, it's not that he looks down on the people of the United Alliance.

But they are used to being salary thieves, and it's even more unreliable to let the public officials become reliable than to let Groudon fly into the sky.

Maybe they are investigating a case here.

Beep beep.

The alarm on the mobile phone rang.

Without saying anything, he went to have fun after get off work.

Who would Jon go to for justice?

So.

Jon chose a roundabout route.

A person appeared in his mind.

He murmured to himself: "All encounters in the world are reunions after a long separation. Has it finally come to this?"

Open the navigator's address book.

Find a number without a name at the bottom of the list.

Dial it.

After more than ten seconds of silence, a cold voice sounded: "Mr. Qiao Qiao, hello, this is Zhen Tiao."

"Hello, little secretary." Jon said in a relaxed tone, "Is Mr. Sakaki here? I'm bored and want to talk to him."

"Please wait, I'll go inform the boss." Zhen Tiao knew very well what the name "Qiao Qiao" meant, and his attitude was extremely correct.

Jon said "Oh", squatted on the ground and drew circles in boredom, silently waiting for Banmu.

He didn't wait too long.

After about three or four minutes, Banmu's deep and magnetic voice came from the receiver: "I'm so glad you contacted me. Qiao Qiao, are you going to give up your position in the alliance and join my Rocket Team?

As before, the conditions remain unchanged. If you come, you can directly become my deputy. Under one person, above ten thousand people, all the resources of the Rocket Team can be used at will."

"Oh, it sounds really good." Jon smiled, "I'm a little tempted... But before that, I still have work to do, about the plasma team?"

"As I expected, you are still against the plasma team. How is it? Are you satisfied with my plan?"

Banmu's words are incoherent.

But Jon understood a little.

He spoke tentatively: "So - Plasma Group's actions were all within your expectations, or in other words, you were the one who facilitated these actions?"

Hearing this, Banmu sneered: "Quechis is a hypocrite. He usually preaches that humans should not own Pokémon, but he is greedier than anyone else. That guy has a paranoid pursuit of Pokémon, hypocritical and double standards. Such a person will easily fall into the trap if he is provoked a little."

Jon: "Let me guess... Your purpose is to let the Alliance pay attention to the Plasma Group, just like the Pokémon Hunting Group in the past, and do another good show of borrowing a knife to kill someone."

"I didn't say you are the knife." Sakaki retorted.

After a pause, he chuckled again: "But you are indeed sharp enough."

Jon blinked his eyes: "Let's not beat around the bush, Mr. Sakaki, you belittled Quichis, but you are actually very afraid of him in your heart, right? I mean, have you already known that he controls the mythical beast?"

Qiao Qiao, I see that you don't understand at all...

Sakaki's heart is subtle, and a sense of complacency that cannot be suppressed rises.

Isn't it a mythical beast?

I have one too.

And there are three!

It's just that this matter can't be boasted to Qiao Qiao, so he can only follow the other party's meaning and continue: "I know, but do you think he didn't pay any price? Subduing Kyurem almost cost him his life. After a long rest, he went to attack the real dragon again. Don't think that Quichis can still move outside, which means he is very healthy. He just doesn't want to be seen by others, so he grits his teeth and holds on."

Quichis's life is hanging by a thread?

Normal.

Except for pure cheaters like Jon, how can a mythical beast easily become a tool of humans?

Especially the first-level gods like Reshiram and Kyurem are even more difficult to control.

Kuichis can suppress them for a while with the help of technology, but he is still a mortal.

In other words, now is a good time to defeat Plasma Group!

Jon's eyes lit up.

But then he thought that the mystery was not completely solved.

The situation on the Plasma Group side is quite clear.

But what about Team Rocket?

And the big plan...

In this self-rescue script designed by Reshiram, what role does Team Rocket play?

Don't be busy for a long time.

Bring down Plasma Group and the United Alliance.

Finally, let Team Rocket reap the fruits.

If that happens.

Jon will be depressed for a while.

"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time."

After thinking about it, there is no answer. Joe decided not to think about things that he can't figure out.

The road must be taken step by step, and the meal must be eaten bite by bite.

At this point, it would be better to kill Kuiqisi first and unfreeze Shuanglong City.

As for the rest...

Such as Banmu, and the so-called ‘big plan’.

Not important, not important at all.

"Mr. Sakaki, Mr. Sakaki." Jon smiled: "Everything is really according to your imagination. Now I am going to beat up the leader of the plasma group. As an old acquaintance, should you give it to me?" Can I provide some help? For example, tell me the location of the Plasma Corps headquarters?"

"No problem!" Banmu was waiting for this and agreed very generously.

It's profitable, so why not do it.

He said: "Those guys are very cunning. The base is not established in a certain city. It is in a corner of the countryside. If you don't have some detailed information, it is really difficult to find it if you go there rashly."

While talking, Sakaki passed a piece of information to Jon.

Jon took a look.

Good guy, where is this?

Are you still in the Hezhong area?

I read it carefully twice and memorized the coordinates in my mind.

He said to Banmu: "Thank you, I'll contact you later."

"Qiaoqiao, I believe you can definitely kill Kuiqisi." Sakaki was in a good mood.

Qiao Qiao said nonchalantly: "I accept your good words."

hang up the phone.

He looked back at Shuanglong City behind him.

I couldn't help scratching my eyebrows: "Time is tight and the task is heavy."

Fortunately, Daiwu is very helpful.

As we hurried on with all our strength, we quickly met up with Jon.

Jon: "There's good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

Dawu stared blankly in the direction of Shuangyong City and said in a difficult tone: "I'll hear the bad news first."

"The bad news is that we may have to face Quechis who has two divine beasts."

Daigo:? ? ?

No, now the mythical beasts are just like cabbage on the roadside. Who can get two if they want?

Groudon and Kyogre, two careless people, almost destroyed Hoenn. Now you tell me, now we have to fight the mythical beasts, one dozen at a time, I don’t want Sister Li!

"What about the good news?" Dawu asked again.

Hearing good news after hearing bad news should bring some comfort to his fragile heart...

Jon spread his hands: "The good news is that there are two mythical beasts. Coincidentally, there are two of us."

A big question mark appeared above Dawu's head.

When this question mark appears to me, it’s not that I have a problem, but that you have a problem.

Dawu: "That's really good news. I should thank you for not telling me that the so-called good news is 'the whole place is two yuan, everything is two yuan. You can't buy something with two yuan and suffer a loss, and you can't be fooled if you buy it with two yuan.'"

You see, this is what happens if you hang out with Mr. Qiao for a long time. Even a handsome young master from a wealthy family like Daigo will develop some unique sense of humor that does not belong to his class.

In other words.

Daigo started to play with abstraction.

Jon chuckled and showed Daigo the coordinates on the Pokémon Navigator: "I'm just kidding, don't take it so seriously. The good news is that I have found the headquarters of the Plasma Corps.

The two of us acted like thunder, rushing over to kill gods and Buddhas when we met them.

All the way to Kuiqisi, he held his collar and asked, who has the final say in Hezhong?

How about it? Be excited. It's better to act than to have a heartbeat. If you are a brother, come and chop me up! "

Daigo: "Shut him or you?"

Jon: "Of course I'll kill him...Young man, your mind is a bit dangerous."

Hearing this, Daigo looked disappointed.

Time for joking is over.

The two discussed and made a plan.

Well, not really a plan.

This operation made it clear that he was going to be a lone hero.

Anyway, the people from the United Alliance are not reliable, so bringing them along might be more of a hindrance.

As for the issue of transportation.

Dawu has Metagross.

Jon had no choice but to let Gengar evolve and make do with it.

(Gengar: I feel like I have been living in the shadow of Gyarados/Lapras/Gladiosaurus/Warrior Eagle.)

What a long journey, flying from the far north to the far west.

All the way to the west...

Naturally, it is impossible to meet any beautiful women.

We met a lot of female Pokémon.

It's a pity that neither Dawu nor Qiaoen has the intention to conquer it.

Plasma Corps' headquarters is disguised as a factory.

In the middle of the process, Jon also took the time to check on the Internet. He was a large taxpayer and received awards from the United Union every year.

It belongs to the big hermit hidden in the city.

…

…

Quechis sat behind his desk, gently squeezing his eyebrows.

He still wore exaggerated robes and a special soft hat decorated with feathers on his head.

In the dim environment, the plasma boss closed his eyes tightly, seeming to be in great pain.

Sudden.

The heart beats violently.

Quechis showed a pained expression.

If there are outsiders present, they can see that his skin is cracked bit by bit, revealing the unusual flesh and blood inside...

It took a long time.

The backlash finally passed.

Queqis took a long breath, and the terrifying cracks on the surface of his skin disappeared bit by bit.

"It's still not perfect after all."

It is well known that triangles are the most stable structures.

It is also the preferred composition for white photo albums...

Anyway.

No Zekrom.

The damage caused by White Flame Kyurem to Quechis was still too great.

The most critical thing is that the genetic wedge is lost.

This can be fatal.

Kuiqisi originally wanted to lure out Zekrom in Shuanglong City and complete his plan.

Who would have thought that the dark iron triangle he relied on would fail.

Add to that Ovi before.

The plasma group, which was originally in a very good situation, inexplicably became stale.

"N... It's all your fault." Kuiqisi gritted his teeth.

He raised that child from childhood to adulthood, but ended up raising a group of ungrateful people.

What Pokémon also has the right to choose their own destiny.

It's ridiculous.

Pokémon should serve humans and the strong!

As for the choice.

The weak are not worthy of making a choice!

The image of N flashed through Kuiqisi's mind, and he clenched his fists tightly. If that kid hadn't defected, his plan could have been smoother, and he wouldn't have been tortured into this state by the White Flame Kyurem.

"Patience, you must be patient." Kuiqisi said to himself.

A hundred miles is halfway.

He was just a little bit away from ruling the whole world.

Temporary forbearance is nothing.

After pondering for a moment, Kuiqisi suddenly wanted to know the situation of the woman, so he walked out of the office and went to the deepest part of the underground with ease.

This is a cell.

But it is not cold and damp.

On the contrary, the living conditions here are very good.

"How did you think about it today, Doctor?"

The person imprisoned was Dr. Yew from Luzi Town.

It was similar to what Jon had guessed before. Kuiqisi was attracted by Dr. Yew's research on mythology and history, so he forcibly kidnapped her and came all the way from the electrical cave to this barren land in the far west.

Dr. Yew looked sternly: "I have nothing to say to you. I can't help you capture Zekrom."

"Don't say that. Your research has helped me a lot." Kuiqisi smiled: "And the genetic wedge, without your help, I can't perfect it."

Dr. Yew remained silent.

"Don't think about who will come to save you. Even Adek is missing. Who can you count on?" Quichis spread his hands: "To be honest, if the champion was not in Unova, I would not dare to start my own plan."

Adek is a veteran champion.

Although the ace partner Vulcan Moth died due to some accidents, the man's strength is still unfathomable.

Fortunately, God has eyes.

Adek disappeared inexplicably, like foam dissolving in water, silently, and no one knows where he went.

This gave Plasma Group an opportunity.

Quichis tied up Dr. Yew without saying a word, and plundered her research results... and successfully summoned Reshiram in the electrical cave, using the gene wedge and the power of Kyurem to successfully evolve Kyurem into White Flame Kyurem.

"For a conspirator like you, someone will definitely foil your plan." Dr. Yew said sternly, "Don't be too proud too soon, or you'll cry."

"Thank you for your blessing, Doctor. But I think the person who can defeat Kyurem White has not been born yet." Quixote said confidently, "That legendary Pokémon is invincible."

"Invincible? There has never been any invincible." Dr. Yew shook his head, "You underestimate the Alliance and overestimate yourself."