I Feel Like We Have a Big Advantage

"Boss, look over there, it looks like there's a few of them."

A Pokémon dealer whispered at the side of the man in gray.

"There's no need for you to say, I can see it." The man in gray didn't have the good sense to say.

He frowned as he looked at the few people over there from afar.

According to the original intelligence, there should only be two people here, the two yakuza who used Solrock and Lunatone. But now it looked as if the intel was wrong.

Did Adler mess up?

The gray-clothed man's brows tightened as the idea flashed through his mind, but the next moment the idea was vetoed by himself.

The things that Adler did, even as a tainted witness would be punishable by death.

That guy would never do something like that that wouldn't benefit him.

So, was it an accident?

"Who's on the other side?" The man in gray opened his mouth and asked directly.

One of the Pokémon dealers with binoculars opened his mouth and replied, "Two men and a woman, the woman has a Foongus by her side, and the shorter man is the target using Solrock. The tall one... has four Pokémon around him, his Pokémon seem to be wearing armor, I can't tell the species, but the aura doesn't look weak... they seem to be ready for battle."

The gray-clothed man's frown grew tighter and tighter, seemingly displeased with this sudden and unexpected situation.

"Boss, should we circumvent?"

A junior brother with a stoic face asked from the side.

"Our time is limited..."

The gray-clothed man spoke quietly.

Yeah, their time was limited, if they couldn't evacuate in time, in order to get rid of the suspicion Adler would call the police, and then it wouldn't be a good evacuation to evacuate again.

Of course, this way to get off the hook would only be believed by Adler, the money grubber who had already panicked.

The real outcast is Adler himself!

They've already made enough money, and they've had enough of these days of earning money with their heads on their pants belts.

This operation is their last. They're about to change their names in other areas and live their lives in the sun...

As for Adler... someone will naturally take care of him. Dead people don't snitch...

As for the two hours of time... this is not a lie... As for the person who called the police, naturally, it's someone else...

There's no use thinking about it so much right now... The gray-clothed man shook his head before speaking, "Do it... leave a live one to tell us where those hostages where they are."

"It doesn't seem necessary," The previous junior brother with a stoic expression spoke up, "According to the intelligence, the cave behind them is where we want the hostages."

"Can the accuracy of the intelligence be guaranteed?"

The gray-clothed man could not be blamed for having doubts about the intelligence, mainly because the situation at hand just did not match the intelligence they had obtained. Although they didn't know what the problem was, there was no doubt that the intelligence was indeed wrong.

"There shouldn't be any major problems, the cave behind them does have humans is life reactions."

The stoic little brother looked at the detector in his hand, then said.

The man in gray nodded, "It's better to leave a survivor, and leave that dwarf with Solrock behind."

"Understood!" ×n

"Pay careful attention to the surroundings, that guy using Lunatone hasn't shown up yet, he might be ambushing us from the side."

"Yes!" ×n

"Do it!"

Then, there was the sound of a bunch of Pokémon out of the ball.

Since the other party had already set up a fight with you, and was already releasing all the Pokémon. Then there seemed to be no need to be wishy-washy with them.

[Let's do it then.]

The man in gray stared at Rope and the others over there.

[For our bright tomorrow!]

————————

"Rope, the opposite side is going to do it."

Gen looked at the people rushing across the street and spoke to Rope while counting the number of people and Pokémon.

[Good lord, fifty-three Pokémon...]

He sucked in a breath of cool air, then felt that this could be really hard enough to top.

Fifty-three Pokémon of various attributes, this was really a wide enough strike. It was basically able to handle all the Pokémon.

Thinking about it, Rope's light having a fire attribute did seem to be a good choice, after all, this way in the face of such a wide range of different attributes of Pokémon's attacks, instead, it wouldn't be targeted so hard.

When a Pokémon is entangled by a Pokémon with a restraining attribute, it is also possible to find other Pokémon to use as a breakthrough.

If many Pokémon with different attributes were being cultivated, it was very likely that every single one of them would be restrained.

Thinking so, Gen couldn't help but marvel at Rope's sanity and wisdom.

Of course, Rope didn't know what he thought. Otherwise, he would definitely retort.

It really wasn't him who wanted to light breed fire-type Pokémon. One could only say it was a coincidence.

If there was a chance, then Rope would still be happy to take in some Pokémon with other attributes. At least it would be possible to see the effects of combining other attributes with his own abilities.

"I can see that." Rope raised an eyebrow and chuckled lightly.

"You can still laugh." Gen gave him a big blank stare, "It's normal though, these guys are no match for your Entei I guess. Speaking of which, I have heard of someone who has subdued the Entei before, and has taken a lot of credit for it. But I didn't really think it was you."

Of course Gen didn't know anything about something that big, except that League was still very protective of his identity. Gen, who was a scion of the family, didn't get any relevant information about Rope.

Thinking about that, Rope couldn't help but once again lament the wisdom of this action of the Oak family to pull out of the Kanto region.

It looks like the conflict between the KantoLeague and even the ChengduLeague and the family powers in those two regions is going to start to intensify.

It's probably not too far from the end of the fight.

There are a lot of benefits to pulling out in time, and Rope doesn't think the clan forces are going to win anyway. You have to realize that League is really not what it used to be. After so many years of development, talent training, talent introduction, League's strength at the time of the War of the Beasts period rose can really not a half a star.

Not to mention others, Red will never stand by when faced with League in danger. This is not to say that Red has too much of a sense of belonging to the League, it is only because Red's friends around him are still mostly from within the League, and more importantly, the League has already set up a very good image in the public's view, and from this point alone, Rope doesn't think that the clan can defeat the League... That said, Rope didn't have time to think about the survival of the family or the League so much right now, all he had to deal with now was the fifty or so various Pokémon in front of him.

"Let's go, you guys who are full of thoughts about fighting."

Rope said with a light laugh.

After that, Growlithe, who was wrapped in flame armor, rushed out like an arrow, while Entei stood beside Rope and the others, performing the duty of an escort.

Granted, Rope didn't need to be escorted.

But it still felt safe to keep a hand in this way.

Rope touched Entei's head, "I'm sorry for the commission."

Entei shook his head, his face armor dissipated, and a humane smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

In fact, before following Rope he knew that he would be in a very awkward position if he joined Rope's team.

The people who could play against Rope in the early stages were bound to be not very powerful. It can be said that the fight with Hoodie at that time was the limit of what he could play in the early stages.

At least until Charmeleon and Growlithe and Chimchar, and even until the two partners after that who hadn't even appeared yet grew up. He is not destined to be the starting Pokémon.

He exists to serve as the base Rock and support for the entire team.

As long as he was there, Rope's matchups would never fail.

This was Entei's belief.

Rope smiled as he stroked Entei's flowing mane. The burning flames didn't make Rope feel the burning heat, it was just warmth.

He, like Entei, couldn't strike all the time. Sure he could have finished these guys off with a single fire punch and incapacitated their Pokémon.

But in that case that's why Growlithe didn't take them in at the time.

It's equally irresponsible to take them in and not train them.

That's why Rope still hasn't collected all six Pokémon after all this time.

Being subdued is responsible. Collecting is never about throwing a ball after winning a fight.

At least Rope never thought so.

"So, watching them grow and improve is a blessing isn't it?" Rope turned his head and looked at Growlithe, Charmeleon, and Chimchar, who had already picked up the battle with each other, "Their progress is visible to the naked eye, and I really feel a sense of fulfillment. This is the happiness of a Pokémon trainer."

Whitley and Gen on the side listened to Rope's words and were silent for a while.

Whitley subconsciously touched the Foongus in his arms, and a happy smile appeared on his face. And Foongus in his arms also put his head close to Whitley's chest, feeling where the heartbeat was.

Gen, on the other hand, was silent. He didn't feel like this. It was also true that he was not a qualified trainer. Everything he'd been taught was telling him that Pokémon were companions, but tool-like companions.

Cherishing was fine...cherishing was even.

So it was hard for him to understand what Rope was thinking. He looked up at Solrock, but there wasn't a feeling of a stirring mood, just a faint sensation.

Gen felt an inexplicable sadness.

But...as it was, it would have to be...

Gen wasn't going to change, and he didn't see his behavior as problematic.

Or rather Gen and Rope's differing views were just about the biggest divide in the current trainer community. Usually hidden and unseen, only the occasional spat would arise. In the end it's just a matter of different personal choices. People don't think that people with different views are enemies of each other.

In a sense...it's not that this world has a lot of hidden crises, it's that there are a lot of crises out there, making it impossible for Rope to tell which one will lead to the so-called destruction of the world.

——————————————

Just as Rope was lamenting on their side, Chimchar and the others had taken up the fight.

Charmeleon was wrapped in flame armor, which didn't weigh much so it wouldn't be a burden on their movements. But the flame armor's defense was unexpectedly good. Usually Rope wrapped them in armor in key areas, but this time Rope wrapped them in full body armor regardless of consumption.

The full body armor weakened the increase in attack power attack, but strengthened the defense of all positions.

There were no dead spots...the only way to attack them in it was to break the entire flame armor.

Rope wasn't one to actively put his Pokémon in harm's way to experience. If it's an unavoidable danger, then so be it, there's really no point in actively putting the Pokémon in danger. If anything goes wrong, they will regret it for the rest of their lives.

Rope certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to do such a thing.

However, there are really trainers who like this kind of cultivation method Rope can not say anything, Rope still feel that their own children, the things that should be given should be given in place. Defenses would be given in place and still fail to win the fight, that's just a lack of ability, nothing to be said about it.

Charmeleon came face to face with a giant swamp monster, the giant swamp monster was very decisive to use a strike of turbidity, the position was very right, Charmeleon just a sideways to avoid, and naturally the alert Charmeleon would not ignore the side of another mosquito swimmers to use the water cannon.

It was obvious that the Pokémon on the other side of the room were all ruthless, and were ready to fuck all three of them.

Charmeleon's Flamethrower met the Hydro Pump, and the water and fire met, stirring up a large amount of white water vapor.

Charmeleon was able to stabilize his stance, when a strong wind came from behind him, Charmeleon was just about to turn back to defend himself, when he heard a high roar of 'roar', followed by the sound of a stick hitting a hard object.

Turning her head, Chimchar stood there with a flaming stick, a fallen rumble rock at his side.Chimchar's eyes were covered in Red-colored flames, as if the eye frames were not eyes, but a ball of flame.

It was hard to think that the little guy in front of him had only been born a short time ago, and although it was related to Rope's ability, it was also unrelated to Chimchar's own talent.

The dragon and the monkey didn't stare at each other for long, but a large number of enemies found an opportunity, and three Pokémon attacked the two of them.

And just then, a wheel made of crimson flames slammed into them from the side, knocking them to the ground.

Flame Wheel dissipated, and Growlithe was catapulted into mid-air by the reaction, his mouth gathering flames as he enveloped the three Pokémon in a single shot of Flamethrower.

And behind Growlithe, a Pidgeot's body glowed with white light and charged towards Growlithe with lightning speed.

Just as the Bidou was about to come into contact with Growlithe, a purple-red figure accompanied by a dragon roar swooped down from mid-air.

The Bi Eagle was knocked to the ground by the fuchsia figure, while at the same time the fuchsia figure and Growlithe landed on the ground at the same time, and the fuchsia energy dispersed, revealing Charmeleon's figure.

It was Charmeleon's genetic skill, Dragon Rush.

Charmeleon and Growlithe exchanged and a look before quickly rallying together, and Chimchar also ran over after knocking down a Hitmonlee with a stick.

The three little ones stood back to back, looking at the encircling Pokémon with no fear in their eyes.

There was, just excitement.