Riot (1)

Kanto, Vermilion City

The site is in full swing. The workers are like an ant colony, chaotic but with a strong sense of order. The workers are like ants, busy with their livelihoods. Like ants, they are unappreciated.

Oda is an ordinary laborer on this reclaimed site, with no special skills or bitterness. He has an ordinary but happy family.

This year, his son will be traveling too. Anyway, if his son is willing to go out, as a father, of course he can't help his son. Even if you can't give much help, you should always have the initial Pokémon.

The price of League Starter Pokémons has dropped even further. It's rumored that League has changed its leaders, and that's why they're so cheap now. Well, as long as they can provide their children with good enough Pokémon, they're a good bunch!

As the father of a child. His understanding of the good and bad of the rulers was as simple as that.

As he thought about it, he put on his pants.

He's just taking time out to let off some steam. He's got a lot of work to do.

After all, the boss can't pay you for not working. Everyone wants something for their money, except Mom and Dad.

The boss pays him so he can do his job.

He likes the site and the boss. The work here is heavy, but relatively so. The pay is good. The only reason he was brave enough to fight for his son to become a League's Three Starters was because of the money he made at this site.

Oda walked towards his workplace, and on the way, he met a man pushing a cart. The cart was stacked on top of a hill and covered with a cloth.

"Yo, Oda, you're slacking off again!"

The middle-aged man with the cart looked at Oda and greeted him with a smile.

"Hikoji, when did you save another cart?"

Oda looked at the cart strangely.

"I thought there weren't any Pokémon that appeared two days ago?"

Hikoji was also looking at this, and said helplessly, "Don't mention it, somehow a whole bunch of Aqua-type Pokémon came over again today. Originally, they were repelled, but today they came again. Why are you so obsessed with this place?"

As if suddenly remembering something, Hikoji looked at Oda and said, "I remember your son is going on a trip, right?"

Oda nodded, there was no need to hide this from the group, so Oda admitted it naturally.

Hikoji smiled and said, "Then you can always bring a Pokéball with you from today. Every time they defeat a Pokémon, there are always some that are badly injured but still alive. If you bring a Pokéball and bring it home to save it, you'll have a good Water Pokémon for your boy."

Oda was impressed. Although I did save enough money for a League Mikado for my own child. But a Pokémon is not something that is too small for a traveler. Not to mention a highly functional Pokémon like a Water-type.

"I don't think that's a good idea."

Oda, subconsciously, made a polite comment.

"Oh, well, I guess it's okay then."

Oda was not expecting Hikoji's behavior, so Oda became anxious.

"No, no, Hikoji, I'm just being polite!"

Oda could only say it quickly.

Hikoji smiled with satisfaction at the blush and embarrassment on his face, and patted Oda on the shoulder, "Okay, I'm just joking with you."

After saying that, he pushed the cart and continued on his way, taking two steps back to remind Oda: "Remember to keep it with you at all times, and I'll give you a signal whenever they repel those incoming Pokémon again."

Oda looked grateful and nodded seriously.

Who wouldn't want their child to have a higher starting point? He himself had no skills, and was unable to make a name for himself in the trainer related industry. So he didn't have the money or the channels to help his child find some powerful and rare Pokémon.

But as an adult struggling at the bottom of the social ladder, he knew that if he really wanted to prepare a rare and powerful Pokémon for his son...he would be doing his son a disservice...

A powerful and rare Pokémon is something they can't keep.

So having a Starter Pokémon and a functional Water-type Pokémon is a pretty good start. It was also the maximum Oda could afford.

Thinking about this, Oda felt that he could move forward much more easily.

He also felt more energetic in his work.

At that moment, Hikoji was pushing the cart towards the edge of the construction site.

He dumped all the Pokémon bodies in the cart into the sea.

He sighed deeply, and said, "Let's count the number of Pokémon that survive."

After saying that, he pushed the cart and turned around to leave. At the location where those Pokémon fell into the water... underwater, one Pokémon after another looked at the corpses of their own compatriots, and the ferocity and brutality in the bottom of their eyes was getting bigger and bigger.

The sea was silent, as if all the Pokémon were in mourning for their compatriots.

It was only a few moments later that a Wailord made a deep, whaling sound from the bottom of the ocean.

"We... want revenge!"

There was hatred and madness in his eyes. He was not a Pokémon from the Kanto region, but from the Hoenn region. But because of the need here, he was called here.

He didn't expect to see such a picture as soon as he arrived. Such a human, such a human, such a human doesn't deserve to live in this world.

"Begin...action!"

And so all the Pokémon scattered, all heading in a certain direction.

And the giant Wailord floated upwards.

At that moment, in a tent in the construction site.

A fierce looking man was looking at the Pokémon in front of him with a smile in his eyes.

"Hahaha, I didn't realize that I could still make some extra money in this shitty place!"

In the small fish tank in front of him was a purple Horsea...

"Shiny Horsea, good luck indeed."

Another young man with eyes on one side also smiled lightly. After saying that, he looked at the youth on the side.

"Boss, I've already contacted the buyer for this Horsea. They'll pick it up tomorrow. It's true that there's no shortage of market for this kind of Pokémon."

The top year sitting at the top position glanced at the Horsea in the fish tank with a face of fear and grief. then closed his eyes and said, "Exchange my share for resources."

Hearing these familiar words again, the man with glasses was also quite helpless. The big man is more directly shouted: "Boss, we all know you have a dream, but we can not be so harsh on themselves ah, how to play, or to play."

The young man did not lift his head and did not earn.

"My thing, don't need you to care."

Said the teenager closed his mouth and frowned.

The other two knew that this was a sign that the teenager did not want to be disturbed any more, so after looking at each other, they got up and left the tent together.

The big man also picked up Horsea's fish tank.

The two of them went out of the tent. The big man looked at the Horsea in front of him, which was shining with a mysterious purple flowing light under the sunlight, and tsked in admiration, "No wonder this shiny Horsea can be sold for a little bit more expensive than the average Dragon Pokémon. It's really beautiful."

"This thing is only sold to those ladies and wives who are good at this." The man with the glasses held up his glasses, "The combat power itself doesn't improve much. And if Horsea wants to evolve into a Kingdra with powerful abilities, the cost is too high. Except for those Dragon Pokémon families, there are not many people who would specialize in breeding this."

The big man also nodded, but looking at the tent over there, he spat, and then grumbled in a low voice: "Why do you think this fool doesn't know better? All he thinks about is training...all out to do this business, but also what to pretend to be noble. Even if he gets rich in the future, if League finds out that he has such a black history, he will still be punished in the end, right? Do you really think you can get out of this business?"

"After all, there is the example of Giovanni, there are always people who want to replicate Giovanni's experience. But... that's Boss Giovanni!"

The man with the glasses was helpless. No one who was truly wise would really think that they could replicate Giovanni's miracle. The reason why Boss Giovanni was able to clear his name was because Boss Giovanni's own strength had reached a certain level. He was able to compete with the top tier of the League.

If it weren't for the fact that Team Rocket's mid-level and high-level strengths were so different from League's, Giovanni might have had a chance to become the leader of the Kanto region.

But there's no point in saying that now. After all, Giovanni has already been cleared. A second Boss Giovanni will never appear.

"The Boss... he still has a chance, but he needs someone who appreciates him, but in essence, it's still useless... because even if he becomes a person who can walk in the sunlight, he's still someone else's pawn. There is no freedom at all."

"When you enter this business, you have to spend your whole life in it."

The man with the glasses looked at the tent with a vague sense of pity. After all, the young man is a real genius. He had no choice but to follow this line of work to make a living.

But the world is fucked. He doesn't care about the good you try to do. He always remembers the bad things you do.

As the two of them were lamenting, the walkie-talkies on their belts suddenly rang.

They picked it up and heard a frightened voice.

"Three! Three! Over here! A water-type Pokémon is coming this way!"

Soon the teenager's calm moan came out of the walkie-talkie.

"Don't panic, tell us what's going on and we'll head over there now."

But there was a thunderstorm, and the messenger didn't say another word.

The channel fell silent.

There was the sound of a tent being lifted. The man with glasses and the strong man looked at the young man who had come out.

The young man's face was cold, but he could still tell that he was serious.

"Let's take a look."

As soon as the words left their mouths, the originally clear sky instantly became gloomy. The clouds in the sky now looked like sheets of black smoke.

It was as black as ink.

It was followed by an orgy of wind and rain.

The man gulped subconsciously. In this situation, it didn't take much to realize how strong the Pokémon over there were...

It's simply too much for them to handle.

He opened his mouth to say, "Let's run.

But as soon as he looked up, he realized that the boy was already walking towards the beach in the rain.

He looks down again and sees the man with the eyes.

The man with the glasses noticed his gaze.

After taking a deep breath, he said, "Go over and take a look, if there is anything wrong, immediately withdraw, if you can, it is best to take the Kaiji to take away... Without the Kaiji, we two will be able to earn at least one and a half of the money."

Even if Keiji, the teenager, took the lead, they would still make twice as much money as they did before. This was the qualitative change that a powerful trainer could bring to a small group of poachers...

The big man also nodded, putting the fish tank in his hand carefully, and followed Keiji forward.

What he didn't notice was that the man with the glasses took a deep look at the fishbowl, and at their backs, and remained silent for a long time.

And in the distance. The center of the storm.

A surprisingly large Wailord was revealing itself on the surface of the sea.

Although it didn't show any angry eyes. But the tidal wave around him, and the storm roaring around him was proof enough... that he was angry.

It didn't take Keiji long to get here. When he arrived, he saw a lot of Pokémon pinning the humans to the ground. There was hatred in their eyes.

And the moment he appeared, the Wailord in the sea finally moved.

There was no greeting, only a surging and raging water energy converging crazily.

Almost instantly, Keiji's scalp went numb.

He turned around and said without looking back: "Let's go, let's not get involved in things here."

Of course, this was said to the glasses man and the big man behind him.

Since they were willing to follow him here, he couldn't let them die here.

He didn't know how long this Wailord's move would last, but he knew that the sooner he left, the better, and the faster the better.

In front of Wailord's body, countless seawater was compressed into small balls. Thanks to the existence of water energy, this kind of compression that does not conform to the principle of physics can continue.

Of course, it couldn't continue.

The huge ball of water turned into a column of water and blasted towards the direction of the construction site.

Land reclamation.

The project.

To hell with it.

The soft water finally became a violent beast.

The three of them, who were far away in the sky on Pidgeot, were shocked when they saw the construction site flooded in an instant.

"Good thing we left early..."

The big man breathed a sigh of relief.

But before the others could speak. In the water below, one Aqua Pokémon after another emerged.

They were staring at the three of them, and their eyes were furious.

Among them, there was a purple Kingdra...

"Don't..."