He is a streamer and a part-time Pokémon trainer.

But he actually somewhat understood Chaomeng's thoughts.

There is a saying that heroes cherish each other, and it is really not just said casually. Mo Qiu felt that it was a pity that Chaomeng died like this. Chaomeng may not necessarily deny that Mo Qiu has the strength and qualifications to be his master.

Chaomeng just looked at Mo Qiu, and what he just said appeared in his mind.

"My Pokémon will not die before me" - the boy who said these words risked his life to block the big blast that was attacking Lucario.

"I respect Pokémon's wishes" - even though he said this, he still struggled to hope that he would fight side by side with him. After he rejected him, he provided all kinds of help without asking for anything in return, even though he said it mercilessly. Not willing, but a typical knife-mouthed, tofu-hearted person.

This guy...maybe he is a surprisingly good person.

Anyway, it is completely different from the humans I met before. If it was you I met at the beginning, then I probably wouldn’t be in this situation now!

Chaomeng seemed to have figured something out, and a rare smile appeared on his face that did not refuse people thousands of miles away.

"It seems like a good choice to follow you to see the future scenery."

"Get it for me!"

Chaomeng said these words calmly, then suddenly picked up his body and pressed his three-finger claws on Mo Qiu's chest.

Mo Qiu did not dodge or fight back - just like the previous reason, he did not sense the "murderous intention".

Then, he felt a numbness in his chest. When Chaomeng pulled away again, he looked down and saw a looming long-tail tattoo.

"This is my spiritual imprint."

"As long as you are still in this world, this brand will be effective."

"Pour your power into it, and I will receive the news that you need me to fight for you. No matter whether it is the end of the world, I will be at your side within three teleportations."

"I don't like entering Poké Balls, and I don't want to give up my hard-earned freedom."

"But this does not prevent me from accepting your favor - you are very strong, so strong that even I should give you respect and recognition."

"what..."

"That human being is left to you to deal with."

"No matter what, I don't want to see you as my enemy again. That was really the most difficult battle I have ever experienced..."

Chaomeng said a few words intermittently, and his eyes gradually softened.

"..."

Mo Qiu, who has experienced ups and downs in life, wanted to complain in the first sentence - "Are you also a tsundere?!"

"Pretending to be so cold will end up being nothing!"

I don’t blame him for saying that, isn’t Chaomeng just giving it away for free?

I also saved a Master Ball!

According to him, he is always available, willing to be a thug, and doesn't need to be raised by him. This is not just free prostitution!

Brother Qiu will not take advantage of you!

Mo Qiu rolled his eyes and glanced at the cloned Pokémon army behind Chaomeng, pretending to be nonchalant and asked: "Then - what are your plans for these cloned Pokémon, or in other words, what do you have next?" Intend."

Chaomeng pondered for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile.

"I plan to take those of them who are willing to come with me to live in seclusion."

"I need to calm down and think carefully about whether my idea is right or the idea you told me is more correct."

"After that, I will think of ways to stabilize my physical condition. Thanks to you, with the genome you gave me, I should be able to survive for a while and maintain my peak combat power."

This was what Mo Qiu was waiting for.

He waved his hand quickly and said, "Hey! It doesn't have to be so troublesome."

"I said, I will find someone to solve your physical problems."

"Dr. Fuji is at the Flying Palace, and I have laid a trap for Mr. Xia Bo. It's not a big deal to trick him into working for me for a while. It's a foolproof plan."

"I don't believe that these two people can't solve your problem even if they cooperate fully."

"In a sense, these two people are your same kind of [parents]."

"Come back to Yan Kingdom with me, and take your little brothers with you."

"I will find an island for you and artificially build it into a clear cliff. This will ensure that you can live comfortably and that your genes can be stably modified. When your physical condition has completely stabilized, if you want to leave, I won't stop you."

"Well, don't worry, I can promise you that your little brothers will still be under your control when the time comes."

how about it?

Mo Qiu is professional at luring people for profit. Every word he just said is what Chaomeng needs now.

And Mo Qiu's next words also confirmed his idea.

"I'm too lazy to explain the truth. You don't know enough about this world."

"In the coming days, use your eyes to see, your ears to hear, and your heart to feel."

"If you really encounter scum that abuses Pokémon again, use your own methods to punish them, and I won't stop you anymore."

"But if you meet more trainers who live in harmony with Pokémon, then you'd better reflect on whether this hard-won peaceful environment is worth protecting."

"That's all I'm saying - come on, follow me back to Yan Country, and I'll arrange a place for you first."

Mo Qiu categorically made a decision for Chaomeng, and Chaomeng did not refuse him. This shows that this artificial god has been completely given up and turned into the shape of Mo Qiu - in short, he was deceived and became lame.

"Well... we can't leave this Flying Palace to others."

"A Tong! Here's a way to install this flying palace for me. Can it fit in your backpack?"

This time, the system waited for a full 3 minutes before giving Mo Qiu a response.

[Don’t worry about your flying palace, wait a minute, I’m a little busy! 】

Mo Qiu asked a little strangely: "I have defeated Chaomeng, and at the same time impressed him with my excellent moral character, making him willing to become my companion."

"Why are you still busy? Are you busy posting messages to celebrate?!"

【…】

[Do you think this matter is over? 】

【Don't be naive...】

【This is just the beginning! 】

1Chapter 17 Who is this?!

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Chapter 148 Happy to accompany you

Chaomeng's mind is a little confused now.

He had experienced too many ups and downs and not-so-easy death battles today. Although he lost in the end, he found a partner who might not be bad, and he got rid of the shackles that restricted him. Overall, it should be a good thing.

But he really didn't expect the scene of the sudden storm and the arrival of the God of Creation.

This was nothing - but he really didn't hold back on the polygonal beast thrown by the boy who had just defeated him in a face-to-face confrontation.

Although Chaomeng is a newborn, he is not ignorant of the outside world. His creator, Dr. Fuji, not only created a complete personality template for him, but even implanted some knowledge he considered necessary into Chaomeng's mind. middle.

If not for this, how could the newly born first-level god, who has so much combat experience, beat me, Brother Qiu, into such a miserable state?

It is precisely because of this that Chaomeng didn't understand - you said that you pulled out the extremely cool red horned triple speed just now, and the two of us worked together to fight that amazing god. If we win, everything will be fine, but if we lose, everything will be fine. Running away separately is more reliable than losing a Porygon.

What can that thing do, carry a camera?

You should find someone stronger after this, and you don’t look like the person who lets Pokémon die!

However, 2 minutes later, Chaomeng fell into silence, and was deeply reviewing himself, and also doubted whether all the knowledge he had learned in his short life was problematic.

If he admitted it correctly, the god who descended like a demon boss should be Arceus, the "Illusionary God of Creation" in Pokémon.

So it's normal that he can't beat him. He just charged up a full-power mental shock and didn't break the defense at all. This was still under the condition of attribute restraint. This clearly reflects the strength gap between the two sides.

But... who can tell me why that polygonal beast that drives thunder and lightning has almost paralyzed the God of Creation!

In this river!

Chaomeng rubbed his head and turned to look at Mo Qiu, wanting to gossip and at least get an answer - Man, you have such a powerful Porygon, just take it out when you beat me, I don't seem to listen. Someone to persuade?

It's all a misunderstanding!

As a result, the scene that caught his eye made him a little bit defensive.

Mo Qiu, who had put on a new shirt, had already held up a parasol, the kind used on beach vacations, to cover the rain. He also pulled out two lounge chairs and shook off the rainwater on his body. He did not mind that the environment was a bit dirty. Ran Cha simply lay down half-ly, and patted the other chair with a mean smile, signaling Chaomeng to come and take shelter from the rain.

For a moment, Chaomeng's brain was a little short-circuited - is this person so crazy?

Didn’t you decide just now to let me go first?Why did your painting style change so quickly? !

Mo Qiu seemed to understand Chaomeng's thoughts and waved his hand.

"Hey, I'm not a monster. Do you think it would be easy for me to fight you?"

"Every bone in my body is going to be broken..."

"I can't stand anymore. I'm paralyzed for a while. I always carry these things in my backpack. I originally planned to use them on a beach vacation in Kanto, but I ended up using them here..."

"Don't worry, A Tong has the upper hand, doesn't he?"

"If he really loses, it's too late for the two of us to work hard or run away. We can enjoy ourselves in time and recharge our batteries - Damn it! This thunder is going to go sideways! Even thunder and rain can go sideways, so you can't live up to your expectations! Mine! Rule!"

Mo Qiu had already begun to shout and curse like a second-rate person watching the excitement.

Chaomeng hesitated for a few seconds, and in order to avoid being too out of place with his partner, whom he had just met, he still sat on the recliner with some restraints.

The next second, Mo Qiu handed over a package of things.

"A whole order of fries?"

"Last night, that idiot Xiaozhi and Chihong were on the phone until three o'clock. After they finished the call, they came over and howled, saying, Brother Qiu, I'm going to starve to death. I was like his nanny. I had no choice but to do it for him. I ordered some food, but there was a lot left, so in line with the principle of not wasting it, I threw it in my bag."

"This fight consumes too much energy. I can't bear it any longer. Eat some cushion - you want some too?"

Chaomeng really really wants to refuse...

But the sudden abdominal rumbling prevented him from saying any words of refusal.

"Thanks...Thanks..."

Chaomeng took the oil paper bag, tasted Mo Qiu's handiwork, and fell into silence again - this stuff tastes pretty good!

He couldn't see through this young man.

Call him nonsensical - these actions are really reasonable.

Chaomeng's arms and one lower limb were also severely injured by Mo Qiu. He was really unsteady on his feet and had to rely on super powers to float. He was also very hungry and needed to replenish his nutrition and strength.

Presumably Mo Qiu's situation is not much better than him.

In this case, there seems to be nothing wrong with lying down and eating something.

But with the gods fighting above, isn't it a little... inappropriate for you to sit on a beach chair and eat French fries with a parasol under you?

In other words, you really have no awe for God... you don't take the battle of Gods seriously at all.

But... this kind of attitude... Chaomeng doesn't dislike it at all - in other words, this kind of person is more to his liking even if the sky is thundering and raining, and the end of the world is approaching, and he is still able to handle it without feeling cramped or urgent at all. .

"Don't worry, Atong will win."

Mo Qiu raised his head slightly and looked at the polygonal beast, which was insignificant compared to Arceus' clone. The corners of his mouth curved into a natural smile.

"With all due respect...chew...chew..."

"The opposite seems to be the Illusory God of Creation...chewing..."

"Why are you so confident - are there any fries left?"

Mo Qiu was also dumbfounded - you are indeed a first-class god, you have such an appetite!The bag of chips you just stuffed into you can feed three stupid things, and you solved the battle in half a minute? !

"There... for you."

"Well... I also know the name of the God of Creation. It is precisely because of His existence that those scholars insist on the world fusion theory of the emergence of Pokémon."

"I also know that He is strong."