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

It turns out that Pokémon is such a high-risk industry!

Mo Qiu's thoughts spread to the ends of the earth before he was interrupted by a hundred thousand volts from the system.

"Damn it! Stop the electricity! Brother Hunchback! That's wrong! You shouldn't be distracted!"

"Go on!"

【…】

[There is nothing more to say. I made an appointment with Him. In the battle between gods 20 years later, I will choose an agent to compete with Him. 】

[This is a covenant we made with authority as a certificate, and it must be kept. 】

[For more than ten years, the Creator God has been sitting high in the Council of Gods, trying to gather those first-level gods for his use, but the effect...hey, I can only say that it is almost nothing. 】

[You tricked those gods into fighting a divine battle, and then went there because of the sake of face. You want these rebellious people with their own priesthood to work for Him. Isn't it just a dream? 】

[So he attaches great importance to little Mewtwo - he had thought about the red Mewtwo back then, but it was snatched away by the red tiger's mouth. Today, he also wants to take in a little brother, that's all. 】

【Can I let Him succeed? 】

The system sighed and shook his head.

[Okay, this time, the strength I have accumulated over the past ten years has almost been used. 】

[Don’t expect me to be your thug...]

[I still need you to lead the team to knock my old friend to the ground and humiliate him. 】

Mo Qiu grasped the key point very keenly and muttered a key word.

"Gather strength?"

"Tell me more - how to accumulate strength for you?"

The system seemed to have known that Mo Qiu would think so, and said smoothly: [This is easy to say. 】

[The power of gods comes from the prayers of believers. Because of the creation god, the creator god has a wide market in Pokémon. He can regain his strength by lying down every day. 】

[I'm in a worse position - you've heard of Arceus, the God of Creation, but have you heard of Arceus, the God of War? 】

[What's more, I even gave him my real name. I don't even have a name now. 】

[Someone praying to Arceus will be directly linked to him. I can’t leave anything behind. 】

[Of course, I don’t have the temperament to just sit back and wait for death. 】

[I thought of a good way to achieve multiple goals with one stone. 】

[I washed away the mark on the slate and integrated it into your soul, but it is something closely related to me after all. Even without my mark, I can still contact the slate. 】

[It doesn’t matter if Arceus, the god of war, is not famous enough - it’s okay if Mo Qiu is famous enough. 】

[The purity of faith that humans can provide is much greater than the energy of Pokémon. 】

[When someone has strong emotions for you - whether positive or negative, it will be converted into the power of faith through a certain proportion and used to restore my strength. At the same time, I will also take part of it to strengthen your physical strength. . 】

[As for why negative emotions can also be absorbed - this is the effect of the Bad Face Slate. 】

[After you bring a smile to the opponent with fighting, or bring a smile to the opponent with fists, the negative emotions of the opponent are basically an important source of strength for me during this period. 】

[The rest is the popularity you gain from live broadcasting, which can also be converted into my power to a certain extent. 】

[Remember the task I have started for you?The purpose of being a breeder and a trainer is to give you the qualifications to participate in the divine battle with no difference and master rules, and the live broadcast... is to hope that you will become famous all over the world quickly, and I will also take advantage of it. 】

[This is how your evil energy and fighting energy increase your racial value. 】

Mo Qiu understood as soon as he heard it - Is there a middleman here who makes the difference?

He immediately slapped his hand and glared at the Porygon who was leaning over the system.

"Why are you doing this!"

"It really makes me heartbroken!"

"Is it appropriate for you to do this? Is it moral?"

Chao Meng's eyes widened at the side - I got an advantage from you and acted like a good boy. Master Chuangshishen personally strengthened your strength and adjusted your body. Why are you scolding me on the street?

You are obviously unhappy that your power has been taken away!

Do you want to be so picky!

Who would have expected that the system was not moved at all and just stared at Mo Qiu with empty eyes.

【oh?I'm immoral - so what do you think I should do? 】

Mo Qiu waved his hand fiercely.

"Brother hunchback! I don't deserve it!"

"Then take all of Lao Shizi's power! Don't add any attribute values ​​to me either!"

"It is still our priority to restore your strength as soon as possible!"

Porygon controlled it and made a half-smiling expression.

【Oh. 】

[Give them all to me. I will regain my strength as soon as possible and fight with Arceus in front. You are down there eating French fries out of the rain, right? 】

[I’ve already separated my family, so I still have to do the dirty work, right? 】

[You think beautifully! 】

[Stop giving me nonsense--I'm telling you, Aqiu. 】

[I threw two stone slabs on you, and almost my entire wealth and life were placed on you. 】

[Don’t make me laugh. 】

[The battle between gods is not as simple as you think. 】

[Except for ordinary master rules battles, indiscriminate battles, god battles have a life-and-death battle component - people will die in that! 】

[If I didn’t have to accumulate strength to prevent the God of Creation from discovering your existence and attacking you, I would like to put all my strength on you. 】

[You have also seen that if you give me a Porygon body, I can fight, but if you say... I don't give you some attributes, and you may not be able to win even if you drive a Gundam. 】

【…】

【besides!Stop calling me hunchback brother!I know you like to call that guy "Alpaca", but as I said, I'm not Arceus now! 】

If Porygon was an entity, Mo Qiu would probably be sprayed with spittle.

"Tch...it's been seen through."

"Okay, just kidding."

"Don't worry, if we fight, you still can't trust me?"

"Hey..."

"One more... reason not to lose!"

Mo Qiu stretched out, and Porygon and Mewtwo lined up beside him on the left and right respectively.

It was approaching evening, and the sunset over the sea was like fire, reflecting on the ruined beach that had experienced the war.

The young man looked into the distance side by side with the two gods. There were already black shadows flying with wings in the sky on the horizon. At a glance, there were a lot of people. They should be the search team of the Yan Kingdom.

The dust has settled, and Mo Qiu's journey to Kanto has also come to an end.

After returning to Yan Kingdom to recuperate for a period of time, he will prepare to go to various competitions to stir up trouble, and first try to qualify for the God War.

Well...the qualification of the King of Heaven is also on the agenda.

About three hours later, Mo Qiu was already lying in the Li family's exclusive high-end nursing home in Shanghai. He turned over comfortably and rubbed his head in confusion.

"That's weird. The trip should have ended successfully. Did I forget anything?"

"That's not right... I think my memory is pretty good..."

"I always feel like I forgot something - forget it, it's probably not important."

"Let's talk about it later..."

"Sleep!"

Finding the most comfortable position, Mo Qiu put aside the hard work of traveling around the world and fell into a deep sleep.

On the other side, at the Quartz Conference Arena, some of the damaged buildings were being repaired in full swing.

At the highest point of the auditorium, a melancholy figure wearing a cloak was looking up at the moon. He looked a little lonely, and even his fiery red hair lay listlessly on his head.

"He's going to come back and challenge me, right?"

Yulongdu, who received the news that Mo Qiu had returned to Shanghai safely 10 minutes ago, recalled with complicated thoughts that he had been running around all afternoon to find the Mo Qiu player, and then returned to the competition venue to wait for him to come back to continue the unfinished challenge. After waiting for a full three hours, I had mixed feelings in my heart and muttered another sentence.

"He will definitely come! Right!"

1Fifty Chapter Qiu’s plan to fill the hole

When Mo Qiu woke up, the hour hand of the clock was almost pointing to twelve o'clock.

More than ten hours of sleep had almost restored his mental state, but he still needed some time to recover from the physical trauma.

This does not refer to flesh injuries. Mo Qiu is the holder of the "Fist Slate". Even if he has broken muscles and fractures, as long as he is properly nursed back to health and lies down for a few days, he will immediately be resurrected with full blood and become a good man again.

His injuries here include not only the burns contributed by Mewtwo, but also the corrosion caused by the steel attribute energy due to the form change with the comet - this is the big one.

It was okay to hold on for a breath before, but now that the crisis is over, he can't move any of his legs, and is extremely stiff due to the erosion of steel energy.

Although this thing is not fatal, he can only nurse it back slowly and rely on time to get rid of these stubborn energies entering the body.

Therefore, he has been able to play openly for a while, and he happens to be free. The doubles match scheduled with Miss Lijia is still about a month away, and the holiday balance is sufficient.

Just as he stretched and yawned, and was wondering whether he should start a live broadcast of the Masters Showdown to gain points and fill in the previous video pits during this period, there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

Mo Qiu responded casually. He thought it was a staff member bringing him lunch, but he saw Mr. Li coming in with his eyes narrowed in amusement.

"Hey! Why are you here, old man!"

"Oh, I'm injured and can't welcome you. Don't blame me, don't blame me~"

Mo Qiu smiled and started talking nonsense.

Mr. Li didn't care too much and waved his hand.

"Lie down well. Look at your posture. If you are not injured, do you have to give me a blow?"

"That's almost it - I'm here to see how our great hero is doing. Ah Qiu, you really cheer me up."

"You showed off your championship-level trump card at the Quartz Convention, broke into the lair of the terrorists at the Quartz Convention with a single soldier, and brought them to justice. You will be in the limelight this time!"

Mr. Li omitted some of Mo Qiu's battles, not because he didn't mention them on purpose, but because he really didn't know.

Regarding this sudden action, Mo Qiu kept the live broadcast on until he and Lucario joined forces to attack Mewtwo, which was recorded on video.

Before he started the form change, the system helped him kill the live broadcast and pretended to be the drone destroyed by Mewtwo. What happened after that, he drove the Gundam World War II Mewtwo, three "Arzeus" met, and two Fight a whole French fries, no one knows this.

But from this perspective, what Mo Qiu did was enough to make Yan Guo lose face.

All the way to the Quartz Plateau, I made all the editors French, and I had no choice but to start blowing my brother Qiu hard. It was just a drizzle.

In the finals, after testing Xiaozhi's progress and allowing him to demonstrate his strength, he gave him a head start with the absolutely crushing Luka and had a coaching battle. This was the climax of the scene.

The final accident happened. He charged into battle with great personal heroism when someone was disrupting the situation. He started the live broadcast and knocked over a group of Pokémon with his body. He took several king-level main forces under his command to defeat the mythical beast army, and then fought against them again. The champion-level Lucario fought together against the first-level god Mewtwo. It was a back-and-forth, evenly matched. The battle was so fierce that the drone was damaged, and judging from the result - he actually won.

After all, he brought Chaomeng back to the Yan Kingdom.

After such a performance, among the old men watching the battle, Mo Qiu's image has become that of a new generation leader of the Yan Kingdom who has courage, strength, and principles.

And Mo Qiu's combat power standard has been roughly equal to the king level.

What proves the love these big guys have for Mo Qiu is that now more than half of the people on the list of my brother Qiu’s live broadcast room are old men, which has squeezed out the few rich women and female fans.

This will at least be Mr. Li's talking point for the next year - in fact, it is only a month, because one after another, Mo Qiu has contributed new talking points to him, and this is a story for another time.

"Hey, serve the people! It's not hard work!"

Mo Qiu gave a less than standard salute, but his expression was very calm. This trip to Kanto was not a life-and-death experience for him, and overall he gained a lot. It didn't look like a trip, but like a purchase. of.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Li, how is the ending going?"