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

"The three-headed evil dragon on the opposite side struck three consecutive waves of [Kiss-Head Love]. This Metagross ate it as if nothing happened..."

"That expression is exactly the same as when I urged the technician to use more force in the bathhouse... Gua Sha, that's it!"

"Brother, please tell me more about the bathhouse..."

Daiwu's performance aroused discussion and admiration among water friends. Of course, at this time, most of the time someone will come out to answer their doubts.

"Don't make a fuss, that's Dawu's unique intention."

"It's called... [Steel of the Heart]?"

"It seems to be the name."

"The Pokémon under his command are all cultivated and trained by him using special methods. Their resistance to weak attributes, plus their own double defense ability and vitality are much higher than those of ordinary species. If it is a king-level flame Or the evil wave, they may have to dodge, as for the main force of the plasma gang... they can't even dodge, it's such a waste of energy."

"Don't think about it. You can't imitate it. I've also studied the secret of [Heart Steel]. To be honest, it's not too profound, but... the cost is too high."

"Not much to say, I've seen the recipe for Metagross. The four resistant fruits, chocolate, cashew, bergamot, and prickly pear, are eaten as sweets before meals. It eats them in one meal. The value of the food is about a year’s salary of an ordinary wage earner.”

"Can't learn, can't learn."

The water friends all believed these barrages. Don’t point them at the bar, for no other reason than that person’s ID is the shining golden “Green”.

The world's strongest training master, what he said is indeed credible.

Mo Qiu's face suddenly became confused.

"I said... you still have time to watch the live broadcast. Have you finished your work?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the small screen in the upper right corner of the screen flashed and appeared on the screen.

Behind Qinglu was a giant mantis, walking in the somewhat dark and dirty sewer.

"It's okay, don't worry Gou Qiu, it's done."

"Dawu, No.1...may not be you!"

When he said this, the barrage also changed its tone. These champions seemed to be racing?

Racing what?

Just brush the base of the plasma group?

As a large-scale violent group in Hezhong, the Plasma Group is still well-known in Yanhuang. For example... many people also know the Mafia and Yamaguchi-gumi, right?Although I don’t know the specific structure, I have heard of its famous name.

In an instant, barrages began to erupt, discussing the winner or loser of this "racing".

Originally...it's nothing. It's a barrage. People can speak freely and say whatever they want. Mo Qiu's fans are mixed and they support everyone.

You know, the contestants currently revealed are Qinglu and Dawu, both of whom are popular champions. Together with Gou Qiu, a native of this live broadcast room, they can be regarded as both powerful and famous. These people "racing" together, all No need to advertise, it’s just a gimmick.

This lineup is difficult to come up with for ordinary international competitions!

Many people were impressed by Daigo's devastating performance - Qinglu may have moved too fast. His battle to clean up the miscellaneous soldiers was not broadcast, and his popularity cannot be compared to Daigo's for the time being.

But Mr. Li behind Mo Qiu didn't know what kind of barrage he saw, and suddenly sneered.

He stepped forward and flicked Mo Qiu's phone screen a few times, squinting his eyes with a dangerous expression.

"This netizen named [Dawuhusband Superego], stop showing off the little ink in your belly."

"What [Bu-tank synergy, the world is invincible, Dawu will win]..."

"Is this also called Butan collaboration?"

As he spoke, Mr. Li looked at the hillock that had appeared in front of him, suddenly waved his sleeves, and his expression became as ferocious as a wolf.

"You little babies are watching with your eyes wide open."

"We, Lao Li, will teach you well."

"What is [coordinated] combat!"

Chapter 12 I’m here to purchase goods!

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Chapter 13 The Swarm of Hunting Gods

In many movies and television works, evil villain organizations often have a huge underground base, whose main function is to appear powerful.

But... in fact, in real life, this kind of thing is completely unnecessary. Unless there is any special need, it is not a very smart decision to bury all Nuoda's bases underground.

For example, Mo Qiu complained to Boss Sakaki about the secret base under the game arcade of Team Rocket in Yuhong City... If nothing else, what would happen if there was an earthquake?

No matter how good you are at preventing earthquakes, there is always something to be prepared for, right?

In a land like the East Kingdom where earthquakes occur frequently, setting up an underground base is as if you are deceiving others. The practicality is not as good as hiring a company to build a building and take care of it from top to bottom. You can build Mewtwo in it. Who can care about you?

In Mo Qiu's opinion, unless there is a hard need, there is no need to build something like an underground base.

Those organizations such as the Assassin's Guild that need to be elusive and concealed will spend a lot of effort to use the city's sewer system to avoid surveillance and other things, and live like a country mouse.

But most of Plasma Group's base is below the horizon.

Mo Qiu weighed Akroma's intelligence level and felt that there must be something fishy about this matter.

Except for special facilities such as arsenals, the access roads at major intersections all extend toward the center of the earth.

Moreover... the scope of this base is a bit ridiculously large. Various passages and chambers cover almost half the size of the city. It can be seen from this... that the plasma group has a very far-reaching plan!

Mo Qiu had already obtained the topographic map of the entire base. He closed his eyes and meditated for a while, and cold sweat broke out on his head - what the plasma group did was what the "Assassin Brotherhood" would do!

He looked carefully. Following the city's sewer network, the entrances and exits of the Plasma Regiment were densely packed in the bustling areas of the city center. The defenses in Nuit City looked like they did not exist. If the elite combatants of the Plasma Regiment were organized into columns, , supplemented by a joint attack of the monkey version of the speed bug, and then using the non-monkey version of the king bug as arrows, multiple routes are launched, such a large metropolis can be occupied by force in half a day.

Maybe this is what these lawless violent groups have in mind... Occupying cities is a traditional skill of violent groups in the Pokémon world. At the very least, they have to attack a big city, otherwise you will be embarrassed to call yourself a Pokémon. The villain of the world.

"Those United League losers should really thank me..."

While looking at the map structure of the underground base, Mo Qiu kept walking. There was no problem in leaving the vicinity of the arsenal to Mr. Li. He even left nearly half of the main force behind. Occupying the favorable location, the Fire King of Yanhuang completely suppressed a group of violent men. With ease, even an elite violent group.

What he has to do now is to reunite with his companions, penetrate into the heart of this underground base, collect the stolen goods, crush the branches of this plasma group, and at the same time crush the ambitions of some people, and take revenge on the way.

Mo Qiu's breakthrough process was more rough and direct.

Most of the main force of his turret was left to Mr. Li to suppress the enemy's support and denial. Therefore, he adhered to his original intention for this assault and did not use Pokémon to assist him. Instead, he "activated his soul, transformer form, and went in." Kill them all!"

Mo Qiu in the form of a reformer can almost be regarded as a first-level god in human form. Although he has no divine power, it is enough to deal with the combat members of such a violent group.

He charged in like a savage beast, leaving ruins everywhere he went. To be honest, his advancement speed alone was three points faster than that of Daigo's tank team.

"let me see..."

"Go and rescue our good daughter first."

Having made up his mind, Mo Qiu pressed the button to stop the elevator. When the elevator door opened, he picked up the Plasma Corps combatants inside by their necks and threw them out. Then he flew up with his feet and did the same to their Heiruga. , Mo Qiu kicked through the bottom of the elevator more simply, jumped for life, and fell into the elevator shaft.

The new friends in the live broadcast room were all stunned - if you use a movie to describe it, this is no longer on the level of Captain America or Black Panther, this is at least an Iron Man.

But the old water friends are used to it. After Mo Qiu's training during this period, even if one day he transforms into a Saiyan and fights Frieza, those water friends will probably just applaud and let Qiu do it again. .

Just when Mo Qiu took a leap of faith, the Plasma Group's base, like an aging lion, finally responded to the hunting of wolves.

In the central control room, Rhodes was pacing nervously, frowning.

"what happened..."

"The liaison officers at the five main entrances have not reported to the central control center for almost an hour."

"The rules I set for these lazy people are to report that they are safe every 10 minutes and to change their posts every two hours. There must be a limit to laziness!"

"Where's the surveillance! Call up the surveillance for me!"

After Rhodes yelled a few words, a staff member clicked in front of the computer and called up the monitoring of several intersections for him.

In the surveillance, many members of the Plasma Regiment were standing guard seriously, and some were lazily taking a nap, or gathering together to chat. The discipline was visibly loose, but this is not surprising. You expect a violent group to have military discipline. The requirements are still too high, not to mention... the discipline of the United Army may not be any higher than this.

In short, there is peace and harmony, and the country is peaceful and the people are safe.

"Call me! Ask them if there is anything unusual."

Rhodes is a cautious person, and he still caught some flaws. Although the polygon carrying the system has controlled the base's internal network and can confuse the surveillance through simulated video recording, he cannot deal with things other than intelligence.

Rhodes's attendance system, which requires the guard to report every 10 minutes and change the guard every two hours, has always been passed on orally and has not left any trace on the Internet.

Otherwise, the system is guaranteed to report to you that everything is safe within 10 minutes, as if everything is normal.

But...this kind of flaw actually doesn't matter.

Because, if the championship team is given another 10 minutes, they will probably be able to penetrate this base and complete this dungeon.

but...

Rhodes didn't think so.

"problem occurs..."

Rhodes gritted his teeth, with a gloomy expression on his face. The phone he dialed was connected, but the voice on the other end was a little strange, and the answer to the question was anticlimactic. If it were another senior executive who was just dawdling around, he might think it was normal, but here with Rhodes, this is not the case. It was enough to set his alarm bells ringing.

"Pass my order to assemble the four combat squadrons, [-]th, [-]th, [-]th, and [-]th, to investigate the situation at the entrance to the base."

"Sound the level [-] alarm, the base is on combat readiness, and everyone is ready to fight!"

After saying that, Rhodes wore clothes that looked like a priest's robe, waved his hands and strode towards Acroma's laboratory.

With Rhode's level of suspicion, he would not give complete trust to Acroma. He has access to the laboratory.

Even if Akroma spoke threatening words, he would not care about Akroma's feelings at this critical moment.

And what is Acroma doing?

He is really "researching", and he is also studying Xibei's soul heart, but the research direction is not the energy in it.

"This container seems to be genuine?"

"The energy tolerance is very good, but if you want to reach the level of the legendary soul heart, it's still a little bit worse. It's a relic of the great scientist at the time, right?"

"Good stuff, it's mine."

"What kind of energy is this thing filled with? Strange, I seem to smell a trace of my Lord's power, but...it's not very obvious."

"Isn't it the person behind the other side who suffered the fate?"

"It's not impossible..."

"Let me analyze it carefully..."

Not long after he sat in front of the computer, the door to the laboratory was violently pushed open. Before the Rhodes people arrived, they came first and let out a somewhat angry roar.

"Akroma!"

"I suspect we've been invaded!"

Listening to the old man's wailing, Acroma rolled his eyes and secretly complained: "Aren't you talking nonsense?"

"You don't know how vengeful Mr. Mo Qiu is, but I do."

"Do you remember the murder caused by a flying palace in Carlos? The Flare Team was so big, but it was gone as soon as it was gone!"

"Do you think your old Plasma team is more durable than Team Flare?"

He thought so in his heart, but it didn't show on his face at all, he just looked like he didn't care.

"Sir Rhodes, I am not in a combat position - if I am invaded, I will arrest the intruder. Do you want scientific researchers to charge into the battle?"

The anger on Rhode's face remained unabated, he pointed at Acroma and angrily shouted: "It's because of your bad idea!"

"I suspect that this kid named Mo Qiu is taking revenge on us! Your attack is responsible for this!"

Akroma sighed, leaned back on the chair, looked helplessly at the ceiling, and said feebly: "Ah, yes, yes, yes, it's all my fault."

"Why don't you, Lord Rhodes, hand me over and return my soul and heart? It's best to join the speed bug again. Let's cede the territory to pay compensation and seek peace. I think the opposite party is a high-level alliance person who won't kill him. Do you think it’s okay if I can save your life as a candle in the wind?”

Akromar's tone sounded a bit like coaxing a child, but Rhodes clearly heard the joke.

"Akroma! You!"

The old man was so angry that he almost had a myocardial infarction - how could he do such a behavior? Even if his pride allowed it, his stingy greed would not allow it.

It is absolutely impossible for him to hand over his soul.

But Acroma didn't tolerate his problems.

"I'm here, no need to shout so loudly."