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he knowes pokemon more than i know _Chapter_048_en
Chapter 48
Chapter 48: A Secret Makes a Woman More of a Woman
2024-05-15 Author: Samsung Charmander (Author Name)
"It... it exploded?"
Archer didn't even seem to care about the explosion in front of him; he just stood there in a daze.
In his mind, he recalled the final number that had flashed on the Combat Power detector before its demise.
Although it was only visible for a fleeting moment, he had still sharply captured it.
A six-digit number!?
While a Combat Power reading wasn't always a perfect representation of a Pokémon's true battle strength, a six-digit figure was something he had truly never heard of!
Even that Artificial Pokémon, which had consumed countless top-tier talents, resources, and technology from Team Rocket, and had taken an immense amount of time to create...
According to Giovanni, before removing the armor that restricted its power, it still only possessed a five-digit Combat Power.
Even so, that god-like Pokémon was already nearing the point of being invincible!
It was said that only by shedding its Mechanical Armor and truly awakening could it possibly break through to the peerless Combat Power of six digits.
And now, he had actually seen a six-digit existence?
Archer's heart lurched like a rollercoaster, a sudden chill running down his back.
If he had previously considered himself to be on equal footing with Ash, or perhaps just a step below, now, Ash seemed an insurmountable green mountain reaching for the clouds, or a bottomless abyss.
So terrifying!!
What should I do? Should I cancel this team-building event...?
Archer pressed a palm to his forehead, his face flushed with panic, his expression gradually becoming paranoid.
"No, he hasn't clearly stated his position yet. Maybe I can still pull him into Team Rocket?"
"No, if he joins Team Rocket with his strength, the next heir to the Team Rocket Group will definitely be him!"
He negated his own negation.
That left only one option...
Instantly, his gaze became colder and more sinister than ever before, faintly radiating an intimidating aura.
That's right, so what if the Pokémon is strong? A human's physical strength is limited.
If the Trainer's head falls, it doesn't matter how strong their Pokémon are!
The look of a master strategist with everything under control reappeared on his handsome face, and he snapped his fingers.
"Pass down the orders: for now, we remain on standby. Avoid any conflict with these three Trainers from Pallet Town. And over the next few days, record every single Pokémon they release. I want all the data!"
"Yes!" the man in the tailcoat beside him said gravely.
Three figures who had been pretending to push a service cart nearby now slinked up furtively.
To be precise, it was two people and a cat.
Archer frowned and barked, "Who's there?"
Unexpectedly, his words seemed to trigger a mechanism. The three figures suddenly began to tremble, then struck a cool pose in unison.
"Since you've asked so sincerely!"
"We will mercifully—"
"Idiots, meow!"
Jessie and James were halfway through their opening line when Meowth cut them off with a furious "Meow!"
Hearing this, the two of them hastily pulled their work uniforms, which they had halfway taken off, back on. Rubbing their hands together, they explained with a dry laugh:
"Sorry about that, our hands were a little too fast..."
"An old occupational hazard."
However, Archer clasped his hands behind his back, ignoring the two of them.
From their appearance, they seemed to be ordinary low-level operatives, and he had no desire to deal with them.
Seeing this, James could only steel himself and probed again:
"Ahem, we just heard, sir, that you're planning to make a move on that Trainer from Pallet Town?"
Archer's interest was piqued at these words, and he shot them a sideways glance.
"What, is he a compatriot of yours?"
"No, no, that youth named Ash is actually our prey."
"We've been tracking him for 10 years."
The trio was naturally unwilling to let this flamboyant superior of theirs snatch away that Pikachu, that peculiar specimen.
They were still counting on capturing that Pikachu to soar through the ranks, becoming Giovanni's right-hand men.
"Oh, so you have some foresight..."
Archer couldn't help but nod.
When you discover a little secret that no one else knows, you feel an irrepressible urge to share it.
And if, at that moment, someone else also reveals that same little secret, your excitement will reach its peak!
So, Archer slowly asked:
"Speak. What's your unit?"
The three exchanged a glance and hurriedly bowed respectfully.
"Sir! We are direct members under Giovanni of the Team Rocket Group's Kanto Headquarters. Our rank isn't Diamond yet; we're at the Stubborn Iron level. Jessie, James, and Meowth!"
"Direct members?"
This time, Archer finally looked at the three of them properly.
Generally speaking, Team Rocket was divided into many factions, each led by a Core Executive.
Among them, the ones with the most authority were undoubtedly Giovanni's direct subordinates.
However, as far as he knew, the lowest rank among Giovanni's direct subordinates was Glorious Gold. How could there be bottom-tier Stubborn Iron members?
Connections?
These three weren't simple at all...
As Team Rocket's foremost strategist, a plan suddenly clicked in Archer's mind. He turned his head to the man in the tailcoat behind him and said:
"Give them a raise. Increase their benefits to the Fearless Bronze level."
"Yes!"
Seeing the trio's instantly gratified and joyous expressions, Archer merely smiled like an upper-class gentleman, amiable and kind.
"From today on, the three of you will be exclusively in charge of monitoring that Trainer from Pallet Town. However, for these seven days, do not make a move."
"Yes!"
The Team Rocket trio was immensely grateful, running off to the back and weeping tears of joy.
It turned out there were people who could appreciate their talent after all!
Only after the three had left did a cold smile gradually spread across Archer's face as he gently swirled the wine in his glass.
Very well, let these three cannon fodder test that primordial beast...
Half an hour later, the reporters, star-struck fans, and casual onlookers all ended their assault on Blue and returned to the banquet to chat.
His belly full, Ash crooked a finger, intending to leave the dining table.
Pikachu, also replete, twitched his ears in understanding. From the dining table, he pushed off with his hind legs, preparing to leap onto Ash's shoulder.
Thud!
Due to his poor grasp of geometry, Pikachu misjudged and fell flat on the ground right after leaping, cutting an unsightly figure.
Ash: "..."
Looks like you really do need to lose some weight...
Ash hoisted Pikachu back onto his shoulder. Truth be told, he had gotten heavier again.
Not far away, even though the crowd had dispersed, Blue was still in a dazed state of self-absorption, spinning in circles.
Ash hesitated for a long moment before finally walking over.
"Mmm-hmm, I'm the king of tree-chopping... autographs to the left, photos to the right, loved and left, but no dates..."
She responded automatically to the approach of any living creature, like a robot.
Ash couldn't resist reaching out, grabbing her head, and giving it a good shake from side to side, thoroughly mixing the water in her brain.
"Mmph!"
After a moment, Blue blinked and suddenly snapped back to her senses, looking toward the stage.
The sparkle in her eyes could pluck the stars from the sun and moon. Her bun-like cheeks puffed up, and she was once again full of vitality.
"Wait a minute, where's that flea!?" she exclaimed.
The stage had now reverted to the gentlemanly old man. The arrogant flea who had been laughing maniacally earlier was long gone.
"Gary is as slippery as a loach. He ran off long ago," Ash replied with a helpless shrug.
Given his cautious personality, it seemed he had no intention of giving Blue any chance for revenge.
"We're planning to go back and get some sleep."
Brock and Misty, who had also eaten their fill, walked over. "There's a Fishing Contest on Deck No. 2 tomorrow morning," Brock said. "The three of us are all planning to participate."
Ash wasn't that interested in fishing itself. It was just about catching a Water-type Pokémon, and besides, he already had a Squirtle.
Although he was a bit goofy, he still had future potential.
But if he could win first place, he was very interested.
And while Brock's interest in Water-type Pokémon was average, who knew? Maybe he could fish up a Kabuto or an Omanyte?
Those were also Rock-type.
As for Misty, she wished she could take all the Pokémon in the entire ocean and stuff them into the Cerulean Gym.
A gurgling sound came from her stomach. Blue couldn't help but blush and said with some embarrassment, "Oh, okay, you guys go back to sleep then. I'll come find you to sleep later..."
They had all eaten their fill, but she had been starving all day!
After the three left, Blue began to enjoy the food by herself.
"These people are so dumb. Why aren't they eating?"
As she spoke, she threw out a Poké Ball. A red light flashed, and a petite Clefairy appeared on the dining table.
"Eat up, Clefairy, the more you eat, the healthier you'll get!"
"Clefairy!"
Before long, this little Clefairy's physique also began to grow rounder.
Just then, a voice suddenly echoed in her mind.
The voice was melodious and elegant, yet it carried a trace of unquestionable dominance and arrogance, like that of a lofty queen.
"Blue Girl, this ship isn't simple. Be careful."
Hearing this, Blue swallowed an entire chicken leg whole, her mouth stuffed with food as she mumbled, "Big Sis Blue, if I don't eat more, I'm going to starve to death. That's even more dangerous..."
Blue (manga character): "..."
"Besides, as long as I can bury that flea alive, I'm willing to sink to the bottom of the sea the very next day..."
Blue (manga character): "..."
The voice in her mind pondered for a long time. Blue (manga character) sighed, and finally said nonchalantly, "Alright, it's just minor squabbles anyway. Just have fun."
"Okay~"
Blue immediately nodded repeatedly with a cute smile and continued to stuff her face with food alongside her Clefairy.
It was only a few days ago that she had truly communicated with Blue (manga character) for the first time.
Before, Blue had always thought this voice was actually a divine sign sent from the heavens.
Perhaps it was a legendary ancient god?!
Even now, when she heard the voice of Blue (manga character), she had the urge to kowtow on the spot and light a stick of incense to pray.
She was a woman of faith!
Blue (manga character): "..."
After hesitating for a long while, Blue (manga character) felt she had to say something in retaliation.
"Right, your current strength is lacking. I have a Ditto in my computer. You can take it and use it as silicone; a secret makes a woman more of a woman, you know."
Blue: "???"
She subconsciously looked down at her chest, and a blush instantly spread across her pretty face.
I'm only 10 years old!
(end of chapter)
2024-05-15 Author: Samsung Charmander (Author Name)
"It... it exploded?"
Archer didn't even seem to care about the explosion in front of him; he just stood there in a daze.
In his mind, he recalled the final number that had flashed on the Combat Power detector before its demise.
Although it was only visible for a fleeting moment, he had still sharply captured it.
A six-digit number!?
While a Combat Power reading wasn't always a perfect representation of a Pokémon's true battle strength, a six-digit figure was something he had truly never heard of!
Even that Artificial Pokémon, which had consumed countless top-tier talents, resources, and technology from Team Rocket, and had taken an immense amount of time to create...
According to Giovanni, before removing the armor that restricted its power, it still only possessed a five-digit Combat Power.
Even so, that god-like Pokémon was already nearing the point of being invincible!
It was said that only by shedding its Mechanical Armor and truly awakening could it possibly break through to the peerless Combat Power of six digits.
And now, he had actually seen a six-digit existence?
Archer's heart lurched like a rollercoaster, a sudden chill running down his back.
If he had previously considered himself to be on equal footing with Ash, or perhaps just a step below, now, Ash seemed an insurmountable green mountain reaching for the clouds, or a bottomless abyss.
So terrifying!!
What should I do? Should I cancel this team-building event...?
Archer pressed a palm to his forehead, his face flushed with panic, his expression gradually becoming paranoid.
"No, he hasn't clearly stated his position yet. Maybe I can still pull him into Team Rocket?"
"No, if he joins Team Rocket with his strength, the next heir to the Team Rocket Group will definitely be him!"
He negated his own negation.
That left only one option...
Instantly, his gaze became colder and more sinister than ever before, faintly radiating an intimidating aura.
That's right, so what if the Pokémon is strong? A human's physical strength is limited.
If the Trainer's head falls, it doesn't matter how strong their Pokémon are!
The look of a master strategist with everything under control reappeared on his handsome face, and he snapped his fingers.
"Pass down the orders: for now, we remain on standby. Avoid any conflict with these three Trainers from Pallet Town. And over the next few days, record every single Pokémon they release. I want all the data!"
"Yes!" the man in the tailcoat beside him said gravely.
Three figures who had been pretending to push a service cart nearby now slinked up furtively.
To be precise, it was two people and a cat.
Archer frowned and barked, "Who's there?"
Unexpectedly, his words seemed to trigger a mechanism. The three figures suddenly began to tremble, then struck a cool pose in unison.
"Since you've asked so sincerely!"
"We will mercifully—"
"Idiots, meow!"
Jessie and James were halfway through their opening line when Meowth cut them off with a furious "Meow!"
Hearing this, the two of them hastily pulled their work uniforms, which they had halfway taken off, back on. Rubbing their hands together, they explained with a dry laugh:
"Sorry about that, our hands were a little too fast..."
"An old occupational hazard."
However, Archer clasped his hands behind his back, ignoring the two of them.
From their appearance, they seemed to be ordinary low-level operatives, and he had no desire to deal with them.
Seeing this, James could only steel himself and probed again:
"Ahem, we just heard, sir, that you're planning to make a move on that Trainer from Pallet Town?"
Archer's interest was piqued at these words, and he shot them a sideways glance.
"What, is he a compatriot of yours?"
"No, no, that youth named Ash is actually our prey."
"We've been tracking him for 10 years."
The trio was naturally unwilling to let this flamboyant superior of theirs snatch away that Pikachu, that peculiar specimen.
They were still counting on capturing that Pikachu to soar through the ranks, becoming Giovanni's right-hand men.
"Oh, so you have some foresight..."
Archer couldn't help but nod.
When you discover a little secret that no one else knows, you feel an irrepressible urge to share it.
And if, at that moment, someone else also reveals that same little secret, your excitement will reach its peak!
So, Archer slowly asked:
"Speak. What's your unit?"
The three exchanged a glance and hurriedly bowed respectfully.
"Sir! We are direct members under Giovanni of the Team Rocket Group's Kanto Headquarters. Our rank isn't Diamond yet; we're at the Stubborn Iron level. Jessie, James, and Meowth!"
"Direct members?"
This time, Archer finally looked at the three of them properly.
Generally speaking, Team Rocket was divided into many factions, each led by a Core Executive.
Among them, the ones with the most authority were undoubtedly Giovanni's direct subordinates.
However, as far as he knew, the lowest rank among Giovanni's direct subordinates was Glorious Gold. How could there be bottom-tier Stubborn Iron members?
Connections?
These three weren't simple at all...
As Team Rocket's foremost strategist, a plan suddenly clicked in Archer's mind. He turned his head to the man in the tailcoat behind him and said:
"Give them a raise. Increase their benefits to the Fearless Bronze level."
"Yes!"
Seeing the trio's instantly gratified and joyous expressions, Archer merely smiled like an upper-class gentleman, amiable and kind.
"From today on, the three of you will be exclusively in charge of monitoring that Trainer from Pallet Town. However, for these seven days, do not make a move."
"Yes!"
The Team Rocket trio was immensely grateful, running off to the back and weeping tears of joy.
It turned out there were people who could appreciate their talent after all!
Only after the three had left did a cold smile gradually spread across Archer's face as he gently swirled the wine in his glass.
Very well, let these three cannon fodder test that primordial beast...
Half an hour later, the reporters, star-struck fans, and casual onlookers all ended their assault on Blue and returned to the banquet to chat.
His belly full, Ash crooked a finger, intending to leave the dining table.
Pikachu, also replete, twitched his ears in understanding. From the dining table, he pushed off with his hind legs, preparing to leap onto Ash's shoulder.
Thud!
Due to his poor grasp of geometry, Pikachu misjudged and fell flat on the ground right after leaping, cutting an unsightly figure.
Ash: "..."
Looks like you really do need to lose some weight...
Ash hoisted Pikachu back onto his shoulder. Truth be told, he had gotten heavier again.
Not far away, even though the crowd had dispersed, Blue was still in a dazed state of self-absorption, spinning in circles.
Ash hesitated for a long moment before finally walking over.
"Mmm-hmm, I'm the king of tree-chopping... autographs to the left, photos to the right, loved and left, but no dates..."
She responded automatically to the approach of any living creature, like a robot.
Ash couldn't resist reaching out, grabbing her head, and giving it a good shake from side to side, thoroughly mixing the water in her brain.
"Mmph!"
After a moment, Blue blinked and suddenly snapped back to her senses, looking toward the stage.
The sparkle in her eyes could pluck the stars from the sun and moon. Her bun-like cheeks puffed up, and she was once again full of vitality.
"Wait a minute, where's that flea!?" she exclaimed.
The stage had now reverted to the gentlemanly old man. The arrogant flea who had been laughing maniacally earlier was long gone.
"Gary is as slippery as a loach. He ran off long ago," Ash replied with a helpless shrug.
Given his cautious personality, it seemed he had no intention of giving Blue any chance for revenge.
"We're planning to go back and get some sleep."
Brock and Misty, who had also eaten their fill, walked over. "There's a Fishing Contest on Deck No. 2 tomorrow morning," Brock said. "The three of us are all planning to participate."
Ash wasn't that interested in fishing itself. It was just about catching a Water-type Pokémon, and besides, he already had a Squirtle.
Although he was a bit goofy, he still had future potential.
But if he could win first place, he was very interested.
And while Brock's interest in Water-type Pokémon was average, who knew? Maybe he could fish up a Kabuto or an Omanyte?
Those were also Rock-type.
As for Misty, she wished she could take all the Pokémon in the entire ocean and stuff them into the Cerulean Gym.
A gurgling sound came from her stomach. Blue couldn't help but blush and said with some embarrassment, "Oh, okay, you guys go back to sleep then. I'll come find you to sleep later..."
They had all eaten their fill, but she had been starving all day!
After the three left, Blue began to enjoy the food by herself.
"These people are so dumb. Why aren't they eating?"
As she spoke, she threw out a Poké Ball. A red light flashed, and a petite Clefairy appeared on the dining table.
"Eat up, Clefairy, the more you eat, the healthier you'll get!"
"Clefairy!"
Before long, this little Clefairy's physique also began to grow rounder.
Just then, a voice suddenly echoed in her mind.
The voice was melodious and elegant, yet it carried a trace of unquestionable dominance and arrogance, like that of a lofty queen.
"Blue Girl, this ship isn't simple. Be careful."
Hearing this, Blue swallowed an entire chicken leg whole, her mouth stuffed with food as she mumbled, "Big Sis Blue, if I don't eat more, I'm going to starve to death. That's even more dangerous..."
Blue (manga character): "..."
"Besides, as long as I can bury that flea alive, I'm willing to sink to the bottom of the sea the very next day..."
Blue (manga character): "..."
The voice in her mind pondered for a long time. Blue (manga character) sighed, and finally said nonchalantly, "Alright, it's just minor squabbles anyway. Just have fun."
"Okay~"
Blue immediately nodded repeatedly with a cute smile and continued to stuff her face with food alongside her Clefairy.
It was only a few days ago that she had truly communicated with Blue (manga character) for the first time.
Before, Blue had always thought this voice was actually a divine sign sent from the heavens.
Perhaps it was a legendary ancient god?!
Even now, when she heard the voice of Blue (manga character), she had the urge to kowtow on the spot and light a stick of incense to pray.
She was a woman of faith!
Blue (manga character): "..."
After hesitating for a long while, Blue (manga character) felt she had to say something in retaliation.
"Right, your current strength is lacking. I have a Ditto in my computer. You can take it and use it as silicone; a secret makes a woman more of a woman, you know."
Blue: "???"
She subconsciously looked down at her chest, and a blush instantly spread across her pretty face.
I'm only 10 years old!
(end of chapter)
