Pokémon Dream Walker

"Number 99!"

"This lucky guy is No. 99!"

"I wonder if he will come to our site today?"

"If you are here, please stand in the center of our stage and claim your million-dollar grand prize."

“Once again, this is free funding, you don’t need to pay anything extra, but you must cooperate with us in doing some publicity!”

"number 99?"

The host took the microphone and loudly announced the results.

The crowd recovered from their brief disappointment and began to cheer loudly together.

"Number 99!"

"Number 99!"

"Number 99!"

……

The neat calls are like rolling waves.

Majestic.

Deafening.

It sounds so exciting and exciting.

Shang He didn't have any such emotion at all. His heart was filled with ice. He suppressed his surge of anger and showed a bit of sarcasm on his face.

What a coincidence that it's me?

YoYo!

Hehe!

The two elves gave reminders one after another that someone was already targeting him, with malicious intentions like snail powder in the wind.

"Why don't I accept this award?"

"Even if I tear off the number plate, I'm afraid the young people that day will jump out and tell me that they have kept it for record."

"I wasn't sure before. I just thought it was my own random imagination."

"Now……"

"Haha, you must be the white team, right?"

"The social elites who are proficient in fraud methods will use soft tactics if they are tough. They insist on getting my old house."

"Very well, let's have some fun."

"The bait you threw out, I am the fish now... Let's compete to see whether I will get a feast or you will return with a full meal."

"I may be on the run, but what you have to lose is your life!"

Shang He smiled with squinted eyes, as if he was happy to win the prize, but his half-covered eyes were cold and cruel.

"I am No. 99, and this grand prize is mine!"

"Who?"

"Where is it? Someone just spoke!"

"Who is number 99?"

Everyone followed the sound and looked at the lucky man who was so dazzling that everyone else looked at him with envy and jealousy. The crowd also made way for him like Moses parting the sea.

Shang He was neither humble nor arrogant, and with a firm smile of joy, he stepped onto the makeshift stage.

The host greeted warmly: "Congratulations, sir, what do you call me?"

"Shang He."

"Mr. Shang He, congratulations again for winning the million-dollar grand prize we prepared today. Can you share with us your feelings at this moment?"

"Okay, happy!"

Shang He was silent and smiling, cherishing his words as if they were gold, as if he was attending some serious event.

Sporadic suppressed laughter came from the crowd.

The host was a little nervous, but he could control his facial expression very well, and asked: "Um... Mr. Shang He, can you be more specific?"

"Okay, excited!"

"Um, Mr. Shang He..."

"Okay, Joy!"

Shang He looked like a paralyzed man, he cherished words as much as gold, and only knew how to repeat partial expressions.

Meow!

I'm in a bad mood, isn't that just disgusting?Who doesn’t know how to sensationalize?

You bastard, let's have some fun!

There were bursts of laughter from the crowd, and some people even took the lead in applauding, because Shang He's performance aroused their favor.

The host coughed twice, unable to hide his embarrassment, and stopped dwelling on unimportant matters.

Beckoning.

A waitress in a dress presented a cardboard with the words "Millions of Wishes" written on it for Shang He to hold in his arms and take a group photo with.

This was the same process in his previous life, and Shang He continued to cooperate with a straight face.

……

After all the procedures were over, the crowd slowly dispersed.

The host led Shang He into the RV to discuss the issue of award redemption.

"Sir, be free, the camera is no longer around."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man took off his coat, loosened the tie around his neck, and assumed a relaxed posture.

But Shang He remained unmoved and remained unmoved.

With his little temper, he was really afraid that he would lose control of his facial muscles and draw his sword to chop off this bastard's head.

The middle-aged man was somewhat accustomed to Shang He's behavior, so he said to himself:

"My name is Oren. I am a Carlos person. I am employed by the old count of the Carlos Regan family. I execute the plan of [Millions of Wishes] on behalf of the count..."

Pointless retelling.

But his words were so colorful that Shang He even admired his eloquence, just like the boss of a small company trying to paint a picture for you.

The content is lackluster.

Thousands of words are nothing more than saying that he has a green background and can be trusted.

But for Shang He, I won't listen to you. I want to see your dream, and it will tell me all your secrets!

[You will lie to me, but your dreams will not. ——Dream Walker, Shang He]

Seeing that Shang He was slightly impatient, Oren finally started to talk about the key points.

"Mr. Shang He, although our project is called [Million Wish], we will not directly give you 100 million, but will realize your wish with a limit of 100 million. I hope you can understand that this is set by the Earl. rules."

With a calm smile on his face, like an aristocratic butler, he asked softly: "Do you have any urgent wishes that you want to achieve?"

An idea flashed in Shang He's mind, and he instantly understood their intentions.

"Have you been following me for a long time? Did you know that I want to rent a shop and plan to make a fuss about it?"

How to do?

A Go up and swallow the bait!

If you let it go, the worst case scenario is that you will kill wantonly and then go on the run.

Now that Ruby and Sapphire has not started yet, they will directly go to Kanto to vote for Boss Sakaki. There is a high probability that he will be recruiting troops to reorganize Team Rocket.

Showdown!

I am going to be a three-person beast warrior, and there is a fourth person in the trio. This is a well-known rule!

Shang He continued to look paralyzed.

"can!"

"My dream is to be a detective, so I want a shop near Port Street."

"Can it be done?"

The smile on Oren's face froze. He really wanted to raise his hand and slap Shang He to death, this little brat who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth!

Are you a Slowpoke?

The mouth is so wide open!

Why don't you want a skyscraper?

Why don't you swallow the whole thing in one bite?

"Is it difficult? Can't be done? It's really boring. I won't receive the award. Goodbye!"

Shang He snorted in his heart, his stern face twitched slightly, revealing a trace of sarcasm, and stood up to leave.

"Mr. Shanghe, what do you mean?"

Oren quickly grabbed Shang He, with an anxious look on his face, and quickly tried to persuade him:

"Don't leave!"

"Nobles are all about saving face. If you leave, if this news spreads, it will slap our Reagan family in the face. The old earl is not in good health. If you leave empty-handed, the earl will be angry to death." of."

Oren quickly assured: "Don't worry, this little thing will be taken care of for you."

He pondered for a while and agreed: "Tomorrow...no, the day after tomorrow...at 12 noon, we will meet in front of the United Bank. I will take the team to withdraw the money. You must be there and cooperate with us to complete the final shooting."

Then he said: "By the way, we will help you find a store. All handover procedures will be completed by the evening of the day after tomorrow."

"You also know that a million-dollar budget is definitely not enough. We will try our best to choose something that meets your requirements. Just relax your expectations a little bit..."

……

Shang He's figure disappeared into the alley.

Outside the RV, the smiles on the two men's faces subsided and their expressions of indifference returned, with a shrewd light shining in their eyes.

The young man asked: "Leo, this kid has a problem with his attitude. He won't find anything, right?"

"Oren" snorted coldly, with a bit of anger in his eyes.

"So what if you doubt us?"

"Can he guess our purpose? As soon as the agreement is signed, he will lose everything!"

"If we have some connections then, we can kill this bastard in prison!"

The luxury car started slowly.

No one saw it, but a ball of milky white paste crawled out of the sewer outlet under the RV, jumped up slightly and attached itself to the chassis of the car.

As the RV opened its mouth, the uninvited guest followed away.

Candlelight spirit, melt!

In the dark alley, Shang He's figure reappeared, leaning on the streetlight and watching the RV go away.

He murmured: "Help the Candlelight Spirit sort out its fighting methods, and there will be unexpected gains. Its ancestors actually combined with Pangdudu..."

The single scabbard has long marked the candlelight spirit with spiritual power.

The two masters and pets followed the contact and walked slowly, and two hours later found the place where Oren and his party were staying.

On the edge of the North District of Feiyun City, there is an inconspicuous small hotel.

Although there is no real evidence, Shang He has regarded them as a fraud team and is currently lamenting their discipline.

"Everyone's home should be in Feiyun City, right? They don't even go home—"

"Huh? You must have disguised yourself before, right?"

"Otherwise, if it is really a white group, as a grassroots agency staff, wouldn't he be recognized by acquaintances?"

Shang He squatted in a nearby alley, blowing the cold wind, and did not enter the dream world until late at night.

as predicted.

In the dream hanging on the branches, none of the figures in it were familiar, and there were several strange dreams hanging around.

"Damn it, scammers will die a happy death!"

At this moment, the identity of the other party is completely confirmed.

Shang He cursed and began to carefully identify the figures in the dream light group one by one.

Fortunately, the hotel business was not doing well, so he searched around the strange dreamland and finally found a middle-aged man with a familiar figure.

Holding the dream light group in his hand, he used his ability to tamper with the content - "Present the [Millions of Wishes] project perfectly in front of me!"

After a while, Shang He exited the dream world and hurriedly left the inn.

Yes, it is indeed the white team.

He learned the other party's entire plan in his dream, and now he was going to another location.