Pokémon: The Strongest Xiaomao

At the dock of Kanaz City, Mr. Mao was standing at the port wearing a white hooded sweatshirt, big sunglasses, and a shoulder backpack.

The heat of the inter-school competition has just passed, and Mr. Mao always meets fans when he goes out recently, so he has to keep a low profile.

Eevee was lying on top of Mr. Mao's head, looking at the sea level in the distance.

After taking out his phone and sending a message, Master Mao stared at the vending machine on the side: "How about... practice with it before getting on the ship?"

……

The luxury cruise ship, the Holy Flower, was moving smoothly forward in the waterway.

White clouds in the sky, gentle sea breeze, bright summer sunshine, and a few long-winged gulls flying across the sea from time to time.

In the luxurious lounge on the upper deck of the cabin, Konkenstein, dressed in a suit and with his hair neatly combed, sat at his desk holding a phone.

"Yes, we will arrive at the port of Kanaz City in about ten minutes."

On the other end of the phone, Mikri's gentle voice sounded: "President Konkenstein, Mr. Oki is a very good coordinator. This time I also specifically requested him to attend the large-scale celebration."

I hope you can have a pleasant exchange.

Kang Kenstan nodded: "Don't worry about this. Since it's you who recommended him, I will definitely give him enough respect.

Moreover, this young man, Shigeru Oki, has impeccable resume and background.

As long as it is good for the beauty contest, I will support it."

Well, this is called pattern. Why is it that the Grand Contest, as a rising star, can quickly radiate to the four regions of Sinnoh to Kanto, and has been growing stronger.

The Triple Crown Satellite Tournament can only be played in Kalos, and even the promising players of Kalos Queen ended up becoming coordinator trainers.

The most important reason is that, if we ignore the combat attributes of Pokémon itself and only pursue performance, it will be like a big embroidered pillow.

In the Pokémon world where everyone worships the strong, even the truly strong ones would probably burst out laughing when they see Queen Carlos.

What entertainment stars? Please don’t get involved with them.

In addition, no matter how extravagant the competition is, it does not deviate from the essence of competition.

Although there are cases where the weak defeat the strong due to the point deduction mechanism, in most cases, it is the result of overwhelming strength.

In the Triple Crown Satellite Tournament, which is completely separated from the battle, Pokémon have become performers, or to put it bluntly, entertainment. It is destined to be just for fun.

There is no comparison between the two.

In Unova and Galar, where the battle culture is highly prosperous, even the Grand Prix is ​​rarely paid attention to, which explains a lot of problems.

"By the way, regarding the trophy, is it really okay for Master Mao to be in charge of escorting it? I have already received a threatening message from the Phantom Thief Bannay." Conkenstein said with a frown.

"Don't worry about this." Mikoli said in a relaxed tone: "Bannayi's strength is nothing in front of Master Mao.

If he really dares to come, I can only wish him a safe life. "

"I hope so~" Kang Kenstein shook his head helplessly and hung up the phone.

……

Beep, beep~ The sound of a whistle in the distance caught Mr. Mao's attention.

Xiao Mao, who was accompanying Gengar on an experiment to "purchase goods" from an ATM, immediately became serious.

"Geng Gui, the wind is blowing!"

"Huh?" The purple fat man who had half of his body stuck into the vending machine immediately supported himself with both hands and pulled his head out.

In his big mouth, his tongue was still holding two bottles of happy water...

"Well, your technique is good." Master Mao took a can and glanced at it with disdain: "Next time, take it out with your hands..."

"Geng Ga! (???????)" Gengar was not ashamed but proud of it. He pulled his tongue and flicked it twice, as smooth as plucking the strings of a guitar.

"Someone is coming, hide in the shadows first." After stuffing Gengar into the shadows, Master Mao looked up.

Two rows of honor guards disembarked in an orderly manner and stood on both sides. A man with slightly frosted temples walked down slowly.

"Teacher Oak, welcome to join the Grand Celebration Committee of the Gorgeous Competition." Kang Kenstan gave enough face and extended his hand first.

"Nice to meet you~" Mr. Mao also politely shook hands.

On the deck of the Holy Flower, some participants of this celebration looked around curiously.

"Who is that? Chairman Konkenstein came to greet him personally."

"Idiot, didn't you hear that he was joining the competition committee? He must be a big shot."

"Isn't this Mr. Mao?"

"The one about the inter-school fish fry?"

"Isn't he a trainer? Why is he interfering in coordinating trainers' events?"

"You don't have internet access at home? The person standing in front of you now is the official musician of the Pokémon League and the two-time regional league champion.

The youngest person in the alliance to receive a doctorate degree, honorary professor at Rainbow University, and visiting professor of gorgeous combat theory at Kanaz College.

Mikoli Cup winner.

Professor Oak's eldest grandson, Oak Shigeru!"

"Fuck! Bro, you're awesome for memorizing such a long list of names!"

"Time is limited, why don't we talk on board?" Mr. Konkenstein suggested after a few pleasantries.

"Well, don't worry, wait for my team." Master Mao looked at the time and said lightly.

"Team?" Kangkenstein was stunned.

"Look, they are coming." Master Mao's eyes lit up and he waved towards a place not far away.

The crowd made way for a passage, and a dozen burly men in black suits, each holding a large wolfhound, ran up to Master Mao.

"Rocket Security, Hound Squad, reporting to you!" The burly man in the lead came up to Xiao Mao and saluted.

"Well, thank you for your hard work." Master Mao nodded, then looked at Kangkenstein: We can get on the boat now.

"What are they doing?" Konkenstein asked in confusion.

"Let's talk about it after we get on the boat." Master Mao shook his head.

"Okay~" Although he had a lot of questions, Kangkenstein still endured it and took Xiaomao and his security team on board.

"Senior Xiaomao!"

"Boss Xiaomao!"

As soon as he got on the boat, Xiao Mao heard a familiar voice. He turned around and saw that it was Xiao Zhi and his group.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Mao asked puzzledly.

"Hehe, my sister got five ribbon medals, so thanks to her, we can take a luxury cruise ship to Kaina City to attend the grand celebration." Xiaosheng immediately showed off.

"Oh~ Xiaoyao works very hard." Master Mao said with a smile.

“This time, I must win and get the coveted ribbon trophy!” Xiaoyao said with clenched fists.

"Hahaha, what great ambition! I'll be looking forward to your performance." Kangkenstein nodded and laughed as he listened.

Mr. Mao also smiled and said, "Well, anyway, good luck."

It's always good to have a dream, it doesn't take up any space anyway~

"Xiao Mao, why are you here too?" Xiao Zhi asked in confusion.

"Of course I went there to make some dirty money... ahem... to be a judge." Master Mao smiled awkwardly and accidentally said the truth.

"Just enjoy your trip. Xiao Mao and I have something to talk about." Kangkenstein nodded to Xiaozhi and the others and walked into the meeting room first.

"That's it for now. I'll meet you guys for a midnight snack tonight." After saying goodbye to Xiaozhi and the others, Master Mao walked into the meeting room.

"Well, please tell us about the Phantom Thief Bannai, Miss Junsha." Kangkenstein introduced the two parties to each other and then went straight to the point.

Miss Junsha, who was wearing a police uniform and short skirt, stood up and said, “A few days ago, we received a crime warning from the thief Bannai. He planned to steal the ribbon trophy.

This person is a remnant of the Magma Team. He is stubborn and good at infiltration through makeup and disguise.

At present, our police have focused on this matter, and there has been no progress so far."

"Then please lend me the letter left by the prisoner." Master Mao snapped his fingers.

The security personnel behind him worked in unison, putting vests on their Houndoom and affixing Rocket Security badges on them.

Finally, there were tactical masks and muzzles, and the whole team instantly felt oppressive.

When Miss Junsha handed over the letter, Master Mao handed it to the security personnel behind him without even looking at it: "Find the person out..."

After thinking for a while, Master Mao looked at Junsha and said, "You want to live, right?"

Junsha's mouth twitched: It's best if she's alive...

Master Mao nodded and said, "Go ahead. Miss Junsha said you can fight, just don't kill me."

"Yes!" The security personnel behind saluted in unison, and then filed out leading their large wolfhounds.

"Will there be any problems with such a high profile?" Junsha watched the security guard's actions worriedly.

"Don't worry, we are a non-governmental organization and don't have to worry too much." Master Mao smiled easily.

"Can we really find it?" Junsha couldn't believe it.

"Outsiders are good at chanting, and my friends have no morals, so please rest assured." Master Mao supported his head calmly with a relaxed tone.

Half an hour later:

"Don't run! Take my kick!"

"You little brat, you were laughing so lewdly just now, if you laugh again, I'll punch you twice!"

"Give me five men and surround him. Don't let anyone see us beat him up!"

"Boy, take my face-breaking punch!"

Ding...Ding! Dongdong...

Ten minutes later, in front of the surprised eyes of Kang Kenstein and Junsha, the security team dragged in a man in red clothes with a bruised face and nose, looking like a dead dog.

"Fortunately, I live up to my fate!"

"Well, go patrol your respective posts." Master Mao nodded with satisfaction.

After the security guards left the meeting room, he turned to Kang Kenstein and Junsha and spread his hands: "It's done... is it difficult?"