Pokémon: The Strongest Xiaomao

Above Iron Island, the battle between the two Darkrai has come to an end.

To be more precise, the young Darkrai's face was swollen. He couldn't take the beating anymore...

In addition, although Ibrahimovic, the warmonger from Mr. Mao's family, is cultivating his character today and does not want to take action.

However, this guy Zhi Yujian has already released a shocking sword intent.

Even Darkrai heard his thoughts.

"Can I cut it down..."

Young Darkrai was simply devastated. He was looking for a blind date, but was snatched away by an old man.

I was too angry to fight him, but I couldn't beat him...

Now they want to chop me up! Is there still a law? Is there still a law? I want to complain!

The winter melon man is already numb. It has been less than a year since the last time he last saw Master Mao, and the speed at which his strength has evolved is like riding a rocket!

Watching the young Darkrai crying and leaving with his face covered, Ya Xuan shook his head and sighed: "Is this the power of the Transcendence Messenger? It's really amazing..."

As one of the fighting parties left, the blind date event also came to an end.

Watching Cresselia shyly following Darkrai and landing in front of him.

Master Mao smiled and said, "Creselia, are you willing to go home with us?"

Cresselia glanced at Darkrai and nodded slightly. Darkrai blushed, looked up at the sky, and scratched the back of his head...

Ya Xuan stepped forward and bowed slightly to Master Mao: "Respected messenger of the power of transcendence, I believe that in your hands, Cresselia will surely flourish, bring welfare to more people, and appease the uneasy hearts."

Mr. Mao was stunned for a moment, and almost blurted out: Yes, I was planning to take her to play a friendly match...

"Well, let me ask you, Cresselia, do you have severe hair loss?" Mr. Mao suddenly had an idea.

Cresselia was stunned for a moment, and then a hint of shyness appeared: "Well, occasionally..."

"Then I'll just pluck a few Crescent Feathers for my own fun. You shouldn't mind, right?" Xiao Mao continued to ask.

Ya Xuan's mouth twitched as he listened to this. Wait, what's wrong with this mercenary face? The filter of the Super Messenger was shattered to the ground~

"Every year I shed some feathers automatically. If you don't mind, I can give them to you," Cresselia explained helplessly.

"Well, it's a deal," Master Mao happily took out a luxurious ball, "Then ~ welcome to join."

Cresselia glanced at Darkrai, flicked the switch of the Poké Ball, and took the initiative to enter the Poké Ball.

"Master, why am I the red and white ball..." Darkrai asked with a little jealousy.

Master Mao rolled his eyes: "Do you have any feathers to pluck? Do you have any hair? Not even a single hair, so what are you competing with Cresselia for..."

“Damn it~” Darkrai was speechless and could only clench his fists and sigh.

As the new moon set, the events on Iron Island came to an end.

Ya Xuan cordially invited Mr. Mao to visit Steel Island often in the future, and then went to arrange the post-war repairs of the island.

Although the two Darkrai had quickly determined the winner, the explosion of a mine was still a real accident.

As the owner of the island, Yaxuan has a headache.

However, Master Mao didn't think so much about it. After all, if he hadn't incorporated the Galactic Group, Akagi would probably have buried explosives on Iron Island with his men by now.

Therefore, this battle loss is completely acceptable to Master Mao.

"Well, it's getting late, let's go back to our homes." Watching Xiao Mao beat up a nightmare god and subdue a Cresselia, Donggua just wanted to quietly return to the gym and take a nap with the ancient feather insect fossil...

"Don't be in a hurry to leave, Mr. Winter Melon." Xiaozhi sat on Garchomp and looked at Winter Melon jokingly.

The bearded man touched his head and laughed, then ran away without looking back: "I have some soup at home, let's have some tea when you have time, bye!"

Looking at Donggua’s disappearing figure, Master Mao nodded: It’s actually faster than me ~ awesome!

Considering that he had to attend the summit tomorrow, if he fell asleep during the summit, he would probably be scolded by Dr. Yamanashi, so Mr. Mao had to sit on the Land Shark and return to the hotel first.

When we returned to the hotel, Sister Kona still had the desk lamp on and was lying on her side on the bed reading a book.

Hearing Xiaomao walking into the bathroom, the gentle elder sister put the prepared red wine and dessert on the table, walked to the bathtub, and gently rubbed Xiaomao's temples.

"Is everything done?" Kona asked softly.

“Yeah, I’m so tired~” Mr. Mao shook his head like a spoiled child: “I have to go to work tomorrow… Suddenly I feel so pitiful for Wu Song…”

"Puchi~" Sister Kona chuckled and shook her head: "Take a good bath, eat something sweet, drink a glass of red wine and go to bed early. Don't feel sorry for Wu Song, maybe he is enjoying it~"

"That's right." Master Mao nodded.

Tianguan Mountain, Champion Affairs Bureau, because Champion was on a business trip to attend a scientific research summit, Wusong, who was forced to stay in the office, was still working hard to look at the documents.

"Hiss~ Why do I feel a chill on my back?" Wusong picked up the coffee cup, took two sips of hot coffee, and tightened his suit jacket: "Be careful not to catch a cold. There are too many things to do. I don't have time to get sick..."

……

December 12, Monday, it was drizzling.

The rainy weather cannot extinguish scholars' pursuit of knowledge.

Holding an umbrella and a cup of espresso in one hand, Mr. Mao followed the crowd and slowly walked into the venue of the Shuimai City Scientific Research Summit.

"Mr. Mao, did you steal a dog last night?" There is no doubt that the person who could say such nonsense must be Zhenghui.

"Dr. Zhenghui, you don't want me to stuff you into a switch, turn you into a little Rattata and kick your ass hard, do you?" Master Mao smiled and retorted.

"Ahem...it was just a little joke." Zhenghui raised his hands in surrender.

"So, have we solved the nightmare god from last night?" Shirona, wearing a windbreaker and black teardrop hair accessories, walked over from behind in a heroic manner.

"Well~ I think it's done. I also conquered Cresselia by the way." Master Mao shrugged calmly.

"As expected of you~" Sirona smiled slightly and passed by: "The academic report will be held in the lecture hall on the first floor at twelve o'clock, don't be late."

Master Mao scratched his head awkwardly: "Do we still need to make a report?"

Although I participated in the entire process of my project, to be honest, the written report was written by Kaoping, and Shuimu was responsible for collecting and comparing the experimental data.

I am just a hands-off uncle...

"Of course. By the way, my report this time will design the legend of Arceus, and I used the information you gave me some time ago.

Therefore, I will list you as the second signature from now on." Sirona explained politely.

"I'm really flattered~" Master Mao tilted his head with a strange look on his face.

I was fighting the boss, and you were collecting academic evidence...

"By the way, Xiaomao, your grandfather is also participating this time, right? Why haven't I seen him yet?" Dr. Zhenghui looked around curiously.

"Oh, colleagues, I'm not late, am I?" In the middle of the hall, an old man wearing a cowboy hat jumped off the tricycle that delivered food to the restaurant and waved to everyone with a big smile.

The corner of Master Mao's mouth twitched: "Isn't it coming..."

To be continued...