Pokémon: I'm just an ordinary breeder

Above the deep blue underwater world, a huge and slightly gloomy submarine is like a lurking steel monster, swaying slightly with the waves.

Inside the submarine, lights flickered and various instruments made monotonous and continuous sounds, interweaving into a tense and depressing atmosphere.

Master Okamoto stood in the central control room with a solemn expression. On his forehead, beads of sweat kept rolling down like beads from a broken string, running down his cheeks that were full of fatigue and fear.

Master Okamoto stood in the shaking submarine, beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down his forehead, his eyes full of fear and confusion.

He looked at the spare control bracelet, and the wound on his arm that was blown off last time seemed to feel waves of severe pain again. The memory of the pain that penetrated deep into his bones made his body tremble slightly.

His subordinates beside him were anxiously waiting for his decision, tightly holding the bracelet in their hands that could bring disaster or control powerful power.

Compared with the previous ones, this bracelet exudes an unsettling aura in appearance.

Its internal structure seems to be more complex and unstable, with faint energy flowing through it.

It was like a trapped and violent beast that could break out of its cage at any time.

Master Okamoto was well aware of the risks involved, and he was struggling fiercely in his heart.

On the one hand, the fascinating power of Pokémon is like an extremely attractive magnet that makes it difficult for him to let go;

Legend has it that Pokémon have the power to move mountains and fill the sea, and can create or destroy a world, as long as they can control it.

He will be able to stand at the pinnacle of power and strength in this world, overlooking all living beings and becoming the true master.

This desire was like a blazing flame, burning fiercely in the deepest part of his heart.

On the other hand, he was really frightened by the previous explosion.

The powerful impact and the despair of losing his arm in an instant entangled him like a nightmare.

After hesitating for a long time, under the pressure of this urgent situation, he slowly stretched out his other intact arm.

The moment the bracelet was put on the arm, the familiar and chilling buzzing sound instantly rang out.

It echoed in the small space of the submarine, like the sound of the countdown clock of death.

In the corner of the submarine, the imprisoned Psychic-attribute Pokémon were struggling in pain.

Their energy is being continuously extracted and transmitted to the bracelet's control system through various complex lines.

A group of technicians in white coats and with serious expressions were busy working nervously.

He kept his eyes fixed on various instruments and constantly adjusted the frequency, trying to maintain the strength of control in this unstable state.

Master Okamoto took a deep breath, mustered up the courage and tried to call Kyurem and Palkia.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the bracelet suddenly heated up and the buzzing sound became louder and sharper, just like before the last explosion.

Master Okamoto's face turned pale in an instant, and half of his face still had black marks from the last explosion.

His eyes widened in horror, and a horrific image of himself being blown to pieces flashed through his mind.

At this critical moment, he released his control over Kyurem without hesitation.

At this moment in his mind, comparing the two legendary beasts, Palkia's spatial ability is undoubtedly more important in the current predicament, and it is more worthy of his risk to try to control it.

As long as you control Palkia, you will have mastered the power of space in disguise. At that time, you can travel through space anytime and anywhere to go wherever you want.

That couldn't be better!

What's more, there is no way out.

He wouldn't dare to take the last step unless it was absolutely necessary!