Double comparison: Elves? Heroines? Gather again!

[Kosaburo: Use the competition rewards as publicity to catch all the participating Pokémon? What a genius idea! I didn't expect that we in that world are so good! ]

[Kojiro: Kojiro, I have to say this is indeed a good idea, but now that I have seen it, that is the idea of ​​our Team Rocket trio! ]

[Xiao Sanlang: How many times have I told you my name is Xiao Sanlang? You still pronounced it wrong even though it has subtitles? Are you doing this on purpose?]

[Watari: As expected, no matter which world they are in, Team Rocket is a group of pests that steal other people's Pokémon. I almost thought your organization wasn't that bad because of Meowth and the others.]

[Kojiro: You, how dare you curse me! ]

【...】

"Dr. Fuji..."

At this time in the white world, in the Rocket Team headquarters hidden in the deep mountains of the Kanto region, Boss Sakaki looked at the red light curtain in front of him with a surprised look.

"I haven't heard this name for a long time..."

If I remember correctly, the most outstanding scientist in that organization should have died on that secret island because of the cloning project. Why is he still alive and well in the red world?

Could it be that in that world, his cloning plan did not fail?

It’s really interesting. It seems that even in a parallel universe, some things beyond common sense are out of control.

Boss Sakaki drank the red wine in his hand, and then his expression became meaningful. The really interesting thing is just beginning...

Back to the picture...

Late at night, in the rest room specially prepared for the contestants, the three members of Team Rocket were holding an internal meeting.

"Meow, is everything ready?"

Musashi asked solemnly.

"Of course I made a lot of commemorative coins for the fighting competition. I will definitely make a lot of money tomorrow!"

"Oh~ You are indeed Meow Meow, but where did you get the materials?"

"Of course it's those bottle caps you collected, Kojiro."

Hearing this, Kojiro was stunned at first, then he reacted and grabbed Meow Meow's neck: "You guy, that's a collection that is more important than my life, I'm going to fight you!"

“I’m making use of waste!”

Meow Meow was not to be outdone and stretched out his sharp claws to grab the other's face.

"Can you two be serious?"

Looking at the two people fighting each other, Musashi finally couldn't help it. He stepped forward and kicked each of them to easily resolve the dispute.

"And meow, I was talking about traps, who asked you about commemorative coins!"

"Ahem! Professional habit..."

Because every time there was a big game, the three members of Team Rocket would set up a stall in front of the venue to do some small business, so when Musashi asked, it subconsciously thought that he was asking about commemorative coins.

"Well, I heard that the top eight Pokémon will be taken to a room to take a group photo, which will be used as a promotional poster for the next P1 fighting tournament, so I have already set up a trap there, meow."

"Oh~ As expected of Meow Meow, you are really good at making traps."

"That's right, I spent a lot of money on this trap. The team's funds have been used up, so I have to set up a stall to increase my income, meow."

"All used up..."

"So what are we going to eat next?!!!"

"Going hungry for three days, isn't this a basic operation for our Rockets? When we make a fortune tomorrow, the funds will come back naturally. Then I will take you out to eat!"

"But if we use up all our funds to capture a bunch of muscle guys, will Boss Sakaki really like it?"

Even though Meow Meow said so, Kojiro, whose entire collection had been stolen, was still unwilling to accept it and asked doubtfully.

"Idiot, let's say one day Boss Sakaki was exhausted from handling the affairs of the group, and looking at his increasingly flabby muscles, he couldn't help but want to exercise. At this time, a large group of super-strong construction masters came over, and used their strong pectoral muscles to escort Boss Sakaki to the fighting arena, nya."

"At this time, Sakaki-sama, who is sweating in the fighting arena and feeling the fists of love, will say, meow."

"I want to repay the Rockets trio who made me feel full of testosterone again."

"Search~Nice!"

"..."

Musashi and Kojiro rarely agreed, and for the first time they were skeptical of Meow Meow's little show. Apart from anything else, would Boss Sakaki, who was beaten by a group of musclemen, really thank them...

But the arrow was on the string, everything was ready, and Kojiro couldn't say anything else. He could only cry silently. Why did Meow Meow know every time where he hid the bottle caps...

[Du: Birds of a feather flock together. These guys actually think alike!]

[Shiba: Sakaki, are you also a muscle lover? Let's make an appointment when you have time. ]

【Sakaki: ......】

[Yamado: In another world, you guys also plagiarized our ideas. No matter where we are, it's no good when I encounter you during a mission! ]

Yamato still remembers the breeding house incident that he had planned. Everything went smoothly at the beginning, until he met Kojiro and his friends...

【Musashi: What do you mean by plagiarism? Don’t say it so harshly. This is called having the same idea.】

[Xiaoyao: But why do I feel that this wave is stable when I see the Rockets also get involved? ]

【...】

Back to the screen, it was already the second day. With the sound of cannon salutes, the P1 fighting competition officially opened.

The contestants entered the venue one after another and waited in front of the big screen to be divided into competition groups.

"Xiaoxia, what's that hanging on your chest?"

The waiting time was very boring. Xiaozhi looked around and noticed the shiny badge on Xiaoxia's chest, so he asked.

"This is a commemorative coin I saw at the booth in front of the hall. I heard it was officially launched by the competition. How about it? It looks good, right?"

“The workmanship is quite exquisite...”

Looking at the glittering commemorative coin, Xiaozhi subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch it, but suddenly thought of the awkward position and retracted his hand.

"Look, the groups are out!"

Hiro interrupted their conversation and pointed at the screen.

Everyone looked at the screen and saw that everyone was divided into eight groups. The players who qualified from each group would compete in the quarterfinals to determine the final champion.

Everyone was lucky, as Satoshi, Misty, Brock, and Hiro were all in different groups.

"Xiaozhi, don't be eliminated before you meet me again~"

"I should be the one saying this, Hiro!"

"Okay, okay, let's talk about this after we get into the quarterfinals."

Xiaoxia urged the two of them, pointing at the contestants who were constantly entering the grouping area. It was obvious that because there were so many participants this time, the schedule was still quite tight.

(I won’t write about the details of the group stage, omitting 100,000 words here…)

“Ladies and gentlemen, after a fierce group match, the top eight players of this P1 Fighting Tournament have qualified. Let us welcome them with warm applause!”

After a morning of competition, the group stage finally ended, and the host began to build momentum for the next game.

........................To be continued.......................