Elves: Goal, help Pokémon fulfill their wishes

"Well, that guy looks really stupid - so Liang Yin, do you want to take it down directly?"

Eevee tilted his head, and looked at the so-called Porygon in front of him from a different physical angle, and stretched out his short brown paws: "From Eevee's point of view, this Pokémon is not that strong~"

It seems that a certain Baby Cup Phantom God can't wait any longer.

Liang Yin touched his chin and thought so.

Perhaps it was because Mewtwo had used his superpowers to strengthen the concealment effects attached to everyone not long ago, the sudden appearance of Porygon was like a compass disturbed by a strong external magnetic field, and it just kept spinning meaninglessly in the same place.

Presumably, it was searching for the pink translucent part that seemed to have disappeared, but in fact had fallen into Mewtwo's hands and was also hidden by its supernatural power.

"Pop, pop, pop..."

Releasing strange sound waves from its long snout, Porygon still couldn't find its direction like a headless fly, and just turned around in circles in vain - even the round pupils like black dots in its eye sockets were never idle, moving in the order of "up, down, left, and right" all the time.

If someone carefully observes its entire behavior since its appearance, he can not only taste a bit of the charm of the ghost animal area, but even imagine some cute silliness.

On the surface, it looks like a not-so-intelligent children's toy, and seems particularly easy to bully.

But Liang Yin always reminded himself that if he only paid attention to the surface of things, he would suffer a great loss one day - after all, who can guarantee that he won't meet the kind of old scoundrel who likes to "play the pig and eat the tiger"?

And if Porygon is really like this, then Team Galactic, by using it as a defensive guard measure for the Galactic Curtain Tower, is in many ways lowering its status as the only evil organization in the world that has successfully realized its ambitions.

A non-mainstream rap group like the Alola Skulls, which is made up of idle people in society, or a fanatical fan club like the Galar Scream, which serves as both an atmosphere group and a roadblock, would probably be able to mock and ridicule them on this point.

"Let it just spin in circles."

Since Mewtwo's psychic concealment had the special effect of isolating sound, Liang Yin did not deliberately lower his voice: "Anyway, Rotom has already got what he wants, so there is no need for us to cause trouble."

After hearing the disappointed sigh from his shoulder, he did not forget to flick Ibrahimovic on the forehead.

"Boom!"

This is the sound of fingers hitting hard objects.

"hiss--"

This breath of cool air is Liang Yin's small contribution to global warming.

The cunning little fox actually had the heart to plot against a simple-minded trainer like me who was famously certified by Flower Therapy Ring and Zeraora, and waited for its proud Tapu hard shell to be placed there in advance...

Damn, this is too hard!

His facial muscles were almost out of control and he silently covered his slightly red fingertips.

Liang Yin also understood the psychological trauma that Xiaozhi's Pikachu and Uncle Shadow Tiger's Eevee suffered when they used their foreheads to collide with this thing at such a fast speed and with such great force.

……

After noticing that the elevator button had turned into a disabled red light, Liang Yin twitched his lips, realizing that if he wanted to leave, he might only have two options: "tear down the floor and fall down" or "break the window and fly out."

Of course, if he is willing to endure the half-hour of vomiting and half-day of lethargy caused by the instant teleportation move, it is not a feasible method.

However, Liang Yin, who had been slapped in the face once on the multiple-choice question of "what will appear on the screen", immediately withdrew his previous prejudice against Ibrahimovic's "belligerence", jumped out of the big framework of "avoiding war", and chose to take the initiative to attack:

"…Just as Eevee said at the beginning, find the right moment to subdue Porygon in one fell swoop!"

In addition to the fact that the teleportation move is concealed enough, whether it is the option of demolishing the floor or breaking the window, it is difficult for common sense to not be noticed by the Porygon in front of it that is spinning madly - after all, no matter how sophisticated the superpowers are, it is impossible to be so comprehensive that there are no flaws.

Chaomeng tactfully told Liang Yin the above content.

"..."

No matter what, Eevee's stupid trainer went around in circles, but in the end, didn't he have to give in and follow Eevee's plan obediently?

Thinking of this, the little fox raised his eyebrows with pleasure, looking as complacent as a victorious general. He didn't even bother to deliberately suppress the two "Bu Yi" sounds coming out of his throat.

"Little brother Zeraora, come and help me, big sister!"

After casually giving a word of advice to the electric cat beside him, Eevee threw away all his worries with confidence, jumped high, spread his limbs exaggeratedly, and pounced on the place where Porygon was spinning.

It must be said that its posture at this moment was like a flying squirrel that stretched its armpit wing membranes to glide in the air. The white light from its lightning move also quietly covered the little fox's body.

"Paji!"

This is the sound of Porygon being created and flying away.

"Bah!"

This is the sound of Porygon opening its mouth and closing its eyes.

"puff!"

This is the sound of Porygon barely stabilizing his body.

I didn't expect that in this materialistic world, where some Pokémon have both good looks and strength, and some Pokémon have both strength and good looks, there are still guys like Porygon who are so good at both ends. It's so touching...

Ahem, it’s about time that the supporting actor’s narration stops.

On the other hand, the stealth effect on Ibrahimovic was naturally automatically removed as it actively attacked.

But the little fox didn't care about that.

Because this Pokémon, whose eyes are as "wise" as those of Slowpoke, has already figured out the depth of its strength - it is almost on the same level as the several Houndooms commanded by the shipyard owner.

For the current Ibrahimovic, this kind of strength is barely enough to hurt his claws!

Wasn't it that things were going too smoothly? After hesitating for a few seconds, Liang Yin didn't remove his fingers from the pure crystal.

At the same time, several little Liang Yins with two-head body proportions popped up in his mind.

These imaginary little guys started a heated debate on whether this was the Galaxy team's "routine", "anti-routine" or "anti-anti-routine" and other such nesting doll questions, and they did not forget to bring up the example of their embarrassing performance at the Pony Canyon.

"Pop, pop..."

At this time, the Polygon that was knocked not far away staggered and raised its body from the ground. Its joints, which seemed a bit loose, seemed to fall apart in the next moment.

As computer data, its program did not include a relatively useless redundant code such as "pain". Therefore, as long as it could move, Porygon would continue its mission according to the pre-programmed instructions.

So it turned its angular head, and the standard hexagonal eyes on its face stared at Eevee. Then, its machine-like scanning gaze slowly moved downwards, and finally stopped at the mobile phone hanging around the little fox's neck - it seems that in Porygon's underlying logic, the mobile phone, or more precisely, Rotom, has a higher priority than the former.

Before Ibrahimovic could press on with his attack, a strange buzzing sound came from the integrated circuits on the walls of the entire floor, like a computer host being turned on.

"Ibrahimovic, please retreat quickly, Rotom!" Rotom, who was hanging on the little fox's neck, suddenly vibrated his phone and issued a warning through the built-in voice package of the translation software.

A few seconds later, it typed a sad eomji yellow face expression in the dialog box, and said dejectedly: "It seems too late, I am still a step behind Loto - this whole floor turns out to be a complete machine, Loto!"

When these words came out, the first one to react was Mewtwo.

The blue light representing superpowers flickered in its eyes, gorgeous mind-breaking moves poured out from its spherical fingers, and large-scale instant movement moves were ready to go.

Zeraora followed closely behind, surging thunder gathered in the center of its claws, and it spared no effort to blast a plasma lightning fist at the integrated circuit on the wall, also trying to forcibly stop what was about to happen next.

But then...

The electrical energy was absorbed, and the superpowers were disrupted again. The integrated circuits mounted on the wall were not as fragile as they looked.

The good news is that the electromagnetic force that can produce the "real damage" effect is still effective, and it is not a problem to penetrate several integrated circuit boards.

But the bad news is that for electric cats that have not entered stage one, the electromagnetic force that can be mobilized in a short period of time is really limited.

Moreover, those high-tech gadgets do not follow the common sense that "the more sophisticated the machine, the easier it is to damage". Instead, each part operates relatively independently. Even if one part is damaged, its progress cannot be stopped.

"In that case, let's focus our fire on Porygon..."

However, before Liang Yin could finish his words, the Porygon, as if there was a response code written into the program, decomposed into several blue data streams in the next moment, and poured into the screen and disappeared in front of Liang Yin without any concealment.

As for the machine that made up the entire floor mentioned by Rotom, it started up as promised. Countless incomprehensible codes "sprayed" out from the LCD screen hanging in the center, surrounding Liang Yin and his group as if they had life.