Pokémon: Start as a Pirate!

Hei Yu covered his body, noticed that the fighting in the deep tunnel had ended, and walked forward cautiously.

He walked through a bumpy and extremely difficult tunnel.

Hei Yu finally entered a dim cave, and only heard the panting of elves and the whispers of humans.

"It's really bad luck that I can meet a team of Rockets in such a remote branch, which wastes time."

"Don't complain anymore. Fortunately, the Rockets team we met are not strong. It's important to escort the elf eggs. Otherwise, the old man of the family will blame us, and you and I will be in trouble."

"Oh, I know, I know, second uncle, you have been nagging many times. Isn't the elf egg of Young Kiras fine? Why are you so nervous?"

A middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life and a fair-skinned young man were panting and talking against the wall. Watching the elves cleaning the battlefield.

There were dozens of bodies of Rocket Team soldiers lying in all directions in the cave, and two of them had squadron leader badges on their chests.

In addition to human bodies, elf bodies were everywhere.

Especially the bodies of poisonous elves, the toxins in their bodies even corroded the ground.

With a sweep of Hei Yu's evil power, the situation in the cave was instantly clear. He could see several rock-type elves cleaning the battlefield.

Among them, he even saw a fossil Pokémon, Scythe Helm!

"From the conversation between these two people, they should be members of the Wu Neng family. They are uncle and nephew to each other, and they have Scythe Helm, so they must be direct descendants!" Hei Yu muttered in his heart.

No wonder he was assigned such an important task. Being able to escort the quasi-god elf egg shows that he is deeply trusted in the clan.

Scythe Helm wandered in the cave, waving the sharp sickles and cutting the bodies skillfully. In just a few tens of seconds, the gall of a highly poisonous Arbok snake was taken out.

"Haha, it seems that you have trained Scythe well. It's worth it that I have lost my face and used up my favors to get you this rare fossil Pokémon." The middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life said lightly.

The fair-skinned young man carefully placed the incubator in his hand on the rock and responded: "Thanks to your help, second uncle, otherwise how could my nephew become an elite trainer today."

Hearing his nephew's words of gratitude, a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes, and he sighed: "No need to be polite. When I went out with your parents, they risked their lives to save me in times of danger. I have no children in my life, and I have long regarded you as my son."

"It's a pity that my second uncle has limited ability. Although he has barely become a deacon with a higher status in the family and is in charge of some rights of the Nibi Auction House, he can't help with breaking through the Quasi-King."

When talking about this, the young man's face drooped. Of course, he knew that his second uncle had tried his best.

After all, the second uncle himself is only a quasi-king.

As for him, he had reached the peak of the elite level at the age of 25, and he could not make any further progress. He was stuck for three years, and his main Pokémon could not break through.

Now the second team he trained is about to break through the elite level, but he still has no idea about breaking through the quasi-king.

"Alas, Master Xiaogang is so lucky. His initial Pokémon can let the family prepare a quasi-god for him. Second uncle, how much do you think this Pokémon egg is worth?" The young man stared at the Pokémon egg in the incubator beside him with a fiery look in his eyes.

As a trainer specializing in rock, I am afraid no one can resist the temptation of a "Desert Tyrant".

"Shut up! Is this something you and I can discuss? Be careful of the mouth, especially now that Yuejian Mountain has been attacked and the family is in turmoil, you must be more cautious!"

Looking at this outspoken nephew, he couldn't help but worry.

As a deacon sitting in the auction house, he has been in this position for decades and has dealt with countless people of all kinds.

But it was a real headache for his nephew.

He was indeed talented. At the age of 28, he had already firmly become the first person under the quasi-king in the Wu Neng family.

Especially some time ago, he defeated an old elite in the family. You know, that person formed a small sandstorm team, and the dragon-headed mole that drilled into the ground with one hand was even more difficult to beat.

In the end, he was defeated by his nephew's sickle helmet, which was also his proudest thing.

But his nephew was really poor in emotional intelligence, and it could even be said that he was a little cynical.

He had been blamed by the elders of the family for speaking without restraint more than once.

But seeing his nephew shrinking his neck and looking a little scared, his expression eased again and he said, "Don't blame me for being too lenient. The elders of the family don't have a good impression of you. If you want to continue to climb up in the future, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

"Let's put it this way. If you can break through to the Quasi-Heavenly King within two years, that is, before the age of 30, I will risk my old face to ask the elders for you and try to apply for a quasi-god quota for you."

The middle-aged man sighed and looked at his nephew lovingly.

Breaking through to the Quasi-Heavenly King at the age of 30, such a "resume and record" is also very good for the Wu Neng family at its peak, but it is far from the top.

However, the Wu Neng family has been weakening over the years. After this incident, I'm afraid that the new generation of the family will suffer a lot of casualties.

So he predicted that the family would probably vigorously cultivate the next generation.

So as long as his nephew is able to do well, he is still willing to sacrifice his old face. After all, he has been in charge of the auction house for the family for more than ten years and has made a lot of profits.

Even if he has exhausted his accumulated connections and affection, he will fight for his nephew's future.

In fact, sometimes he also thought in the middle of the night that if all the resources invested in his nephew over the years were used on himself, would he have already become a senior quasi-king strongman.

But thinking of the life-saving grace of his elder brother and elder sister-in-law, he still sighed deeply with a firm look in his eyes.

"Brother, I owe you a life, I can only try my best to make up for it on your son." The middle-aged man took a deep breath and thought to himself.

The young man on the side lowered his head and held the incubator containing the young Kiras elf egg in his arms. He seemed to be carefully guarding the elf egg, but in fact, greed had already emerged in his heart.

"I know, Uncle, I will be careful about what I say and do in the future." Although he said this, the resentful eyes hidden in the hair by his bangs betrayed his inconsistency.

Why? Why?

Why have I been an orphan since I was a child?

Why can I only choose the ones left by others when I choose my initial elves?

When he thought that the elf egg in his arms was prepared for Wu Neng • Gang, who had never met him and was still a tiny person, he felt unbalanced instantly.

Why can others have what I have fought so hard for when they are born?

Why is the end of my struggle just the starting point of others' lives?

His heart had long been twisted, and he was filled with infinite jealousy.

But when he saw his uncle next to him, he pretended again and regained his high-spirited look.

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