Chapter 930: Deliberate Revenge

Shiny Gengar crept after them silently.

One second before exiting the cabin.

A sudden burst of conversation made it freeze mid-motion.

"Hn?"

"Shhh~"

All All Baimu turned his head and signaled Hu Pa to move his horn—it was about to poke right into his nostril!

Hu Pa didn't understand, but finally jabbed it in anyway, then sheepishly giggled and shifted away.

Then the voices suddenly grew louder.

The three immediately perked up their ears, listening intently to the sounds outside.

"Who told you to steal it!!"

"Wish Star? What does that have to do with the Wish Star! You two idiots!"

"If this big operation fails, you two can explain it to Boss Sakaki yourselves!"

The speaker roared in furious rage, triggering low growls from the Pokémon.

Infighting?

Was stealing the Wish Star just the private act of those two Team Rocket members?

The voice sounded vaguely familiar.

And this so-called "big operation"…

After thinking for a moment, All All Baimu grew too lazy to guess blindly—he decided to ask Team Rocket directly.

Of course, before acting, he had to ensure his own safety.

What's the biggest unknown factor when fighting Team Rocket?

【Black Tech】.

As the most prominent villainous organization in the Pokémon anime, they wielded technological gadgets beyond ordinary imagination.

Even Mewtwo had been outmaneuvered by Team Rocket's black tech before.

Even if there was more to this, All All Baimu had to prepare for it—otherwise he might get tripped up by his own carelessness.

Two "Flygon" shadows clinging to the darkness carefully slipped out of the rear cabin.

The landing pad sat atop an open, deserted height.

There was no cover anywhere; in the distance stood a massive gate and a few small doors for personnel.

"Whitey, where are we going now?"

"Find the command center—first, see how many people are here."

"Command center? What's that?"

"It's a place with lots of screens that monitor all kinds of footage… never mind."

Seeing he couldn't explain the concept of a command center to illiterate Hu Pa anytime soon—and this place wasn't safe to linger—

All All Baimu gave up and chose the crude method instead.

After all, it wouldn't take much effort.

The key was not letting any Team Rocket member escape.

"Gengar, yours!"

"Gengaa~"

Gengar shoved both its heads into its extradimensional belly, entering stealth Balance Mode like in a Metal Gear game.

By the way, it knew the technique of suppressing its breath.

All All Baimu learned it through simulation and taught it to Gengar—just as the ninja kid in the simulation taught Infiltration to Infiltration Dragon to enhance its elusive abilities.

Just half a minute after Gengar drifted away.

A group of ground crew towed the aircraft into the base—no one noticed any trace of an intruder landing.

Even the janitors who carried buckets and mopped the floors couldn't tell how many sets of footprints were there—only meticulously erased every single one.

A few minutes later.

Inside a brightly lit corridor.

Gengar clung to the ceiling like a pool of ink, slowly creeping forward.

It was searching for the command center by reading the door signs.

Its extradimensional belly had a basic oxygen supply—no need to worry about the Trainer suffocating—so it had plenty of time.

Thanks to this caution,

No person or Pokémon in the vast base noticed a ghost had slipped in.

The Team Rocket member who stole the Wish Star was contacting Sakaki to claim credit, while the new executive bustled about directing departments to ramp up construction.

Such a precious, untouched virgin land—they absolutely had to claim their share!

Command center.

Before a dense array of screens and control panels, two Team Rocket members idly stared at the monitors; a sleepy Noctowl perched on the back of its chair, one foot hooked, eyes half-closed.

A dark shadow glided soundlessly through the door crack, blending into the shadows beyond the spotlight's reach.

Then—

A pair of blood-red eyes opened, staring eerily down at the humans and Pokémon below.

Multicolored eerie light mixed with the glare of incandescent bulbs.

Right then—

The two Team Rocket members grew drowsy as if struck on the back of the head; the already half-asleep Noctowl blew a snot bubble.

They never even realized anything was wrong before falling into deep sleep under Gengar's hypnosis.

"Exquisite technique—excellent, excellent."

All All Baimu stepped out of Gengar's extradimensional belly onto the floor, praising it lavishly.

Gengar grinned smugly, "Hehehehe~"

Hu Pa gawked around curiously, "This is the 'Pig Fear Room'—"

"It's the command center."

He corrected Hu Pa's pronunciation and sent out Poliwhirl II to seize control of the base's power and computer systems.

With these two prerequisites secured, he could safely proceed to capture people.

Otherwise, All All Baimu would've preferred standing outside the base and having Reuniclus stab a snow spear right through the door!

But that would've made cleanup too messy and capturing people too inconvenient—he didn't do it.

All All Baimu carefully reviewed every person who appeared on the surveillance footage.

"Huh? It's them? No wonder the voice sounded familiar."

A smirk curled his lips.

He never expected Team Rocket would send two familiar faces—this time, you won't escape so easily!

He told Hu Pa to deliver the two sleeping Team Rocket members and the Noctowl to Shan Ren, saying: "More people will be coming soon—get ready to receive them."

"Need backup?"

"No need for on-site backup—too many people might spook them. I'll give you the base's location—send people to seal off the perimeter and prevent any escapees."

A few simple exchanges.

All All Baimu returned to the Team Rocket base.

After all, this wasn't Team Rocket's headquarters—there wasn't even a single familiar executive here—he could handle it alone.

"Almost ready… prepare to cut the power, shut the gate, lock the doors, release Gengar!"

He donned tactical goggles and a gas mask, then drew his reliable stun baton.

Then he released Dragapult and Galarian Corsola, placing the latter on his shoulder.

All set—waiting only for the signal!

So—

Snap!

A sharp crack echoed overhead as the power went out; the unfinished Team Rocket base plunged into darkness.

Shouts of alarm erupted outside.

All All Baimu opened the door and stepped out, telling Dragapult behind him: "Knock out anyone and any Pokémon heading for the command center—say nothing."

"Lusso!"

Dragapult nodded.

Hu Pa gazed around wildly, asking: "Whitey, what are we even playing? It's pitch black."

"Of course we're playing tag—the reason I turned off the lights, obviously."

He smiled. "You just watch. When I tell you to act, then act—okay?"

Hu Pa blinked. "Okay."

Who knew if it actually listened.

—

Inside the dim base.

Emergency lights cast faint glows.

The blond giant Pusen grabbed a running man in a fit of rage.

"What's going on!"

"Power's out! No response from the main control room! The power room isn't answering either!"

The man explained rapidly.

Coincidence?

Pusen instinctively felt this wasn't simple—he immediately moved to contact Basu, wherever he was on this floor.

But the moment he pulled out his communication device, his face turned pale.

"Signal's gone!"

The communication system and power system were completely independent—power cut, network down, signal gone?

Someone's infiltrated!

Without hesitation, he hurled a Poké Ball forward.

Boom!

"Bwaaah~"

Rotting Smogmon landed on the ground.

"Alert everyone! Gather on the open ground outside! Someone's invaded the base!" Pusen growled.

His top priority was finding Basu—once they reunited, they could decide whether to fight or flee.

So what was his good buddy doing right now?

Playing hide-and-seek.

In the dim corridor, Basu clutched his dislocated right arm, blood staining his silver hair.

He bit down hard on his lower lip, stifling his ragged breaths.

It's him again!

When did he come back?!

After all the effort to earn a chance at redemption from Boss Sakaki—damn it! Damn it damn it!

Basu nearly bit through his lip.

The opponent struck without warning; in his panic, Steelix hadn't even been released before it was snatched away.

If he hadn't secretly kept a Gas Ball and used smoke as cover in time, he never would've held out this long!

He knew exactly why the man had shown up now—the useless Wish Star!

The mistakes of those two fools were now his to pay for!

Basu trembled with rage.

"Buddy, what's got you so mad? Your face is red."

A faint voice suddenly echoed above his head—his body froze instantly.

The next second.

As Basu lunged forward.

A crushing force slammed onto his back, driving his chest into the ground!

Crack!

He could almost hear the sound of bones breaking.

"Aaaah!!"

Basu screamed in agony.

Given his physique, even playing with Steelix shouldn't have left him this badly injured.

It proved just how brutally the man had struck.

Just like back in Meteor Village!

"You won't have such good luck this time. Get ready to rot in a cell in Oure."

The voice beside his ear was like the scythe of Death itself.

Overwhelmed by sudden agony, Basu lost consciousness.

Then.

A glowing, radiant ring appeared out of nowhere, slowly swallowing him whole.

"How many left?"

"Thirty-six remaining, including the second target, Pusen."

"Good."

All All Baimu's gaze swept across the multitude of avatars on his phone screen.

Undoubtedly.

This was the list of base personnel seized by Polygarde II from Team Rocket's administrative system.

Though Team Rocket was a villainous organization, it had every formal regulation imaginable—just like the "large corporation" facade it wore.

It had its own proprietary administrative system, containing all the usual corporate elements.

Such as evaluations, attendance, benefits, and so on.

Team Rocket even went so far as to pay taxes for its own employees!

Of course.

None of this mattered to All All Baimu.

But once he learned Polygarde II could use Team Rocket's administrative system to spy on their various bases, he couldn't suppress a thought.

Go straight in!

You build a base in the Oure region? He'll destroy one.

In fact,

All All Baimu's impression of Sakaki was no worse than that of Team Rocket's trio.

Never mind the comic relief from the anime—the Sakaki in the Special Edition, desperately searching for his son Silver, radiating paternal love, had moved him deeply when he first read the manga.

But one thing at a time.

As a "fan," he had no qualms about shouting "Boss!" to Sakaki from inside a prison cell—or even at his grave.

"Come on! Let me take care of these fools first!"

All All Baimu gripped his sparking electric baton and sprinted toward the location of the next Team Rocket member.

Not long after,

He cleared out all Team Rocket members inside the base.

The remaining personnel were mostly outdoors—engineers from the construction department.

He frowned: "Where's Pusen?"

That blond, muscular guy was supposed to be inseparable from his partner Basu, right?

Polygarde phone said: "Outside. Lying in wait with the others, waiting for you to come out."

"Did they activate any robots?"

"All their robots are electric. I cut the power in the main control room—they can't start them up."

"Good. Just crush them. Hu Pa! Open a portal in the sky outside!"

"Hu Pa~ Got it!"

The ring opened.

Boom!

A flash of white light.

The ferocious Dragonite drew a deep breath—three purple beams erupted from its heads, instantly surging into the ring!

Outside the base,

Pusen and the waiting Team Rocket members felt the sky above suddenly darken—they instinctively looked up.

What they saw shook them to their core.

Inside a massive golden ring, countless deep-purple meteors rained down like a torrential storm, like divine punishment—falling as blinding light arrows!

Swoosh—swoosh—swoosh—

The air screamed with terrifying whistles!

"Take cover!!"

Pusen's face twisted in terror—he scrambled with Smogmon to find shelter, but it was already too late.

Boom! Boom! Boom!!

Deafening explosions tore craters into the earth.

The meteor swarm hammered the ground like saturation bombardment from the horizon—terrifying Dragon-type energy licked every inch of soil, igniting deep purple flames!

Team Rocket members and their Pokémon were smashed into screams and chaos, scrambling desperately for cover—but within moments, they were all knocked down.

This devastation lasted exactly one minute.

Clearly,

More than one meteor swarm had descended.

When the smoke rose thickly across the base's outer grounds, everything visible was shattered.

"Anyone still standing?"

The ring appeared again.

But this time, it was on the ground.

All All Baimu walked out calmly wearing a mask; through his tactical visor, he saw that nearly all people and Pokémon lay sprawled on the ground—

"Huh?"

He lunged sideways in an instant; several stinking clumps of mud skimmed past his body and slammed onto the ground, exploding into splatters.

Who threw that shit!

All All Baimu glared angrily toward where the mud had come from—and saw a Gunk Shot, its mouth dripping blood, with Puson pinned beneath it, raising its poison hand.

Puson's face was filled with disappointment.

"Failed… ah."

He had held on this long just for that one moment of attack—yet the opponent had sensed it in advance and dodged.

Monster!

He couldn't believe one person had taken down so many of them.

"Still big-bodied but small-brained—you're far easier to handle than your partner, Puson."

All All Baimu removed his mask.

The familiar face made Puson's eyes widen.

"It's you! Again you!"

He could never forget that day—when a perfect situation was ruined by just one person!

"I should be asking you that—who gave you the courage to come onto my territory and cause trouble?"

All All Baimu stepped forward with a smiling face.

The Gunk Shot seemed ready to attack, but was instantly bound by a psychic force released from a Poliwhirl, then forcibly flung aside.

Puson's eyes trembled as All All Baimu seized his hair and yanked his upper body upward.

"Ugh!"

"You should be grateful I'm a good person, Puson. Speak—why did you come to Oulei? My patience is limited."

All All Baimu's cold words plunged Puson into an icy abyss.

Thick malice and a murderous aura wrapped around his neck like a rope, choking the breath from him.