Chapter 132: The Showdown Scene

"It's hard for me to explain it clearly to you right now, and it needs time to be verified."

Shan Ren said, "I can only tell you that once he leaves Yellow Iron Town, this town will be completely out of his control."

Hmm?

This tone of an impending storm made Baimu freeze for a moment. Just as he was about to ask something, he heard Shan Ren continue.

"Are you having a real headache right now over what to do with the daily care of the Single-Headed Dragon?"

"Uh, indeed."

He had to admit that the Single-Headed Dragon was currently a hot potato.

As long as he exposed it in front of others, the mayor would soon learn that a certain someone who participated in the auction happened to have a gifted Single-Headed Dragon.

With the poaching gang taken out on the spot, the mayor must have already treated the Single-Headed Dragons as his private property and would absolutely not let him off.

Considering this, Baimu even felt like running away on the spot.

But now he really couldn't run. The raid on the Hound Squad's mine some days ago had earned him thirty million and cadre treatment, but it had also pushed him into the limelight, making it impossible to keep a low profile even if he wanted to.

Moreover, Cang Zhi Lang had already reported him to the boss, intending to decide based on his situation whether to appoint him to a cadre position.

The Crystal Squad, which held an old grudge, would certainly be watching him closely, thinking about how to drag him down rather than continue cultivating another great enemy.

Slipping away at this moment, whether successful or not, would implicate Otsuka, Narihiro, and other team members, as well as the people of Qingyi Street. Even Flobo and Master Liu Ge would be affected.

The latter two might have some grand plan, and having long been under their care, he shouldn't implicate them by any sense of reason or sentiment.

If he truly threw everything aside and ran off without a care, what would that make him?

Then what should he do...

Not exposing the Single-Headed Dragon to others for the time being wasn't actually a big problem. The key was that it couldn't go without a physical checkup forever. As long as it trained, it would inevitably sustain injuries, and these injuries weren't something he could completely resolve.

Keep dragging it out until the day he could leave?

The troubled Baimu received a considerate hint from Shan Ren.

"I personally can't help you for now—there are too many eyes around me, so it's inconvenient to do anything. Besides, you don't need to seek far and wide; go find Flobo, tell him your predicament, and he'll help you."

"Flobo!? You know him?"

"... Huh? I thought you'd make the connection when you saw that Ditto. I even specifically mentioned the Ditto was borrowed."

"... That was stupid of me."

Baimu covered his forehead.

He never would have imagined Shan Ren and Flobo had a connection, since at first glance they had no overlap at all, except that both had used a Ditto.

These two people know each other? Are they in the same group? Or do they have some special connection?

Perhaps this time seeking help would yield part of the answer from them.

—

The dungeon office building.

Although he had already become a candidate cadre, before fully taking office, Baimu still belonged to a squad captain under Master Liu Ge.

He needed to follow his commands.

"Huh? The cadre's here?"

"The cadre's so free today? The restaurant isn't open, is it? I was hoping to grab a meal."

Other squad captains under Master Liu Ge spoke up in a teasing manner.

Baimu wasn't annoyed either. He looked around and asked, "Where's Flobo? Have any of you seen him?"

"—Over here~"

From a corner of the office area, a hand went up.

He hurried over and immediately saw Flobo lying on a reclined bench, the latter's face covered with an eye mask. "Why not go home to sleep?"

"Sleeping anywhere is the same." Flobo waved his hand and said softly, almost moaning, "What do you need me for?"

Baimu instinctively glanced at the other squad captains nearby, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "It's about something related to the auction the other day."

The moment Flobo heard this, he immediately took off his eye mask.

"Awoo was spotted?"

Once this sentence was spoken, it thoroughly confirmed that Flobo had been in contact with Shan Ren.

Connecting some of the mysterious things the latter had said earlier, he had a feeling something really big was about to happen.

And hearing Flobo's words, the other squad captains also cast curious glances one after another.

Seeing that Flobo had no intention of hiding it at all, Baimu said:

"No, it's that the Grandmother of Long Zhi Xiang allowed me to adopt a Single-Headed Dragon, but as you know, the mayor is investigating, so I can't just expose it..."

"Hold on—you said the Grandmother of Long Zhi Xiang gave you a Single-Headed Dragon?" Flobo seemed very surprised. "Why?"

"Because... Awoo and the Grandmother think I'm a descendant of a Dragon Tamer."

Baimu explained in a fluster, and in the blink of an eye saw Flobo staring at him dumbfounded, with even the surrounding squad captains wearing blank expressions.

"You're a descendant of a Dragon Tamer?" someone said in a trembling voice.

"I don't know! I barely have any memories of my parents—I was purely raised by the neighbors!" He spread his hands helplessly. "I went to ask those neighbors a couple of days ago, and they said my family had moved here from somewhere else."

"And then?"

"And then I found the original address, only to discover the people there didn't even know I existed!"

Baimu was also very troubled when it came to this. "I even checked the Quicksand Squad's household registry and found their registry management is a complete mess! The parents listed for me are actually the parents of one of my squad members!

"It's as if I dropped from the sky, but the neighbors all say they've seen my parents—they even worked!"

Flobo listened to his complaints and exchanged a glance with the other squad captains.

They had long ago investigated Baimu's background and long known he was an orphan, including the fact that the parents on the registry weren't his real parents.

But since the Quicksand Squad had many people without identities—underground black kiln workers—and it was something from over a decade ago that simply couldn't be traced, they hadn't pursued it further. Knowing what kind of person Baimu was, that was enough.

Who would have thought that after all Baimu's stirring around, he actually turned out to be a descendant of Dragon Tamers!

Flopo fell into thought, while someone nearby went to inform Master Liu Ge of this news.

Not long after.

Master Liu Ge also rushed out of the office, grabbed Baimu and flipped his face back and forth, "How does one identify a descendant of the Dragon Folk?"

"Where could one possibly tell? The most ancient Dragon Folk branched out across various regions hundreds of thousands of years ago, so whether it's hair color or eye color, there are differences."

Flopo shook his head.

Baimu then raised his hand and said: "Well, uh, big brother, I actually came here because I have other urgent business, not to trace my own identity."

"Urgent business? What urgent business?" Master Liu Ge was taken aback.

"It's just that my single-headed dragon can't go into the Pokémon Center for an examination, or the town chief will find out..." he said in a slightly lowered voice.

Master Liu Ge was stunned by the words, then asked curiously: "Why did you come to us for help?"

"Shanen told me to."

The people around, hearing this name, immediately showed expressions of being unable to laugh or cry.

"This kid, really has no shame, what does he take us for?" someone said, speechless.

Flopo, however, waved his hand, "Hey, you can't put it that way. At least whenever he does an operation, he notifies us and asks for our opinion — that's already respectful enough."