Chapter 189: A Mere Team Rocket, Only Team Plasma is the Strongest

"Wusli, this won't do."

Danyu felt helpless toward her younger brother.

"Since you've already joined the League Club, of course you must battle other members."

Danyu couldn't help but advise Wusli.

"Sorry... sister."

Wusli lowered his head timidly, afraid to look at his sister.

"I didn't say this to make you apologize to me; you haven't wronged me."

Seeing Wusli in this state again, Danyu's tone unconsciously grew stern.

But noticing this, Wusli buried his head even lower.

Seeing this, Danyu felt her anger rise; she had always known her brother was too refined, even somewhat cowardly.

So Danyu had always been prepared to act as a sister; she felt she could protect Wusli well and let Wusli rely on her as much as possible.

But she couldn't protect Wusli in every situation; often, Wusli had to strive on his own.

Yet because she had grown accustomed to a certain way of interacting, Danyu didn't know how to make Wusli 'pull himself together'.

"It looks like you're facing some trouble; do you need help?"

A clear, gentle male voice came over, causing the brother and sister, who had fallen silent, to pause in surprise.

"Who are you?"

Danyu frowned, instinctively stepping in front of Wusli, watching Mamen and the other two approach slowly.

"You aren't students of the academy, are you?"

Danyu quickly confirmed this; she had never seen these three people at the school before.

After all, Mamen and the other two possessed outstanding temperament and appearance; if she had seen them before, Danyu would certainly have remembered.

"Yes, we are visitors here to tour; we just saw the two of you seem to be having a dispute, so we intruded presumptuously."

Mamen wore a gentle smile, easily arousing goodwill.

"No need; he is my brother, and we were just chatting normally."

Hearing this, Danyu spoke coldly, turned, and prepared to take Wusli away.

Wusli hid behind Danyu, watching Mamen and the other two with curiosity and timidity.

"Though I don't know if I should say it, beauty, if you continue to 'protect' him so naturally, your brother may never grow up."

Mamen spoke to Danyu; he actually held no great ill will toward Wusli himself, although in the 'Scarlet and Violet' plot, Wusli's series of actions were indeed somewhat disgusting.

But to be honest, Wusli's 'darkening' was entirely inseparable from Danyu's god-tier moves; to put it bluntly, Wusli ending up that way was entirely Danyu's fault.

Clearly knowing Wusli loved 'ghosts' very much, yet after meeting the protagonist with a ghost, she still deliberately made the protagonist hide from Wusli the series of miraculous events the two of them encountered with the 'ghost'.

Wusli's personality was originally introverted, sensitive, and insecure; being 'rejected' by his own sister and the protagonist he admired drove Wusli further into internal conflict.

Wusli took the mask to question the two about hiding from him the encounter with the 'ghost' and the historical truth, acting extremely angry, yet as a sister, Danyu failed to notice this, instead believing Wusli was simply rebelling due to entering male adolescence.

Absolutely incredible, really.

This directly caused the relationship between the two to drop to freezing point, and Wusli fell completely into extreme 'darkening'.

Ultimately, Danyu, as a sister, was qualified in some aspects, yet unqualified in others.

And Wusli, though he desperately wanted to become stronger, because he had been led by a domineering sister since childhood, habitually relied on his sister; his heart was too sensitive and fragile, and once encountering certain events, he would easily fall into extremes.

"What do you mean by that?"

Hearing this, Danyu paused mid-step, turned, and frowned at Mamen.

"I can see your brother relies on you heavily; for a boy, this really isn't anything good."

Mamen said with a smile.

Danyu glanced at Wusli; Wusli looked at Danyu somewhat at a loss.

"Our business is none of your concern." Yet Danyu was obviously still wary of these strangers; after casting a wary glance at Mamen, she turned and left.

Wusli pressed his lips together, glanced at Mamen, but didn't know what to say.

"Wusli, right? I can see you actually have great talent; don't take your sister's words just now to heart."

Mamen spoke gently to Wusli.

The affirmation and kindness from a stranger made Wusli's golden pupils brighten slightly; he looked at Mamen gratefully.

"You want to become stronger, don't you? You definitely want your sister to look at you with new respect, right?" Mamen looked at this youth and spoke with a smile.

"I..." Hearing this, Wusli was clearly moved; he indeed thought that way.

He also wanted to become stronger, didn't want to be protected by his sister forever; he also longed to become as strong as Du Ruo. (PS: Du Ruo is the Blueberry League Champion.)

But he couldn't do it; for some reason, every time he battled, he would feel a bit intimidated.

"Wusli, let's go!" Danyu's voice came from behind.

Wusli, who had just wanted to say something, fell silent, and with some disappointment prepared to follow Danyu.

"I can understand you, Wusli; believe me, you truly have great potential. Take this; if you are prepared, come find me."

Mamen tossed a business card toward Wusli.

Wusli instinctively caught it, opened his mouth, yet still put the card in his pocket and walked toward Danyu.

Watching the brother and sister disappear from sight, the smile at the corner of Mamen's mouth grew deeper.

"Tsk~ Feeling like Mamen you were just like a pyramid scheme promoter; does this kid impress you that much?"

Cynthia couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, teasing Mamen with a remark.

"For talented people, I have always given respect and affirmation; Cynthia, aren't you the same?"

Mamen laughed helplessly, shrugged, and said so.

"That's true, but I am the Successor Cynthia; who was that kid just now?"

Cheren nodded in deep agreement, yet she did not believe that timid boy just now had any qualification to compare himself with her.

After all, according to his sister, that boy was quite terrible even at battling, wasn't he?

"He just hasn't made up his mind yet, Cheren. What you need to know is that there are people in this world who do possess talent."

Mamon shoved his hands into his pockets, leisurely glancing around as if searching for a target.

"They merely need a catalyst; given just one opportunity, they can unleash talents that leave people in awe."

Indeed, Kieran was a typical representative.

He was not without talent, but what he lacked was only determination and resolve; as long as he possessed sufficient willpower, he could grow stronger at a speed that left people in awe.

"Oh? Really?" Cheren was quite surprised, meaning: did that boy just now have Champion-level potential?

"Wait and see."

Mamon offered no further explanation; after all, the world was so vast, and trainers were countless, but how many Champion-level trainers could actually reach the peak?

"It's not even certain whether that guy will contact you again," Cheren rolled her eyes.

"No, he will definitely contact me."

Mamon smiled mysteriously; he was very confident.

With a domineering sister, a high-pressure environment, and hatred for his own cowardice, Kieran would absolutely contact him.

Because Kieran also wanted to become strong; he also wanted to surpass his sister Bryony, which was why, when the protagonist in the game first defeated Bryony, Kieran admired the protagonist so much.

"So you're that confident he'll join us? Mamon, we are a Dark Organization, you know." Cheren was still curious.

"Cheren, have you ever heard a saying?"

Mamon nodded and smiled at the pretty student girls nearby who had been staring at him, drawing many crisp gasps of surprise.

"The world is neither black nor white, but a refined shade of gray."

"A Dark Organization? That's merely a definition given to us by the Pokémon League, but on this new land of Unova, our Team Rocket is no longer a Dark Organization."

Mamon spoke slowly; after all, a boy like Kieran who had just stepped out of the North Province Area would not know what Team Rocket was.

Even if he did know, so what? Mamon was confident he could persuade a boy like Kieran, who was so inexperienced in the world.

Moreover, once a person has a weakness, they are fragile, and with Kieran's state of mind, he was truly very easy to manipulate.

"As expected of you~" Cheren sighed in admiration.

The world is neither black nor white, but a refined shade of gray.

Even she felt those words were truly too profound.

N's Castle.

This was a castle belonging to N, and also the base of Team Plasma.

"How is it? N, do you have any news?" Ghetsis asked N.

"I apologize, my lord, but currently we have not discovered any trace of that person named Mamon."

N shook his head; his eyes remained dull and lifeless, and his tone was very calm, devoid of emotion.

"Damn, he's hiding very deep indeed."

After being rescued by N from the police station, Ghetsis immediately ordered N to send people to search for Mamon's whereabouts.

Because Alder had rejected his proposal, refusing to cooperate with their Team Plasma.

Ghetsis truly cursed Alder's stupidity in his heart; Team Rocket was such a dangerous evil organization, shouldn't they, as the local power of the Unova region, eliminate Team Rocket first before engaging in internal strife?

Ghetsis could only say that Alder really had no brain at all, which was no wonder the Unova region was becoming increasingly weak among all regions.

However, since the Unova League did not wish to cooperate, Ghetsis would not continue to shamelessly push himself forward; did Ghetsis not care about his face?

Very well, even without support from the Unova League, their Team Plasma could eliminate Team Rocket on their own!

Relying on his adopted son, N, who had already gained the allegiance of the Ideal Dragon God!

Yes, my adopted son N is invincible under heaven!

"Please do not worry, my lord; I believe we will find traces of him very soon." N's tone remained so calm.

"Hmm, how is things over with Colress?" Ghetsis asked N again.

"According to Colress's report, the revival of Genesect is proceeding very smoothly, and furthermore, a shiny special individual has been revived; this individual's strength is far greater than that of the other individuals."

N replied silently.

"Excellent! As long as we can revive the Genesect army, then Team Rocket will be nothing to fear!"

"However, Colress also reported that Genesect is very wild; up to now, not a single individual has a gentle temperament," N stated.

"It doesn't matter; Colress has methods to control them."

Ghetsis trusted Colress greatly, because he had personally witnessed Colress's machines controlling wild Pokémon.

Colress's abilities were absolutely beyond question.

Control... hmm?

N fell silent; his eyes seemed even duller.

He had always regarded Pokémon as his friends; he wanted all Pokémon to attain true happiness.

It was precisely for this reason that he gained the recognition of Zekrom.

But ironically, the Team Plasma he led was 'controlling' Pokémon.

"This is a necessary sacrifice for the success of our ideal world; N, you can understand that, right?"

Ghetsis noticed this point; his voice softened slightly as he persuaded N.

"I understand, my lord." N remained silent; of course, he believed his my lord.

"Hehehe..."

Ghetsis smiled gently, but deep in his eyes lay full disgust for N; if it were not for the fact that he truly needed N, he would not want to feign friendliness toward this monster.

That's right, in Ghetsis's eyes, wasn't N just a monster?

Because N was not a pure human—he was the offspring of a human and a Pokémon, and precisely because of this, N was born with the ability to sense Pokémon emotions.

Isn't that a monster?

So Ghetsis had always despised N, but for the sake of his own plans, he had no choice but to take N in as an adopted son.

Only this way could he better make use of N.

Mamon…

Ghetsis's gaze darkened; he still could not forget the mockery and humiliation Mamon had dealt him that day.

Just you wait! Once we find you, we'll make you pay the price!

Ghetsis let out a cold laugh—N, who possessed Zekrom, and the Genesect Army.

What did a mere Team Rocket amount to before their Team Plasma?

(End of chapter)