Chapter 20: Gladia Feels Very Fulfilled

In the blink of an eye, time arrived at the opening day of the entertainment city.

Guzma, the boss of the entertainment city, rarely wore formal attire, yet he seemed quite unaccustomed to it.

Moreover, although he had changed into a suit, Guzma's face still looked quite fierce, appearing very intimidating, with a thick aura of a thug about him.

Hmm, this is probably something he'll never change in his lifetime.

The first day of the entertainment city's opening was undoubtedly extremely lively; the entire street was packed with people.

During this period, driven by newspapers that had been bribed, reports and advertisements about the entertainment city and Guzma flew all over Alola.

The effect was particularly significant; countless people were very interested in the former Alola overlord Guzma changing careers.

They were also interested in whether the people who happily entered to play today would come out weeping and disheveled.

Hmm, after all, in Alola, Guzma had such a reputation.

The ribbon-cutting ceremony proceeded perfectly, and Guzma grinned with great joy.

It's quite simple; this great master can handle it easily!

"Hahaha~ Everyone, please come and support us in the future. The playability of our Llama Entertainment City is absolutely the best in the world."

Guzma laughed loudly while facing a group of reporters, among whom were many old acquaintances.

For instance, his former master Hala, and that annoying Kukui; at this moment, their complex and astonished eyes made Guzma feel absolutely thrilled!

That's right, it has to be like this!

This great master said it: one day, this great master will make everyone look up to him!

And today is merely the beginning.

Guzma shouted "Awesome, awesome, awesome," but...

"Mr. Guzma, we all know that before this, you were the leader of the Skull Gang. May I ask, why did you suddenly open an entertainment city now?"

A reporter suddenly asked.

Upon hearing this, the other reporters looked at this colleague with shock and admiration; woc! There really are people who aren't afraid of death!

Guzma's face immediately turned ugly; his fierce gaze fixed on this reporter. The reporter only felt his spine turn cold, as if being stared at by some flood or fierce beast, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

But the reporter did not retreat! He must bravely resist evil forces!

"Mr. Guzma, could you please answer?"

The reporter continued to ask, forcing himself to be brave.

"Hehehe..." Guzma looked at this reporter and couldn't help but laugh lowly.

"What Skull Gang leader? The Skull Gang has already been disbanded by me; I opened this entertainment city in my personal capacity."

This line of talk had been taught to him by his assistant before the opening.

"Then where did the funds to open the entertainment city come from? Did you use the money the Skull Gang robbed before?" The reporter, unwilling to give up, continued to ask.

"A friend gave it. Is that any of your business?"

Guzma was getting a bit impatient.

"But you used to..."

"No 'buts'. Who in the entire Alola region doesn't know that this great master is a good person who loves to help others? This great master has been a law-abiding citizen from start to finish."

Guzma waved his hand, directly cutting off this reporter's words, his voice loud and powerful.

"Ah?" The reporter was dumbfounded.

"Mr. Guzma, do you still remember me?"

This reporter pointed to himself and asked Guzma.

"You fuc... who are you?"

Guzma glared fiercely at this reporter who was looking for trouble; he subconsciously wanted to curse, but Guzma held it back; he was a civilized person now.

Guzma had already decided that after the opening ceremony ended, he would definitely give him a good beating.

If he doesn't make this damn guy stay in the hospital for a week, then Guzma's name will be written backwards.

"Half a year ago, I accidentally bumped into you, and you punched me several times."

The reporter spoke of his sad story; the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. Clearly, he was about to apologize, but before the words even left his mouth, Guzma's fist came at him first.

"You knocked out two of my teeth."

"..."

Guzma fell into thought; he was trying to recall if this happened, but he couldn't; he couldn't remember.

He had bullied far too many people, let alone this kid bumping into him.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Guzma waved his big hand, cutting it off decisively, his voice loud enough to be terrifying.

"There is absolutely no such thing; you stinking kid, what is your intention in spreading rumors here?"

Guzma glared angrily at this reporter.

"Who doesn't know my character, Guzma? This great master has been a pure and simple good citizen of Alola since birth; how dare you slander this great master!"

"???" The reporter looked completely confused: "You..."

"Shut up! Stinking kid, I can tell at a glance that you are not a good person! You must have been paid by someone to come and cause trouble, right? Security! Where is security? Hurry up and drag this guy out!"

"Wait! It's a misunderstanding! Mr. Guzma, how can you be like this... wuwuwu!"

Two burly, muscular bodyguard brothers walked over, forcibly dragging this reporter away, and in the process, covered the mouth of the constantly 'protesting' reporter.

This scene...

The surrounding reporters felt their mouths a bit dry, and their eager hearts successfully calmed down.

Although reporting is important, Safety Is More Important, right?

"This guy Guzma..."

In the corner, Mamon watched Guzma on the stage with an amused expression.

"Never mind, as long as no major blunders occurred."

The original plan was merely to borrow Guzma's fame to generate some buzz for the newly opened entertainment city; now it seemed perfect.

"Mamon, I feel Mr. Guzma is not very suited to managing the entertainment city indefinitely."

Standing beside Mamon, Caitlin, wearing a white lady's hat, spoke to Mamon in a tactful manner.

"Mm, it's fine. Once the initial opening period of the entertainment city passes, I will have someone take over; by then, Guzma will only need to lend his name."

Mamon naturally knew this; Guzma possessed absolutely no management talent, and his personality was entirely unsuitable.

"Let's go." Mamon led Caitlin away from the scene.

"Caitlin, how have you been feeling recently?"

As the two strolled down the street, Mamon asked Caitlin with a smile.

"Very fulfilling," Caitlin replied with a gentle, faint smile: "Much richer than my previous life; I like it very much."

What did she do every day now?

In the morning, she led a team of Team Rocket members to raid the bases of Hunter organizations; if time permitted, she would raid another one.

After returning in the afternoon, she would contact Lance or Guzma for special training sparring; if both were unavailable, she would find Mamon, and Mamon would also accompany her for special training.

To be honest, Caitlin did not really want to spar with Mamon; Mamon's battle style...

How to put it? Caitlin could not describe it.

But emotions do not lie; losing to Lance and Guzma ten times did not make her psychic powers stir, but sparring with Mamon once caused her eyes to begin flashing with blue light.

Regarding this, Mamon stated that it was all for her own good, a way to temper her mind.

(End of this chapter)