Pocket Data Master

Hezhong area, Sanyao City, Dream Research Institute.

"The entry of physiological values ​​is completed."

"The spiritual curve composition is completed."

"Dream data conversion and import... 10%... 30%... 90%... Import failed, rebuilding..."

…

The Giant Needle Bee still suppresses the 'nightmare form' in an isolation room filled with pink mist.

Special floor-to-ceiling windows that are harder than tempered glass, and square buildings made of special sensing devices.

Outside the room, stood a group of researchers wearing long white clothes and looking serious.

Densely packed machines, the dream Pokémon Dream Eclipse that act as energy sources, complex data curves, and the most mysterious and difficult to understand is the spiral tree of life located on the big screen.

This is exactly the genetic code of the giant Stipe Bee at this moment, and the interpreter is Dr. Masaki, who has dark blue waist-length hair and a mysterious temperament.

She looked directly at the ever-changing genetic code, her whole body concentrated and profound.

After a long while, she stretched out her hand and said, "Meng Meng Eclipse, thank you for your hard work, please stop."

"Well..."

Meng Mengxiu on the side let out a cry of exhaustion, then disappeared out of thin air, sneaking into the dreamland to recover her physical strength.

Zhenshen looked at the dimming big screen and asked, "How are the mental and physiological curves?"

"Doctor, you've settled down."

A male researcher looked at the data in his hand and revealed uncontrollable excitement in his words, "Doctor, how on earth did Eagle Moon Scholars cultivate such a giant needle bee? It is simply incredible. He is indeed a genius in the academic world. …”

"Dreams can actually switch between reality and illusion. The power of this giant needle bee is incredible."

"If the research is successful, we can completely build a new self-sufficient metropolis based on this!"

"As expected..."

Zhenshen didn't pay attention to the second half of the other party's words at all.

She looked at the giant needle bee that was constantly absorbing the pink mist of transformation.

After many experiments and analysis by Nazi and Lisa, a preliminary conclusion can be drawn.

There is a power in the giant needle bee that is constantly transforming it...or it is more appropriate to say that it is polluted.

It's like dropping a drop of pitch-black dye into colorless water. The dye spontaneously and disorderly spreads to the limit it can reach.

The reason why the giant needle bee cannot return to its original state is because its own evolutionary instinct does not resist this change.

This is also the reason why the opponent shows a post-mega form.

Genes and pollution sources do not resist each other, but jointly determine this outcome.

However, evolution requires energy, so the giant needle bee itself is constantly burning its own spirit to maintain this state.

Because only in this state can the other party convert dream energy to supplement its own consumption.

Of course, there are other problems, that is, the giant needle bee itself does not have the ability to absorb dream energy.

So to put it simply, the other party now has the method to use dream energy, but does not have the quality to absorb and store this special power.

Therefore, the price of maintaining the 'nightmare form' before was the burning of the spirit and the support of the body.

But now it is on a safe track, with dream Pokémon such as Dream Eclipse providing dream energy as consumption for evolution.

She rubbed her eyes gently, and then walked to a laboratory next to it.

After opening the door, Zhenji glanced over his head, his eyes were evasive and his cheeks were slightly red.

Because there is only one cylindrical construction tank in this laboratory, and an almost naked man is lying in it.

She looked inquiringly at Lisa, who looked calm, and asked, "Miss Joy, how is his health?"

"The sequelae of mega evolution are not a big deal."

Lisa said with an understatement, "If we come here two more times, I guess I can travel to the spirit world."

"There is a young lady in the spirit world who is too persistent with me. Thank you very much."

Dian Momo opened his eyes and spit out a few bubbles.

Originally, the sequelae of mega would not be so serious. The problem was that the mega he performed was too dangerous.

After all, it is equivalent to transporting mega power to the dream space, so it increases the burden on the body.

As he spoke, the nutrient solution around him gradually subsided, and the circular glass door gradually disappeared.

"Is the work of a conservationist so dangerous? In the spirit world, Celebi, Darkrai, are you planning to go to the transcendent time and space to experience the legendary power of sanctions?"

Lisa's tone became stern unconsciously.

"Feel sorry!"

Dian lowered his head without hesitation.

He was very grateful to Ms. Joy, who had always helped check the physical data of his Pokémon, and it seemed that she had taken the time to come here in a hurry this time.

He hesitated for a moment, but still didn't say that he was seeking death and almost met the three gods of XYZ.

Dian was afraid that Miss Joy would be so angry that she was going to die anyway, so it would be better to die in her hands.

"Take care of yourself twice more, and don't use mega evolution in the near future..."

Lisa said with no expression on her face.

After she finished speaking, she sighed loudly, "Mr. Dian, Happy Egg is very worried about you, and that child is really looking forward to you eating its cooking next time."

Dian's face turned pale, but fortunately he couldn't see it at the moment.

Is that happy egg preparing to fight fire with fire, or is it preparing to help the dream demon?

"Is work really dangerous?"

Dr. Masaki took a deep breath, carved something in his palm like a child, and then swallowed it.

She blushed and suddenly said loudly and intermittently: "Dian, Dian, Dianjun!"

"Um?"

Dian put on the clothes Lisa handed over.

Ms. Joy’s career change service is like no one else’s...

"If, if, if you don't mind, that, that..."

Zhen Sheng's head gradually lowered and he began to twist, "That..."

"Truffle wants it too..."

Her voice eventually became farther and farther away, becoming inaudible.

Ah...it's really hard to say that sentence like in the TV series.

Zhenji sighed, "Mr. Dian, it's nothing. The condition of the giant needle bee is as expected, so it will stay in the dream realm for the time being until the body completely adapts to this change. In theory, it can be freely controlled... …”

Before she could finish her words, she heard rapid footsteps.

Tap tap tap...

Before the person arrived, the voice had already come over, "Shen Meng is here to marry you! Why don't you wait a long way to welcome her!"

Dian and Lisa's eyes immediately looked at Zhenshi.

"Haha...Truffle has become obsessed with costume dramas recently."

Zhenji smiled helplessly. Although she also looked at it, she was not as obsessed with it as her sister.

A little girl with a bun and a long period of costume ran in and glanced around with an air of enthusiasm, "Yeah, not bad, you did a good job."

Truffle groped around on his body, and finally seemed to have found something. He nodded slightly to the palace, "You, I have taken a liking to you! Be happy!"

After she finished speaking, she handed the thing in her hand to the palace, "From today on, you are mine...I will take care of you! So...so..."

As she spoke, her eyes gradually became foggy, "So stop doing dangerous things..."

In an instant, the air in the laboratory froze.

Truffles... Ma Shi was surprised at first, then relieved, and finally looked at his sister tenderly.

Lisa next to him covered her mouth and laughed softly, her original anxious mood relieved a lot.

Dian looked at the 10-yuan alliance coin in his hand, which was dark gray in color and served as an iconic portrait.

Although it is only 10 yuan, but no matter what.

Money is money!

He actually had a day when he was taken care of, and his mood suddenly felt warm and soft.

Compared with an empty room, it seems that the people around you are your real home.