Pokémon Invasion Marvel

"That's it."

Aning nodded thoughtfully, she already roughly understood Emerson's plan.

"By the way, where's the mad dog? What plans do you have for him?"

Aning then asked about Emerson's arrangements for the mad dog.

"How about the security captain?"

Emerson pondered slightly and gave such a position.

"How dare you use it!"

Aning held his forehead and looked at Emerson speechlessly.

She could imagine a mad dog working as a security guard.

He stood at the door with a vicious look, and anyone who caused trouble would have their legs broken.

"This is for your sake. You know, the captain of the security team can get an elf egg from me."

Emerson looked like a mad dog who had benefited greatly.

"Don't you need a lot of money to get elf eggs?"

Aning looked at Emerson suspiciously, wanting an answer.

"Yeah, I didn't say I didn't want money."

Emerson looked like it was natural.

He had already planned that the early promotion of elves would mainly focus on wealthy people.

Things are rare and valuable, and no rich person would refuse such a partner with extraordinary power.

As for when he plans to develop a large number of trainers, the elf eggs will naturally be lowered to a certain standard.

Even if it could be promoted vigorously in the early stage, Emerson would not do it.

As much ability as you have, you can do as much work as you want.

Emerson still understands this truth.

He believed that if he started, he would distribute elf eggs widely.

Then he is not far from tragedy!

Even if there are possible obstacles in the future, Emerson has already thought of ways to deal with them.

That's power!

In the Marvel Universe, just move on.

I don’t expect to be victorious in every battle, I just hope that I can say this to others in the future.

"Don't care who the other person is, if you meet me, it's 50-50!"

"Mad Dog has never even seen an elf, will he willingly pay for it?"

There is one thing An Ning didn't say, that is, whether Mad Dog has the money or not is still a question.

"If I don't still have you, you can tell him."

Emerson glanced at Aning strangely, wondering why she would say that.

"Oh, are you going to let me prove it to him like this?"

As Aning spoke, he picked up the fish tank containing Xiaomei.

"..."

This answer was truly unexpected by Emerson.

He thought that as long as Aning said it and released Xiaomei to the mad dog, it would be done.

Unexpectedly, Aning was so unsure.

"Then let him go with me. He will think clearly when he comes back."

But this is not a difficult problem for Emerson.

Aning had no way to prove it, but he had plenty of ideas.

As long as you take Mad Dog with you when training Hunter, he will naturally know what kind of power the elves represent.

"Where are you going again?"

Thinking of what happened to Emerson last time he went out, Aning asked worriedly.

"This time is not an expedition, but a special training for Hunter. He has just evolved and is in the period of rapid development of strength."

Aning's worried expression was not concealed, and Emerson naturally understood what she was thinking and patiently explained to her.

"Then can I go?"

"Your most important task now is to train your Xiaomei so that she can develop combat effectiveness as soon as possible.

Also, don’t you want to see what Xiaomei looks like after she evolves?”

Emerson also wanted to take Aning with him. The two had just been together, and he didn't want to separate, but the water-type Ugly Fish couldn't adapt to where he was going at this stage.

"All right."

Aning also knew what Emerson meant, but he still deliberately acted like a little woman.

Seeing Aning's appearance, Emerson naturally wanted to comfort her.

However, the way of comfort is a little special.

"Ah, Xiaomei is still outside!"

"Put it away quickly!"

As the short conversation ended, comforting whispers gradually began.

This comfort lasts until the bright moon hangs high and the stars are twinkling.

Emerson, who was hungry, let An Ning go and went out to look for food.

As for Aning, he is quietly recovering his exhausted energy.

As soon as Emerson came downstairs, he met old Jack who lived downstairs.

Old Jack looked Emerson up and down and gave him a thumbs up with both hands.

"Hahaha!"

Emerson understood what he meant and couldn't help laughing.

No matter which man is praised by others in this aspect, he deserves to be happy.

"Would you like a drink? Give your kidneys some relief."

Old Jack picked up the wine glass in front of him and motioned to Emerson.

"No problem, but I need to deliver a takeaway first."

Emerson already had some food in his hand. After receiving Old Jack's invitation, he pointed to the top of his head.

"What a lucky boy!"

Watching Emerson go upstairs, Old Jack sighed while placing a wine glass on the opposite side.

"Old Jack, where is your family?"

After briefly explaining to Aning, Emerson went downstairs to drink with Old Jack.

After chatting for a while, Emerson took the initiative to stir up the topic.

"My only family is my son, who is in the Air Force and only comes back during holidays."

Old Jack didn't hide anything. When he mentioned his son, his face was full of pride.

Obviously, his son joined the army, which made the old cowboy very proud.

"Oh, the Air Force is very strict."

Emerson's timely compliment made Old Jack laugh heartily.

"Hahaha, I can introduce you to each other. You are all the same great guys."

When old Jack praised Emerson, he also did not forget to praise his own son.

"His name is Sam Wilson. The most proud thing in my life is that I have cultivated a real man."

Old Jack obviously wasn't joking and immediately told his son's name.

The moment he said his name, Emerson's hand holding the cup paused unconsciously.

"Sam Wilson, he has heard of this name."

In the following time, with Emerson's deliberate maintenance, the atmosphere at the wine table became better and better.

If Emerson hadn't agreed, Old Jack, who had drunk too much, even proposed that Emerson be his son's godfather.

But when Emerson refused with a smile, he also said this to old Jack.

"If you need anything in the future, you can contact me at any time."

His words were not without purpose. Ever since Old Jack said his son's name, everything he had done was to pave the way for these words.

However, whether Old Jack remembers it or not is not something he can know.

But with the foreshadowing, it will be easier to bring up this sentence next time.

As soon as he returned to the room, Aning noticed something strange about Emerson and asked curiously.

"What makes you so happy?"

"It's nothing, it's just a foreshadowing for the future."