The Rockets of the Spirits Start

Fengyuan Continent, Shuijing City.

In a dilapidated and dimly lit room, Lance's face suddenly became serious as he clutched Team Rocket's exclusive communication device with both hands.

Looking at the short two lines of text on the screen, the pupils couldn't help shrinking violently a few times, forcibly suppressing the hesitation and powerlessness in his heart, he turned his head to Lambda who was waiting beside him, and said in a low voice:

"Master Banmu announces that Team Rocket is disbanded."

The words Lance said instantly made Lambda's face change wildly. He couldn't believe that this was the message from the leader Banmu. He snatched the communication device from Lance's hand and looked anxiously at the Word.

"I declare that the Rockets are disbanded."

"Allow senior cadres in various regions to stand on their own, and at the same time return to the temporary headquarters to receive the last resources."

"——Boss Banmu."

After Lambda read the news, his eyes were filled with disbelief, as if his whole spiritual world had collapsed.

silence…

still silent...

The desolate and silent atmosphere in the room lasted until Lance took back the communication device in Lambda's hand, took out the beast battlefield information that he had just received this morning, and asked in a calm tone.

"Lambda, the authority of Master Banmu's contact device account has been completely locked, you should understand what this means."

Knowing that Lance wanted to tell himself that they could no longer contact Lambda, the leader of Banmu.

Looking down at Lance's hand, the information on the beast battlefield that was only delivered to him by the undercover agent this morning, there was an inexplicable gleam of hope in his eyes.

"From now on, finding Mr. Banmu is our first task."

"In addition, according to the war process described in this information, the divine beast in charge will also become the target of the two of us on the way, as a gift to welcome Lord Banmu's return."

"That's what you wanted to tell me, Lance."

Hearing Lambda's unexpectedly serious analysis, Lance's mentality gradually returned to normal in the passing time. After nodding seriously at him, he continued following his words:

"I'm afraid that the news of the disbandment of the Rockets has been received by senior cadres in various regions, and even ordinary cadres may have been notified by Mr. Banmu."

"So we have to divide our forces into two groups. You will go to the Shen'ao area to negotiate with the three beast warriors, and tell me the attitude of the three of them through the contact device."

"And I will personally return to Kanto Continent to reorganize the personnel who have not defected in each base, and search for clues about the location of Mr. Banmu."

After listening to Lance's supplement, Lambda turned around and quickly walked towards the exit of the sewer. At the same time, he said in an extremely firm tone:

"Without further delay, I will go to the Sinnoh area to contact the three beast warriors now."

"However, before you return to Guandu, it's best to talk to Ma Zhishi first."

Lance, who was standing in front of the dilapidated wooden table in the room, heard Lambda's advice, and knew from the bottom of his heart how loyal Ma Zhishi, who was undercover in the alliance, was to Banmu.

Putting away the communication device and the information on the beast battlefield, looking at the empty sewer pipe after Lambda left, Lance, who was thinking about the next target in his heart, said in a low voice with bright eyes:

"Dialga, Palkia, Giratina, I hope these three divine beasts in charge of space, time, and world reversal can satisfy Banmu-sama."

...

Just when Lance and Lambda started to act, Dawu, who returned to the headquarters of the Fengyuan Alliance in Caiyou City, was also led by a secretary with a familiar face, and saw him sitting cross-legged on the floor of the secret room. An old man with a goatee like a candle.

Dawu, who had no idea what was going on in the alliance, looked at the old man with a goatee who raised his hand and called out to him,

The worried look on his face couldn't help becoming more and more serious. He walked quickly to the old man, then squatted down with an unbelievable expression on his face, and asked softly:

"President, what's wrong with you?"

"What the hell happened to the league while I was away?"

Hearing Dawu's question, the emaciated old man with a goatee who was still holding a dagger coughed lightly towards the door of the secret room twice, signaling for the secretary who led Dawu to leave, and then said weakly:

"You are finally back."

"Now I say you remember, don't interrupt me."

Feeling that the breathing of the old man with the goatee was getting weaker, Dawu, who already had a premonition in his heart, nodded seriously, and also sat cross-legged on the wooden floor of the secret room.

Seeing Dawu learning to sit cross-legged on the ground, pretending to listen obediently and seriously, he knew that his fragile heart could no longer hold on to the goatee old man.

He reluctantly took out the pokemon balls of Hudi and the mengtair, and slowly handed them to Dawu, and at the same time said in a voice like a breeze:

"My resignation letter is on the desk in the office. You will take over as the next president of the Fengyuan Alliance. The old guys will not come out to trouble you again."

"Remember, except for Qianli, who was squeezed out by the Kanto Alliance and I personally arranged to be the gym trainer in Chenghua City, you can really trust, and you can't give important positions to anyone else at will."

"And the most important point, you must be careful to guard against that old Dammaran!"

"He He…"

The old man with the goatee didn't finish his sentence, but Dawu, who resisted interrupting him and asked him, had no thought of speaking at this moment.

Looking at the old man with a goatee and his head hanging limply, the serious Dawu knew that the president who had been nurturing him all these years had returned, but at this moment his heart was extremely peaceful.

Holding down the two wildly shaking poke balls, Dawu calmly picked up the goatee old man's body, and slowly walked out of the secret room under the alliance headquarters.

Ignoring the secretary outside the secret room with an extremely sad expression on his face, he put the body of the president who was respected by the alliance trainers into the coffin he had prepared in advance.

Dawu, who already had his own judgment in his heart, said quietly in a cold voice:

"Help me notify Adam, Mikri, the Four Heavenly Kings, and the trainers from various gymnasiums to rush back to the headquarters."

"After finishing these things, you can write down the specific procedure for Mr. Chairman to clean up the rebels and hand it over to me before three o'clock in the afternoon."

The tearful secretary felt Dawu's aura of superiority, and quickly adjusted his uncontrollable mentality, and responded in a deep voice:

"Yes, President Dawu."

Hearing what the secretary called him, Dawu, who bowed down to close the coffin respectfully, showed some inexplicable displeasure in his eyes. He raised his hand and picked up the bright silver poke ball to release the giant gold monster, and then directed it to move the coffin with superpowers. To the morgue.

Seeing the secretary in a suit walking away quickly, and the giant golden monster who placed the long coffin on top of his head and slowly floated towards the exit of the passage,

Dawu, who understood that he would take on all the responsibilities of the Fengyuan Alliance, finally couldn't help it in his heart at this moment, and roared heavily:

"Tumor! Bastard! This group of damned fellows!"

"President, why don't you wait for me to come back!!!"

Being in the silent passage, no one knew the growl in Dawu's heart.

After he released his emotions, the whole person calmed down again, and the calm expression returned to his face again.

Dawu, who was unwilling to find reasons for himself, completely gave up his naive thoughts in the dying words of the goatee old man.

The moment he walked towards the exit of the passage, Dawu silently threw the word resignation into the reversed world, looked at the alloy floor under his feet that reflected his face, and swore in a low voice:

"I will never fail to live up to your expectations."

"The Fengyuan Alliance will also become the leader of the alliance."

"Master President..."