"What just happened?"
"Those creepy things are just... gone?" Biscuit widened her eyes, unable to believe it.
It took her a few breaths to recover and accept reality.
There was no denying it—Akira was truly no longer in the same world as them.
He couldn't even be described as human anymore.
"It's nothing."
"By the way, Biscuit, I need a favor from you."
"Me help you?"
Biscuit was somewhat puzzled.
What could she possibly do to help Akira?
Akira's idea was simple.
He wanted part of the Hunter World's forces to go to the Pokémon World and help the native Pokémon become Aura Users.
This would increase their combat power.
With more people, it would also be more convenient to carry out the plan to occupy the Pokémon World.
Of course, it wouldn't be appropriate to send them directly to the Pokémon World like this.
After all, everyone has their own selfish motives.
What he wanted were loyal subordinates.
So, before this group set off, he made some adjustments to their mindset, ensuring at least absolute loyalty.
With a large number of Legendary Pokémon at his disposal, he could easily achieve this requirement.
Since he still had to manage the Hunter plan, he didn't take too many people.
The main group consisted of a teaching team formed by Biscuit, Morel, and others.
They were all quite skilled at teaching Nen, making them very suitable.
...
Pokémon World.
Team Rocket Headquarters.
Biscuit and the others quickly began their teaching.
First were the executives like Sabrina.
Their aptitude was clearly higher; according to Akira's estimation, they would likely reach S-class level in the future.
Especially Sabrina.
She possessed terrifying psychic powers and might even reach the level of someone like Don Freecss in the future.
After all, she already had considerable strength just relying on her psychic abilities.
During this time, he stayed at the headquarters, quietly waiting for the incubation progress bar.
As expected.
What emerged from the incubation bar was another Mewtwo.
The two were nearly identical in all aspects of ability.
The only slight difference was in their appearances, so he simply referred to them as Number One and Number Two in order.
Besides Team Rocket members, they also needed to recruit other qualified individuals to join.
...
Kanto Region.
On a rocky mountain, a burly man was lifting a boulder far larger than his own body.
Anyone else watching would surely doubt he could manage it.
Yet the truth was, he gritted his teeth and persevered, ultimately succeeding.
Thud.
The rock hit the ground with a dull thud.
Fighting Master Silva sat on the ground, looking at the boulder he had lifted and then at his trembling hands.
His mood was somewhat low.
What he had accomplished was already incredibly impressive in the eyes of ordinary people.
But he still wasn't satisfied.
Ever since he witnessed the formidable prowess of Fighting-type Pokemons, the idea of training had taken root in his heart.
He longed for the day when he, too, could be as powerful as a Pokemon.
To that end, he trained day after day, developing impressive physical skills.
Yet he was still far from his goal!
"Could it be that humans are destined never to possess such strength?" Silva said with a pained expression.
"No, of course not." A clear voice rang out.
Silva was startled and turned to look in the direction of the voice.
He saw Biscuit approaching, who continued,
"Humans can absolutely possess strength comparable to, or even surpassing, that of PPokemons!"
Silva asked in confusion, "A little girl?"
"How did you get here? This place is dangerous, with many fierce Pokemones around."
Biscuit smiled without answering.
The next moment, an Onix burst out from the ground, but before it could make a move,
Biscuit leaped into the air, her fist gathering a massive amount of Aura, and forcefully bent the Onix's body.
Boom!
Silva's eyes widened in shock.
"How is this possible!"
"A human actually possessing such power!"
"And just a little girl?".
Rocky Terrain.
The Onix lay defeated on the ground.
Its heavy body even crushed a large area of rocks, sending debris flying.
Dust clouds rose.
Silva stood with his mouth agape, staring fixedly at the scene, unable to process what he had just witnessed.
Biscuit's tone was calm.
"This is nothing much."
"I just wanted you to know that humans are not incapable of mastering strength comparable to, or even exceeding, that of Pokemons."
"You have more talent than I do. If you master the techniques, you could achieve even more terrifying results."
Even more terrifying...
Silva swallowed hard, fine beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
He couldn't imagine that someone could actually reach such a level.
"Even more terrifying" was beyond comprehension.
Could humans really rival legendary beasts?
He desperately wanted to convince himself this was impossible.
But Biscuit stood before him as living proof.
After a moment of contemplation, Silva inexplicably uttered a question.
"How do I learn?"
The corner of Biscuit's mouth curved upward.
"It's simple if you want to learn."
"Join us, and you'll be able to master it."
"Learn the method that allows humans to possess supernatural abilities."
"Nen"
As Biscuit's voice faded, a massive surge of Aura erupted from her hand.
Though Silva couldn't see the Nen, he could sense that Biscuit's fist had suddenly become much sharper.
Filled with killing intent.
This power was exactly what he had been dreaming of!
"Come with me."
"Go learn that ability you've been craving your entire life."
Experienced Biscuit had recognized at first glance that Silva was promising material.
The average physical constitution of people in the Spirit World was higher than in the Hunter World, and Silva was among the elite in the Spirit World.
His daily training had built an excellent foundation for his body.
Once he came into contact with Nen, his Aura would grow at an extremely rapid pace, and he would quickly master various Nen techniques.
It wouldn't be long before he developed into a top-tier Aura User.
His future potential would at least reach the level of Chairman Netero.
...
While his subordinates continued recruiting and training personnel, Akira arrived at a certain location.
Mount Silver.
This was a very famous place.
Made particularly famous by Red.
On the mountain, thick mist swirled.
There were numerous hot springs scattered across the mountain.
In an open area.
Akira and Red stood facing each other from a distance.
Red looked just as Akira remembered - still wearing his never-changing outfit, that cap.
And the Pikachu on his shoulder.
The reason Akira appeared here was also because of Red's invitation.
Using the Pokédex communication function, various Pokédex holders could contact each other.
Red had used this method to reach out to him, expressing his desire for a battle.
After all, he was the [Fighter].
Red truly enjoyed combat, loved fighting.
"Akira, I've been looking forward to this for a long time."
"I didn't know you had a Pikachu too. So do I."
Red looked at the Pikachu on Akira's shoulder, momentarily surprised.
The two Pikachus looked quite similar.
But upon closer thought, most Pikachus looked largely the same.
"Come on."
"Let me see your strength."
Akira's gaze remained steady
Upon hearing this, Red took a deep breath and lightly pressed down the brim of his hat.
"Alright"
Battling against Akira, the [Victor], truly excited him!
Someone even Professor Oak admired definitely wouldn't be weak.
The next moment, two figures appeared before each of them.
"Roar!"
Standing before Red was his signature Pokemon—Charizard.
Charizard snorted coldly, two pillar-like flames erupting from its mouth with an imposing aura.
Red frowned slightly, looking at Akira's Pokemon with confusion.
"What's this?"
He had never seen this type of Pokemon before; it was quite novel.
Akira had sent out Mewtwo No. 1
Since Mewtwo hadn't been developed before, the current Red naturally didn't know what Mewtwo was.
Mewtwo looked at Charizard with indifferent eyes.
Too weak!