Pokémon's Chosen System

Yuhong City is a metropolis in the west of Kanto. It is second only to the super metropolis Golden City in the east and is the second largest city in the entire Kanto region. The name of Yuhong City also contains the dreamy color of the rainbow.

As the most populous city in the Kanto region, tourism and commerce here are surprisingly developed.

There are crowds of people and constant traffic. I have to say it is a nice place to live and see. But they don't know that even with this prosperity, there are still shadows.

No one could guess that in this bustling city, there is hidden the base of the most evil organization in the entire Pokémon world—Team Rocket!

A young man with an average appearance put his hands in his pockets, whistling while wandering aimlessly in this huge city. However, the tattoo-like lines that were inadvertently exposed on his right wrist made people think that he was a gangster, so everyone stayed away from him for fear of getting into trouble.

The young man curled his lips, but this was what he wanted, as it would make it easier for him to see the surrounding shops. Suddenly, he stopped in front of a game store, and then he walked straight into the game store with the corners of his mouth slightly raised in an evil arc.

"Hello! Welcome, how many tokens do you want to redeem?"

Although the waitress at the front desk was smiling, the young man always felt that her smile was a bit fake, and she had probably said this sentence many times, and it was filled with a sense of boredom.

But the young man didn't care so much. He took out 500 alliance coins from his pocket and handed it to the front desk, "Please give me ghostwriters."

The receptionist took the alliance coins skillfully, took out a small box, and clicked a few times on the token machine. As the clanking of tokens stopped, the front desk handed the box to the young man.

"Your five hundred tokens, I hope you have a good time."

The young man took the box and began to wander around the game city.

The entertainment facilities here are mainly gambling-based things. For example, the tables in the middle are for card gambling, and there are a few dice players next to them. Basically, all the gameplay that should be played in ordinary gambling games are available here.

However, the young people were not interested in these things. Instead, they went straight to the old slot machines lined up in a row.

But he didn't start playing immediately. Instead, he took a closer look and waited until he reached the second to last machine before he sat down with satisfaction.

Then he began to fumble behind the machine, as if he was looking for something.

The unshaven uncle on the side snorted, thinking that the young man didn't know how to play, "You just put in the coins and click the red button to play. It's really..."

As he spoke, he slammed the button on his machine, and as the machine ran, he turned out three completely different things.

"It's really bad luck."

As he spoke, he glanced at the young man aside. It seemed that he blamed his bad luck on the young man in front of him.

But the young man ignored him and continued groping. Suddenly his index finger felt like it touched a sharp object. He smiled slightly and put the object into his pocket without even looking at it.

It was a key, but I didn't know what it was used to open. But obviously this young man knew, otherwise he wouldn't have taken it.

According to the young man's original plan, after getting this key, he can proceed to the next step. But then he thought about it, it seemed that the current boss of this game city was that person. Thinking of what would happen next, he thought, why not make a profit first?

Thinking of this, he took out a token and stuffed it into the machine in front of him. With a tap of the button, the three patterns on the machine began to rotate rapidly.

The uncle on the side looked at it and sneered, "You'll be damned if you can win like this."

The young man didn't say anything. Instead, he had a thought in his mind. Suddenly, the rotation speed of the patterns on the machine slowed down, and the first pattern stopped, which was a "7"; then the second pattern, also a "7"; and the third pattern, also a "7".

"Hiss..." The uncle on the side took a breath of air, "Impossible! You actually won the grand prize?"

The young man didn't answer him, but the tokens that the machine kept spitting out told him the answer.

The uncle forced himself to calm down and said, "Huh, it's just bullshit luck. You won't be able to become a lieutenant general next time."

Before he finished speaking, the young man's machine settled again. Three more "7"s!

Whoa, whoa, whoa...

The machine spit out tokens for a long time, probably a thousand! Counting what just happened, the young man in front of me only spent two tokens and earned two thousand tokens!

This is huge profit!

Before the uncle could finish being surprised, the young man won another big prize, and the machine spit out another thousand tokens.

Before the young man confiscated the token, he was pushed away by the uncle on the side.

"Go away! Let me try your skills!"

The uncle put in a few coins and played several rounds, but he didn't get a penny back. He got up and kicked the machine violently, "Damn it! You must have tampered with this machine!"

As he spoke, he met the young man's cold eyes.

For a moment, the uncle felt as cold as falling into an ice cellar.

He definitely killed someone!

This was the uncle's first reaction. In his opinion, only evil people who had killed people could have such terrifying eyes. Just looking at him made him pee.

Soon the uncle couldn't bear the terrifying look in his eyes. He didn't even want his own tokens, and crawled out of the game city.

"What a coward. That's it after just one look." The young man smiled evilly, and then pocketed the tokens left by the uncle. After all, they were money.

Within the next two hours, I could hear the sound of congratulations for winning a jackpot and the sound of tokens falling from the corner of the game center where the slot machines were placed.

Almost everyone in the game town turned their attention to it, wanting to see which "magic" could win so many big prizes in a row.

However, the young man's behavior naturally attracted the attention of the managers here. A fat man wearing a greasy black suit walked up to the young man, looked at the mountain of tokens beside him, twitched his lips, and then said respectfully: "Sir, could you please lend me a moment to speak?"

"No time."

The young man didn't even raise his head, he just kept tapping the buttons of the machine in front of him. Then catch those coins that keep falling down.

This scene made the fat man really feel pain in his body. "Sir, the machine here is broken. I hope you can go play next to other equipment, is that okay?"

"I don't like the projects here very much. I only like to play with this. Do you have any opinions?" The young man raised his head and stared at the fat man and said fiercely.

The fat man was startled by this look, but he still managed to stay calm and said, "Sir, if you don't like the games on our first floor, you can go to our second floor to choose."

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