Monthly Calculation System in Pokémon

"Oh! Damn it! It's so damn cold that we are asked to find firewood. Wait...wait...we must kill them when they come out."

A member of Team Galaxy complained, not only do they have to do this kind of work when they come to such a ghost place to perform tasks, why can't they let others collect firewood?

"Okay, okay, stop complaining. If you don't collect firewood, you're leaving us to die in the cold."

Another member of Team Galaxy sighed helplessly and continued to pick up firewood from the ground.

"Crack!"

An ax was suddenly thrown out of the woods in the distance. The ax accurately hit the member's head. The member died from the ax before he finished speaking.

"enemy…!"

A sharp knife was pressed against his neck, and then another knife cut open his belt, and all the Poké Balls on the belt fell to the ground.

"Okay clown tell me all you know."

Jiutian broke off his arm mercilessly, but before he could scream, the Snow Demon Girl directly covered his mouth to avoid alerting more enemies.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Before she could say anything on the ground, she grabbed his neck and punched him in the face.

Blood quickly stained her hands red, broken teeth fell on the floor, and even one of his eyeballs had been punched out of the socket, but the Snow Demon Girl still looked at him expressionlessly as she punched him one after another.

"Okay stop it!"

Jiutian stopped the Snow Demon Girl from punching him in the face. After all, if she beat him to death, she wouldn't get any information.

"If you only feel the pleasure of revenge by killing one person, then the pleasure of revenge will be better if you kill more people, so let him live first and ask us what we want to know first."

"How many of you are there in total? Where is the camp? How dispersed it is?"

"There are only ten of us...as we move forward from the camp...some...some are patrolling...some are in the camp."

After telling them their patrol route, his one eye looked at them pleadingly, hoping to spare his life.

"All right."

Jiutian looked at the Snow Demon Girl's face silently, and then made a wiping gesture on her neck.

"Crack!"

The Snow Fairy Girl picked up the ax unceremoniously and chopped off his head with one blow.

"Let's go... We killed the two camps and the patrol area and there should be only eight people there now."

The two quietly approached the camp and met a patrol of two on the road. The two of them killed two groups of patrols one by one, leaving only the last four people in the camp.

"There are only four people left...do you see that direction?"

Jiutian saw smoke coming from a tent and judged that it was their kitchen.

"You go there and kill the people in the kitchen. I'll go to the main room and kill the captain inside."

"Be careful."

The Snow Demoness nodded and quietly approached the kitchen.

"Ah, this pot of soup is so delicious."

As he said that, the cook took a small spoonful and tasted it. It tasted very good.

"This soup is neither salty nor bland, and tastes great."

The Snow Witch walked over silently and looked at the man who was drinking soup. She looked at him with a ruthless look in her eyes, and then she threw the ax on the ground.

"What sound...!"

"Pfft!"

The Snow Demon Girl directly grabbed the back of his head and shoved his face into his pot of hot soup.

"How about the soup? Does it taste good? Then you can die in it!"

Along with the sound of meat being cooked, a smell of meat spread to the entire tent. The man kept struggling, but the Snow Demon Girl never let go of her hand. Some of the hot soup splashed on her hand, but she didn't care. Instead, he continued to hold him tightly.

"........."

The man stopped struggling. He was scalded to death or should be said to be boiled to death, and the Snow Witch swung the ax and chopped off his head with one blow.

"You asked for this."

The Snow Demon Girl silently looked at the pot. She used this pot to cook soup for her brothers and sisters at home.

And now she, the unqualified sister, cooked soup for her younger brothers and sisters for the last time. She cooked a pot of soup called "Revenge" and just hoped that they could rest in peace in another world.

"Why are you running out of firewood?"

At this time, inside the tent, the last three members of Team Galaxy had no idea what was happening outside. He looked at the illusion of Jiutian and thought they had finished collecting firewood.

"Pfft!"

Jiutian walked towards him quickly, stabbed his stomach with the kitchen knife in his hand, and vigorously stirred up the intestines and organs in his stomach.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Another member just stood up for nine days, threw the kitchen knife and blew his head off.

"I was thinking you might not know who I am..."

Jiutian lifted the illusion from her body. Her pure white hair and pupils full of revenge had already made the captain understand, what was going on?

"Huh... Are you the perfect experimental subject that Dr. Horikawa said?"

The captain took his time and threw his elf ball, but his elf ball had many special modifications, as if to suppress the elf inside.

"Roar!"

With an angry roar, a Zedrid Zoroark, covered in wounds and with a special device on its head, came out of it with overwhelming killing intent.

"Sooner or later, I will make you pay double for the sins you have committed."

Jiutian's eyes were filled with rare sympathy. This Zoroark had experienced hellish abuse. Some of the wounds on his body were so deep that he could even see the bones. There were also many traces of syringe needle holes on his body. Jiutian could tell that there were still some wounds on his body. There are some black hairs.

"Kill him!"

Zoroark's eyes were full of unbearability, but as the electric shock device above his head was activated, he waved his claws and rushed towards Jiutian.

"I can't save you...and the only thing I can do now is send you to rest."

Jiutian is equipped with W Company personality. It's not that she doesn't want to use the ampoule potion to save him, but that his humanity has long been worn away in those horrific experiments. There is not even a trace of soul in his eyes. The unbearable look in his eyes just now Just a subconscious muscle reaction.

"Roar!"

That Zoroark just attacked frantically, but Jiutian was stronger than him, and her fighting skills were much better than this monster who only knew how to attack with strength.

"Crack!"

As she grabbed the knife and made a sudden dash, she quickly dodged to avoid the claws that were coming towards her. She clenched the dimensional magic blade in her hand and slashed it to pieces.

"Roar!"

Zoroark, who lost control, immediately turned his head and rushed towards the captain.

"What? No no no!"

Along with a burst of screams, Zoroark's claws continued to pull out internal organs and organs from his body. In order to vent his anger, he directly tore the captain in half.

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