Pokemon: Starting from the different color Lalulas

In the underground research institute, the light brought by incandescent lamps is bright and dazzling, and the surrounding facilities exude a sense of high technology.

The criss-crossing corridors come and go patrolled by well-armed security guards with their Pokémon.

From time to time, several scientific researchers in white coats walked by.

In a room, several researchers chatted while drinking tea after a day's work.

"Mick has been out these days, why hasn't he come back..." A middle-aged man sat on the sofa and said dissatisfiedly: "The goods are almost running out."

Mick was the man in the white coat who was with Haskob in the reception room that day.

"How can it be so fast? Normally, it's two weeks, and it's as long as one month. Do you think that all Pokémon are bad? Even if you go to the wild to catch them, it's not so easy to catch so many..." Another One rolled his eyes and said:

"Furthermore, we have more than one source of goods from Haskob, what's the rush?"

One of them rubbed his hands, "After so many years of research, I guess it will take some time to produce results. Are you in a hurry?"

"That's true." The other person nodded slightly, "After fully controlling the strengthening and control of Galar particles on Pokémon, the overthrow of the alliance is just around the corner... It's time to pull that guy Roz down, Galar is not him territory."

"What is the alliance? The Galar particle is unique to the Galar region. How could it have nothing to do with the legendary Pokémon? When we completely control the Galar particle, it may be the day when the legend appears! Then But legend!"

After the words fell, a look of longing appeared in the eyes of all the researchers. At that time, it was as fanatic as a fanatic.

The legendary Pokémon, just the word legend is enough to make them go on and on, just to meet the legend.

Even if, their direction of succession is based on the life of Pokémon.

"Cut, I'll forget it. I'm a more realistic person. When the research is successful and I get both fame and fortune, I will buy a big house and hire a hundred or eighty maids. If I can make Caidou and Lulina bow their heads to serve me, I will be even more so." Alright." One said with a smile.

Hearing this, everyone in the field showed contemptuous looks.

"No ambition."

"Shame."

The man blushed and had a thick neck, and retorted: "Hey! We have been imprisoned here for several years, how long has it been since we saw the sun? Don't you hold back?"

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, he looked at a middle-aged man who was leaning against the wall, holding black tea, listening quietly, without saying a word.

"Mo Fei, you have been in the institute for the longest time, and you haven't left for fifteen years. Are you not lonely?" He joked with a smile.

"I'm afraid of being lonely, so I can't do research." Mo Fei said flatly.

"Yo! You're good at talking! I don't know who has been in the research institute for fifteen years, but they have produced very few results. If they didn't have the status of Mulan's assistant, they must have been dealt with already?" The man laughed. He said, with a sarcastic tone.

"How do we talk about it? If we hadn't had the information provided by Mr. Mo Fei, we would not have achieved results in just a dozen years...Although this information was plagiarized by Mr. Mo Fei from Mulan..." As he said, All the researchers laughed, not paying attention to Mo Fei at all.

Naturally, he looked down upon it. Among the researchers, only the Pokémon that Mo Fei had dealt with could survive...although, in the end, the surviving Pokémon would also be dealt with by other researchers.

Everyone knows that they are not a good person, so they can just concentrate on their research, but you, Mo Fei, are a good person because you are independent, kind and soft-hearted?

Don't be kidding, anyone who can work in this institute has dirty hands.

It's just fifty steps and a hundred steps.

Therefore, although Mo Fei has old qualifications, he is the lowest among the researchers.

Mo Fei didn't care about the ridicule from the research institutes, drank the black tea in one gulp, turned and left the room.

"Cut, you really know how to pretend." One person spat and said disdainfully.

"If the higher-ups didn't think that he was still useful, they would have killed him long ago."

One of them put down his teacup, stretched his waist, and said in his mouth: "When the research is completed, we will deal with him..."

Before he finished speaking, he leaned back on the sofa and found a crack in the ceiling above his head.

He was slightly taken aback, crack?

He didn't think too much, but saw the crack spread like a spider's web in an instant.

boom!

In the next moment, the ceiling was shattered, the electric lamp was shattered, darkness fell, and countless gravels hit the researcher's head, blood spattering.

Smoke and dust were everywhere, and a Toad King fell from above, and with a sudden wave of his hand, the smoke and dust dispersed.

A young trainer in his twenties emerged from behind the Toad King, and he looked expressionlessly at the researchers who were buried in the ruins below.

The lower body of one person was submerged in the ruins. Blood foam oozed from his mouth. He opened his mouth and stretched out his hand to the young man.

"save……"

boom.

The young man stepped on his head.

"Shut up, it's disgusting."

After he finished speaking lightly, he threw out three poke balls.

"Yue Yibo, Burning Flame, Master Itachi, come out."

Young people don't care about taking hostages alive and interrogating information.

He just wanted one to count and kill all the people in the institute.

...

Mo Fei, who was not far from the room, heard the roar and turned to look, but at this moment, there were loud noises all over the research institute, and piercing sirens accompanied by red lights suddenly appeared.

He froze for a moment, then guessed something immediately, ecstasy appeared in his eyes, "Fifteen years, fifteen years!"

He sprinted in one direction.

He also has things to do.

The monstrous loud noise resounded through Muguang Forest, snow and mist splashed everywhere, the soil layer cracked, and potholes suddenly appeared.

The moonlight fell and sprinkled on the pothole.

Metallic buildings appeared in sight.

Dozens of Pokémon jumped with their trainers, and immediately broke through the wall with one blow, and entered the building, and the piercing alarm sounded loudly!

Facing the underground research institute, the Galar Alliance chose the simplest, most intuitive, and most effective method to deal with it.

A blue light flickered, and Kirulian appeared beside Xu Qiansu.

"Li Anan~" She looked at Xu Qiansu.

"Wait for a while, we will go when their attention is attracted by the Alliance." Xu Qiansu pinched Kirulian's small face and said softly.

Junsha and Mali nodded slightly, holding back, waiting until the resistance force of the research institute was almost reduced by the fighters sent by the alliance before going.

One minute, two minutes... Junsha has never felt such a torment for a minute and a second.

Finally, Xu Qiansu said, "Let's go!"

The three jumped, passed through the pothole, and landed on the underground research institute.

Molubeke's hand shone brightly, and a blow smashed the wall, and everyone entered the interior of the research institute.

The electrical system seemed to have been destroyed, and the interior of the research institute was dark and dark, only the moonlight dripped from the large and small potholes on the ceiling, providing some light for the three of them.

Buzz————

The subtle sound of the insect-type Pokémon's rapid flapping wings resounded in the ears of the three, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

A big needle bee rushed towards Xu Qiansu's back with a cold light shining from the needle!

The underground research institute occupies a vast area and the terrain is complicated. Even now, there are still some security forces.