Pokemon: Rising From The Dark Chapter 895 - 1149 - White Messenger

Could it be Team Rocket taking action?

Did Giovanni send soone to sneak in?

What is the purpose?

The Elite Four?

But given that Team Rocket would choose to make themselves so inconspicuous, this was obviously unlikely.

And given Giovanni's personality, he would not choose to take action at this ti.

Aoki guessed that Koga had to co because he received an invitation.

So which side did this Heba belong to? Content originally cos from novel•fire

Although Steven and the others did not like Heba's attitude, they did not think about it as carefully as Aoki.

After all, they had not experienced what Aoki had experienced.

Aoki extended his psychic powers to see if there was anything unusual in the entire venue.

A quick scan revealed nothing.

But the more normal it seed, the weirder the situation felt.

From Professor Oak's expression, Aoki knew that he also felt sothing was wrong.

But now Professor Oak had long since given up on the affairs of the League and the fighting.

This ti, they did not bring many Pokemon with them, obviously because they did not expect any special circumstances to arise in this kind of intra-League competition.

But Aoki still cald himself down.

Since Professor Oak had also discovered the oddity, it was estimated that the top leaders of the Kanto League would soon pay attention to it.

It would be best if he did not have to interfere in the rest of the matters.

...

At the sa ti.

On the comrcial street of Mt. Silver, the bustling avenue was filled with people coming and going.

In a secluded cafe.

A lady in a white dress and a white hat on her head was sitting alone by the window, holding a cup of coffee in her hand and savoring it slowly.

From ti to ti, she glanced at the expensive white watch on her wrist.

Apart from her, there was no one else in this remote coffee shop.

Not long after, a man in a black coat pushed the door open and walked in. He glanced around the entire cafe, saw the woman sitting by the window, and imdiately trotted over.

He took the seat in front of her.

"White ssenger--" the man called out, and then noticed a cup of coffee placed in front of his seat.

Without any hesitation, he poured the entire cup of coffee into his mouth in one gulp, just like drinking water.

The lady in white frowned subconsciously when she saw the visitor's behavior, but soon relaxed again.

She looked at the watch on her wrist and said, "You are quite punctual this ti."

The visitor smiled awkwardly, secretly complaining in his heart.

Knowing that you were the one coming this ti, who would dare to be late? It was a matter of life and death.

"How is it? Did things go smoothly this ti?" asked the woman in white.

The middle-aged man in black nodded repeatedly. "Do not worry about us. However, this is clearly a major event for the League. If we intervene like this... would it not be premature to expose our presence?"

"This is not sothing you need to worry about because of your identity. As long as you complete this task well, you will receive corresponding rewards." The white woman said lightly.

Hearing this, a hint of excitent flashed across the face of the middle-aged man in black. "Yes!"

"However, there are so changes in this mission. Here is the mission card." After saying that, the woman in white stood up from the chair and slowly walked towards the door.

The middle-aged man in black looked at the back of the woman in white who was slowly walking out the door. He took the task card, and a hint of hidden anger and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

But just as he was about to suppress this thought, he discovered that his body was unable to move.

His body was surrounded by a layer of white energy.

Psychic power!

If Aoki were here, he might be able to identify it as a psychic power.

Obviously, the middle-aged man in black also knew what it was. Suddenly, an expression of horror appeared on his face and his eyes widened.

He was unable to speak.

The lady in white walked to the door and slowly turned around. Her eyes had turned completely white, with psychic power surging within them.

She said coldly, "Be mindful of your humble status. If you let notice that look next ti, you will not live to see the sunset tomorrow."

Hearing this, a look of pleading appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged man in black.

He could not move his body or speak, otherwise he would have already knelt on the ground.

"Consider this your punishnt." The woman in white said the last sentence lightly and disappeared at the door.

Click——

The middle-aged man in black had his arms twisted into a very strange angle.

Suddenly, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but he did not shout out. He clenched his teeth, and a lot of blue veins appeared on his neck.

Obviously, the pain of the broken arm was unbearable for him.

At the sa ti, the psychic control was released and he fell directly from mid-air to the ground.

At this mont, there was no longer any disrespect in his eyes.

With his other hand, he grabbed the task card on the table and stumbled out.

He soon disappeared into the crowd.

...

The mont the woman in white disappeared.

Aoki, who was sitting in the venue watching the ga, frowned.

"Was that... a space fluctuation?" Aoki thought secretly to himself.

Originally, Aoki was still a little unsure, but the Unown on his wrist confird that his previous perception was not wrong.

At this ti, there were already nine Unown on Aoki's wrist, which accounted for one third of the total number of Unown.

With such a dense number, given their perception of spatial energy, there was certainly no mistake.

"Teleportation? I wonder if it has anything to do with this Champion selection competition."

This was the first thought that ca to his mind.

He originally thought it was just a formality and a mission trip to relax, but now it seed like sothing uncontrollable and unknown had appeared.

This made Aoki, who originally had an information advantage and liked to control everything, feel very uncomfortable.

It was like a layer of fog had appeared in front of Aoki's eyes, making the things that were originally very clear gradually beco blurred.

The morning's competition was over.

Lance, who had finished his fight at the very beginning, was now sitting with everyone else, watching the matches below.

Aoki had to admit that his prediction was quite accurate. After watching the matches of Koga, Flint, and Lorelei, Lance felt a little pressure.

Everyone prepared to leave for lunch.

"Aoki." A figure appeared.

They were stopped by soone.

It was none other than Professor Oak, who had been sitting behind Aoki and the others watching the ga.

Everyone looked at Professor Oak.

Professor Oak smiled and said, "You guys go eat first. I want to talk to Aoki for a few words."

Hearing this, everyone said nothing and walked outside together.

They waited until everyone had left.

Only Professor Oak and Aoki remained.

"You felt it too, right?" asked Professor Oak.

"Is it... Heba?" Aoki hesitated for a mont, still a little unsure.

It was rare to see such a serious expression on Professor Oak's face.

"Well, although I do not know what the situation is, the appearance of this person is indeed a bit unusual. With your ability, you should be able to see sothing fishy." Professor Oak said.

After all, Aoki was the chief investigator.

Besides Lance, the only person present with that level of authority was Chief Investigator Aoki.

But Lance had to participate in the competition, so he could not be distracted.

Therefore, Aoki might need to put so effort into investigating this matter.