Pokémon: The Genetic Researcher Just Wants to Slack Off

Chapter 104 First Dream Operation

Lance frowned: "How could this be? Two squads have gone missing there in quick succession?"

"Squad 4 has already gone over, right?"

Another communications officer nodded: "Yes, the squad leader just reported that he has arrived in that area."

Lance thought for a moment and quickly made a move: "Have Squad 4 withdraw to the surrounding area."

"The other teams will remain in their original search areas and will be reassigned after completing their area searches."

"Search the surrounding area, centering on the area where the 12 squads disappeared."

"If we don't find anything soon, everyone should enter the vanishing zone; there must be something wrong there!"

The henchman nodded in agreement, sat down, and began communicating with the various squads.

Lance glanced at Natsuno and added, "Have everyone keep an eye out for the places Dream passes by."

"If we can find and bring back the pet hair that Dream dropped, it will be a great achievement, worthy of a promotion!"

Upon hearing this, the communications henchmen inside the tent all showed expressions of envy and jealousy.

But the orders of the officers could not be disobeyed, and the henchmen relayed Lance's instructions to the various squad leaders.

On the other side, in the area where squads B12 and B13 disappeared.

Crimson finished tying the last henchman to the tree, panting heavily.

He was really exhausted after dealing with two teams in a row.

Every single tree in this area had a Team Rocket member tied to it, their bright red bags filled with Poké Balls.

Sensing a flash of light in the distance, Crimson tried to calm her breathing.

As luck would have it, the group of people arrived at the tree where the red one was, holding flashlights and shining them around.

The squad leader pulled out his communicator: "What? We need to evacuate this area first?"

"Search the surrounding area first? Join forces to surround this area? Understood!"

The squad leader hung up the communicator, muttering some curses.

"That damn guy made us run so far, brothers, let's get out of here first."

"Search the area first, and once the other teams have finished their searches, the whole team will come and surround this godforsaken place."

"Also, keep your eyes peeled. Lance said that if you can find the target's hair..."

"Even a tiny hair can lead to a promotion! Pay attention, everyone!"

The group cheered at first, then grumbled and left in one direction.

Chi Hong watched the group's lights grow farther and farther away until they disappeared completely before he breathed a sigh of relief.

Team Rocket's massive search caused the Pokémon in the forest to flee in panic, and now it was very quiet.

He slid down the tree and looked in the direction the group of people had left, his brows furrowed.

"With so many people and going to such great lengths, they must have something big on their mind."

"But they're going to surround this area, so we'd better leave first."

"Why don't we follow this group and operate on their outermost perimeter to see what they're looking for?"

After making up his mind, Chi Hong carried the pickup truck on his shoulder and walked towards the group of people.

The pink kitten Pokémon reappeared in the tree above, following behind Crimson.

After walking for nearly ten minutes, Crimson stopped.

They climbed back up a big tree with Pikachu and sat down.

He took out Pokémon food from his backpack, opened it, and placed it in front of Pikachu.

He turned and took out some dry rations and water from his backpack. Suddenly, Red heard a panicked cry: "Pikachu?!"

He quickly turned around: "What's wrong, Pikachu? Did you see Team Rocket again?"

Then his eyes widened: two Pikachus had appeared before him!

The two Pikachus on either side looked at each other with alarmed expressions, then turned to look at Red.

Chi Hong leaned closer, and in the clear moonlight, the two little ones in front of her looked exactly alike.

I reached out and touched both hands at the same time; the texture felt very real.

The one on the left seemed to be tickled and made a laughing sound.

The one on the right doesn't seem to like it much. I've confirmed it, the one on the right is a pickup truck.

Red picked up Pikachu and put it in his arms, then saw another Pikachu tilting its head and looking at him.

He turned around, took out another can of Pokémon food, opened it, and stuffed it into Pikachu's arms.

Crimson pushed the can towards the other person.

"You're the Pikachu of this forest, right? Here, have some Pokémon food, don't be shy."

The little guy was quite surprised that Crimson could recognize Pikachu so quickly and began to use telepathy.

Suddenly, Crimson heard a childlike voice in her mind.

"How...how...were you able to confirm so quickly that Pikachu was your companion?"

Scarlet was so frightened she almost fell off the tree. She looked around but couldn't see anyone.

After eliminating all other possibilities, Red looked at the Pikachu with its head tilted to the side, somewhat surprised and uncertain.

"Was that you speaking just now?"

Suddenly, a light flashed from the other party's body, and a second later, it transformed back into its original form from Pikachu.

It is entirely pink, has small blue eyes, and its tail is almost twice the length of its body.

"Yes, it was me who was speaking."

Looking at the Pokémon in front of him, Red's eyes widened: "You can transform? Wait, let me think."

Pikachu opened its mouth wide, and the Pokémon food inside slipped out, causing a huge shock to its young mind.

At that moment, a text record that Chi Hong had seen in some obscure corner of his mind suddenly surfaced.

With a swaying motion, Red carefully examined the Pokémon in front of him from head to toe, and his voice suddenly rose.

"Are you a dream?"

Mew blinked and picked up the can of Pokémon food to eat.

"That's right, that's what you humans call our race."

"You still haven't answered me why you were able to recognize your companion so quickly."

Red gave a shy smile: "Ah, Pikachu doesn't like me tickling his belly."

Pika stopped eating and stared blankly at the dreamlike figure, then suddenly his eyes lit up.

The mouse clenched its two little hands into fists and began to exert force, its body slowly turning red.

A dozen seconds later, Pikachu, unable to hold it in any longer, suddenly relaxed and took a deep breath.

Red looked puzzled and reached out to pat Pikachu's back to help him catch his breath: "Pikachu, what are you doing?"

Pikachu turned around and pointed at Dreamy with its little finger, chanting, "Pikachu, Pikachu, Pikachu!"

Red was a little annoyed: "Pikachu, you said it's too fast, slow down, I don't quite understand."

Mew put the last bite of Pokémon food into its mouth and blinked its big eyes.

"Give up, Pikachu can't learn to transform, this skill is very special."

A dreamlike voice echoed in Red's mind, and he realized that Pikachu was trying to transform, just like Dream.

When Pikachu heard Dream's words, his little face fell, and he looked a little disappointed.

Red was both amused and exasperated, and began to comfort Pikachu.

"It's okay, Pikachu. We don't need to learn how to transform. We just need to amplify our electricity to defeat all the enemies."

Seeing Pikachu regain its spirits and eat Pokémon food, Red then looked at Mew.

"Wait a minute, so the Rockets are looking for you?"

Mew took the Pokémon food that Pikachu handed it and stuffed it into its mouth.

"Those men in black uniforms? They are indeed looking for me."

Why are they looking for you?

"I don't know, maybe they just want to hang out with me."

Crimson was stunned by Dream's innocent thoughts, a thought flashing through her mind: "They definitely aren't just playing with you!"

"They want to take you back and lock you up so you can never run out to play again!"

The dream stopped abruptly, and suddenly, mimicking a human, patted its chest with its little hand.

"They can't catch me, much less lock me up!"