Pokémon: The Bold Rat

Chapter 59 Gas Bomb: I will accompany the trainer to the end

Zhou Guoping had gone a little crazy, his eyes were bloodshot, and he had an urge to destroy everything around him.

But in the end, he managed to control himself by panting heavily.

"Come back, Gas Bomb."

He used the Poké Ball to collect the gas bomb, which also had red eyes, and then lowered his hat. He pretended to be a parent who went to the school to pick up his student and hurried in.

The security guard at the door took a quick look and didn't do anything about it.

After all, this kind of thing is very normal. After school, some parents will go to the school to pick up their children. He is not the only one going in, so naturally they will not interfere.

"Tap tap tap~"

Class 1, Grade 3, classroom.

Zhou Guoping arrived here first, but all he saw were a few high school students and messy desks.

"Theory of Spirit Cultivation", "Three Years of Primary and Five Years of Intermediate", "General Explanation of Energy of Each Attribute"...

As he looked at the textbooks, a look of reminiscence flashed in his eyes.

Xiaoyuan also took detailed notes on these textbooks before.

Then, he subconsciously looked to the front left. If he remembered correctly, that was Xiaoyuan's seat.

Unfortunately, what I saw was a clean and empty table and chairs.

Since everyone is dead, this position will naturally be cleared. In fact, the first place from Class 25 has been taken to fill the -person quota in Class .

But, we haven't had time to move the things yet.

"Bastard!"

The empty seats seemed to remind Zhou Guoping that his son was dead, which made the ferocity on his face even more intense.

"No hurry~no rush~"

But he soon calmed down again and murmured to himself:

"Xiaoyuan, Dad will fulfill your wish soon!"

Having said that, he pressed his hat again and turned to walk towards the Pokémon Training Hall.

From overhearing someone chatting just now, he knew that Zhao Yiyuan would not go home immediately after class and school every day, but would go to the training hall for extra training.

As squad leader, he had extra time every month for the use of the training room, and little Rattata could enjoy a medium-quality dinner, so they arranged it together.

"Tap tap tap~"

Walking slowly to the training hall, Zhou Guoping saw the light in the corner room on the second floor.

“You are really hardworking~”

A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the murderous intent in his heart could no longer be concealed.

After all, his son should have been the class monitor!

These should be the resources that Xiaoyuan should enjoy!

Zhao Yiyuan, you bastard who feeds on blood!

He pushed the door open with a creaky sound, walked upstairs quickly, and flipped his palm.

"Shu~"

Gas bomb with bloodshot eyes and a swollen body appeared next to him.

"Prepare for a full-force explosion, gas bomb!"

"gas!"

Even though he was affected by his trainer's state of mind, Gas Bomb was still very surprised and even a little frightened when he heard the order.

A full-force explosion consumes not only energy, but also its life!

Even ants try to survive, let alone elves who possess higher intelligence.

Therefore, the gas bomb inevitably hesitated.

“Don’t worry, Gas Bomb, I’ll be with you then.

We will go down together to find Aliang and Xiaoyuan then~"

Touching the body of the gas bomb, Zhou Guoping's face showed a trace of heartache and determination.

No matter what, the gas bomb has been with him for more than 20 years, and Zhou Guoping still feels reluctant to let it launch a suicide attack.

"Gas!yn__ny"

As if he understood his trainer's inner decision, Gas Bomb's hesitation quickly disappeared, replaced by a smile that came from the heart.

"Gas~Gas~yn__ny"

Energy began to fill its entire body, stretching it larger and larger, and even the purple body made a "sizzling" sound as it could not bear the weight.

But there was still a smile on Gas Bomb's face.

It seemed to have returned to the day when its trainer just turned 18 years old.

"Gas Bullet, my name is Zhou Guoping. From now on, I will be your trainer and comrade-in-arms. Please give me your guidance!"

A young man with a buzz cut, who looked fierce but was actually shy, appeared in front of it without any warning.

At that time, it didn't understand what it meant to live and die together. It only knew that the person who raised it had told it to obey the trainer.

So, I agreed with a "gass gass".

After that, they experienced a lot together. He watched his trainer grow up, get a wife, and have children, and he was very happy.

Therefore,

[Xiaoping, I will definitely accompany you to the end. ]

After saying the last sentence silently in his heart, the gas bomb put its vitality into the trajectory of the explosion, and its eyes became increasingly dim.

"Gas bomb~"

Feeling the increasingly weak life fire, Zhou Guoping touched the uneven purple body again with sadness.

Then, he came to the door of the training room and knocked.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Who?"

At this time, Zhao Yiyuan, who was sweating profusely in the training room, felt a little strange.

Logically speaking, everyone should have left by now. Even if it was the grandpa who was cleaning the house, you would know he would clean it himself. Why would someone be knocking on the door?

"Zhao Yiyuan, open the door. I'm a teacher in the second grade of high school. Your homeroom teacher, Mr. Leng, has asked me to bring something to you."

After hearing what was said outside the door, the boy didn't find anything wrong at first. He wiped his face with the towel and prepared to open the door.

But at this moment, little Rada suddenly screamed.

"Purada~Rada!"

While shouting, he looked towards the door in horror.

Well, there is a very huge and unstable energy there!

The boy, who already had a deep bond with her, vaguely sensed the meaning of Rada's cry.

So the steps that were originally moving forward stopped immediately.

Come to think of it, that voice seemed a little familiar.

As a top student who has been at the top of the list for many years, even if he is a pseudo-genius created by practicing multiple exercises, his improved thinking and brain power will not decrease again.

So, strictly speaking, by practicing questions, Zhao Yiyuan has now changed his innate conditions and is a true genius student, and his memory is naturally no exception.

Although it is not certain yet, the person outside the door seems to have a voice somewhat similar to Zhou Yuan, the middle school boy who shouts every day.

And who would suddenly come to him with a huge and unstable energy?

Thinking of this, Zhao Yiyuan's eyes turned cold and he immediately stopped little Rada's training.

"Come here, little Rattata."

"Pulada~"

The little guy ran over immediately after hearing the order.

Then, Zhao Yiyuan shouted to the outside of the door again:

"Teacher, I'm currently training on a machine, so it's not very convenient. You can just leave your things at the door, and I'll pick them up in ten minutes at most.

There aren’t many people in school now, so there’s no need to worry about getting lost.”

"No, Teacher Leng asked me to give it to you personally. It feels very valuable. If it is lost, I, an ordinary teacher, cannot afford to pay for it. Please open the door quickly and don't delay me from getting off work."

"Did you hear me? Open the door!"

"Heh~"

Seeing that the people outside were reluctant to leave and were still persuading him to open the door, Zhao Yiyuan sneered, already 80% sure in his heart.

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