"Very reliable, Akaya!"

"That's great, Akaya. Thanks to you."

"We're running out of time. There are still 17 minutes left. Should we buy some more?"

"No, they don't sell it anymore. I've bought all the ones that are available." Kirihara was hung with things all over his body, and his whole body was leaning on the thing hanging on his chest that looked to weigh hundreds of pounds.

There were seven or eight pieces of medical equipment on top of the backpack on his back, and his waist was full of storage bags, which contained therapeutic drugs that the medical center had sorted for him.

He was now completely unable to move.

"They said they have reached the upper limit for today's sale, and you can buy more after they replenish it in the evening."

"Fortunately, Senior Yuan gave me enough money."

The five people surrounded Kirihara and waited for time.

At 5 minutes before noon, the medical center's rescue nurse ‹Chucky› pushed an Arbok and Vash in, followed by Musashi, Kojiro and Meowth.

The three villains watched their Pokémon being pushed into the emergency room. They sat on the bench at the door and stared at the closed door, not noticing Karasuma Gaki and the others.

"They love their Pokémon too, even though they claim to be the worst villains every day." Yukimura was still very impressed with the trio.

〈Since you asked sincerely, I will mercifully tell you that in order to prevent the world from being destroyed, to protect world peace, to implement love and true evil, cute and charming villains, Musashi, Kojiro, we are the Rocket Team traveling through the galaxy, White Hole, a white tomorrow is waiting for us - that's it, meow〉

Each time they appear, they have different poses and styles, as well as the unchanging and very catchy entrance lines and BGM.

"Haha, they are really cute." Yukimura has some sympathy for these silly people.

"Well, it's quite interesting." Karasuma Gaki took out a few stacks of money from the zipper on the side of his schoolbag. The money here was exchanged for gold, which was completely different from the currency there.

They probably won't have a chance to come back.

"Musashi, Kojiro." Karasuma Gaki called the two people's names, and when the two looked up at them, he stuffed a few wads of money into their hands, "Help me buy some rare Pokémon, thank you, if I have a chance, I will come back to get them."

"Huh? Then buy it for me too!" Bunta, Niou, Atobe and Yukimura also stuffed their remaining money into the two of them.

"Ahhh, I only have 500,000 yen..." Kirihara raised the money in his hand, "Please buy it for me too, thank you."

Musashi, Kojiro and Meowth were holding a large amount of cash in their arms, and they all looked confused.

"Don't you know Team Rocket? We are the famous anti-..." Disappeared, the six boys suddenly disappeared in front of them, along with the pile of things that the black-haired boy was carrying.

“Disgusting feeling...”

“I hate keeping accounts…”

"Once it's in our hands, it's our money meow..."

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At twelve o'clock noon, the strange white fog once again shrouded the six people's vision.

After a period of weightlessness, Kirihara felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him. “Wow wow wow! Help me—Ahhhhh, I’m going to be crushed to death!”

Their Squirtle, Goldfish, and Starfish were all on top of Kirihara.

The five people took off their backpacks and hurriedly helped Qieyuan unload his things.