Pokémon: My Dad is Kyurem

Chapter 86 Dean! Hand over the notebook!

"(? _? ? ?)? Are you destroying my house?" Song Chenggong walked over with a black line on his face. Bang-headed clown was already lying on the ground, his level had returned to normal, and his Chaos Transformation trait had disappeared.

Qi Hao and A Ren exited the possessed state, stretched, and said, "Ha~ We're done fighting."

The Sky Thunder also stopped, and Yi Yi jumped out of the Sky Thunder and kept using the new equipment, while Xiao Tie was engrossed in the magnetic field rotation in his hand.

He wanted to remember this feeling completely, so that he would continue to evolve the bond. Qi Hao didn't intend to sever it, so as not to disturb him.

After saying that, it even made a peace sign at the ceiling, and the feeling of being watched disappeared at that moment. Without a doubt, Mewtwo had taken back its psychic powers.

Ma Ling'er squatted down next to Bang-Headed Clown. He felt that the residual energy on Bang-Headed Clown could help optimize the Pendulum System.

"Hmph, you guys really do have some amazing skills." Bina appeared behind Qi Hao at some point and reached out to touch the Sky Thunder to see what material it was made of.

Then Yi Yi slapped him away.

"Bu! (Don't touch it! Don't you know you can't just touch a model kit?)" He sped up the release of the new kit, and after cleaning it up, he immediately put away the Sky Thunder and the Pegasus Twin Swords.

"Hmph, little one, don't think I don't know what you're talking about!" Bina revealed a slightly terrifying smile, which scared Qi Hao so much that he picked up Yi Yi and moved a little further away. Heaven knows what this funny person might do.

Bina didn't bother to argue. She turned to look at Xiao Tie, who was spinning a magnetic field in his palm, and placed her hand under Xiao Tie's hand. Her hand glowed with a pink light unique to superpowers: "If I'm not mistaken, you probably want to stay like this."

As he spoke, the magnetic field on Xiao Tie's hand began to rotate with his superpower. Xiao Tie suddenly understood, clenched his three claws into fists, and the rotating magnetic field merged into his fists. Xiao Tie also remembered this feeling.

"Huh? (You can rotate magnetic fields?)" Xiao Tie looked at Bina with slight shock. What? A magnetic field war god??

Bina shook her head with a smile. "No, but I can roughly tell how it works just by looking at it."

Bina conjured a cup of tea out of thin air, took a small sip, and said, "I call this perfect vision. No matter how small the flaw, it can't escape my eyes."

Then he casually poured the tea he was holding onto the ground: "This cup has been steeping for too long. By the way, the reason I first entered the hospital was because I saw time stop."

Bina smiled slightly. "Do you understand? You can clearly feel that time has stopped, but you are completely unable to move during this time. It's as if the world has been paused."

Xiao Tie scratched his head, puzzled. "Huh? (What does this have to do with me?)"

"Maybe, who knows? If you think it's there, then it is; if you think it's not there, then it isn't." Bina said, and before anyone knew it, she had another cup of tea in her hand.

Ma Ling'er took out a healing spray from the side and poured it directly on the clown with the banged head on the ground. As for why she didn't give him food? Because his head had exploded!

"Where is this?" The clown with the thumping head, who had been lying on the ground, grew his head back. "Oh! It's still here! Hehehe!"

Then he saw Qi Hao propping his head up next to him. The elf acted like he had PTSD, not caring what was closest to him, and hugged him tightly.

"Hehehehe, how come this demon is still here? Hehehe." The clown with the banged head kept shaking, but he still grinned.

"?_? Can it speak human language?" Ma Ling'er, who was suddenly hugged, pushed up her glasses and lifted the 13-kilogram Bang-Headed Clown off the ground with one hand.

"?? Is this the kind of guy? And I have to subdue him?" Ma Ling'er looked at Song Chenggong with disdain. For the first time, he felt that the principal had really bad taste.

Song Chenggong was also a little unsure at this point. What on earth was this stubborn and cowardly guy?

"(||?_?) Um, don't let his appearance fool you, he's feared abroad."

Unexpectedly, the clown with the bang head was even more anxious than Song Chenggong when he heard that he might be subdued. Even the PTSD he had just developed from being beaten by Qi Hao had healed.

"Me! Me! Me! I'm very strong! I can control chaos!" He said, pulling Ma Ling'er aside and starting to introduce himself, acting like a salesman.

Taking advantage of this moment, Song Chenggong walked up to Qi Hao and whispered in Qi Hao's ear, "Why did you hit a spirit that's not even level 60 so hard?"

Qi Hao didn't know how to answer for a moment: "ˉ\\_(ツ)_/ˉ Would you believe me if I said he was originally level 70?"

Seeing the doubt in Song Chenggong's eyes, well, it seems he doesn't believe it.

"Fine, don't believe me then!" Qi Hao said, then put away Xiao Tie and the other two and walked out of the dungeon. The fight was over, and he had no intention of capturing Bang Head Clown anyway, so he decided to go back and get his reward from Mewtwo.

As soon as he reached the hole in the wall, he saw the dean sitting on a plastic chair at a food stall with his back to Qi Hao.

December 1, 15:04 pm

"Hey Dean! Your days of constantly opening your notebook are over!" Qi Hao slowly walked towards the Dean.

Give me the notebook!

"If you want it, you'll have to come and get it yourself." The dean closed the notebook he was holding and placed it on the armrest of the stool.

She stood up and faced Qi Hao: "You should understand these rules now."

Qi Hao remained unmoved. "I knew you would say that."

The dean adjusted his glasses. "Have we ever fought each other?"

"It's hard to say. In my recent memory, we've only been fighting each other." Qi Hao knew that the dean hadn't told the truth much from the beginning, and had been fighting Qi Hao in a different field from start to finish.

For the first time, a smile appeared on the dean's face, but Qi Hao stepped forward directly: "It's time to settle this, Dean!"

"That'll solve everything!"

The dean did not respond, but simply gave a thumbs-up with one hand.

Qi Hao walked towards the other person, then slapped his forehead. "Damn, what kind of weird sense of déjà vu is this? Why does it look like we're about to fight? Is this the curse of the plastic chairs at the food stall?"

Qi Hao bypassed the dean, picked up his notebook, and began to quickly flip through it. Sure enough, the information about the Clown Demon was also written on it, and the discharge method was clearly stated: defeat and subdue.

"Good grief, so you weren't playing for real after all! I thought you wanted me to defeat him! Turns out you wanted me to heal him!" Qi Hao shoved the notebook back into the dean's hands.

The dean shook his head, and casually touched the plastic chair. "If you knew, how would I be sure you wouldn't help me?"

The plastic chair vanished on the spot. The dean reached into his pocket and pulled out an empty bracelet. "As payment for your help, I'll give you this. This Z bracelet is one of the most valuable things in my hospital. Consider it your reward."

After saying that, she handed over the white bracelet. Qi Hao didn't refuse, took the bracelet, and put it on his wrist. It was the right size, but it was a little heavy on his wrist.

"The person upstairs is still waiting for you, don't keep the master waiting too long." The dean said, gesturing for him to proceed again. Only then did Qi Hao remember that Mewtwo was still waiting for him, and he ran off.

The principal watched Qi Hao run away, smiled, opened his notebook, and put a checkmark next to the clown with the banged head. He then looked at the patients around him and said, "The first one who can leave has appeared. I hope you won't have to wait too long."