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Chapter 279 I'm going to beat up Cynthia, really?

Chapter 279 I'm going to beat up Cynthia, really?

I'm going to beat Cynthia, really?

Although the risk is extremely high, judging from Cynthia's tone, if she wins, wouldn't she be able to snatch away the cabbage sister?

Gudong.

Wei Xin swallowed.

Who can withstand this test?

Wei Xin's mind began to race.

First, let's look at Cynthia's lineup.

Garchomp (can Mega Evolve).

Lucario (theoretically capable of Mega Evolution, but it could also be due to Focus Sash).

Togekiss (can Dynamax, and may also be affected by Crown of the Gods and Serene Grace).

Rockruff (Given Cynthia's tactics, she'll definitely use it to take down the Pokémon that poses the greatest threat to her.)

Glaceon (I don't have a Pokémon that I can completely counter).

Fill in the gap:

Kommo-o-Tai (lack of combat data).

Sea Gastrodon (unremarkable in appearance, but its strength should not be underestimated.)

Milotic (most likely a combination of Mystic Scales and Flame Orb, with ridiculously high defense).

Porygon Z (Adaptability Ability, lack of combat information).

Eelking (A Pokémon with no weaknesses; if its stats are high enough, it can be very troublesome.)

Roserade —

If you use a legendary Pokémon like Lugia, Cynthia will definitely not be convinced. In this case, her team should first be Gardevoir as the main force, and secondly, in order to counter Rockruff's Destiny Bond moves, she should use Spikes to stop the attack and force a switch.

Tianxi should take it with her.

At the same time, hypnosis and dream-eating tactics should be considered. Milotic's electric field is a good choice, but its silly nature may cause accidents, so bring Milotic as a tank and as a buffer to rethink tactics if something unexpected happens.

Tactical backup: A one-for-one trade with a Mimikyu, followed by Sylveon's overwhelming firepower (a Dragon nemesis). Considering my lineup is completely exposed and vulnerable to Cynthia's countermeasures, I need an unexpected surprise unit. In conclusion, my chances of winning are—

Looking at Wei Xin, who was so emotionally agitated that he was thinking at high speed, even activating his wave-guiding power, his long black hair was starting to flutter, his face was flushed, and black smoke was almost coming out of his head.

Cynthia acted swiftly, striking his head with a chop.

"Okay, that's enough!"

Interrupted from his thoughts, Wei Xin's brain completely shut down, and he collapsed onto the sofa, his vision going black.

Cynthia sighed as she gazed at Wei Xin, who was gently placed on the sofa by Gardevoir. She had only been joking; she hadn't expected Wei Xin to actually start thinking.

Even, in a daze, a chilling sense of crisis slowly crept up her spine.

It felt like I was completely exposed, which was unsettling.

Wei Xin's growth rate is astonishingly fast. I wonder if I will really fall into Wei Xin's trap one day.

Hmm, I need to find some time to study this kid's lineup and tactics.

In the instant his thoughts were interrupted by Cynthia, Wei Xin felt his consciousness enter a special space, surrounded by pitch blackness, with only the faint sound of water and heavy breathing in his ears.

Unable to open its eyes, it can only use waveguides to explore its surroundings.

-

Then, Wei Xin saw a golden crown, or rather, a helmet.

Inside the helmet, a pair of scarlet eyes opened, and a violent aura continuously stimulated Wei Xin's waveguide. Amidst an angry roar, Wei Xin's consciousness was scattered and returned.

Upon opening his eyes, Wei Xin saw cold sweat trickling down his forehead and golden light flowing from a pair of gentle, grey eyes.

"What a magnificent face," Wei Xin remarked.

"I'll take that as a compliment! Did you just have a nightmare?"

Cynthia had changed into a loose-fitting bathrobe that fit perfectly without any extra perks, yet it accentuated her beautiful curves. As he drifted off into his daydream, Wei Xin caught a whiff of a sweet scent.

It's a pity it's not malt.

Speaking incoherently, like a patient under anesthesia, "How can there be nightmares when you're in heaven? It smells so good, did you just take a shower?"

"I washed them at home." Cynthia smiled, not taking Wei Xin's words to heart, assuming he was talking in his sleep, and teased, "Speaking of which, your eyes can even change color, they're quite beautiful."

"Exclusively for the Dragon God's Messenger, would you like me to send you one?"

"Is that okay?" Cynthia asked.

"Of course not." Wei Xin joked. Igniting the golden eyes is exclusive to hybrids; Muggles don't have this ability. In fact, even Higana, a pure Meteorite, can't do it.

But why did I involuntarily activate Rayquaza's power?

It seems to be in a dream, and I sensed a presence in the dream.

What exactly is the source of that aura?

After escaping the dream, Wei Xin's memories played hide-and-seek with him, escaping to places he couldn't find.

Wei Xin suddenly felt uneasy. Could it be that something unexpected would happen during this tomb raiding trip?

After a brief moment of thought, Wei Xin decided that although Cynthia was strong, she was not invincible. Just in case, it was best to have a few more backup plans.

"Actually, I meant soaking your eyes in formaldehyde." Seeing Wei Xin lying on her lap, lost in thought, Shirona made a very dangerous joke, "If your eyes keep wandering and you stay on my lap and don't get up..."

Wei Xin's hair was too long and a bit prickly.

Wei Xin gasped, did a sit-up, and reluctantly pulled away from the champion-level lap pillow.

Sister Cabbage is so scary.

Wei Xin's startled reaction brought Cynthia a lot of amusement.

They're quite cute.

"Consider the lap pillow you just received your reward. Now, what shall we do? Discuss the history of the Eastern Empire?"

"I don't have a teaching certificate, and running a private tutoring center might take away from other people's business, but I can find you some materials, you can take a look yourself."

Wei Xin handed the Ziegler polyhedron to Herona.

dong dong!

I knocked twice.

"Wake up, Zygarde, it's time for class."

, 5

As an ancient relic that has lived for thousands, even tens of thousands of years, Zygarde has an intelligence network that spans the entire planet, making him a living history book.

"Hmm? What's up?"

Zygarde emerged from the polyhedron, curled its tail, rubbed its sleepy eyes, and yawned widely. Wei Xin didn't understand why Zygarde slept in the sun during the day and then went back to the polyhedron to sleep at night.

Is the "z" in "z神" (z god) actually "zzz"?

"I need you to tell Cynthia some history."

"Cynthia?" Zygarde turned to look at Cynthia beside him, who was cupping her face in her hands and staring at him with curiosity, as if admiring a living antique. "You're that little girl from the Hoenn incident, aren't you? You've brought her home so quickly. But you really do like blonde hair and blue eyes—"

"I like blonde hair and blue eyes"—Cynthia's gaze sharpened.

Besides himself, are there any other blond-haired, blue-eyed people that Wei Xin knows?

"Oh!" Wei Xin quickly covered Zigeld's mouth. "Teacher, please don't talk about things that are unrelated to the lesson."

I hate it when people start making baseless accusations before anything's even started.

Kidd broke free from Wei Xin's grasp, rolled his eyes at him, and said, "So what if you like a few more girls? What are you afraid of? You have no sense of the spirit of our ancestors."

After thinking it over, he decided not to cause any trouble and turned to Cynthia: "Little girl, you can ask me anything you're interested in."

"Anything is fine?"

"Yes!" Zygarde puffed out his chest and said confidently.

"As long as it is a real historical event or a clearly recorded history, I can help you find it, but only in Donghuang. I can't help you with other regions."

"Alright, I'd like to ask who Qin Shi Huang's biological father was?"

"???" Zygarde looked up, stunned, and hesitated to speak.

A living history is right in front of you, yet you're most curious about these unofficial histories?

"Is that not allowed?"

Cynthia blinked her big eyes.

"Alright, it may sound a bit wild, but this is at least considered official history, so it'll give you some insight into this kid's life. To talk about Ying Zheng, we need to start with his mother's identity and the people she knew—"

While Cynthia was enthusiastically discussing historical anecdotes with Zygarde, Wei Xin went out into the courtyard and, to prevent any unforeseen circumstances during their trip to the tomb, made a phone call.

"Hey, Rosamund?"