242: Chapter 242 Level One Protected Spirit

What is this power?

Lin Fang looked at the chaotic scene before him. The flight and telekinesis Mewtwo displayed were somewhat similar to his Force Field, yet different. At the very least, he couldn't communicate with others on a mental level yet.

Not just Mewtwo; Lin Fang was also quite curious about the abilities shown by the other Pokémon.

He could only hope that Isaac and the others would provide results as soon as possible.

In the air, Mewtwo appeared to be handling the Capture Team's assault with ease, occasionally uttering intimidating words.

"Insignificant humans, your weapons are nothing more than fragile toys in my eyes."

"Trying to control me? You cannot even control your own hearts, so how can you speak of controlling the ultimate power?"

"My fate is mine alone to command..."

Lin Fang: ...

Clearly, if not for a sneak attack, Clifford Industries' meticulously prepared Capture Team wouldn't even be able to get close to Mewtwo in its prime and on guard.

Seeing Lin Fang's expression, Howard thought he was dissatisfied and hurriedly said, "Mr. Lin, I'll bring in more manpower immediately..."

"A flying kitty, how interesting."

Howard froze upon hearing this. This deep voice didn't come from Lin Fang's mouth; it seemed as if a voice had resonated within his own body.

Just as Howard wondered if he had misheard, a sudden change occurred.

On Lin Fang's shoulder, several unnatural black veins suddenly bulged. Immediately after, a massive surge of pitch-black liquid substance emerged, coalescing into a black creature full of sharp teeth.

What kind of Pokémon is this?!

Howard was horrified; this looked more like some kind of alien creature.

Seeing the surprised Howard, Venom didn't forget to introduce himself, "Hello, Mr. Lame, nice to meet you. I'm Venom."

Lin Fang: "It's your turn."

"Roger that! I'll catch this kitty right away."

Venom quickly merged into Lin Fang's body. A monster covered in black, streamlined biomass, its size instantly swelling to over five meters tall, took Lin Fang's place.

With a single leap, it jumped dozens of meters into the air.

Mewtwo, who was looking down on everyone, was struck hard in the face by a punch.

Caught off guard!

"Ugh!" Mewtwo let out a muffled groan, its body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, slamming hard into a cable tower on the side of the bridge with a heavy thud.

Venom, pressing his advantage, chased after it and unleashed a barrage of blows, momentarily beating the confusion right out of Mewtwo's eyes.

Bang—

Venom was blown back by an invisible force.

After Mewtwo flew back up, it looked at the black monster on the ground with a solemn expression. "Nameless one, state your origin."

Venom stuck out his long tongue and grinned sinisterly. "Kitty, my big fists will tell you."

With that, Venom charged again.

But this time, before he could get close, he was imprisoned in the air by a force, then thrown to the ground with a splat, creating a crater in the pavement.

Mewtwo floated in the air, looking down at him, a hint of disdain flashing in its purple eyes. "Brute force is, after all, just brute force."

Hearing this, Venom went berserk.

But the result was rather ugly. Like a duel between a tanky warrior and a high-agility mage, Venom could hardly touch the hem of Mewtwo's clothes. Instead, he was played like a fiddle, his head ringing from the counterattacks.

If not for his high health and strong recovery, Venom would have been beaten down long ago.

"Kitty, you've really made me angry. Do you dare fight me on the ground?"

Venom let out a furious roar.

Mewtwo's irritation from Venom's sneak attack hadn't dissipated yet. Thinking it necessary to teach this creature a lesson, it slowly landed and said, "Nameless one, I shall grant your wish. Your strength is like grains of sand in my eyes."

Seeing it actually land, Venom's expression instantly changed, a look of pleasant surprise in his eyes. "Fang, hurry up and take it. I'm done playing."

What?!

Mewtwo's eyes narrowed, instantly realizing something was wrong, but it was too late. Before it could react, its consciousness plunged into endless darkness.

In the eyes of the Clifford Capture Team, starting from beneath the black monster's feet, a regular pit hundreds of meters long suddenly appeared. Mewtwo, along with the ground it stood on, had eerily vanished.

What kind of method is this?

Everyone was dumbfounded, their faces filled with disbelief.

As Lin Fang walked back nonchalantly, Howard finally reined in the shock on his face, his respect for Lin Fang deepening in his heart.

"What did you do? Where did you take Mewtwo?" Harry Gumand, tied up by the Capture Team, struggled. "It's a first-class protected Pokémon! What you're doing is illegal!"

The two leaders ignored him and got into the car they came in to head back.

In the darkness of the night, gunshots suddenly rang out again...

—

After obtaining the supplies from this evacuation, Lin Fang's mood improved considerably, so he suggested to Howard that they have dinner together tomorrow.

Howard, of course, gladly agreed and took the initiative to book a private room in Lime City's most expensive restaurant.

The next day, Howard was surprised to find that Lin Fang was not alone. Beside him stood an elderly man in a dark suit.

Though he had never met this person, Howard could tell at a glance that this man was by no means ordinary.

"Old Isaac, let me introduce you. This is Howard Clifford. He's the one who created the R Virus I mentioned to you."

Lin Fang then introduced Isaac to Howard, smiling. "This is Dr. Isaac. He just arrived from another world."

"Mr. Clifford, the R Virus you created has great potential, and the fact that it can directly affect the target's subconscious is very unique."

Isaac took the initiative to extend his hand.

Howard snapped out of it. Wasn't this the big shot Lin Fang had mentioned before, the one who created the Gene Optimization Agent?

Compared to him, he was practically an infant in the field of biology.

"Dr. Isaac, I..."

Immediately, Howard wanted to stand up to greet him, but forgot that he was a disabled man in a wheelchair.

It was Isaac who, being quick-eyed and nimble-handed, supported him, preventing a clumsy fall. "Mr. Clifford, please don't get excited."

And so, the villains of two worlds met like this.

After learning about the symptoms in Howard's legs, Isaac examined them and said with a frown,

"It is indeed a troublesome rare disease. Even if cured, it would require a long recovery period. Mr. Clifford, I suggest an alternative treatment."

"Another one?" Howard's eyes filled with anticipation.

"Yes,"

Isaac smiled. "We have very mature Cloning Technology. We only need to grow a clone of you and then transplant his legs to you."

"If there are other parts of your body you're dissatisfied with, Mr. Clifford, we can replace them all."