Pokémon the Second Reality

Chapter 373 Game 1 (Part )

Xiao Ming sat back on the chair, crossed his legs, and waited for someone to arrive.

The man in the suit walked through the center of the game hall where people were coming and going, and came to the small corner where Xiao Ming was.

Seeing Xiao Ming looking at him, the man in the suit smiled slightly and said

"Hello, sir, I am Yang Buming, one of the agents of Clover Game Hall."

"Uh, hello."

Although he kept watching Yang Buming, a man in a suit, walking over like this, Xiao Ming still acted like he didn't know why he was here.

"Sir," Yang Buming bowed slightly, "are you a time traveler?"

Travelers, this is what people in this world call players.

Xiao Ming curled his lips

"Are you talking about that special group that disappears and reappears at unknown time and place, whose strength is as easy to improve as drinking boiled water, and who are supported by the alliance?"

Having said this, he paused and then continued:

"I'm really sorry, I'm not the person you're looking for."

Yang Buming's smile did not change. He originally just wanted to test it out. If Xiao Ming is a time traveler (player), then he will fight him on the grounds that "time travelers can enjoy discounts", but now

"Sir," Yang Buming's lips curled up again, "I didn't mean to offend you, I was just out of curiosity."

"Oh? Curious? It's not that simple." Xiao Ming stood up.

"Yes," Yang Buming nodded slightly, "you have played in our game hall for 3 hours, but you have tens of thousands of times the interest rate. Your talent in this kind of game is amazing. Therefore, we plan to invite You’re in for a big game party.”

"Oh? Is it fun? Free?"

"That's natural." Yang Buming bent down a little more, "But before that, you have to participate in a game to announce your intervention to other participants in this game."

"Haha, that's really interesting." Xiao Ming smiled and then said, "Lead the way, this grand game will not be held in a place like this, right?"

Yang Buming's smile reached its peak arc

"That's natural."

Yang Buming turned around and led the way.

At this moment, he didn't notice Xiao Ming behind him. The pair of eyes exposed under the lenses were flickering in a very strange way.

At this moment, just outside the door, two people were standing there, in the same position as when Xiao Ming was looking at the door before.

The two men were from the Seventh Special Operations Group, one of whom was a young man and the other an old man.

Of course, this old man is indeed an old man, but he looks like a young man in his twenties, with fair skin, flowing short hair, and wearing sunglasses.

The two of them remained silent until the young man broke the silence

"I said, you finally don't wear the same pair of glasses."

"It's not like you don't know how popular I am now," the man wearing sunglasses said helplessly, "Ever since I won the championship of that Pikachu live broadcast competition, my popularity has been rising, to the point where I look like a celebrity when I go out. .”

"I know, you are data after all." As he said this, the young man's voice rose a little higher.

"Shut up!" the man in sunglasses yelled, but when he saw a few passers-by turning their heads, he immediately lowered his voice, "Do you want me to die?!"

"Come on, big anchor." The young man sighed, "Why do I have to go?"

"Are your hacking skills better than mine?" The man in sunglasses raised the corner of his mouth.

"Tch, isn't it just because you have a 3D dragon?" the young man muttered.

"Okay, hurry up and go in!"

"Yes, yes, my big anchor."