Pokémon: My Dad is Kyurem

Chapter 362 The Continuation of Ideas

Solgaleo blasted the Iron Thorns to smithereens without leaving a trace; it simply vaporized.

The extreme, terrifying heat distorted the air itself!

But it's not over yet. Solgaleo charges up again, and this time his target is the Cybernetics Master!

But he hesitated for a moment, closed his eyes and began to think, as if he was weighing something.

"It's better to destroy this thing after all. Don't blame me, Atlas; it's ultimately an obstacle on my way to the finish line." His red eyes opened again, no longer wavering, only unwavering in his pursuit! "Then, the second time! Meteor..."

"Hey! Leon! Where are you? There's not a soul around! We've infiltrated a complete wasteland! Can you hear me? Where are you?!" Old Man Claw had appeared at the doorway without anyone noticing. "Ah... found you."

"Why do you walk so quietly?!" Leon complained, his expression inevitably a little embarrassed, while Old Pliers didn't seem to notice anything wrong.

Because Leon had already regressed from Solgaleo back to Cosmom.

The surrounding air temperature dropped instantly, and since his targets either vaporized or turned to ash, Old Pliers couldn't immediately see what was wrong.

"(? ?° ?? ?°?)? I flew here, of course I didn't make a sound." Old Man Pliers crossed his arms, not understanding why Leon was so concerned about whether his footsteps made any noise. He didn't walk at all, okay?

"Alright, alright, alright, let's hurry up and go to the top floor. There's nothing to see here, let's go." There was no time to dwell on these trivial matters. As long as the electronic world's mainframe wasn't destroyed, so be it. Leon just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible to avoid being exposed.

"Hey! Don't push me! I just felt a little cold and my body is still a bit stiff, don't rush me!" Old Qian was pushed away by Leon, and all he knew was that there were many computer screens in the room and a data cable that was broken in half on the floor.

Ten minutes after Old Pliers left...

"This isn't working, Rex. We probably won't be able to get in now." The purple humanoid creature looked at the empty corridor, then glanced at the electronic world's mainframe, and shook his head helplessly. He didn't know how to use this thing!

Wright, this Ditto, has stopped acting altogether. He's too lazy to even transform into an elf; he just does whatever makes him comfortable.

"Can't this thing be connected to a data cable?" The red mechanical dragon looked at the interface on the mainframe and felt that it could connect one too.

"Rex, you've just been resurrected. You haven't even regained your memories, and your soul and body haven't been properly integrated. I'm afraid your soul data will collapse if we don't have a professional help."

"So what do we do next?" Rex's short arms couldn't find his head, otherwise he would definitely have scratched it in his confusion.

Wright pondered for a moment, his pupils turning deep blue again, and the flow of time began to appear in his eyes. After a moment, he came to a simple conclusion: "We'll go to Dyna Technology first, then find Zero, and then just wait. Wright will appear."

Wright then jumped onto Rex's back, using his concept-level transformation ability to create an optical camouflage layer, and was then carried into the sky by Rex.

Twenty minutes later...

"What's going on! Such a big thing! How come it took you half an hour to contact me!" Cheol Dong-seok couldn't help but slap the decoration next to him into the wall, smashing it to pieces.

Looking at the unusually calm electronic control room in front of him, he inexplicably felt that his energy core was leaking electricity.

It was so sudden. Not long ago, Tie Jingji was still arguing with him. Even though there were some minor frictions between them, Tie Dongxi had always regarded him as a rare colleague.

If it weren't for the fact that the local network showed that Tie Jingji's account had indeed been deactivated, he wouldn't have believed the news at all!

Tie Dongxi bent down and carefully picked up the burned data cable from the ground, the other half of which had probably turned to ashes.

"Godfather... what will happen to them if you leave?" Cheol Dong-seok muttered to himself. Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he repaired the disconnected interface and reconnected it to the data connection point that had been opened on his chest.

"At least let me help you accomplish all of this! Matriarch! Requesting connection to the Slashing Machine and Flash Blade Mechanism! Requesting data access."

Tie Dongxi muttered to himself, even though he was the only elf here right now.

But soon, floating metal particles appeared in the air, quickly arranging themselves into a word:

approve.

hum!

Two beams of light shot into the sky from the science and technology city, followed by a giant red sword and nine red one-handed swords—a total of ten weapons—that soared into the sky!

It came rushing in as a stream of data, carrying with it raging flames!

That's the Flame Slash Machine: End Sigma and the Sky Slash Machine: Ryouri.

These armed forces will now enter the electronic realm, awaiting the call of the authority holders.

Just then, a steady voice rang out from the doorway.

"It is an honor to see this, but it is clear that you, Lord City Lord, are not in a good mood. Although it may be a bit inappropriate to talk about your mood to a machine, I would like to ask, what has happened to make you so angry?"

Suddenly, Itagaki and Apollo, who was following behind him, arrived.

Everything was too coincidental.

But at this moment, Cheol Dong-seok returned to his mechanical calm.

“I won’t question why you didn’t stop him, but please help me issue an arrest warrant. Although we can’t completely break ties with the Flash Steel team, they are no longer trustworthy. I am willing to represent Feidian Technology to deepen cooperation with Rocket Group and grant them some authority.”

Despite the rapid flow of data in the electronics industry before his eyes, Cheol Dong-seok had already drafted a contract and remained completely unaffected.

"Oh dear, I'm helpless too. Do you really think I can resist a divine beast? Right? Humans can't do that." Banmu dodged the question. As for whether he could stop the divine beast? Ha... no one would believe him anyway.

"Apollo, it's time to get to work." After casually taking the contract, Banmu turned and left; this was no place to linger.

"Understood, Boss Banmu." Apollo replied, then left Banmu and strode towards the company, temporarily taking over a portion of the city's authority and issuing orders to the small group of sentient machines.

As for planks?

"I should go see those two kids. I'm occasionally interested in the power of other mythical beasts."

It seems that Banmu has other plans.

………………

On this day, the entire science and technology city mourned.

Broadcast throughout the city by the Rocket Group:

Ironthorn Han Jia, the godfather of all controlled robots.

He left us forever on this day.

Perhaps some people don't understand what this means.

But the controlled machines knew that the godfather who had given them emotions, like a biological father, was no longer there.

The godfather who healed them has left...

The first healer of machines coined the term "controlling machines."

But there's no need to worry, Ironthorn already had a contingency plan...

The world of electronics remains the final journey of his life...