I Copy Under One Punch

  Chapter 73 The Soul of Migrant Workers (Please recommend tickets)

  Backing to the room, Aomori took out the 【Laptop】.

  As soon as the machine was turned on, Kayaba Akihiko, who hadn't come out for a long time to breathe, jumped out: "Where is this place? Has it changed to another place?"

   After entering the system backpack, time stood still, and his memory was still in that Internet cafe.

   "Last time you did some tricks, you'll know when you're connected to the Internet." Aomori explained.

  However, Kayaba Akihiko, who was connected to the Internet, sent a frustrated emoticon: "No more, all the copy data packets I left behind have been cleared."

   "It seems that the system treats you as a whole. It is impossible to separate from the source data. You can only recreate a brand new individual."

   "I'm already working on it."

  Kayaba Akihiko is a mature scientist, Aomori let him do it, as long as he doesn't create another death game.

   "By the way, you can help me pay attention to whether there is anything related to move cheats on the Internet."

   There are never too many moves and cheats.

"receive."

  After giving the order, Aomori ignored Kayaba Akihiko, and he first inserted the move disc of [Reflecting Wall] into the [Laptop] to play.

"Well, put the Pokémon into a pre-made airtight container, let the Pokémon attach its spiritual power to the inner wall of the airtight container, and connect them together. Persist for ten to fifteen days, and then remove the airtight container, Pokémon Dreams can usually build a reflection wall to protect the whole body with mental power."

   This cheat book is very simple, and Aomori understood it. He saw this kind of equipment in the training room in the morning, and when he goes to practice tomorrow, it seems that he can learn it himself.

  He watched both [Steel Wing] and [Destroy Death Beam], and he felt that it was not difficult to learn according to the method in the video.

   "Absol, Bi Diao, Darkrai, such a simple move, you can learn it casually, don't let the other Pokémon in the Golden Gym laugh."

   "..." Absolu, Bi Diao, and Dalei Qiqi nodded.

  The life of training is boring but fulfilling. For more than ten days in a row, Aomori and his three friends have spent in continuous training.

  The progress is unsatisfactory. Both Aomori and Absolu have learned to reflect the wall, Bi Diao has mastered the steel wings, and Darkrai has learned to reflect the wall and destroy the dead light at the same time.

  Aomori's super power has also been further improved, and he can already move 10 catties of weight, but he still has no clue about perspective.

  A few days ago, Nazi found him [Big Sunny Day], [Pray for Rain], [Bird Slam] and [Stand-in], just in time for them to have the next round of special training.

  But there is no news about Sanzhun Shen.

   While they were in full swing for special training, Naz came to the door again, this time to get Aomori to fulfill his job duties.

   "Someone will come to challenge the gymnasium later, you can dismiss it for me." The identities of those Nazis have already helped Aomori.

   "Who is it?" Aomori asked casually without raising his head, controlling the chair in front of him to float back and forth.

   "Two men and one woman, the challenger should be the little boy with Pikachu."

   "Huh? It's finally time for this part of the plot." To be honest, he was really looking forward to what the laughing Nazi would look like.

   Aomori stood up, the chair lost the support of the super power and fell to the ground.

  Xiaozhi and the others arrived here without incident. It seems that the Rockets trio failed again, even with Aomori's assists. They really are not good at doing bad things.

   "I came up with a good idea, I hope you can cooperate." Aomori showed a trace of innocent smile.

"good."

   "By the way, how did you realize that they would come to the Golden Gym to challenge?"

   "It's a reminder of fate."

   "Old Riddler. Then when I come to challenge, you won't know it in advance, right?"

   "..."

   "Hey, why did you run away by yourself?" Aomori looked at Nazi who had disappeared without a trace, shook his head in wonder, and had no choice but to leave and walk to the battlefield by himself.

   "Did I hit it?" Thinking about it carefully, it is really possible, and this can explain the weird Nazi that day.

   "Could it be that you can predict the future?" Aomori decided to let Absolu learn 【Future Prediction】 next time.

   "Finally entered the Golden Gym."

Xiaozhi and the others have been encountering strange things since they entered the Golden City. At first they were teleported to a closed room by the rocket team trio, and then they were rescued by a strange little girl and teleported to the door of the Golden Gym , and then met a strange uncle who said something strange to them.

   "By the way, this gymnasium also looks very strange." Xiaoxia said in fear, her body shrank involuntarily towards Xiaozhi.

   "I think it's okay."

   "Xiao Zhi, I think we should be more careful." Xiao Gang said solemnly.

On the way, they saw many people in the laboratory doing strange things, and then met a man in a white coat. Under his leadership, they went to the battle field and met the gym master of the Golden Gym—Nazzi, girl doll in her arms.

   "Hey, it's the little girl I met before." Xiaozhi greeted enthusiastically, "Thank you for saving us."

   "Hee hee hee..." The little girl doll laughed like a silver bell.

   "Xiaozhi, this little girl doesn't look ordinary." Xiaoxia tugged at Xiaozhi's sleeve.

  Xiao Gang also said: "Such a young girl should not be the master of the gymnasium, what is her identity?"

   "It's useless to guess." Xiaozhi asked directly: "Are you the gym master here, Nazi? I want to have a formal match with you, and use your golden badge as a bet."

   "Well, it's useless to compete with you, but your opponent is not me." The little girl doll said.

   "Ah? Aren't you the gym master?"

   "I am, but you are not qualified to challenge me." The little girl doll giggled and pointed in front of her, "Your opponent is him."

  A figure suddenly appeared opposite Xiaozhi and the others, standing in the position of the trainer on the battlefield.

   "What?!" Xiaozhi was shocked when he saw the familiar person, and blurted out: "Brother Aomori, why is it you?"

  Xiaozhi wanted to go over to talk to Aomori, but was held back by Xiaogang.

   "Xiaozhi, wait a minute, Mr. Aomori looks very strange in his current state." Xiao Gang said solemnly, his squinting eyes seemed to be about to open.

  Xiaozhi was stunned for a moment, looked at Aomori, and said tentatively, "Brother Aomori."

   "I am not the former Aomori, but now I am a migrant worker under Nazi-sama. The migrant worker is undefeated, and the soul of the migrant worker is immortal!" Aomori said with red eyes, without emotion.

   "Look at his eyes, Mr. Aomori must be under control." Xiaoxia shouted.

   "What?" Xiaozhi was very angry, "What did you do to Brother Aomori, quickly restore it to the original."

"Hee hee hee." The light moved back, and Na Zi's figure appeared. She said in her usual cold voice: "He lost to me in the game. According to the agreement, he will work for me. And if you lose , will become a doll and will always be with me.”

   "It turns out that she is the real Gym Master Nazi!"

   "Damn woman, if I win you, you will restore Big Brother Aomori to his original state!" Xiaozhi said angrily.

   "Let's talk about it after you defeat him."

  Aomori stepped forward and released the borrowed Pokémon fan.

   "It's troublesome, Xiaozhi, Mr. Aomori is not so easy to deal with. Nazi who defeated him is stronger than him. Let's retreat first and think about it in the long run." Xiao Gang suggested.

   "I think Xiaogang is right." Xiaoxia doesn't want to stay here anymore.

   "No, I'm going to try!" Xiaozhi said recklessly as always, "Pikachu, it's up to you."

   "Pickup!"

   Who is not a worker?

   (Thanks to the book friend "20200630204504318" for the reward and the monthly ticket, and to the book friend "Drunken Singing", "The Night Keeps People" for the monthly ticket, thank you very much!)

  (end of this chapter)