"I lost..."
When the battle was over, Cohen shook his head regretfully and took back the defeated Cold Water Monkey.
The combat level of this Team Plasma guy is pretty good.
But his mentality was still very good, and he took the initiative to shake hands after the fight.
"It seems that the one who can stay in the end is you...Mr. Acroma."
But in the end, his face straightened, and Cohen felt it was necessary to say something:
"But you are from Team Plasma after all. If you want to travel with them, please make sure not to do anything dangerous."
As gym leaders, it is also one of their responsibilities to maintain peace and protect the safety of ordinary people.
Although this man didn't look like a villain on the outside, Team Plasma's reputation in the past wasn't very good, so Cohen felt it was better to be careful.
"It's natural, I'm a good person~"
Acroma's expression did not change, he just smiled happily.
The gears suspended above the head, the two gears rotated in succession and slowed down, making a rusty "knocking" sound. It seemed that the previous gear shifting was a bit overloaded.
Kouen nodded and walked towards Xiaozhi and Mingyi.
"It's a pity. I really want to travel with you two~ Anyway, if you have a chance, you can come to our Sanyao Gym. Maybe we three brothers can show you a perfect battle dish~!"
Kou En is like a kind big brother, polite and caring even when facing strangers.
"As for the people in Team Plasma... they must not have the intention to harm others, nor must they have the intention to guard against others."
He also exchanged contact information, and then glanced at Acroma not far away, indicating that if something happened, he could be informed as soon as possible.
"Then I wish you all a smooth journey~!"
With that said, Kou En put one hand on his chest, bowed to the two of them, turned around and left, shaking his head with some regret along the way.
"Um, Mr. Cohen..."
What else does Xiaozhi want to retain? Kouen seems to be their perfect partner!
It's just that it's hard for him to say it.
Not far away, Acroma was squinting his eyes, seemingly enjoying the joy of victory, and was waiting for the final reward.
He can't just blow the whistle openly, can he?
Helpless, Xiaozhi forced himself to walk in front of Acroma.
He is a bold artist and doesn't care about Team Plasma's identity. Ash is more concerned about the cooking skills of this mysterious scientist.
"..."
Mingyi, on the other hand, was a little scared, and her mother's instructions before leaving were still echoing in her mind.
...
"Mr. Acroma's strength is still superior. We will be partners from now on~!"
Soon, Xiaozhi showed a smile, stretched out his palm, and asked tentatively:
"Speaking of which, Acroma-san is as good at cooking as he is at fighting...?"
Akroma first held Xiaozhi's palm behind his back. After hearing the question, he shrugged, spread his hands and said:
"I am a scientist, and I will never use my hands to make dishes with oil, salt, soy and vinegar~!"
His tone was very matter-of-fact.
Hearing this, Xiaozhi's expression suddenly darkened.
I was originally going to recruit a chef, but another mouth appeared?
"It's just cooking~"
Akroma probably guessed the purpose of Xiaozhi and the others, and he suddenly snapped his fingers.
"In what age are you still cooking with your own hands?"
Then, under the confused looks of the two people, Acroma suddenly raised one arm and quickly operated the smart device panel on his wrist.
The equipment is connected to his researcher coat and looks very advanced.
Didi didi...!
Xiaozhi couldn't understand it either, so he watched Akroma tap the screen repeatedly.
Card!
The next moment, the white dining table not far away that he had not put away turned up and revealed a red picnic table.
Acroma waved his arm and introduced:
"This is my latest invention, the gourmet tablecloth~!"
After saying that, he happily pulled the two of them to the dining table.
"Then you just need to shout the name of the dish you want to the tablecloth, and it will automatically generate the food!"
Xiaozhi & Mingyi: "???"
Why do you listen? It is completely something that cannot be explained by high technology?
However, Xiaozhi still had the courage to tentatively shout to this ordinary tablecloth:
"Have some pork chop rice!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire tablecloth and the dining table below began to shake, as if a machine was running.
This movement made people feel like it was going to explode and flip the table over in the next second.
boom!
Just as a burst of smoke rose, when they saw clearly again, a large bowl of pork chop rice appeared on the red tablecloth.
The snow-white and plump rice grains are covered with a few pieces of fried pork chops made from unknown pigs, sprinkled with sauce, and supplemented with simple vegetables...
It’s really a standard bowl of pork chop rice!
"Then I want a bowl of barbecued pork ramen!" "Pikachu~!"
Mingyi and Pikachu also called out tentatively, is there really such a terrible thing?
Sure enough, the dining table shook again, not too much.
About half a minute later, there was another familiar "bang" sound, and next to the pork chop rice, this time there was a bowl of barbecued pork ramen.
On top of the tempting soup, steaming white mist floats upward, proving that it is freshly baked.
"Pickup?"
However, only ramen appeared, not the exquisite rat food Pikachu called out. Pikachu looked at Akroma.
Are you looking down on Shushu?
"I'm sorry, this gourmet tablecloth can only understand human language at present. Pokémon language is still a technical difficulty that is difficult to overcome..."
Akroma smiled apologetically.
How unscientific is it?
Then he added:
“Let’s have a piece of premium rat food and a donut for lunch~!”
After a while, a lot of delicious food was placed on the table.
Gu~! Gu~!
Needless to say, they were tired after walking all the way to Zuanmu Ranch. Xiaozhi and Pikachu could only put aside scientific principles and other things for the time being, and walked to the table to feast.
It’s really an authentic pork chop rice!
"Forehead..."
Seeing that Xiaozhi seemed fine, Mingyi glanced at Akroma next to him, who had also slowly sat down and drank his lunch coffee elegantly and contentedly.
Her doubts were temporarily dispelled, and she sat next to it and enjoyed the delicious food.
Does it really taste like barbecued pork ramen? !
Then this high-tech tablecloth is incredible. In this case, restaurants and the like can be eliminated.
“It’s delicious, but I always feel like something is missing...”
After Xiaozhi finished a large bowl of rice, he was no longer hungry and couldn't help but start to comment.
Is the soul of the cuisine missing?
