Chapter 233: Cloning Technology
Eight Pokémon appeared: Corviknight, Sableye, Cacturne, Drapion, Dustox, Galvantula, Dodrio, and Kricketune.
Except for the Corviknight, which was Gym Leader level, the other seven were all Elite level!
"Go!! Kill him!! —"
The moment the eight Pokémon materialized, the Burmese Executive shouted the order. Except for Drapion, all of them rushed toward Kenji.
Kenji didn't even spare a second glance at the seven charging Pokémon.
Beside him, Beedrill flickered and vanished.
THUD THUD THUD!!! —
Two Fell Stingers slammed into Cacturne and Sableye.
In the next instant, both were sent flying.
Beedrill didn't stop. One sting, one kill. It effortlessly took down every single one of the Executive's Pokémon in a flash.
Behind the fallen Pokémon, the Executive's eyes widened. Seeing an opening, he reached behind his back and pulled out a handgun. Pokémon were strong, but human firearms were no joke.
He raised the gun, aiming the barrel at Kenji.
But before he could pull the trigger, a chill ran down his spine. A sharp pain pricked at his back, freezing his entire body in place.
His hand holding the gun trembled.
CRACK!!! —
Ninetales's blue eyes glowed with psychic energy.
With a crisp sound, the gun in the Executive's hand dismantled itself. Springs, screws, and metal parts clattered to the floor in a heap.
Gulp...
Behind him, Beedrill's lance was pressed against his back, right over his heart. Just a tiny bit of pressure, and the stinger would pierce through and shred his heart.
On the other side, Dr. Fang was also frozen. His body was completely immobilized by Ninetales's psychic hold.
Dr. Fang's finger was frozen mid-air, inches away from pressing a large red button.
In just one exchange, both men were completely subdued by Beedrill and Ninetales.
"Behave yourselves."
Kenji walked toward them casually, hands in his pockets.
The Executive's face was covered in cold sweat.
Ninetales stayed close to Kenji's side, ready to intercept any danger.
Kenji walked up to Dr. Fang and glanced at the complex machinery in front of him.
Hmm... I don't understand any of this.
Kenji pondered for a moment, then sighed deeply. He decided not to waste time trying to decipher the headache-inducing equipment.
Instead, his gaze turned to the cylindrical tanks lining the walls.
In one tank filled with liquid, a Tentacruel floated, covered in tubes.
When Kenji looked at its data panel, he was dumbfounded.
[???]
Level: 40
Type: Water / Poison
Ability: Clear Body
Potential: F-
What does this mean? It's clearly a Tentacruel, so why are there three question marks for its name?
Furthermore, despite being Level 40, its potential was F-.
Level 40 wasn't exactly low, but an F- potential Pokémon... in terms of combat talent, it was basically the Pokémon equivalent of a learning-disabled snail.
Could it be... Kenji scanned the other tanks.
Some displayed data similar to the Tentacruel: three question marks for the name and F- potential.
Others displayed names normally.
And some didn't display any data panel at all.
Those without data panels were likely dead.
Analyzing the pattern, Kenji noticed a correlation.
The Pokémon with tubes inserted into their bodies all had "???" names and F- potential, regardless of their level.
The ones without tubes displayed normal names, but their potentials varied slightly, mostly hovering around E and F rank.
Combining this with his knowledge of Team Rocket's experiments, a bold guess formed in Kenji's mind. He looked at Dr. Fang. "These Pokémon... you cloned them, didn't you?"
Dr. Fang froze. For the first time, his expression changed. He was clearly shocked by Kenji's deduction.
But he quickly composed himself and remained silent.
Seeing Dr. Fang refuse to answer, Kenji turned to the Executive.
The Executive looked conflicted, sweating profusely. On one hand, loyalty to his organization. On the other, the deadly stinger pressed against his back.
"You answer."
Kenji pointed at the Executive, enunciating every word.
"Yes!!"
The Executive gritted his teeth and finally spilled the beans.
Hearing the confirmation, Kenji felt a wave of shock. He turned his gaze back to the tanks.
Clearly, although Team Rocket had successfully created the ultimate monster, Mewtwo, their cloning technology still had many flaws.
Half of these clones were failures—the ones whose names couldn't even be displayed properly.
In the anime of his past life, the cloning technology demonstrated by Mewtwo created Pokémon that were even stronger than their originals.
He wondered how long it would take for this world's Team Rocket to reach that level.
Seeing Kenji's shock, Dr. Fang suddenly became smug again. He seemed incredibly proud of his organization's research.
"Don't even think about it!" Dr. Fang sneered. "I've already deleted all the experimental data in this base. You'll never get your hands on our cloning technology!"
Kenji looked at Dr. Fang like he was looking at a lunatic. He wondered if these researchers drove themselves crazy from isolation or if Team Rocket brainwashed them.
Why were all Team Rocket scientists raving madmen?
But then again, no sane scientist would work for an evil organization like Team Rocket.
Only mad scientists willing to do anything for results would conduct such cruel experiments.
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