In the third year after joining the Rockets, Toru Iwai was still a bottom player in Kanto West.
With no background, no backing, and no divine beasts descended from the sky, he only has a flying mantis and a smelly mud in his hands. He does the most dangerous work, gets the thinnest share, and is always ready to take the blame for his superiors.
A temporary escort mission involved him in the vortex of factional struggle.
What is in the sealed cargo box is not ordinary goods, but wild Pokémon that have been tested in vivo; the evolution potions that are sold at sky-high prices on the market are just leftover scraps from failed experiments.
The inner ghost framed him, the Gray Snake intercepted and killed him, and the headquarters patrols were pressing closer. There was a dark and dark truth hidden in the experimental station in the abandoned mine.
Iwai Tetsu stepped on the dead end and moved forward:
He took advantage of the framed vice-captain and took advantage of factional conflicts to secure his position. From the peripheral escort who was abandoned at any time, he gradually reached the core of the experiment;
Rely on tactics to win every deadly battle, decapitate enemies with flying mantis blades, control the field with stinking mud, save the Galar Sun Coral that was tortured by experiments, and find your own way of survival by relying not on talent but on tacit understanding.
The ghosts in the alliance are hiding in the dark, the gym leaders are watching with eager eyes, the three beast warriors each have their own agenda, and the underground forces are intertwined.
From the Kanto Mines to the Chengdu Tonglin, the shiny surface of the evolutionary potion was torn apart layer by layer.
He is just a low-level pawn who wants to survive, but he will eventually overturn this chess game made of Pokémon corpses.
