A water-type trainer who specializes in dragon-type water.

Chapter 427 Deterring the Scoundrels

"Thumbs up~"

The propellers tore through the air, emitting a distorted roar—a whoosh—and the fuselage shook violently before it lifted off the ground.

The propellers churned the gray-blue clouds. Zhang Heng looked down at the ground through the porthole. The familiar water system and wilderness area had shrunk into a blurry patch of green.

After a period of bumpy travel, a muffled announcement came from Evan's cockpit: "Estimated arrival at the Gigantamax Research Center in 20 minutes."

Duan Guanjun tapped the tactical tablet on his knee with his fingertips, and the holographic screen displayed images captured by a transit satellite—messages transmitted back from Evan's Eulop.

The tactical tablet was covered with dense red markers, and the dots of light spreading like a virus precisely marked the origin of the cyberattacks launched by foreign forces against China's Giant Transformation Research Institute.

Duan Guanjun's gaze swept across the screen, a cold glint in his eyes—the densely packed coordinates were almost entirely focused on the borders of Japan and South Korea.

"It seems that some forces think we are in a time of great turmoil and are too busy to deal with things, so even petty people are trying to take advantage of the chaos." His voice was like an icicle hitting the ground, sending a chill down one's spine.

Zhang Heng, who was wiping a Poké Ball while leaning against the tactical table, looked up. The boy's fingertips continued their work, the metal shell shimmering in his palm. He noticed that Duan Guanjun's fingertips were unconsciously tapping the edge of the tablet, and knew that the situation was far more complicated than it appeared.

Duan Guanjun turned to Zhang Heng, his eyes sharp: "Now there are two threats before us—the imminent invasion of Kyurem, and the covetousness of Dynamax technology from foreign powers. And you, as the first trainer to successfully master Dynamax..."

He paused, lowering his voice even further, "This information has already been leaked through domestic spy networks. Your situation is more dangerous than you imagine."

Zhang Heng nodded slightly upon hearing this, recalling the helmeted man who had attacked him and Amin in the Ghost City. Fortunately, he had quick thinking and had the unknown pseudo-legendary Shizuku Goumi Dynamax, scaring the man away. But it was probably that time that his Dynamax was exposed.

Zhang Heng felt his heart skip a beat, and his Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed – not out of fear, but because the excitement surging in his chest almost burst out of his body.

His fingertips unconsciously traced the shell of the Poké Ball as he silently calculated in his mind: only top-tier Elite Four or Champion-level trainers could pose a fatal threat, but within China, these "national icons" who stand out in international competitions would have no chance of sneaking in. Those cowardly infiltrators would at most be at the level of Gym Leaders.

"If we can defeat them, it wouldn't be unreasonable to ask for some compensation, would it?"

A sly glint flashed in his eyes as he recalled the three Z-type insectoid crystals "contributed" by the South Korean spy last time, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips—the more of these "welfare specialists" who came to his door, the better.

Duan Guanjun, seeing Zhang Heng swallowing, assumed the young trainer in front of him was somewhat flustered.

After all, his father was far away in Huahai Town, and it was normal for the young trainer to feel lost without a leader in the family.

He patted Zhang Heng on the shoulder and said, "You don't need to worry too much. Compared to the international community, China is still very safe. What you should be concerned about is the threat posed by the hidden forces within the country. I will also arrange for people to protect you secretly."

Of course, if it were a domestic spy, sending a top-tier Elite Four trainer or a trainer with near-Champion potential to attack Zhang Heng, we wouldn't be worried at all.

Zhang Heng is now a true trainer with three legendary Pokémon by his side. Although Zekrom doesn't count, it will still obey Zhang Heng's commands to a certain extent and prevent him from getting into danger.

Because Zekrom is now almost like a placenta to Zhang Heng's CPU, fearing that it will be absorbed by Kyurem, it can only protect itself from being taken away by binding itself firmly to its ideal person.

"Don't waste your manpower on me, Duan Guanjun. I can handle that. As for the strategic deployment regarding Kyurem, are you and Hua Hai Guanjun the only ones who can handle it? Will my father... come back?"

Upon hearing this, Duan Guanjun sighed softly, his fingertips sliding across the tactical tablet to bring up the latest feedback from East China champion Zhang Leiyuan—a deep-sea video recorded by Magneton.

The camera pierced through the deep blue sea, revealing that in the waters where China and the two countries meet, aquatic energy, like silvery-blue magma, surged from the seabed, condensing into a dazzling energy dome on the surface. Zhang Heng's pupils contracted slightly; his father had mentioned that this was the place where the "North Wind God - Suijun" awakened.

In the scene, two champion trainers stand facing South Korea, while an elderly man with silver hair stands with his hands behind his back on the Japanese side. Zhang Leiyuan from the Chinese side, however, smiles as he lightly strokes the three Poké Balls floating at his waist, and the seawater beneath his feet freezes into icy blue steps.

Suddenly, he turned to the camera, his voice carrying the chill of the sea breeze: "Old Duan, leave this to me! Keep an eye on my kid—if he loses even a single hair, I'll make you pay!"

Before the words were even finished, two beams of white light tore through the sea. Mega Ampharos was wrapped in arcs of electricity powerful enough to ignite the seawater, and Mega Charizard X's dragon breath steamed up the waves, creating a white mist that blotted out the sky.

As the two Mega-Evolved Pokémon charged toward the enemy camp like war gods, the angry and furious curses of the South Korean champion were clearly heard: "Again? How many times has this happened? This new champion from China is simply insane!" The image suddenly went black amidst violent energy fluctuations.

A deathly silence fell over the cabin. Zhang Heng stared at his father's blurry smiling face on the tablet, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed the salty sea air.

Duan Guanjun placed his hand on the boy's trembling shoulders and neck, his voice unusually serious: "Your father is on the front lines, fighting three against one, using the most aggressive tactics to contain foreign forces. And we are about to face the Kyurem..."

He paused, then continued, "Even the Gene Wedge is on you. I don't know how you hid it. But in this battle, we have no way to retreat."

The helicopter arrived at the Gigantamax Research Institute, and Evan led Duan Guanjun and Zhang Heng to the open outdoor area outside the institute.

The presence of foreign spies and forces among the surrounding hills and grass had already been detected by the fellow Psychic-type Pokémon—Galade's Psychic Aura swept across the area, clearly "seeing" the figures hidden behind optical camouflage and barriers.

Gallade communicated with Duan Guanjun via telepathy, reporting the situation.

"A good play always needs an audience."

Duan Guanjun's fingertips traced the tactical tablet, his gaze sweeping over a bush that was moving without wind, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

Gallade transmitted the location of the lurking creatures through telepathy, but he waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to alarm them and that they should just watch.

At the opportune moment, Aiven handed over the gleaming silver Maximizer. The instant Duan Guanjun fastened the brace to his wrist, the metal buckle emitted a subtle resonance. Zhang Heng immediately understood – this was to demonstrate the maturity of China's Dynamax technology under the noses of foreign powers, deterring any troublemakers.

A fierce wind howled across the wilderness, bending the wild grass and swirling sand and stones. Without warning, the enormous wristband worn by Duan Guanjun vibrated violently, radiating red light as if resonating with the mysterious power hidden deep within this land.

The shiny Gallade beside him exuded a powerful aura, radiating a formidable fighting spirit.

The Poké Ball in Duan Guanjun's hand emitted a gentle hum, and the Shiny Gallade turned into a rainbow of light and was instantly sucked into the Poké Ball.

At the same time, the Dynamax Band glowed even brighter, emanating wisps of dark red Dynamax energy. This energy, like agile snakes, meandered and coiled in the air, gradually converging towards the Poké Ball.

As Dynamax energy continued to pour in, the Poké Ball began to expand at a visible rate.

The originally small sphere rapidly expanded, the runes on its surface swirled wildly, emitting a dazzling red light, and the dark red energy seeping from between the lines surged like boiling magma.

Soon, the Poké Ball was over half a meter in diameter. With knees slightly bent and feet firmly planted on the ground, he threw it with all his might.

The shimmering Poké Ball rose into the air. The light on the surface of the ball grew even more intense.

"Bang~"

Immediately afterward, the Poké Ball exploded with a deafening roar, unleashing a vortex of rainbow light, in which the shimmering Gallade appeared and disappeared. Simultaneously, the exploding energy collapsed inward, transforming into a pillar of light several meters in diameter that shot skyward.

Within the pillar of light, the shape of the Shiny Gallade twisted and elongated, and above its head, three gray-purple clouds condensed out of thin air and slowly swirled.

In an instant, the Dynamaxed Light Gallade appeared, its massive body, several stories high, crashing to the ground with a deafening thud. The ground cracked like a spiderweb, sand and gravel were blasted into the sky, and even the howling wind was forced back by the impact.

It gently swung its bladed arm, which had grown to several meters long, causing the surrounding air to rip with a sharp sound. The pressure emanating from its body made the temperature around it seem to drop a few degrees. Its sharp eyes looked down ahead, as if it was about to launch a fatal attack at any moment.

"Giant Fist Fighting—!" Duan Guanjun roared, and the light on his wristband suddenly blazed like the sun.

The enormous fist, accompanied by a deafening roar, slammed into the ground, and the shockwave spread outwards in visible ripples.

Gallade's move caught about ten spies dressed in black combat suits off guard, sending them flying through the aftershocks of the Dynamax energy and crashing into the rocks behind them like broken puppets.

The “accident” happened too fast: the booming sound of the giant fist hitting the ground and the muffled thud of the spy falling happened almost simultaneously.

As Duan Guanjun turned around, arcs of lingering energy still lingered on his fingertips, but his tone was somewhat nonchalant: "The venue is cleared—it seems some 'spectators' don't know how to keep their distance."

Ivan had already raised his tactical camera and uploaded the footage of this "accident" to the China Special Forces Bureau terminal in real time.

Zhang Heng noticed that the red markers representing foreign forces were jumping wildly on the map – some were accelerating their withdrawal, while others were turning to more concealed locations, but without exception, the signal strength of all of them had decreased by at least 30%.

"The deterrent power of Dynamax technology is never limited to its power itself."

Duan Guanjun removed his wristband, revealing burn marks on the metal surface. "When they discovered that we could demonstrate power while precisely controlling the field..."

He suddenly looked at Zhang Heng, a cold glint in his eyes, "Only those rats hiding in the shadows will truly understand what 'insurmountable' means."

Before Zhang Heng could respond, an electronic mechanical voice sounded in his mind.

"Ding~"

"Rewards calculated and being distributed~"