Pokemon: Reborn Rich Alternate Earth

Chapter 879: Chapter 1096: Endorsement

"And I've stayed here too long. I was supposed to move to another location by now. Since I didn't show up, he has probably already guessed that something happened to me."

Hubert explained.

Originally, after finishing the meal, he was supposed to take Stan to the next location, where someone was specifically waiting to receive them. Now, they were already several hours late.

Moreover, the other party had called him, but because he had been restrained by Julian, he was unable to answer.

Under these circumstances, unless that guy was an idiot, he would definitely be able to guess that something had happened to him.

So even if he did call back now, the number on the other end would most likely be unavailable.

"We're sorry, the number you have dialed is not in service."

Hearing the automated voice from the phone, Julian shrugged: "Forget it then. Spies are like sewer rats anyway; you can never catch them all."

Although it was a bit of a pity, Julian didn't really care.

"Do you know where in Birmania your mother is being held?" Julian asked.

"I only know she's being held in some military base in northern Birmania. I'm not sure exactly where."

"Mm."

Julian nodded, then took out his phone and made a call.

Beep... beep... beep... beep...

The phone rang for about half a minute before it was answered.

"You brat, do you know what time it is? If you don't have something urgent, I'll make you pay for disturbing my sleep!" The voice on the other end was James's, sounding irritated.

"Grand-uncle, help me find someone. Maya—she should currently be held by the Birmanian government in some military base up north."

"I want to know her exact location and safety status."

Professional matters should, of course, be handled by professionals.

"Can't you just contact Old Sam for something like this?" James said helplessly.

"I don't have the contact information for the intelligence department," Julian replied in a slightly aggrieved tone, leaving James speechless.

The number one Champion of Drakoria didn't even have the contact information of the heads of key departments—did that make any sense?

"Fine, I'll contact them. Someone will reach out to you once there's news," James said weakly, then hung up the phone.

Drakoria had spies in every nation around the world, and Birmania was no exception—especially since it was one of Drakoria's neighboring countries, and not exactly the friendliest neighbor at that.

So the number of Drakorian spies planted in Birmania was actually quite considerable.

Finding the exact location of Hubert's mother should not be a problem.

Sure enough, about half an hour later, Julian's phone suddenly received a message. The message originated from Birmania and contained an address and a contact number.

The address was where Hubert's mother was being held, and the contact number should belong to the local spy—if necessary, Julian could call it directly to reach him.

Jiggly~ puff—

"Hello, grand-uncle?"

"You received the information, right? Are you going to Birmania?"

"Yeah, to rescue someone."

There was a moment of silence on the phone, then James's voice sounded again: "You can rescue them, but don't make too big a scene."

"I know, I know. I have a sense of measure."

Hearing Julian say that, James somehow didn't quite believe it, but he didn't say anything more. After reminding Julian of a few things, he yawned and hung up.

"Your mother is safe for now. Stay here—I'll go rescue her. Tomorrow morning you two can reunite."

"Can I go with you?"

Upon hearing that, Hubert immediately expressed his desire to go with Julian. He wanted to rescue his mother himself.

"Sure."

Julian nodded.

Not bringing Hubert would make things a bit more convenient, but bringing him wasn't a problem either.

"But it might be a bit uncomfortable. Bear with it."

Hubert didn't quite understand why going with him would be uncomfortable.

But he found out soon enough.

With a whoosh, Metagross, carrying Julian, Hubert, Celebi, and Jirachi, used Teleport and vanished from the spot.

"Why did they just leave like that? I wanted to ask Champion Walker if we could use his photo for promotion…"

The manager watched Julian suddenly disappear, feeling a bit lost and sighed regretfully.

Just then, a staff member beside him suddenly said, "Manager, Champion Walker didn't seem to have paid…?"

The manager was stunned for a moment, then turned to him and asked, "He didn't pay?"

"Well, I didn't receive any money."

"What about you guys? Did Champion Walker give money to any of you?"

The other staff members shook their heads.

The manager quickly asked a staff member beside him, "Quickly calculate how much Champion Walker ate."

He remembered that Julian had started eating from the moment he entered the restaurant until it closed, and later Celebi and Jirachi had ordered another round of food and drinks.

"And they didn't pay for this table either."

A staff member pointed to the table where Hubert and Stan had initially been sitting. Later, because Julian had joined them, that meal hadn't been settled either.

"The total comes to twenty-five thousand."

A staff member quoted the figure.

Hearing the number, the manager's face stiffened. He hadn't expected them to eat so much.

The daily turnover of this hot pot restaurant was actually only around one hundred thousand. Julian and his group had eaten a quarter of that.

And the key point was that they hadn't paid.

"Manager… Champion Walker dined and dashed!"

An employee, seemingly afraid things weren't lively enough, said while holding back a laugh.

The world's number one trainer, owner of the Twin Dragons, and heir of the Walker Group, had actually run off because he couldn't afford a twenty-five thousand hot pot bill.

"Good thing I took photos with Champion Walker, otherwise this would have been a huge loss."

The manager opened his gallery and looked at the photos: one with Julian, some with Jirachi and Celebi, and even together with Lucario.

"Hmph, pull up the store's surveillance footage for me, then edit out the part where Champion Walker ate hot pot here."

"Play it on a loop. Consider it as Champion Walker paying for his meal with his endorsement."

The staff members gave the manager a thumbs up, thinking he was indeed shameless. Sure enough, there was no such thing as an honest businessman.

A mere twenty-five thousand, and Julian ended up advertising the store—this was an absolute win.

Seeing the admiring looks from his employees, the manager said smugly, "Learn from this, all of you. If you can pick up even a fraction of my skills, you'll definitely be able to land a good job when you leave."

They all nodded.

"Oh, and section off this spot from now on. Don't let anyone else sit here. Well, actually, they can sit here, but it'll cost ten thousand per person."

"This is the chair Champion Walker sat on. After you sit on it, it's like you've achieved the same status as Champion Walker. For just ten thousand, do you think that's expensive or not?"

'Shameless profiteer.'

The employees cursed him inwardly while wearing fake smiles.

"Yes, yes, the manager is right. The fact that the manager could think of this method just shows how far we are from him," one of the employees chimed in.

Others: 'Tsk, you shameless flatterer.'

'But why couldn't we come up with lines like that…'

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