After contacting reinforcements, Young Master Mao glanced at the night sky outside the window and decisively went to bed.
Was this a joke? Did saving the world really have to mean working overtime? There was still time to go tomorrow morning.
Team Aqua and Team Magma were probably taking their submarines in circles chasing each other right now. No need to bother!
He crawled under the covers, scooped the drowsy Eevee-chan into his arms, and fell fast asleep.
Beep, beep, beep~ By the time his Team Rocket badge woke him, it was already early the next morning.
Young Master Mao glanced at his phone. It was only seven...
"Who is it?" Young Master Mao answered the call irritably, full of morning grumpiness.
"Me..." Uncle Giovanni's deep, sexy voice came from the other end.
"Uh~ Uncle. Ahem... I just woke up." Young Master Mao guiltily lowered his voice.
"You certainly don't worry much." Uncle Giovanni almost laughed in exasperation. "The entire Hoenn Branch has mobilized, and you're still sleeping at home?"
"Ahem~ Well, Zinnia's there, isn't she? Besides, I'm the trump card. Of course I have to appear last." Young Master Mao praised himself without so much as blushing or missing a heartbeat.
"Hmph, enough wisecracks. I'm just asking whether you need a Master Ball. There are still two in stock..." Uncle Giovanni said seriously.
Good grief, Uncle... You really spoil me...
Young Master Mao was genuinely touched, but he still refused. "No need. They're just offshoots of the ancient gods, not the originals. Those Master Balls will come in handy sooner or later."
"Mm. In that case, go ahead and do what you need to." Only then did Uncle Giovanni hang up.
"Tsk, tsk. He worries more than an old father every single day." Young Master Mao shook his