We need to figure out how to deal with him, and fast."
"If such a powerful being were left roaming the six continents, neither you nor I would sleep peacefully at night," the man in the military uniform said, his words sending a chill through the room and making several hearts race with anxiety.
Suddenly, a voice echoed from a dark corner, breaking the tense silence.
"Sorry for keeping you awake," it teased lightly. "But from now on, you should be able to rest easy."
At that moment, the five people in the room tensed up, their pupils shrinking as if they'd just seen something truly terrifying.
The thought that flashed through all their minds at once was clear: someone had broken in.
Among them, the man in the military uniform, who was clearly the strongest, reacted the fastest.
A seasoned veteran, trained daily for battle, he immediately unleashed a powerful burst of aura.
His pure aura boiled like steam, glowing like a white flame in the dark room.
The sudden release created a strong pressure wave, stirring the still air into a gust.
This was S-level strength, the result of painstaking training. No shortcuts, no weakness.
While the other four hadn't yet reacted, the military man was already moving, his fist wrapped in intense aura as he struck the corner where the sound had come from.
Though his punch was hurried, its power was undeniable. This was the strongest mental attack he could muster in a split second.
He knew exactly where they were: inside the secret space beneath the ferry hall.
If there was any place on the six continents that could be called truly secure, it was here.
The entrance was hidden, known only to a select few staff members.
Outside and inside the entrance, advanced technology and elite soldiers stood guard, making it impossible for even a mosquito to slip in unnoticed.
Yet, despite all these precautions, someone had managed to sneak in.
If that person hadn't made a sound, they might never have been discovered.
Their strength had to be considerable, they'd clearly gone all out.
There was no room for underestimating this intruder.
In just a split second, the military man's body suddenly appeared right in front of Larry, his fist, about the size of a sandbag, glowing with golden aura.
That single glance alone felt incredibly sharp, as if nothing could withstand the power behind that punch.
If his fist landed on the ground, it would undoubtedly create a terrifyingly deep crater in an instant.
But here in the Ferry Hall, things were different.
The materials used throughout this place were made from rare metals sourced from the Dark Continent, making them incredibly strong.
Experiments had shown that even powerful rocket launchers couldn't leave a scratch.
On top of that, these metals had self-healing properties. They would slowly repair themselves and return to their original form if damaged.
Suddenly, a loud bang echoed through the room, so intense that it was almost overwhelming, like a bomb exploding right next to one's ear.
The deafening sound caused the air to ripple with shockwaves, stirring up movement inside the room.
Yet strangely, none of that sound or movement escaped outside.
Thanks to the excellent sound insulation of the metal surroundings, and an additional layer of dark aura cloaking the room, any noise was instantly absorbed and vanished into thin air.
This was all part of Larry's careful planning.
The military man's rough face twisted in disbelief, his pupils shrinking as he realized what had happened.
He had almost poured all his strength into that punch, only to have it firmly caught by Larry's palm, which wouldn't budge.
The aura radiating from Larry's hand was far stronger, like an unbreakable iron clamp, holding him tight.
Panic surged through the soldier's heart as he desperately tried to summon every ounce of aura to break free, but it was useless.
The gap between their powers was like a natural moat, impossible to cross.
In that moment, the soldier finally understood the truth: the man before him was far stronger than he had ever imagined.
With the fog of "condensation" lifting from his eyes, the uniformed man finally saw the true face of this uninvited guest.
The uniformed man quickly realized it was better not to look too closely.
"La, La, Larry!" he stammered, his usual serious demeanor crumbling into nervousness as he stared at the man's playful smile.
His reaction was more like seeing a ghost than facing an enemy.
At that moment, he understood what had just happened, while they were discussing how to handle Larry, he had been quietly listening from the corner.
In other words, Larry had heard every word.
Suddenly, everything made sense: this was why the man in front of him was so powerful.
It was Larry himself.
"What?! Larry!" the middle-aged woman shouted in panic, her crown askew from the recent scuffle.
"How is this possible? How could Larry be here?"
When faced with something terrifying and unknown, people's first instinct is often denial, like hearing a cancer diagnosis, the first word out of their mouths is usually "impossible."
They just can't believe it could happen to them.
But as several people frantically used "condensation" to get a clearer look at Larry's face, even the most skeptical woman was left speechless.
With a slight curl of his lips, Larry casually flicked the military man across the room, sending the strongest uniformed man in their group flying like a ragdoll.
None of them, despite their power and status, could withstand even a single exchange with Larry.
The men in suits exchanged fearful
They exchanged glances, their bodies stiffening, their hearts skipping beats.
These were top leaders of the country. They weren't fools; they knew exactly what might come next.
All they could do now was hope their commotion would attract attention outside, and that soldiers might come to their rescue.
Even if they couldn't defeat Larry, any help would at least give them a chance to survive.
What they didn't realize was that, under Larry's careful control, no noise at all escaped to the outside world.
"Why the long faces?" Larry asked, folding his hands as he looked at them with amusement.
"Aren't you wondering how you're going to deal with me now? Since I'm here, why don't you start talking about it?"
'I really didn't expect that the five of them would hold a meeting just because I became the president. As it turned out, I ran into them afterward. But now, it wasn't them confronting me, it was me confronting them. How to handle the situation? The Pokemon raised in the ferry hall had already shown me the way.'
When Larry spoke, the others stayed silent, unmoving.