In Cain's plan, he wanted to make some modifications to that special set of devices created by Team Rocket, not for any other reason but to determine what kind of strength Mewtwo would possess once it awakened.
After all, this was a newly born Legendary Pokémon.
Cain also wanted to observe how a Pokémon with exceptional talent would slowly transform from an ordinary Pokémon into a Legendary Pokémon. That was the aspect that interested him the most.
After all, among the Pokémon he carried, aside from Darkrai, there were also those two special existences: Diancie and Magearna.
If he managed the situation well, perhaps those two Pokémon could also become Legendary Pokémon.
He needed to learn something from Mewtwo.
Only now, that little experiment seemed to have grown somewhat too large.
Giovanni slowly walked to Cain's side and, looking at Mewtwo immersed in the green nutrient liquid, said: "While creating this powerful Pokémon, we planned for it not to have independent thoughts. That is why your psychic powers cannot communicate with it."
In Giovanni's eyes, the Mewtwo inside the nutrient tank was an incomparable jewel, the first step toward beginning to control the Pokémon world, and also an important step in realizing his ideal.
At this moment, Giovanni radiated an air of triumph.
"Oh? No wonder I couldn't sense any mental fluctuations from it. I didn't expect it to be merely a vessel meant to carry power," Cain said at the appropriate moment.
Giovanni nodded, a fanatical gleam in his eyes.
"Just a little longer. Once it fully absorbs this special nutrient fluid carefully prepared inside the tank, it should already possess considerable strength. And then, thanks to the Mew genes within it, its growth limit will be nonexistent!"
"Then how do you intend to control such a vessel of power? If it cannot be freely used, I fear the enormous resources and precious time our Team Rocket has invested will be wasted," Cain asked again.
At that moment, Blaine pushed forward a special device. On top of it was a very peculiar black armor. From its shape alone, it was clear that it would fit Mewtwo perfectly.
Blaine smiled and said: "This is the armor we prepared long ago. As long as Mewtwo wears it, and then the controller puts on this control helmet, they will be able to directly control this body with their own mind. In a sense, it is similar to the telepathy used by you psychics."
Cain's eyes lit up as he looked at that special dark-black armor.
With a thought, he gently brushed the black surface of the armor with several fingers, clicking his tongue in admiration.
"Judging by the material, it seems to be armor capable of withstanding extremely intense battles. This armor alone would not be something an ordinary Pokémon could break."
"Hahaha, naturally. Otherwise, if the armor were destroyed, Mewtwo would lose its combat capability, and that would not be good for the boss. So in order to create this armor, we used the strongest and most durable metal in all of Team Rocket," Blaine said with a laugh, wearing an expression of complete confidence.
"Incredible, incredible. Doctor Blaine truly deserves to be the most powerful Pokémon researcher in our Team Rocket. Even technological devices like these are created effortlessly," Cain praised again.
Upon hearing those words, Blaine was clearly very pleased, smiling from ear to ear.
The current Cain was no longer just anyone. Someone whom Giovanni had exceptionally promoted to deputy leader must naturally possess something extraordinary, so Blaine no longer dared to underestimate him in the slightest.
Due to Cain's many interventions, Mewtwo's formation had been accelerated by many years compared to the original timeline.
But Mewtwo's appearance at this moment was perfect. After having laid low for so long, Giovanni must also have felt somewhat stifled while watching the people of the Sacred Church stirring up trouble outside; no one truly knew what he was feeling.
Cain, Giovanni, and Blaine left that hidden laboratory.
However, no one noticed that, when the three of them left the room, Mewtwo's eyelids — which had until then remained closed and calm inside the nutrient tank — trembled slightly.
It was only a very small movement, so small that even the researchers responsible for recording the data did not notice it.
After leaving the laboratory, there was nothing else within the entire Team Rocket base that Cain considered worthy of attention, so after bidding farewell to Giovanni, he decided to leave directly.
And Giovanni, sitting in his office, after confirming that Cain had left, took out a special communicator from a drawer in his desk. It had no number, only a single call button.
Looking at the communicator in his hand, even someone with Giovanni's determination hesitated slightly.
He hesitated for a moment, then let out a soft laugh, unclear whether he was mocking himself for having hesitated or laughing about something else.
He pressed the call button directly. He did not have to wait long before a voice came from the other side: "Have you thought it through?"
The smile on Giovanni's face widened even further, but it was no longer the slightly self-mocking smile from before. At that moment, he once again became that Giovanni who dominated the world without wavering, capable of sitting calmly amid thousands of troops without the slightest trace of panic, the leader of Team Rocket who commanded such a massive organization.
"You are still the same, always looking down on others from above. Even having reached this state, you still cannot set aside your pride."
Giovanni did not directly answer the other party's question; he simply spoke that seemingly unrelated sentence.
But upon hearing his words, the person on the other side of the communicator fell silent. For a time, both sides sank into a strange silence.
It seemed as though a long time had passed, or perhaps only an instant, when the person on the other side spoke again: "I have the right to feel pride before anyone, but before you, I have never been proud."
Upon hearing that, Giovanni was momentarily stunned, and immediately the breadth of his smile grew wider and wider. Even though the other party could not see his expression, Giovanni knew that they could surely feel it.
"Then I suppose you already know my answer," Giovanni said.
"Understood. Then let us fight." The voice on the other end of the communicator became somewhat cold.
After that, the communication between the two was directly cut off.
(End of Chapter)