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

Zhang Heng looked at the Bluebird that suddenly rushed into the battlefield, and considering its general attributes, he subconsciously thought that it was his grandfather's Pokémon.

"Grandpa, is this your Pokémon? Did you stop this fight?"

Mr. Zhang stared at the bluebird on the battlefield, but shook his head slightly and said, "This child is not my Pokémon. It is a wild Pokémon that often comes to this manor to play."

"Wild Pokémon? Amin, let's end this battle here."

Amin didn't care. This battle had already fully understood the strength of both sides. He said, "Okay, let's continue next time."

As they spoke, both of them took back the two fighting Pokémon.

Old Man Zhang patted Old Man Long's back, and Old Man Long carried Old Man Zhang and floated towards the center of the competition venue. Zhang Heng and A Min also walked towards the direction of the blue bird.

The old man said, "This bluebird has a gentle personality and hates to see fights. Seeing that both Pokémon were injured, it rushed in without hesitation to try to stop the fight."

Seeing the battle over, the blue bird also terminated its cotton defense skill and returned to its original size. It fluttered happily in the air for a few times before landing on top of Zhang Heng's head, tilting its head and sizing him up curiously with its black bean-like eyes.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but reach out and touch the bluebird's soft feathers, and asked, "Little guy, why did you suddenly rush in?" The bluebird chirped crisply, as if in response, but Zhang Heng didn't understand it at all.

Old Master Zhang watched this scene, a gentle smile on his face. He said, "This bluebird has been around the manor for quite some time. It's always been a solitary creature, occasionally checking in on everyone training Pokémon. But it's never rushed into the field like it did today."

Just when everyone was puzzled, a blue bird suddenly flew up from above Zhang Heng's head, circled in the air for a few times, made urgent calls, and then flew out of the manor.

After flying for a distance, it stopped again, looked back at Zhang Heng, and kept chirping, as if urging him to catch up.

Zhang Heng's heart moved. He thought the blue bird must need help with something, so he said to his grandfather, "Grandpa, I want to go with it to take a look."

Mr. Zhang nodded and said, "Take this medical kit. Be careful. Come back in time if anything happens."

Zhang Heng took the medical kit and said, "Okay, Grandpa."

Zhang Heng and A Min quickly followed the bluebird, weaving through the woods. As they went deeper, the surroundings grew increasingly quiet, with only the bluebird's calls and the sounds of their footsteps. Suddenly, the bluebird landed under a large tree and began chirping non-stop into a hidden bush.

Amin walked closer to the bushes and took a look, saying, "This is a wounded cat."

There was a deep wound on the tail of the cat, and the blood had soaked the surrounding hair. It curled up there weakly, its eyes full of pain and fear.

"So that's how it is. You want me to save it." Zhang Heng said softly, and quickly took out the healing spray and bandages from his backpack.

He carefully picked up the cat and gently cleaned its wound, stopping the bleeding and disinfecting it. Then he sprayed it with healing spray and carefully bandaged it.

During the treatment, although Xiangwei Miao was trembling slightly due to the pain, it seemed to feel Zhang Heng's kindness and did not struggle.

A Min watched quietly on the side. He knew nothing about medical treatment and did not interfere.

The bluebird chirped softly from time to time, as if to comfort Xiangwei Miao. After treating the wound, Zhang Heng placed Xiangwei Miao on the ground and said, "Little one, rest well. Your wound will heal soon." Xiangwei Miao gave a weak cry in response.

The bluebird flew to Zhang Heng's shoulder and rubbed its head against his face, as if to express gratitude. Zhang Heng smiled and said, "You're welcome. This is what I should do."

Zhang Heng and A Min said goodbye to the blue bird and the cat, and set out on the journey back to the manor.

Zhang Heng's eyes sparkled with curiosity as he asked, "Amin, what are your plans for the future? What do you want to do next?"

Amin raised his head slightly, gazing into the distance with a look of longing in his eyes. He said, "I aspire to be a Pokémon archaeologist. In this vast, unknown corner of the world, there must be many relics of Pokémon history, lost in the dust of time. I want to uncover their mysteries with my own hands and discover this history that has never been known to anyone. Just thinking about it makes my blood boil!"

After saying that, A Min looked at Zhang Heng with interest: "What about you, Zhang Heng? What are your plans for the future?"

Zhang Heng pondered for a moment, then raised his lips and said, "I don't have any career plans yet, but I really want to travel around with my Pokémon and see more Pokémon I've never encountered before."

A Min responded with a smile, "Then your goal will be achieved soon. After we enter college, we will have more time to travel."

The two smiled at each other. As they walked, A Min suddenly changed the subject: "Zhang Heng, you still remember my Caracalla, right? Do you think it's very unique?"

Zhang Heng was stunned for a moment, and the image of Caracalla in battle quickly emerged in his mind. It was flexible and agile, with sharp moves, and it was indeed unique.

After some thought, he felt that the most special thing about Caracalla was its flaming fist. He asked tentatively, "Is it because it has an exceptional control over fire energy?"

Amin smiled mysteriously and nodded: "This is only one aspect. In fact, my Caracara was born near an ancient Pokémon ruin. When it was still an egg, it absorbed the mysterious energy of the ruins."

Zhang Heng asked doubtfully, "Absorbed the energy of the ruins? Can you be more specific?"

Amin shook his head and said, "It's unknown yet, but we know that this ruins was once inhabited by a very powerful Fire-type Pokémon. Caracalla absorbed its energy, allowing it to comprehend and use Fire-type moves to a degree that even far surpasses Fire-type Pokémon."

Zhang Heng touched his chin and offered his suggestion, saying, "Is it possible that Caracara can evolve into more than just Gallagher? Or maybe it can evolve into a Fire-type Pokémon?"

What Zhang Heng said is not groundless, but Caracara can really evolve into a fire-type Pokémon. When Caracara in the game reaches level 28 and goes to the Alola region, it can evolve into a fire and ghost-type Gallagher, which is also a regional form.

The Alola region in the real world is located near the Hawaiian Islands in the United States.

A Min's eyes widened in surprise. "Zhang Heng, how did you know Caracara could evolve into a Fire-type Pokémon? Recently, our family has been researching regional forms. According to incomplete statistics, Caracara can evolve into new regional forms on the islands of the United States, but this research is currently confidential."

Zhang Heng didn't want to delve too deeply into this topic, so he said, "It was just a spur-of-the-moment guess. I feel like Pokémon has unlimited potential."

After all, Amin is a descendant of a scientific research family, and he was surprised by those strange words he said to Zhang Heng, such as "ghost fire, yellow hair".

He still has advanced insights now, and it is impossible for him to not take it to heart, but he currently has no definite evidence to support his statement. He feels that this "Zhang Heng" is not the same as the one he knows.

Amin continued, "Moreover, Caracalla seems to be able to sense the location of some ancient ruins. This is one of the reasons why I aspire to become a Pokémon archaeologist. I hope to take it with me and explore more secrets hidden in the long river of history."

The furry figure in the jungle followed Zhang Heng's steps back to the manor.