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

Chapter 316 The Trouble with Taking Office

"Crack~" With the crisp sound of the shell breaking, the light dissipated.

The newly born aluminum steel dragon has an appearance similar to a bipedal monster, and its entire body is made of aluminum metal. The connection between the head and the body is very obvious, and the entire body structure is clear, as if it is a precision machine that can be seen at a glance.

At this moment, it still carries the ignorance of a newborn, its yellow pupils rolling around as it looks at this new world curiously. Its little paws keep flapping gently in the broad palms of the slimy dragon, as if it can't wait to explore the surroundings.

When its gaze accidentally fell on Zhang Heng, it seemed to be drawn by an invisible yet kind force, and instantly became excited, chirping in a childish voice.

"Guka~"

Then, it struggled to swing its short limbs and crawled towards Zhang Heng. Its eager look seemed to express its natural closeness to the person in front of it.

Zhang Heng looked at the small and cute aluminum-steel dragon, and his heart was suddenly filled with joy.

This newly born aluminum steel dragon is far from the normal size described in the illustration. It is extremely petite and only about 40 cm tall.

In Zhang Heng's opinion, this appearance was reasonable. After all, it seemed a bit inconsistent that a huge creature could be hatched instantly from such a small elf egg.

"It wasn't easy, finally we have a dragon-type Pokémon that can fight openly."

Zhang Heng walked to the aluminum dragon with love in his eyes, stretched out his hands, and wanted to pick up the cute little guy.

He gently reached his hands under the aluminum dragon's armpits and touched the cold and hard metal texture. Just as he exerted force and tried to lift it up.

"Um?!"

Zhang Heng's face flushed crimson instantly, his eyes widening in disbelief. "Oh my god, I can't even hold this little guy?!"

"That makes no sense. Look at this tiny thing, how could it be so heavy? Could it be that it possesses the properties of heavy metal?"

Zhang Heng muttered to himself as he quickly used the system to open the panel and check the detailed information of the Aluminum Steel Dragon.

Pokémon Name: Steelix (Gigantamax)

Attributes: Steel, Dragon

Level: 1 (Child-level combat power)

Potential: Champion

Titanium Crystal Properties: Steel

Characteristics: Heavy metal

Carrying props: None

Skills learned: Glare, Metal Claws, Mirror Reflection

After reading the panel, Zhang Heng couldn't help but sigh, "It really is the property of heavy metal. It can double the body weight."

Although the size of this Iron Dragon was in line with his expectations for a newly hatched Pokémon, its weight was completely incompatible with the tiny Pokémon egg. It was hard to imagine that such a heavy Pokémon could be born from the tiny eggshell.

"Well, it seems that not everyone can be like the super rookie and easily pick up Yukira with one hand."

Zhang Heng shook his head helplessly, but his face still showed his love for the Aluminum Steel Dragon.

Xi Cui Nian Meilong saw Zhang Heng's embarrassment and stretched out the two tentacles above his head to pick up the Aluminum Steel Dragon. After all, among all the quasi-gods, Nian Meilong's personality should be the best.

Zhang Heng could tell that the two Pokémon had a very good relationship. After all, they had both been looted from that freighter by his father.

Looking at the newly born aluminum dragon, the joy in my heart was slightly diluted by the coolness of the rain.

He sneezed, but he couldn't tell whether it was because his clothes were soaked by the rain, or because the ghost energy in this ghost city was so dense that it was almost tangible that made him feel cold.

At this moment, he felt dizzy and dazed, and realized that he had to leave here as soon as possible.

He moved slowly, collecting the Squirtle and Steelix back into the Poké Ball. He felt a chill from his fingertips as he safely tucked the Poké Balls away.

He dragged his slightly tired body to Pidgeot's side and stepped onto his broad back. "Pidgeot, let's go home." His voice was a little hoarse in the wind and rain.

"Chirp~"

Pidgeot let out a long cry, flapped its huge wings, and rushed into the rain. The raindrops were pulled into lines by Pidgeot's flying speed and hit Zhang Heng.

He only felt his eyelids becoming heavier and heavier, perhaps because of the sudden relaxation after being mentally tense, or perhaps because his physical fatigue had reached its peak, he fell asleep on Pidgeot's back unknowingly.

Fortunately, there was a securely tied saddle on the Pidgeot, allowing Zhang Heng to sit safely without falling.

When Zhang Heng regained consciousness, warm sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains onto his face. He shook his dizzy head and realized he had changed into clean clothes. The cold and fatigue had been dispelled by the soft bed and warm quilt.

He looked out the window dazedly. The sun was shining brightly, with no trace of the storm last night. He stood up and walked to the window, stretched himself, and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was almost 3 p.m.

At this time, in another place in Fengcheng, A Min was still trapped in the interrogation room.

"How many times have I told you that I went there alone? I didn't even know the person I met on the way!"

Amin's voice, tinged with anger and helplessness, echoed in the interrogation room. He insisted that he had gone to the Ghost City alone and never mentioned Zhang Heng.

The police officer opposite listened quietly, writing down his thoughts with a pen in his hand. Seeing that the police officer was silent, Amin became even more annoyed.

"I was almost hurt by some criminals. Why are you detaining me now instead of arresting the criminals? Give me a phone number. I need a contact!"

The officer shook his head and said calmly, "You'll be able to leave when your detention period is up. During this time, you just need to cooperate with our investigation and are prohibited from contacting the outside world."

A Min leaned back in his chair helplessly, thinking secretly about Zhang Heng in his heart. He wondered how he was doing now. If he knew that Zhang Heng was sleeping comfortably at home at this moment, he would probably be furious.

Zhang Heng didn't know about Amin's situation. He came down from the attic with sleepy eyes. He thought he would see the familiar figures of his family, but the house was empty and silent. Only his own footsteps echoed in the corridor.

His stomach growled at an inopportune moment, and the feeling of hunger surged like a tide. He didn't have time to think about it and went straight to the kitchen.

The kitchen was stocked with ingredients, evidently prepared by the family before leaving. Zhang Heng deftly cooked a large bowl of noodles, and the kitchen was soon filled with an enticing aroma.

He was holding a steaming bowl of noodles and was about to eat it when he accidentally saw his Pokémon playing freely in the courtyard through the window.

Smelt and Milotic were playing in the pool; Dratini was strolling leisurely in the backyard; and the newborn Dratini was curiously following the other Pokémon, moving its short legs, full of curiosity to explore this new world.

Just as Zhang Heng was enjoying his delicious meal, he suddenly heard the door open. He looked up and saw his mother walk in, her face calm but tired.

Zhang Heng was wolfing down his bowl at this moment. When he saw his mother come in, he subconsciously took a deep breath, trying to quickly swallow the noodles in his mouth, but he choked and rolled his eyes.

The suction cup puppet immediately appeared in front of Zhang Heng and punched him in the chest several times. Zhang Heng coughed a few times before recovering. He looked at his mother and said, "Mom, what's wrong? You look so worried. Where's my dad?"

Zhang Heng's mother looked at her innocent son, and the sadness in her heart seemed to dispel a little. She sighed softly and said slowly, "Ah Heng, your father has already gone to the East China region to take the title of champion, but..."

"But what?" Zhang Heng put down his bowl and chopsticks, sat up straight, his face full of concern and confusion.

"Well, just look at the information on the Internet and you will know." The mother's expression was solemn, and her eyes were full of worry.