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

After completing the special training with the Bluebird, Zhang Heng had a simple lunch at school and then headed to the Freshman Challenge Cup.

He stood at the edge of the arena, his eyes quickly scanning the trainers and Pokémon in battle. The freshmen's immature yet passionate battles made him feel emotional. If he could step onto the arena, he would surely sweep away thousands of enemies.

However, he didn't stay long, as he was still thinking about the strange events in the hospital.

During lunch break, Zhang Heng didn't return to the dormitory, but instead headed straight to the library. He rummaged through the mountains of books and materials, spreading out illustrated guides and research reports on ghost-type Pokémon on the table.

His eyes wandered between the drawings of Pokémon hands, carefully comparing them with the appearance of the black hand in his memory.

"No, no, none of it is right. It doesn't look like the black hand from that night at all! It certainly doesn't look like the hand of the Grim Reaper!"

The more he searched, the more doubts Zhang Heng had in his heart. He vaguely felt that the one doing evil in the hospital was definitely not just the escaped DieBot. Perhaps there were other unknown ghost-type Pokémon hiding in there.

In the afternoon, Zhang Heng went to the Medical Department for a class. It was a theoretical class, and although he had learned the material many times before, he still listened attentively, occasionally taking notes on key points in his notebook.

In his opinion, reviewing the past can help us learn new things, and every review can bring new gains.

When the bell rang, Yishu was waiting at the classroom door early with her ball sea lion in her arms. She had wanted to go to the school with Zhang Heng to have a meal and talk about her feelings about today's freshman ranking competition, but she waited and waited but there was no sign of Zhang Heng.

She stamped her feet, her face full of displeasure, and muttered softly, "Really? Since I came to the academy, I've been so busy all day. I only glanced at you this morning to watch my game, and then I was nowhere to be found. I didn't even reply to my messages."

Driven by curiosity, she decided to see what this stupid guy was busy with all day, and walked towards the dormitory of the university's affiliated hospital with the ball in her arms.

Meanwhile, Su Kexin was busy in her dorm room. Her feet were still swollen, making it difficult for her to move, but she endured the pain and carefully cooked a pot of chicken soup in the small kitchen.

She knew in her heart that Zhang Heng not only helped her, but also saved her father's life. She didn't have any valuable gifts to repay his kindness, so this pot of chicken soup was her little token of appreciation.

"Whoosh~"

The Snow Fairy helped obediently. The slight cold breeze not only blew away the stuffy air in the kitchen, but also controlled the temperature of the fire. From time to time, she would float to Su Kexin, rub her head against her, and signal her to take a break.

After finishing the course, Zhang Heng returned to the dormitory and found that Senior Sister Su’s dormitory door was not closed again.

"What's going on? Is that ghost Pokémon out again?"

Just as he raised the question, Zhang Heng smelled waves of tempting fragrance again.

Su Kexin heard the noise outside the door and walked out step by step with her crutches. The Snow Demon Girl came out with a steaming bowl of chicken soup.

The senior student had a gentle smile on her face: "Zhang Heng, you're back. Come and try the chicken soup I made."

Zhang Heng looked at the disabled senior student and quickly invited Su Kexin into the dormitory. He asked with concern, "Senior student, how is your foot? Is your uncle's condition better?"

Su Kexin sat down on the sofa with some difficulty and sighed softly: "My foot still needs to be healed, and my father's condition has become relatively stable. It's really all thanks to you, Zhang Heng."

Zhang Heng wanted to ask more about his uncle's condition, but Yishu had already arrived at the dormitory door. Seeing the door open, she walked in without thinking.

The three people in the room were stunned for a moment.

Yishu looked at Su Kexin who was sitting on the sofa, and Su Kexin also looked at Yishu who suddenly broke in with some surprise.

The Snow Demon Girl instantly became alert, floated in front of Su Kexin, emitting a hint of coldness from her body, and stared at Yishu vigilantly.

Yishu's ball-shaped sea lion was not to be outdone. It stood in front of Yishu, its small body full of protective desire.

Seeing this, Zhang Heng quickly stood up and introduced: "Yishu, this is Senior Su Kexin; Senior, this is my friend Yishu."

Yishu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a hint of pride: "Hello, senior sister, I am a good friend of Zhang Heng who grew up together." As he said that, he winked at Zhang Heng.

Su Kexin was slightly startled, then a gentle smile appeared on her face. She responded slowly, "Hello, Junior Sister. I just accidentally sprained my ankle the other night, and Zhang Heng carried me a long way to the hospital. I happened to be making some chicken soup today, so I brought it over for him to try."

He deliberately emphasized the word "back" and a different look flashed in his eyes.

Yishu's smile froze for a moment, but she quickly returned to normal and responded, "Zhang Heng is a warm-hearted person. He would definitely not ignore others in need."

Su Kexin nodded gently and smiled lightly, "That's right, Zhang Heng is indeed a good man. If it weren't for him, I really don't know what I would do."

The two of them seemed to be smiling, but the smell of gunpowder in the air was getting stronger and stronger, which made Zhang Heng, who was standing by, confused. This was the first time he had seen such a situation, and he didn't even smell the gunpowder in the air.

Zhang Heng was curious about why Yishu came over and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong? Why did you come to see me so suddenly?"

Suddenly, he felt uncomfortable, as if he couldn't find you for no reason, and said, "I wanted to have dinner with you, but it seems that you don't need it."

Su Kexin realized that it was time for her to leave, so she stood up and limped towards the door.

"You guys chat, I'm not very mobile, so I'll go back to the dormitory to rest."

"Okay, senior sister, if you need anything, please let the Snow Demon Girl tell me and I will help you."

Before leaving, she didn't forget to say to Zhang Heng: "Zhang Heng, if you can't eat dinner tonight, you can come to my dormitory and eat with me. I always cook something myself in the evening."

Zhang Heng quickly thanked her, "Thank you for your kindness, Senior Sister Su. If you need anything, I'll be happy to bother you."

Yishu looked at Su Kexin's departing back, feeling jealous, and asked, "When did you meet such a beautiful senior? We even chatted together in the dormitory?"

Zhang Heng was frank and said, "Senior sister just came to thank me for saving her father."

Yishu snorted: "I don't believe it. Forget it, I'm going to eat. You're so annoying." After that, she turned around and left with Qiuqiu Sea Lion in her arms.

Zhang Heng sighed helplessly and looked at the direction where Yishu left. The back-to-school gift he had intended to give her was still lying quietly in the drawer. It was a gift he had carefully prepared as a return gift to Yishu, but now he had missed the opportunity.

Yishu walked towards the school with Qiuqiu Sea Lion in his arms, angrily mumbling, "Zhang Heng, this guy, just left me aside when he got a pretty senior. What the hell, this is too much! He's a guy who values ​​women over friends. I was even thinking of sharing the Freshman Ranking Tournament with him, but now it seems he doesn't care at all!"

It was already around 6pm, and the sky was gradually darkening. The sun had already set, but the streetlights were still on. The surroundings were shrouded in a hazy twilight, with shadows everywhere, making me feel inexplicably uneasy.

Suddenly, a pair of black hands emerged from the shadows. As if sensing the intense resentment radiating from Yishu, a type of energy favored by ghost-type Pokémon, they slowly approached Yishu. With each inch they moved, the air around them seemed to cool down a bit...