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

Zhang Heng was still concentrating on checking the Emperor Sea Lion's treatment when he suddenly felt his trouser leg being gently pulled.

He looked down and found that it was the grave dog that he had rescued before. It was biting his trouser leg, its tail wagging slightly, and a low whimpering sound coming from its throat, as if conveying something.

Zhang Heng frowned slightly, puzzled. He gently touched the tomb dog's head and said, "Little guy, what's wrong?"

The tomb dog loosened its trouser legs and took a few steps back. Seeing that Zhang Heng didn't catch up, it ran back and bit his trouser legs again, then walked out the door, looking back at him from time to time.

Zhang Heng first took out Dilimar's Poké Ball and put it back into the ball. Now the treatment was basically completed.

After following Tomb Dog out, he saw the sheriff. The sheriff looked calm and nodded slightly.

Although there had been some minor conflicts before, at this moment his eyes only showed focus on the current situation and professional seriousness, and he had obviously put the past unpleasantness behind him.

Just as Zhang Heng was about to greet the sheriff, Yishu came hurriedly, her hair a little messy and her face full of worry.

When she saw Zhang Heng, a glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes.

Zhang Heng took out Diva's Poké Ball and handed it to her, saying gently, "Yishu, Diva's curse has been lifted. Just rest."

Tears welled up in Yishu's eyes. She took the Poké Ball with both hands and said excitedly, "Zhang Heng, thank you so much! Dili is very important to me. This time, I really owe it to you."

She held the Poké Ball tightly, as if she were holding a cherished family member.

When the sheriff heard the word "curse," he immediately became alert and stepped forward to ask, "Curse? Was it cursed by a ghost-type Pokémon?"

Zhang Heng looked serious and nodded, saying, "That's right, Sheriff. I'm in trouble. This ghost-type Pokémon is very mysterious."

The sheriff frowned slightly and continued, "Can you tell me in detail what information you know?"

"I currently know two things. First, it appears when people are experiencing negative emotions. Second, judging by its cursed state, it must be a Ghost-type. After all, only Ghost-type Pokémon can cast spells that can curse their opponents."

Then, Zhang Heng and Yishu told the sheriff in detail about the curse of Dilimar and the previous attack by the mysterious ghost-type Pokémon.

After hearing this, the sheriff frowned. A stacking board covered with the cloth of the spiritual world was already difficult enough to deal with.

Now there is another Pokémon that can fight against the Quasi-King-level Dilimar without being defeated. This is enough to show that there is a Ghost-type Pokémon whose strength is at least Quasi-King-level and is still hiding in the dark. This situation is really tricky.

The sheriff said worriedly, "This is going to be difficult. After a ghost-type Pokémon uses a spell, its HP drops significantly. They're likely to absorb the energy of living beings at all costs, even if they don't have negative emotions..."

"They will also actively create panic and gather negative energy, right?" Zhang Heng took over with a serious expression.

"Besides, this hospital is packed with people, and there are all kinds of emotions. It's a perfect place to create panic..."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden burst of screams and hurried footsteps from downstairs.

Zhang Heng and the sheriff's expressions suddenly changed. They looked at each other and immediately rushed towards the source of the sound.

When I got downstairs, I saw the hospital lobby in chaos. In the crowd, several men and women were furiously venting their anger.

A man, his face flushed and veins bulging, shouted, "I work so hard every day, why do I still get this disease? What did I do wrong?"

A woman with disheveled hair screamed, "We waited so long to see the doctor, and the doctor was so cold and indifferent. He doesn't care about the patients at all!"

An elderly man, leaning on a cane, trembling, cried, "At my age, I've lived a law-abiding and honest life for most of my life. How could I have contracted such a difficult-to-treat disease? The cost of treatment has drained my family's savings. What hope do I have for the future?"

A young man nearby angrily threw his medical record to the ground and shouted, "The hospital's procedures are incredibly complicated. Just one checkup requires running to multiple locations and paying a ton of fees. Are they trying to save lives or just make money?"

Not far away, a mother hugged her sick child tightly, tears streaming down her face: "My child is so young, and he has to suffer like this. Why can't medical technology be more advanced so that my child can suffer less?"

The resentment that had been pent up for a long time was now amplified. They roared in the crowd and used whatever they had as weapons.

Some people grabbed pens and stabbed themselves, some banged their heads against the wall, and some raised trash cans and threw them at the people around them. People fled in panic, and screams and cries were mixed together.

When Zhang Heng arrived, he immediately felt an evil force permeating the air.

He discovered that those who lived in poverty became the targets of ghost-type Pokémon. As long as the negative energy increased, Pokémon would come out to harvest souls and absorb resentment to strengthen themselves.

"Oh no! Quick! Activate the emergency plan!"

After Zhang Heng shouted, he and the sheriff immediately took action to stop the chaos.

The hospital security team quickly dispatched, their Pokémon consisting primarily of a shaggy dog, supplemented by several Hayoks. Both the shaggy dog ​​and Hayok barked loudly, using their Howl skill to direct the fleeing people in an evacuation direction.

The doctors and nurses also sent out Pokémon, a medical team consisting of Jigglypuff, Happiny, and Chansey.

Happiny and Jigglypuff are trying their best to cast healing rays, and Pudding is singing a soft song to calm people's emotions.

Bang~ a white light flashed by.

Zhang Heng quickly dispatched Mienchaus and ordered, "Mienchaus, use hypnosis!"

A deep blue light emanated from Mienshao's eyes, transforming into brain waves that were transmitted to the disturbed people. Under Mienshao's influence, some people's movements gradually slowed down, and their eyes became confused.

Just as Milotic was performing hypnosis, a familiar figure quickly floated over. It was Haunter.

Haunter sensed the chaotic situation and joined in without saying a word.

Its body flickered with a strange purple light, and the ghostly energy around it quickly gathered to form a continuously rotating energy vortex above its head.

Haunter's eyes also became deep and mysterious, and from its eyes shot out light purple rays that echoed with the hypnotic rays of Milotic.

The two kinds of light intertwined, forming an invisible hypnotic net in the air.

Under the effect of this double hypnosis, the originally crazy people underwent more obvious changes.

Some people's raised arms slowly dropped, and the angry and twisted expressions on their faces gradually relaxed;

Some people who were about to rush towards others slowed down their steps, and the madness in their eyes gradually faded, replaced by confusion and bewilderment;

There were also some people who had collapsed on the ground injured and still cursing, but they slowly closed their mouths and their breathing became steady.

The chaotic situation in the entire hall began to be effectively controlled.

While giving orders, the sheriff said to Zhang Heng, "These people are being controlled by a ghost-type Pokémon. We need to find the mastermind quickly, otherwise it will continue to drain their vitality."

Zhang Heng observed that these people were connected by black threads, extending towards the basement.

At this moment, the sheriff immediately used the radio device on his body to request the nearest security team to come for support.

Zhang Heng directed the doctors to notify the dean, asking him to coordinate follow-up matters, make every effort to rescue the injured, and ensure everyone's safety.

After everything was ready, the two looked at each other with a determined look and walked towards the basement...