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

After storing the Gene Wedge into the system space, Keldeo finally couldn't hold on and his whole body fell to the ground.

Zhang Heng looked at the weak Keldeo, his tone hurried but full of comfort.

"Keldeo, don't panic! I've sealed the Gene Wedge with the Water Scroll. You don't need to maintain the Divine Beast Field anymore. Reduce your energy consumption. I'll heal you right away!"

The ability of the system space is not suitable to be stated directly, so it would be better to seal it with the water scroll.

The vigilance and uneasiness in Keldeo's eyes faded slightly, and he slowly withdrew the energy that maintained the divine beast's field.

Zhang Heng first took out the medical kit he carried with him, grabbed the thaw agent, and sprayed it precisely on the frosted parts of Keldeo's body.

With a "sizzling" sound, the frost quickly melted and turned into a pool of water.

Then, he quickly picked up the disinfectant and cotton balls, gently wiped the disinfectant on Keldeo's wounds, and then quickly picked up the special steel needle, and with a focused gaze and skillful technique, he began to suture the deep wounds.

His technique was steady, and in a short while, the wounds were stitched up with fine stitches. He then picked up the trauma spray and evenly sprayed it on Keldeo's wounds. Then, he deftly and carefully bandaged it, wrapping it around and around, securing the wound securely.

Throughout the entire treatment process, Zhang Heng's movements were smooth and seamless. After the treatment was completed, he picked up the Poké Ball placed in this specially designed ward and put it back inside.

When everything was over, Zhang Heng realized that it was already early morning outside the window. As night fell, the faint light of the moon shone into the house.

This day was really long and tiring. I had a competition at the school in the morning, went to the hospital to help my grandfather in the afternoon, and treated Keldeo in the evening.

He dragged his heavy steps, said a few words to the garrison, then slowly walked out of the ward and returned to the dormitory of the affiliated hospital.

Finally returning to the dormitory, he washed up quickly and collapsed on his bed.

However, what happened today kept flashing through his mind like a kaleidoscope. Although his body was extremely tired, he did not feel sleepy at all.

A strong and urgent sense of crisis, like a dark cloud, always hung over him and could not be shaken off.

Perhaps it was because he was deeply shocked by the terrifying energy pressure he faced today; or perhaps it was because after obtaining the genetic wedge, he unconsciously felt nervous and worried deep in his heart.

All kinds of thoughts were intertwined in his mind, and he tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.

Haunter drifted leisurely around the room. As a ghost-type Pokémon, it didn't need sleep. Zhang Heng watched its erratic figure, his irritation growing stronger.

Zhang Heng suddenly sat up from the bed, his irritation making him frown and mutter, "No! This Kyurem must be sick! If it insists on staring at me, I might be killed instantly. No, I have to think of a way!"

Zhang Heng sat on the edge of the bed, lost in thought. Haunter, who was standing next to him, was frightened by his sudden action and his tongue instantly slipped out of his mouth.

Haunter frantically clawed at his tongue in the air several times before finally getting it back and hastily putting it back on. He let out a long breath, as if secretly thankful that his tongue hadn't actually fallen off.

At this moment, Zhang Heng suddenly slapped his thigh, a gleam in his eyes, and he shouted excitedly, "Got it!"

The sudden noise and movement scared Haunter again, and his tongue became twisted.

Haunter was so angry that it cried "Woo" twice, then turned into a red light and drilled into the Poké Ball.

Zhang Heng looked at the Poké Ball on the table, a puzzled look on his face. "Haunter, what's going on? Never mind, I'll leave you alone for now. Business is more important."

He got up from the bed, walked to the desk, opened his shoulder bag and started rummaging inside.

Finally, in a hidden pocket in the far corner of his bag, he found the black crystal. Within it, a faint blue electric light flickered. This was the crystal of ideals Zekrom had given him, the only bridge between them.

Zhang Heng had never communicated with Czechrom before. This was his first attempt, so he was inevitably a little nervous and didn't know how to proceed.

He closed his eyes and habitually used the power of dragon control to try to establish a connection with Zekrom. After all, Zekrom was also a dragon-type Pokémon.

As the power of dragon control began to operate, Zhang Heng's consciousness quickly entered the crystal.

This was a world completely shrouded in darkness, pitch black. Only the occasional flash of blue lightning illuminated this mysterious world. Each time the lightning flashed, Zhang Heng could barely see his surroundings.

After entering this world, Zhang Heng began to call out to Zekrom, and his voice echoed in the darkness.

At this moment, Zekrom was in an unknown space, surrounded by terrifying, intersecting lightning. It repeatedly struck several golden rings with lightning.

The gray-white giant hand stretched out from the circle, fearing the power of lightning, did not dare to attack easily. The two sides fell into a stalemate. It was obvious that they had been fighting for a long time, and this time it seemed that neither could do anything to the other.

Zekrom was keenly aware of Zhang Heng's call, and its eyes were as fast as lightning as it looked at the golden ring.

"Evil God of the Barbarian Land, I will spare you this time, but next time I will definitely take your life!"

After saying that, Zekrom transformed into a dazzling blue lightning, shot straight into the sky, and instantly disappeared into this unknown space.

Almost at the same time, in the space where Zhang Heng was, a terrifying blue lightning suddenly fell, illuminating the entire space.

Then, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded in the space: "Zhang Heng, do you need my help?"

The owner of this voice was none other than the Ideal Dragon—Zekrom. However, Zhang Heng felt no joy at all when he heard this voice. Instead, he felt a surge of irritation.

He said unhappily, "Help? No, no, no, on the contrary, it's you who needs my help!"

Hearing this, Zekrom couldn't help but feel puzzled. Throughout its countless years, Zhang Heng had been the most difficult idealist to get along with.

When they first met, Zhang Heng refused to become the ideal person without hesitation; later, Zekrom left the Ideal Crystal as his life-saving trump card out of kindness, but Zhang Heng did not appreciate it.

Now, when entering this space, Zhang Heng not only showed no awe, but even had a somewhat unfriendly tone.

Zhang Heng didn't give Zekrom a chance to react. He immediately said, "I got news from Kyurem. To be exact, he has discovered me!"

When Zekrom heard this, the thunder around him suddenly erupted with a deafening roar, and the originally dim space was illuminated as bright as day.

Strong electric currents raged wildly around it, making crackling sounds.

"Kyurem? I actually found you?" Zekrom's voice was not only solemn, but also revealed a hint of imperceptible worry.

"That's right. The most crucial thing is that the whereabouts of the Gene Wedge have been found. If Kyurem gets it, you should know what the result will be, right?!"

Upon hearing this, Zekrom's massive body trembled violently, and the once orderly blue lightning around him suddenly became chaotic. Thick bolts of lightning bolts dashed around like unbridled wild horses, crisscrossing the dark space with wanton brilliance, illuminating the surroundings with flickering light and shadow, adding a touch of horror to the interplay of light and shadow.

Zhang Heng looked at Zekrom's performance and expressed his satisfaction. He couldn't help but add fuel to the fire and said, "Hey, Ajie, you don't want others to discover your weaknesses, do you?"