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

Zhang Heng had been thinking about how to solve the problem of diving.

If there were special Water-type Pokémon like Araquos or Primarina that could form a large, independent bubble underwater to dive, the effect would be similar.

Renting two Water-type Pokémon that can dive seems like a more direct approach.

This immediately put him in a difficult position.

Cheng Feng seemed to sense Zhang Heng's difficulty. He pondered for a moment and then said, "Hmm... it seems you lack a suitable underwater guide."

"How about this, it just so happens that I have a junior in my family who is a trainer specializing in raising Water-type Pokémon, and she should be about your age."

"She's also very interested in that area, but her perspective is rather unique. She believes that the special waters affected by that extinct volcano are more likely to breed high-potential Water-type Pokémon than Fire-type ones. Since you have similar goals, you might as well travel together and look out for each other."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Heng's face lit up with joy; this was unexpectedly good news!

Exploring the unknown deep sea alone is indeed very risky. Having a companion, especially a trainer who specializes in water-type abilities, would undoubtedly make things much safer.

"Really? Thank you so much!"

Cheng Feng waved his hand and said readily, "You saved my life, this little favor is nothing, just consider it as returning the favor."

As he spoke, he took out his encyclopedia and skillfully operated it a few times, transferring his friend's contact information, as well as his own, to Zhang Heng's encyclopedia contact list.

"Thank you, King Cheng!" Zhang Heng quickly thanked him again.

Cheng Feng added, "My junior's original plan was to set off tomorrow. And you see, it's getting late now, so I suggest you rest well today, buy the necessary equipment, and set off early tomorrow morning. You'll be in better shape then."

Zhang Heng followed his senior's advice and nodded in agreement. He was about to call Gengar, who was still playing with Gastly, to leave when he witnessed an amusing scene.

The Gastly stopped playing around, its gaseous body rippled slightly, and a large purple hand reached into its body, which seemed to be connected to another dimension, and began to explore.

A moment later, it took out a round crystal with dark purple and black energy intertwined and swirling inside like feathers!

As soon as the crystal appeared, it emitted a Ghost-type energy fluctuation that was of the same origin as Gengar but even more profound and powerful!

Hey! Hehehe!

Upon seeing the crystal, Zhang Heng's Shiny Gengar's large red eyes instantly shone brightly, and its face revealed an expression of extreme longing and joy.

It eagerly took the crystal with its two short hands, hugged it tightly, and kept laughing excitedly.

Gastly chuckled and patted Gengar's shoulder forcefully with its free purple paw, as if saying something encouraging or admonishing.

Then, the two Ghost-type Pokémon looked at each other, suddenly covered their mouths together, and let out a series of low and eerie "hehehe" laughs.

They looked like two children plotting some amazing prank or sharing some secret that only they knew, making the atmosphere both mysterious and a little comical.

Zhang Heng was stunned.

"This...this is..." Zhang Heng felt the familiar yet powerful energy emanating from the crystal, and a name blurted out, "Gengar Mega Stone?!"

As Cheng Feng watched this scene, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, a mixture of nostalgia and relief. He slowly spoke.

"It seems... that StarCraft's Gastly has entrusted this most important item left behind by StarCraft to you and your Gengar."

"It acknowledges the bond between you. It hopes that you and Gengar can carry this power to go further and longer, to fulfill the dreams that Starkin couldn't achieve, and to see the scenery he never saw."

Looking at Gengar, who was clutching the evolution stone tightly in his arms and couldn't put it down, Zhang Heng didn't feel much joy at obtaining a precious item. Instead, he felt as if the burden on his shoulders had become even heavier.

This is not just an evolution stone, but also a weighty legacy and expectation.

He had originally planned to use the Aggron evolution stone he had seized from Old Mouse Six to exchange for a Gengar evolution stone at the exchange, but he never expected to obtain it in such a fateful way.

He nodded solemnly to Gastly, then looked at Cheng Feng and said earnestly, "I will. This power will never be wasted."

After bidding farewell to Cheng Feng once again and promising to stay in touch, Zhang Heng left the solemn and respectful martyrs' cemetery.

Without delay, he went directly to an underwater equipment store in Shanghai.

We purchased a professional diving suit, spare oxygen tanks, and other underwater exploration tools that we might need.

It was already late when he returned to the temporary rest room arranged for him at the East China Alliance headquarters.

Zhang Heng didn't rest immediately. He took out the illustrated guide, looked at the unfamiliar contact number that Cheng Feng had sent him, took a deep breath, and dialed it.

After a brief pause, the communication was connected.

"Hello, who is it?"

The clear female voice coming from the communicator was like a mountain stream dripping onto rocks, carrying a natural sense of coldness and detachment.

The sound startled Zhang Heng, and he unconsciously tightened his grip on the illustrated guide.

He never imagined that the "friend who is proficient in Water-type Pokémon" introduced by King Cheng Feng would be a woman!

In his subconscious, the kind of guide who needs to conduct dangerous underwater explorations would most likely be an experienced and calm male trainer.

He had even sketched out a rough communication plan in his mind—how to concisely explain his purpose and how to agree on a meeting time and place.

This sudden gender contrast caused him to momentarily freeze in thought.

This feeling is very subtle, like when you're bracing yourself to push open a heavy iron door, only to find it's as light as a cicada's wing, causing you to strain your back from using too much force.

This shows that no matter what you face, you can't be prejudiced... Once you are led astray by your own subjective judgment, even the slightest deviation is enough to make your originally clear thinking instantly come to a standstill.

There was a full two and a half seconds of silence—an awkward silence that was almost perceptible in a communication.

He quickly forced himself to calm down, cleared his throat, and tried to continue the conversation in as calm and natural a tone as possible.

"Hello, I'm Zhang Heng. It was Cheng Feng who gave me your contact information. I'd like to invite you to join me tomorrow..."

His words were interrupted again.

"I know you."

The cold voice came from the other side again, its tone calm, yet carrying a certainty as if it had seen through everything, and even a hint of... barely perceptible impatience.

"You're the blind date my cousin introduced me to, right?"

"what???"

In that instant, Zhang Heng felt as if his brain had been struck by a 100,000-volt electric shock, leaving only huge question marks and exclamation marks flashing wildly.

A blind date? What blind date? When did Cheng Feng become a "cousin"? And a matchmaker?! What on earth is going on?!

Before he could even sort out his thoughts from this huge mismatch of information, the cold voice rang out again, speaking quickly and crisply, as if reading out a pre-arranged schedule, devoid of any emotion.

“I don’t have that much time to waste on this kind of thing.”

"Listen up, I'll be departing from the third berth at the port of Shanghai, East China, at 9:00 AM tomorrow for a diving exploration. If you're brave enough and not afraid of death, then come with me. No exceptions."

"Beep...beep...beep..."

The moment the words were spoken, without giving Zhang Heng any chance to explain or ask questions, the communication was unilaterally and decisively cut off.

The encyclopedia screen went dark, leaving Zhang Heng alone, holding it in the quiet lounge, bewildered, and falling into a long, questioning silence.

He stood there stunned for a good ten seconds before he seemed to find his voice again, and murmured two syllables filled with confusion and disbelief as he looked at the encyclopedia whose communication had ended:

"Huh?...I'm...your blind date?"

He shook his head vigorously, trying to shake off the absurd thought.

"There must be some mistake, or she mistook someone else for someone else. King Cheng Feng was just introducing an adventure companion, how could it be related to a blind date..."

He tried to find a reasonable explanation for this bizarre conversation.

However, although the other party misunderstood his identity, they at least clearly conveyed the time and place.

"Forget it, there's no use thinking about it too much. We'll just go to the dock tomorrow and explain things to each other in person."

After putting away the illustrated guide, Zhang Heng felt a wave of fatigue wash over him.

The continuous battles, the tense situation... all these things piled up, keeping his mind in a state of high tension.

He took off his coat and threw himself onto the soft single bed, hoping to relax.

However, once the body lay down, the mind raced uncontrollably like a wild horse.

The horrific scenes of the East China Sea battlefield flashed uncontrollably before my eyes: the crazed eyes of the members of the Creation Hall, the flames of explosions, and the silent figures of the victims falling... The smell of blood and gunpowder seemed to linger in my nostrils once again.

The more I think about it, the more agitated I become; the more I tell myself not to think about it, the clearer those images and worries emerge.

He tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. He felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on his chest, making it difficult to breathe.

"No, if this continues, I won't have the energy to explore tomorrow..." Zhang Heng suddenly sat up in bed, scratching his hair in frustration. He knew he had to force himself to rest.

His gaze swept across the room, finally settling on the seemingly ordinary shadow at his feet.

"Gengar, do me a favor... Hypnosis."

The atmosphere in the room changed abruptly the moment the command was given!

An invisible chill seemed to seep from the corner, dimming the light and spreading a cold atmosphere.

Zhang Heng felt a slight shiver run down his spine. Before he could turn around, he felt two small, icy hands gently patting his shoulders.

"Whoa!" Zhang Heng was startled by the sudden touch and turned his head sharply!

What came into his view was Gengar's purplish-black face, which was almost touching his own and had a wide grin on its face.

And its eyes, which were now gleaming with an eerie and profound purple light!

The light resembled two spinning vortexes, carrying an irresistible spiritual power that instantly captured Zhang Heng's entire consciousness.

He couldn't even let out a complete scream. He felt an overwhelming drowsiness flood his brain like a tide. His vision went black, his body went limp, and he fell backward into an incredibly deep sleep where he wouldn't even dream.

"Hehehe...hehe..."

Watching the trainer fall asleep instantly, even emitting soft snores, Gengar withdrew the purple light from its eyes and let out a series of low, eerie laughs, seemingly very satisfied with its "sleep-inducing" efficiency.