Elf: Who told him to be an investigator!

The Pokémon present became alert upon seeing the sudden appearance of humans.

"Gurgle!"

"That's the kind human who just bought all our things!"

But Ditto shouted that, and his beady eyes narrowed in surprise.

Ze Shu could only manage a forced smile as he distributed the medicine he had. But even after he had applied all the medicine he had to the Pokémon there, it still wasn't enough to meet their healing needs.

There are far too many injured Pokémon.

Ze Shu had no choice but to return to Zhuqing City, but instead of getting medicine for his injuries, he—

"Ah!" Nurse Joy, who had been brought here by Sawaki, covered her mouth. "Investigator Sawaki, this... how come there are so many Pokémon injured here..."

Although shocked by the situation, Miss Joey did not hesitate and immediately took out her medical kit.

"lucky——"

Chansey, following Nurse Joy, maintained a worried expression and released "Life Drop" and "Healing Wave".

Miss Joey is truly a professional.

Seeing his companions gradually recovering, Ditto, exhausted from taking care of them, collapsed into a sludge on the grass, but still had a relieved smile on his face.

It was the only Pokémon present that wasn't injured.

"You..." Ze Shu walked to its side and asked, "What caused so many of your Pokémon to be so badly injured..."

Speaking of this...

Ditto's previously limp body stiffened in frustration: "Gurgle!"

With the help of Ditto's constant transformations into various forms, Zeki finally understood the situation.

simply put:

The Ditto were living peacefully in this forest, but one day not long ago, two humans with sickly yet excited expressions saw them and, as if they had seen some rare species, went mad trying to catch them.

They fought back fiercely and barely managed to drive the two men away, but they were also seriously injured.

Ze Shu narrowed his eyes: "Do you know what they look like?"

The Ditto's eyes were filled with resentment: "Gurgle!"

Then the mucus on its body slowly transformed, and soon, the appearances of the two people were shown to Ze Shu.

They were all dressed in tattered clothes, with sallow complexions, rough faces, and bald heads, but they had quite a bit of muscle, looking like outlaws from some desert region.

"I understand," Ze Shu said silently.

……

The sun slowly set, and dusk was approaching. The sea shimmered, as if tinged with a brownish-yellow hue.

A conflict is breaking out on the coast.

The fisherman's fishing rod was gripped by two burly men, and due to the difference in strength, he couldn't resist. With a snap, his fishing rod was pulled in an astonishing arc and slipped from their hands.

"What...what do you want?! Why did you steal my fishing rod?!"

"This is heaven!" Ignoring the fisherman's words, a burly man, holding his fishing rod, excitedly repeated to his companion, "Gate, this is heaven!"

"This little bamboo pole can catch Pokémon! Instead of having to depend on the boss's mood or fight to the death to snatch a Pokémon from someone else!"

"Yeah! I've never seen so many Pokémon in my life!" His companion, Gate, exclaimed with fervor. "Soth, once we use this bamboo pole to lure out this army of Pokémon, we'll go back and catch all the Pokémon that injured us!"

"Then we won't have to worry about the boss's attitude!"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Seemingly enjoying the prospect of leading a Pokémon army in the future, the two burly men laughed heartily and arrogantly.

The fisherman looked at the two burly men, who were clearly mentally unstable, with a look of surprise and uncertainty. He moved his hand, wanting to call the police.

But he had just made a move.

The two burly, crazed men immediately stared at him.

"Soth, this guy seems to be asking for help."

"Gate, let's take him down, just like we did in Irontown."

Soth and Gates immediately sharpened their knives and approached the fisherman, their faces revealing a fierce glint.

This is a kind of ferocity that most people in the Pokémon world don't possess—a ferocity born from seeing blood and killing people.

The fisherman was terrified, his hair standing on end. "You...you guys, don't come any closer..."

But this was a beach, and behind him was a cliff. He was cornered and had no way to escape.

And the only two Pokémon he possesses...

boom!

Two Magikarp appeared on the beach, splashing around on the sand and using Splash.

This is the catch the angler made this afternoon after leaving the "free trade market" in the morning.

There is no air force.

But at this moment, it's no different from the Air Force.

The two Magikarp, their eyes glaring like dead fish, hopped around, posing absolutely no threat to their opponents. Perhaps if he were to throw the two Magikarp out with all his might, relying on the Magikarp's brittle bones, it might be even more powerful than Magikarp's Splash.

Unfortunately, the fisherman was so terrified that he lost his composure.

He never imagined that simply going fishing would lead to such a life-threatening situation. Judging from their actions, they genuinely wanted to kill him.

"Help, help..."

Suddenly, he seemed to see a figure slowly walking behind the two burly men, which made him widen his eyes in an instant.

"Save me?" Soth grinned maliciously, one hand holding a fishing rod, the other clenched into a fist. "Let's see who can save you..."

Gates laughed maniacally, "No one has ever escaped from us, the Southgate brothers."

But suddenly.

Their expressions froze, as if they had been plunged into an ice cave. They felt a chill spreading from their bodies upwards.

I looked down.

It's not a feeling, it's real.

The freezing cold had spread from their feet to their waists, freezing their lower bodies. The biting cold relentlessly pressed on their nerves, instantly turning their arrogant expressions into terror.

"Who?! Who is it?!"

They wanted to turn around to see who it was, but they couldn't, because the ice had already spread to their chests.

By the time the ice reached their necks, they could no longer feel the cold. They still had no idea who had done this to them.

All that could be heard was a voice praising from behind.

"Yes, that's it. Maintain control and let the ice energy become a restraint to control the opponent."

Zeshu said softly to the snow child he was holding.

Under Zeju's command, maintaining the 'Frozen Wind', Yukidouji's blue eyes narrowed slightly. It seemed pleased with the praise: "Yo-ki—"

"It's...it's you?!"

The fisherman finally saw the face of the person who saved him and exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh?" Ze Shu blinked. "You're that shady fishing tackle dealer."

"He's not a swindler!" the fisherman exclaimed angrily. "You just don't know his stuff!"

"I don't care if you know what you're talking about!" Soth and Gate, their bodies frozen from the neck down, listened to the fisherman and Ze Shu's seemingly indifferent conversation, their eyes red-rimmed. "Let us go! We're from the raiding party! If our boss here finds out, you'll be sorry!"

"Oh? The capture team?"

Ze Shu looked at them with a surprised expression, then smiled strangely. "You two have a boss?"