Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

It had seen this thing before; it seemed to be able to wake people up.

"this?"

Looking at Xiaoxia's still unconscious face, Xiaozhi held the flute and gestured.

"Can......."

Seeing this, Xiao Gang urged him on as well.

"Xiao Zhi, since you have a way, try it quickly."

Xiao Zhi hesitated for a moment.

"Since you put it that way, Teacher Gang, then okay."

Immediately following, under the expectant gaze of Gastly, the puzzled gaze of Brock, and the ominous gaze of Pikachu, Ash swung his arm and exerted force through his wrist—

"Boom!"

A crisp, echoing tapping sound rang out.

The flute's rounded end made precise, intimate contact with Xiaoxia's smooth forehead.

Ash glanced at Misty, who remained motionless, then at the flute in his hand, and looked at Gastly with a puzzled expression.

"This...is still no use?"

Gastly: "???"

Is this how you use a flute?

"You have to blow it! You blow it with your mouth!"

Xiao Gang felt his head start to hurt too.

"I can't!"

Xiao Zhi said confidently.

"You can't just hit someone!"

"Didn't you tell me to give it a try, Teacher Gang?"

"Pickup!"

Pikachu couldn't stand it anymore.

It jumped off Ash's shoulder and ran to Misty's side, its electric sac on its cheek flashing with a faint golden electric light.

It stretched out its little paw and gently touched the back of Xiaoxia's hand.

"Sizzle."

A tiny spark flashed.

Xia's eyelashes fluttered.

Pikachu's eyes lit up, and it quickly gave Pikachu two more gentle electric shocks.

"Um……"

A faint groan escaped from Xiaoxia's mouth.

She slowly opened her eyes, her gaze initially unfocused and confused, but the pain in her forehead and the slight numbness on the back of her hand gradually brought her focus.

Memories of the time before I fell into a coma flooded back—grotesque ghost faces, icy touches, boundless fear…

"Waaaaah... Monster!"

She instinctively flinched, then felt a sharp throbbing pain in her temple, and couldn't help but gasp.

"Ouch—it hurts! My head... what happened?"

She raised her hand to touch the painful spot and indeed felt a lump.

The anger instantly replaced the lingering dizziness.

Xiaoxia propped herself up, her sharp eyes sweeping over the two ghost Pokémon before finally settling on Haunter, which seemed most like the mastermind.

"Damn it! I, Xiaoxia, swear I will not rest until I avenge this..."

"Oh, you mean that bag?" Xiao Zhi interrupted sheepishly, shaking the flute in his hand. "I did that."

"..."

Xiaoxia's aura visibly froze.

She glanced at the weapon in Xiaozhi's hand, then her gaze fell back on Xiaozhi's face.

All his righteous indignation and harsh words deflated in an instant.

We can't beat them!

We simply can't beat them!

"...Oh, I see."

In order to preserve her human status, Xiaoxia loosened her clenched fists, her momentum quickly waned, and her voice unconsciously dropped several octaves.

"Then...then next time, please don't, don't do that again..."

......

After some discussion.

Ash and his friends finally made Gastly understand their purpose.

Searching for the leader of the tower, that very strong Gengar.

Hey! It's just about finding the boss!

Since Gastly has said so, these three humans don't seem so bad.

Especially the one who was so scared she fainted but didn't dare to get angry.

We are all family!

Gastly patted its chest, indicating that it would take care of it, and then took the lead and floated towards the top of the tower.

With the local ghosts around, the path became much clearer.

Soon, they arrived at the top floor of the Pokémon Tower.

The space here is more open, and moonlight shines through the high window frames, casting cool, dappled shadows.

A round, purple figure.

It was facing away from them, floating where the moonlight was strongest.

At first glance, you can tell it has a high-class feel.

Sensing a stranger approaching, the figure slowly turned around.

The moonlight shone on its round body, reflecting a deep purple luster.

It grinned, its mouth almost touching its ears, revealing a terrifyingly huge smile.

Its scarlet eyes lit up, like two tiny red lamps, and its gaze slowly swept over the three people and two Pokémon in front of it.

Gastly and Haunter immediately floated over.

They explained the situation using gestures and words.

"Gag?"

After listening, Gengar's gaze fell on Ash, who was standing at the front, with great interest, and his huge smile seemed to widen even further.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhi stepped forward and got straight to the point.

"That's right! I'm the one who came to you because I want to ask you for a favor!"

"Gag?"

Upon hearing the word "help," Gengar let out a low, strange laugh, its shoulders shrug.

It looked at its underlings on the left and right, pointed at Ash, then at itself, and made an exaggerated expression.

Isn't that funny?

He said he wanted to ask our Ghost-type Pokémon for help?

These days, what Ghost-type Pokémon would be so eager to help a living person?

This is a disgrace to our Ghost-type!

We're a race that enjoys playing pranks and scaring people, when did we become helpers to humans?

Gastly: "......"

Gastly: "..."

The two shameless guys exchanged a glance.

They immediately looked away, pretending to study the spider web on the ceiling.

But then, Gengar's crimson eyes darted around slyly, as if it had come up with some fun idea.

Helping out... it's not entirely impossible, but there has to be some fun involved.

"Gag, gag."

It floated closer, stretched out its short fingers, pointed first at itself, then at Ash, and grinned, revealing a knowing smile.

"As long as I beat you, it's fine?" Ash's eyes lit up. "Okay! Then let's..."

Before Gengar could speak again...

With a throw, sand and stones flew straight at its face.

Meanwhile, Charmeleon had already stealthily circled around to its base, its sharp claws gleaming coldly—

I've disliked you for a long time, you show-off!

Dragon Claw!

Gengar narrowly escaped.

Then he loudly berated the Charizard.