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Chapter 198: Haunted!
Chapter 198: Haunted!
"Here are the key points I’ve highlighted for you. I don’t want anyone crying and calling me when they need help."
In the Pokemon Academy of Kanaz City, Jing He closed his book with a smile and addressed the students in the Pokemon Psychology class.
The students all wore expressions of despair.
Key points highlighted?
Yes!
The entire book is the key points!
Teacher Jing He, are you serious?
Why did we choose this course in the first place!
"Ge-nyaa~"
Gengar poked its head out from the ceiling, landed on the ground, and followed Jing He.
It waved at the students with a look of reluctant farewell.
The students had contributed significantly to Gengar’s mastery of Hypnosis.
Seeing Gengar’s smile, the previously despairing students all shivered and forced out smiles.
It was well-known throughout the school that falling asleep in Teacher Jing He’s Pokemon Psychology class would result in nightmares.
It had almost become a campus legend.
Later, they found out that Gengar had been supervising them all along.
Stepping out of the classroom, Jing He squinted his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Freedom!"
He had no more classes for the rest of the day. Once the students finished their final exams, it would be a comfortable winter break!
The learning atmosphere in the Pokemon world wasn’t as intense, so winter break wasn’t any shorter than summer break, which was a delightful fact.
And as a teacher, the anticipation for winter and summer breaks was no less than that of the students.
However, since Pokemon Psychology was an elective, although the classes had ended, there was still some time before the final exams.
For Jing He, this period was a paid vacation!
Could anything be better?
Humming a tune, he headed towards the counseling room.
Back in the counseling room, Jing He had just brewed a cup of coffee when Daidouji walked in.
"Teacher."
"Would you like some coffee?" Jing He wasn’t surprised by his arrival.
After all, Daidouji often dropped by.
"Thank you, teacher."
Daidouji thanked him, sat down without hesitation.
"Actually, there’s something I want to discuss with you."
Jing He handed the coffee to Daidouji and said,
"Discuss?"
Jing He casually opened his computer, logged into his account, and quickly scanned the messages in the online counseling room, preparing for the upcoming session.
Then, he looked at Daidouji and, after a moment’s thought, said,
"I want to produce a drama series."
"Drama series?" Daidouji was taken aback.
This was a bit outside his expertise.
Although Devon Corporation’s business had spread across the entire Pokemon world, involving industries like mining, real estate, energy, and Pokemon items, he was still clueless about producing TV dramas.
But he quickly regained his composure.
"So, teacher, you’re looking for funding?"
He instantly became more relaxed. "No problem. How much do you need? If it’s under one billion, I can approve it. If it’s more, I can apply to the company, and it shouldn’t be an issue."
Jing He: "..."
Yes, yes, that’s the damned confidence.
Just throwing out a small goal like that.
"Cough." Jing He cleared his throat. "Funding is one aspect, but mainly, I need help with production and future broadcasting."
That involved a lot of aspects.
Directors, casting, TV stations, and more.
This was also a blind spot for Jing He.
Then,
Jing He and Daidouji, two people who significantly boosted the attractiveness of the Kanaz Pokemon Academy, stared at each other for about ten seconds.
Alright.
"Here’s what I’ll do, teacher. Give me the script and a general direction, and I’ll try to put out a tender online," Daidouji said.
Jing He sighed.
There was no other way.
If it didn’t work out, he would have to sell the script.
But that would undoubtedly reduce his earnings.
"By the way, you’re here today because..."
Jing He changed the topic.
Through the "Aura Power," he could vaguely sense that Daidouji seemed a bit excited today.
Sure enough, once the topic was brought back, Daidouji took out a Luxury Ball.
"Teacher, can you take a look at these two Pokemon?"
He opened the Luxury Ball.
A red light emerged, and a light purple, barnacle-like Pokemon appeared in the counseling room.
"Whiscash?"
Seeing this Pokemon, Jing He was slightly taken aback.
He didn’t remember Daidouji having this Pokemon.
But he quickly realized.
"Did you find the fossil at the World Tree of Origin?" Jing He asked.
When the World Tree of Origin was infected by a "virus," the crystals it produced acted like white blood cells, transforming into various ancient Pokemon, including Whiscash and its evolved form, Milotic.
Clearly, the crystals of the World Tree of Origin taking the form of these Pokemon was not coincidental.
They were likely among the first Pokemon to inhabit the World Tree of Origin.
"Teacher, you never fail to impress," Daidouji said.
This Whiscash was indeed the Pokemon resurrected from the fossil he had found near the World Tree of Origin using a special device.
"Ge-nyaa?"
Seeing an unfamiliar Pokemon, Gengar, Froslass, and the others all showed signs of curiosity.
They cautiously approached.
However, this Whiscash seemed very timid. Sensing the change in the environment, it quickly curled up.
Eight pink tentacles wrapped around the dark face of the Pokemon, completely enveloping it.
"Side effects of reviving an ancient Pokemon," Jing He assessed the state of the Tentacruel.
This was different from the Fossil Dragonite that Aya had.
While Aya's Dragonite was also an ancient Pokemon, it wasn't revived from a fossil; it had just been in a long, deep sleep. Therefore, the Dragonite retained memories from the ancient times, which was why it initially struggled to adapt to the modern environment, becoming irritable and unable to control itself.
In contrast, the Tentacruel had lost its memories from the ancient times. When revived, it was essentially no different from a newborn Pokemon.
However, the modern environment was clearly challenging for the Tentacruel, which still retained some instincts.
This was a new case for Jing He. If he could help the Tentacruel adjust its mindset and state, he would gain valuable experience for dealing with any other ancient Pokemon that might be revived in the future.
With that thought, Jing He closed his eyes and focused.
Hum—
An invisible aura spread out.
Aura!
"Huh?"
The Tentacruel, which had been curled up, slowly unfurled its tentacles, its eyes filled with confusion.
It felt enveloped by a familiar, comforting, and reassuring presence.
Meanwhile, Jing He sensed emotions of anxiety, unease, and tension.
He opened his eyes and slowly approached the Tentacruel. Under its puzzled gaze, he produced an Energy Cube.
"Want to try it?"
The Tentacruel hesitated, looking at Jing He and then at the Energy Cube. Finally, it extended a tentacle, picked up the cube, and quickly retreated.
A series of "smacking" sounds followed.
The Tentacruel then conveyed feelings of surprise, enjoyment, and satisfaction.
"Teacher?"
Dai, who had been watching, was surprised despite knowing about Jing He's abilities. He had tried feeding the Tentacruel Energy Cubes before, but the timid Pokemon had refused.
Now, in front of Jing He, the Tentacruel was eating?
Teacher is indeed a teacher, Dai thought, feeling a sense of relief.
The fossil revival machine had only been successful for a short time, and revived ancient Pokemon often exhibited timid and fearful behavior, struggling to adapt to the modern environment. Even Devon Corporation didn't have a reliable method to address this issue.
But now, it seemed that Teacher Jing He's role as an advisor might become even more important, Dai mused.
After a chaotic trip to buy groceries, Jing He was on his way home.
"So it seems the 'Aura Power' is quite suitable for my role as a Pokemon psychologist," he mused.
While the "Pokedex" could also reveal a Pokemon's mood, it required the Pokemon to use a move first. It wouldn't be practical to have Dai command the Tentacruel to use a move just to check its mood.
Moreover, the "Pokedex" could only show the mood, not facilitate communication.
Of course, the "Pokedex" was still very useful because it could provide detailed insights into the causes of the Pokemon's mood, which the "Aura Power" could only sense in a vague manner.
Jing He took his role as a Pokemon psychologist very seriously.
When he arrived home, he found the Team Rocket trio and Mr. Mime cowering behind a tree outside the cafe, trembling in fear.
Mr. Mime, positioned at the front, looked terrified but was sweating profusely, trying to hold his ground.
"Is this...?" Jing He rubbed his forehead, sighing.
To an outsider, it might look like they were being haunted.
At the sound of Jing He's voice, the trio immediately felt relieved, as if they had found a savior. They rushed toward him.
"Teacher Jing He!" they exclaimed in unison, with Meowth even jumping onto his shoulders.
"It's haunted, meow!" Meowth cried out in fear.
Haunted?
Snap—
"Wh-what?"
Ghost?
Gengar's expression froze, its chubby face turning pale, and the groceries it was carrying fell to the ground.
No, you're a ghost too, so why are you scared?
Crack—
The Poke Ball at his waist opened, and a serious-looking Jynx climbed onto Jing He's shoulder, creating layer upon layer of transparent barriers around him.
"Ooh!"
Be careful!
Jing He's eyes twitched as he looked at the impenetrable barriers.
I know to be careful, but isn't this a bit much?
And if there really was a ghost, would "Reflect" even work?
On the ground, the blacksmith Pokemon, wearing a hammer, looked excited and eager to try something.
"Chu~ chu?"
Where's the ghost? Where's the ghost?
It was curious.
Can a ghost be smashed with a hammer?
(End of Chapter)
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