I run an orphanage in the Pokémon world.

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light is on.

Shinji opened his eyes and looked in horror at the thing wriggling in his bed, moving continuously until it reached his chest and then fell silent.

Shinji bit his lip, his whole body trembling.

He slowly pulled back the covers.

Then he saw the terrifying woman lying on his chest, looking at him, and then pulling him into the boundless darkness.

"Aaaaaah!" Nobuya's desperate screams echoed in the cell, but no one would hear them, and no one would come to his rescue.

Chapter 549 The Never-Ending Nightmare

"Is that guy honest?" The next morning, as the Officers were handing over their duties, the new Officer said with a look of disgust. However, her colleagues knew that the sour face wasn't because of her, but because of the shameless person in the cell.

“Last night he said there were ghosts or something, and then he lay in bed and slept until now.” Miss Officer Jenny glanced at the surveillance footage, and everything looked normal.

Hearing her companion's words, Officer Jenny also curled her lips. This guy named Shinya was really annoying. He did such a terrible thing, but he was a mental patient. Just thinking that he might escape the punishment of the law made Officer Jenny wish she could just let Arcanine use a Flame Burst to burn this guy to ashes.

What did those poor Pokémon do wrong?

Officer Jenny's teeth clenched with hatred at the thought of the Pokémon that underwent autopsies and the injuries on their bodies, but there was nothing she could do; they were law enforcers.

Officer Jenny went inside and then knocked on the iron railing.

"A ghost! Ahhh! A ghost!" Shinji screamed madly. He suddenly crawled out of bed, grabbed the railing, and roared loudly. His expression was panicked, and cold sweat dripped down his face. Even Officer Jenny was stunned when she saw this.

I quickly realized that now was not the time to talk about these things.

Although she disliked this guy, Officer Jenny couldn't let anything really happen to him, because they would all be held responsible if something did. With that in mind, Officer Jenny quickly contacted Miss Joy, but Shinji was already screaming and banging his head against the railing, knocking himself unconscious.

Shinji was awakened by a piercing siren.

His head felt heavy, as if it were filled with lead. His ears were ringing, and the world before him was blurry. He tried to recall how he got there, but his memories were like torn pieces of paper, scattered and unable to be pieced together into a complete picture.

I only remember the things I did, the Pokémon I killed, and...

"What happened last night?" Nobuya's eyes were filled with confusion. He couldn't remember, only that he seemed to have seen something last night...

But what is it?

Nobuya has no recollection of it at all.

"Damn it..." he cursed hoarsely, his throat as dry as if it had been burned by fire.

He looked around and found himself lying on a narrow hospital bed. The walls around him were stark white, and a dim yellow light hung from the ceiling, emitting a faint glow. He recognized the Central Hospital immediately; he had been there before.

The air here was always filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant, which he hated very much. That's why he didn't like coming to the hospital, but now he was here.

"Hospital?" he muttered to himself, trying to sit up, only to find his hands and feet firmly strapped to the bed.

Restraint belt?

Shinji was a little confused. Why was he being restrained by the straps? This didn't seem right.

"Is anyone here?" Shinji called out, his voice echoing in the empty ward, but he received no response.

This gave Shinji a strange sense of panic, as if something terrible was about to happen.

Just then, the door to the ward slowly opened with a creak.

Shinji's pupils suddenly contracted, his gaze fixed on the doorway, his heart pounding in his chest.

He had just remembered something.

The dimly lit cell, the terrifying woman, that female ghost—it was so scary, and it seemed like that was how she made her entrance.

The door opened, but there was no one outside, nor was there that terrifying female ghost.

"Who?!" Nobuya's voice trembled, as if his heart was being squeezed by something.

But there was no response from outside.

Only a faint sound came from the end of the corridor, the gurgling of bubbles...

Shinji's breathing became rapid, and his gaze was fixed on the direction of the corridor. He remembered that last night, it was this female ghost, this giggling female ghost.

The reason the other person made that sound is because their neck was broken and their trachea was punctured.

The sound grew closer, but he still couldn't see the female ghost.

Suddenly, a bone-chilling cold swept over him from behind. Shinji turned around sharply, only to find complete darkness.

“Who’s there?!” he screamed hysterically, his voice almost tearing his throat.

The fear of being tormented by the female ghost yesterday resurfaced once again.

Yesterday, he was taken to a special room and tortured by a vicious man in various ways for an entire night. He was tortured to the point that he lost his mind and wanted to die, but he couldn't.

This is probably what they call living a life worse than death, right?

That's what Shinji thought.

In the darkness, a pair of pale hands slowly reached out.

Shinji's pupils suddenly dilated. He struggled desperately, the restraints tightening so much that blood seeped from his skin, but he still couldn't move.

This made Nobuya even more desperate.

He could only watch in despair as those hands drew closer and closer, finally grabbing his wrists.

Cold touch.

Shinji's screams were particularly loud. At that moment, he desperately wanted to see Officer Jenny, or anyone else, or any living person.

But he couldn't see anything.

Shinji saw the female ghost crawl out of the darkness. Her eyes were filled with malice, her expression was distorted, and her body was also very twisted, making her look like an evil spirit.

The other person crawled over, and then slowly, slowly climbed onto him. The terrifying face got closer and closer to Shinya. Shinya gulped twice and then fainted.

When Shinji opened his eyes again, he found himself standing in a dimly lit corridor.

Shinji looked around blankly.

"What did I do wrong?! Who are you! Kill me, please!" Shinzai roared madly, screaming incessantly, as if only in this way could he vent the fear in his heart.

But all around was deathly silent. The lights on the walls flickered and emitted a buzzing sound, but there was no other sound.

There was no ghostly voice, no other sound; the corridor was eerily silent.

Nobuya's hands and feet were no longer bound, but his body felt as if all his strength had been drained. Nobuya sat wearily on the ground, leaning against the wall, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Where is this...?" he muttered to himself, his voice hoarse and unlike his own.

That shouldn't be the case. If he fainted in his cell, he should have been taken to the hospital for treatment—a human right guaranteed to him by Pokémon law. But why...?

Nobuya didn't know how long he had been lost in thought; all he knew was that he was thirsty and hungry.

Chapter 550 A Life Worse Than Death

There was still no movement here.

It was as if there was no one here, not even evil spirits, which made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Shinji turned his head and saw a glimmer of light at the end of the corridor, which gave him a glimmer of hope. He staggered up, leaning against the wall, and walked toward that light, each step feeling like he was walking on cotton, weak and powerless.

He was so hungry that hunger tormented him both physically and mentally.

When Nobuya reached the light, he found it was a door with a light inside. However, he didn't rush in but cautiously peeked through a small window in the door.

He had seen this door before.

The door to the ward just looked like this, so he's still in the hospital?

The ward was very familiar, with a hospital bed in the middle and a figure lying on it.

Shinji squinted to focus his vision, and then he saw the face of the figure on the bed.

It's him.

"This is impossible..." Shinji said in astonishment, and then tried to push open the door, but the moment he pushed the door open, the lights around him went out completely, and darkness instantly swallowed everything.

Shinji retreated in terror, only to bump into a cold body.

He whirled around and saw a distorted face, a face he had seen before—that terrifying face that had tormented him...

Shinya tried to roar, but no sound came out. He couldn't move his body. Shinya looked down and saw the Pokémon he had tortured to death clinging to his feet, preventing him from moving.

"Let me go, let me go! You bastards!" Shinji cried out in shock and anger. He tried to escape the demon, but his body wouldn't move. He could only watch in despair as the demon's eyes slowly looked down and saw him.

The face slowly approached him, making a gurgling sound. Blood splattered onto his face, and Shinji could smell the rusty smell of the blood, a suffocating odor.

Shinji felt all his joints being grabbed and twisted like a doll, the intense pain causing him to let out a painful roar.

"Ah!" Shinji roared, as if that would lessen his pain, but he couldn't; his neck had been twisted off.

When he broke her neck, Shinji suddenly felt relieved. He thought that once he was dead, he wouldn't have to be tormented by this female ghost anymore.

With that thought, Shinzai closed his eyes in relief, awaiting death.

But nothing happened.

Shinji opened his eyes in confusion and found himself standing on the edge of the hospital rooftop.

The night wind howled across his face, icy cold, but he felt no chill at all.

"Hehehe...hehe...hahahaha!" Shinji laughed maniacally.

What did he do wrong? Why did this happen?

"If you want me to die, then I'll just die." Shinji felt like he was going crazy.

He closed his eyes...

"What is this guy doing?" Officer Jenny looked at Shinya in the ward with a puzzled expression. Just now, he was screaming and roaring as if he had seen something. Now, he was standing on the hospital bed, then jumped down as if he was going to die, and then stood on the floor of the room.

"His...mental problems seem to have worsened; he's now experiencing severe visual hallucinations," Miss Joy concluded quickly, observing the scene.

Officer Jenny's face darkened upon hearing this. This guy's condition had worsened; was he perhaps trying to escape legal punishment through this method? After all, if he truly became completely mentally ill, then according to the League's current laws, the other party would not be held responsible.

“His problem is very serious. Look, it’s been like this since morning, and now it’s evening, and he’s still like this, tormented by hallucinations. He can’t even calm down normally and has to be given sedatives. Considering some substances secreted in his brain, I personally think that this guy has truly gone mad this time.” Miss Joey looked at Shinzai with a somewhat enigmatic look in her eyes.

It's hard to say whether this situation is good or bad.

After all, this guy's condition, being tormented in hallucinations for a lifetime, is actually like an alternative life sentence, which is much more severe than a normal punishment.

"So you mean, he's really gone insane now?" Officer Jenny asked, somewhat surprised. Joey nodded and looked at Shinji. The man was clutching his head and howling in pain, seemingly suffering immense agony. He was bending his joints on his own, something a normal person couldn't do. A person's self-preservation instinct would prevent such actions, but he was doing it anyway.

This is terrible.

Without waiting for a reply, Joey rushed in, injected a strong sedative, and then used restraints to finally calm Shinya down.

"He can't even eat normally anymore; he can only be kept alive by intravenous nutrition," Miss Joy said with a sigh. Officer Jenny fell silent upon hearing this; in this state, it truly was worse than death.

Nobuya's parents did not believe it and even suspected that Officer Jenny was abusing their son. However, after reviewing the surveillance footage, they found no evidence and could only accept the fact that their son had indeed become mentally ill.

No one else sympathized with Shinji's parents; instead, they jokingly said that Shinji was just getting his just desserts.

Teng Shu was unaware of these things. He used the Nightmare Talisman and returned to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

“Breakfast, breakfast…the breakfast on the cruise ship is not bad.” Teng Shu rubbed his chin. He looked at the photos Locke had taken and found it outrageous that the cruise ship was serving Wellington steak so early in the morning.

Wellington steak is easy to identify; it looks like beef wrapped in a ball of egg noodles. The taste is alright, and it's a fairly common way to cook beef. Of course, although it's common, it's still quite difficult to make it well.

"Do this?" Teng Shu was somewhat eager to try, but after thinking about it, he gave up the idea.

Eating Wellington steak so early in the morning is still too much, so after much thought, Teng Shu decided to become a hands-off dad.

This thing is also called Indian roti, but the specific way of making it is quite unique. This time, Tengshu made the version with condensed milk, which is a local specialty breakfast. Of course, not many people eat it early in the morning, but now Tengshu doesn't have many ingredients left, so this is the only thing he can make.

"It's about time to buy groceries. I still have a lot of tree fruits left." Teng Shu stroked his chin. He did have quite a few tree fruits, but they weren't suitable for cooking.

Chapter 551 Vladali

Strictly speaking, fruits can be used in cooking. For example, classic dishes like mango sticky rice and pineapple rice are quite common.

There are also some fruit stir-fried with meat, pineapple stir-fried with meat, and so on, which are also very good types.

However, berries in the Pokémon world are not so easy to cook, since their flavors are quite unique, making them unsuitable for cooking.

After making breakfast, Teng Shu returned to the luxury cruise ship, where the Carlos region could already be seen in the distance.