Pokemon: Spiritual Master

Chapter 19: Gastly, Gastly!

Chapter 19: Gastly, Gastly!"Ka-kah?"

Gastly was thoroughly enjoying the show on Johan's phone when the sharp screech of a chair sliding across the floor interrupted it. Curiously, Gastly turned to look at Johan.

Is he still acting strange?

Seeing that Johan wasn't in any immediate danger, Gastly quickly refocused its attention back on the phone.

What Gastly didn't know was that Johan had just experienced something truly mind-boggling.

As a psychology scholar, Johan prided himself on his mental composure. But when he saw the word "Mewtwo" pop up in the chat window, he couldn't help but freeze for a moment.

Mewtwo.

There isn't a single Pokémon fan who doesn't know that name.

In his previous life, as Pokémon games developed and introduced regions like Kalos, Alola, Galar, and even Paldea, more and more powerful and terrifying legendary Pokémon emerged. While claiming Mewtwo to be the strongest Pokémon may be a bit presumptive, there's no denying that in the hearts of many die-hard Pokémon fans, Mewtwo occupies a special and crucial place.

Unquestionably, Johan was one of those fans. He knew Mewtwo's story well.

Mewtwo, the Psychic-type Legendary Pokémon, was artificially created by Team Rocket using Mew's genetic material. Mewtwo possesses immense power and destructive capabilities, yet it constantly grapples with its sense of purpose, wondering about the meaning of its existence because it was created, not born.

Encountering Mewtwo in a game would surely be an exciting experience for Johan. But meeting Mewtwo in the real world...

That's a completely different story.

With Mewtwo's abilities, wiping out a person, a Pokémon, or even an entire city would be a trivial task.

More importantly, Mewtwo's constant existential crisis makes it a difficult Pokémon to deal with.

Mewtwo is a Pokémon that is both confused and stubborn, grappling with its purpose, and when it gets trapped in its mental struggles, there's no stopping it.

In terms of psychological issues, if Mewtwo claims second place, there isn't another Pokémon in the world that could claim first.

Johan's thoughts quickly shifted to the earlier conversations he had with this user, "Who am I." Suddenly, everything started to make sense.

Wait a minute!

Johan's expression became even more peculiar.

Judging by Mewtwo's current state of mind, it was likely recently created.

Which means... it had just been manipulated by Giovanni and joined Team Rocket, becoming their tool for capturing wild Pokémon and looting resources.

So, when Mewtwo mentioned "that person" before, it must have been referring to Giovanni!

And Johan had suggested that Mewtwo and Giovanni try cooking together...

In Johan's mind, the image of Giovanni, the infamous Team Rocket leader, wearing an apron while cooking stirred up—an absurd, comical picture.

Cough, what a bizarre thought.

"Whoo—"

After taking a deep breath, Johan calmed down and sat back at the computer.

Staring at the chat window, Johan felt a slight headache coming on.

Sure, now he knew that the other person was Mewtwo and understood its symptoms, but figuring out how to "treat" Mewtwo was not something any Pokémon psychology expert could easily tackle.

But despite the daunting challenge, Johan couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

This kind of case was unique—there would never be another like it in the entire Pokémon world!

Johan placed his hands on the keyboard, his mind racing as he typed.

"So, who do you think you are?"

He didn't dwell on the name "Mewtwo," nor did he express surprise or pay it any attention.

As a Pokémon with immense power and a complex psyche, Mewtwo had always been in

Dozens of researchers in lab coats scurried about like ants in a hot pan, furiously working at computers and control panels. Most of them were in a state of panic.

"Damn it, what's happening?! Did we get hacked? The entire network is down!"

"Hacked? Are you kidding me? Do you think Team Rocket's 'Porygon Firewall' is a joke?"

"Porygon Firewall? Take a look at Porygon! It's passed out cold!"

"And what the hell does 'Gastly, Gastly!' even mean?!"

Every screen in the lab, from the massive monitors on the walls to the smallest displays, was covered in text repeating the words "Gastly, Gastly!"

The words were endless, filling every inch of the screen.

Gastly, Gastly!