Chapter 482: Farewell and Gifts
"Boss Heath, you don't seem to be in a very good mood today?" Miss Liannai asked curiously while looking at Heath in front of her. Heath smiled and shook his head.
"It's nothing, I just feel that parting in this world is really sad." Heath smiled, then handed the chicken soup with rice and a bowl of beef tendon balls in his hand to Miss Lian Nai. Miss Lian Nai came very early today. Not long after Sister Feng and the others left, Miss Lian Nai came. It was the same as usual, a bowl of chicken soup with rice, but on Heath's recommendation, she also bought a bowl of beef tendon balls.
Miss Lian Nai nodded. This kind of thing is indeed sad. Everyone will experience such a thing. However, separation between friends is still okay. If it is a separation of life and death, then they may never see each other again in their lifetime.
"Boss Heath, you know I'm an archaeologist, right?" Miss Lian Nai took a bite of the beef tendon ball and it tasted very good. But looking at the sweet and spicy dipping sauce made by Heath, Miss Lian Nai picked up another beef ball and put it in her mouth and chewed it. It tasted good too.
"Yeah." Heath nodded. He learned from Sirona that Miss Lianna was an archaeologist, and was said to be a very famous archaeologist. However, Heath didn't quite understand why Miss Lianna would bring up this issue now.
"Actually, sometimes when I was doing archaeological work, I was thinking, if people's lives in the past were recorded in these ways, then how would our lives be recorded? Will people in the future do archaeological work up to our time? When I was excavating an ancient relic before , I saw a mural that recorded a scene of a peculiarly shaped Pokémon and its child leaving." Miss Lianai's eyes were a little vague, as if she was lost in memories. Heath listened patiently, with no intention of interrupting.
"At that time, I was wondering why the picture of a Pokémon should be recorded. Later, I found out that it seemed to be the king of that time, a very powerful Pokémon." Hearing this, Heath was stunned for a moment. He remembered some settings in the Xicui region. There was indeed a king, and the king was a very strong Pokémon leader, similar to the type of overlord Pokémon, but actually thinking about it now, it is still quite unique.
Arceus sent a modern human to the Washi region at that time, so that the Pokémon and humans in that area avoided a threat. But if Arceus did not send the protagonist there, what would happen? Would a tragic conflict break out between the affected kings and humans? Would the history of the Washi region change?
This is a terrifying question that cannot be thought about carefully. The protagonist controlled by the player becomes the savior of the Xicui region, helping the king to restore peace and save the chaotic era. But if the protagonist does not exist, how will history happen? And what happened in the world where Heath is now, in that distant Xicui region? Is there really a person who was sent to the Xicui region and saved that world?
"…Pokemon will also experience separation and death, just like our families will eventually leave us, leaving us alone in this world. Every time I thought about this problem in the past , I would feel tears flowing uncontrollably, but now, I feel that the most important thing is to accompany my family and spend more time with them, so that when that moment comes, I will have fewer regrets in my heart and be able to live bravely without regrets." Miss Liannai finished speaking, and Heath also listened. Heath certainly understood what Miss Liannai meant.
"Actually, I'm fine. I've thought about these questions. According to Professor Oak, only when people realize that they will eventually die and their consciousness will eventually dissipate, can they truly come into contact with the reality of this world." Heath shrugged with a smile. Heath was quite happy at the beginning, but later Heath began to think about where humans will go after death and what will happen to their consciousness. Every time Heath thought of this, he felt a strong fear. This is probably the fear that no one can escape.
Fear of death.
Miss Liannai burst out laughing. Since Heath had already thought about these problems, it was probably just the sadness of parting. It was not worth worrying about, as sadness would always heal after a period of time.
"Boss Heath, I'm going to take a plane after dinner today." Miss Lian Nai smiled. After hearing this, Heath hurriedly wished Miss Lian Nai a safe journey. You can't just say "have a safe journey" casually, after all, it sounds like a curse on others.
"Hey, hey, hey, I've already said this, and you still don't understand." Miss Lianna looked at Heath helplessly. Heath looked confused. Miss Lianna was going back to Shenao, so what did it have to do with him?
"Do you have any gift for Shirona?" Miss Lianna looked at Heath helplessly. It was rare for Shirona to introduce a friend to her, and Miss Lianna still remembered how bright the smile on Shirona's face was when she was talking. This made Lianna a little gossipy. She was very curious about what kind of person Heath was, and how he could get Shirona to give him a gift, and it seemed to be a carefully selected gift.
As a result, when they met for the first time, Miss Lianna saw enthusiasm on Heath's face. When Heath mentioned Sirona, his expression became gentle, which made Miss Lianna feel as if she had suddenly realized something.
Could it be that these two people...
But now seeing that Heath, this blockhead, didn't understand , Miss Lianna also had a headache. Shirona was a girl with a very delicate mind, and she didn't expect to meet such a blockhead.
"Eh? Gift...a gift?" Heath was stunned for a few seconds before he realized with shock what Miss Lianna had said. But then Heath became conflicted. If he wanted to give Shirona a gift, Heath naturally had no objection, but the question was what to give. This was a problem.
There were a lot of things in Heath's dining car, but most of them were ingredients. It was impossible to make a bowl of beef noodles and beef tendon balls and send them over, right? By then, they would be cold, and the taste would be much worse. And if they were not afraid of the cold and had some special meaning...
Heath inexplicably thought of a magical prop he had obtained before, the thing called the animation hammer. Heath has never used it but now it seems it is time to use it.
"Please wait a moment!" Heath ran into his lounge.
