Chapter 98 Memory Fragments
"Well... do you have any delicious breakfast here?" Jun Shaqi hesitated for a moment, but still asked.
"Jianbing, and crispy beef noodles. As for steamed buns, we didn't make them today." Heath answered quickly. As a chef, he knew exactly what was in his restaurant.
"If there's nothing I like to eat, then I won't eat it. If you have anything to drink, I'll consider it." Jun Shaqi's eyes turned, and then she said with a smile.
Heath was stunned for a moment. Drink? Can ghosts drink water? Won't it flow out from some strange place on their bodies?
Heath thought that he might be able to open a ghost subject in the future, specifically introducing to everyone how ghosts live, what characteristics they have, and how they eat. This should be very interesting.
"Of course we have some. Here is the barley tea that I made yesterday, which has the effect of removing dampness. Please enjoy it." However, Heath could not accept letting the guests go back empty-handed, and Heath also wanted to see what Jun Shaqi would be given this time.
Jun Shaqi looked at the hot tea handed to her by Heath, her expression was obviously dazed for a moment, and then she spoke.
"Um, I forgot to bring it today..." Jun Shaqi waved her hand.
"It's okay, Sister Qian, you've worked hard, so just consider it my treat." Heath looked at Jun Shaqian with a smile. Jun Shaqian's expression became even more painful, but she still nodded with embarrassment, then waved her hand with the cup in her hand and left, so fast that Heath couldn't keep her even if he wanted to.
"Wow, what a speed." Heath smacked his lips. He also wanted to see how Jun Shaqi drank water, and then go downstairs to see if there was some barley tea for himself on the ground. That way, one of the ghost projects would be completed.
Heath waited patiently for a while before receiving the golden finger prompt.
[You entertained Junshaxi (ghost) and obtained a memory fragment]
Heath was stunned for a moment. Memory fragments? What kind of strange thing was this? If it was vitality fragments or something like that, Heath could still understand it, after all, it was something that existed in the Pokémon world, but Heath had never heard of memory fragments.
Heath reached into his trouser pocket and took out a small red piece. Heath held it in his hand curiously. How should he use this thing?
The next second, Heath accidentally crushed the memory fragment, and then Heath's eyes went black. When he regained his vision, he saw a dark room.
"What is this place?" Heath looked at the room in front of him in confusion. He had never been to this place before.
But then, Heath found that his body began to move on its own, and then a shout came from the dark room.
"Put your hands up and don't move! Put down the Poké Ball and stop resisting fearlessly!" The voice sounded familiar. Heath remembered that it should be Jun Shaqi's voice just now, but the voice now sounded even stranger.
However, when he thought that the sound of one's own voice and the sound of others' voices were two different things, Heath felt much calmer.
Heath now understood that the memory fragment should be referring to Jun Shaqi's memory fragment, but he just didn't know how to get rid of this memory.
"You trash, you think you can catch me? Dream on! Follow me and be buried here with those dead teammates!" A crazy figure appeared in front of him. The next second, a huge explosion sounded, mixed with a strong airflow, and Heath gritted his teeth in pain.
The last thing he saw was a pair of hands stretched out in vain to resist, and a flash of orange explosion, followed by a sharp pain in his body, and Heath found himself standing in the dining car again.
"Huh...what just happened?" Heath looked around blankly. He was still in the dining car, motionless. Zoroark was lying on the sofa in the lounge reading a novel, Charmander was exercising his muscles, with beads of sweat clearly visible on his body, and Farfetch'd was also exercising his arm strength. Everything seemed as if nothing had happened.
"Trainer, what's wrong with you?" Zoroark looked at Heath in confusion.
"It's okay..." Heath waved his hands. After waking up from the pain, Heath understood that the scene he had just seen should be Jun Shaqi's memory, the memory before death. He just didn't expect that this memory fragment would restore the pain as well.
Heath thinks that if Gold Finger has a bad review system, then Heath must give a bad review.
However, thinking of the exploding orange in his memory, Heath couldn't help feeling a little heavy. Although Heath knew that Jun Shasha must be dead the moment he saw that she was a ghost, he didn't expect the cause of death to be like this.
"Jun Shaqi? Let's go back to the dormitory and ask Sister Feng if there is a Miss Jun Shaqi with this name in the Kanto Alliance." Heath sighed. He didn't expect that the carefree Jun Shaqi actually had such a past.
Just as Heath was sighing, another group of Miss Junsha rode motorcycles and flashed past Heath quickly. Heath couldn't help but frown.
The public security in Changqing City is very good. Logically speaking, even if there really is an inspector coming for a secret investigation , there wouldn't be so many Miss Junshas dispatched. It looks like there is some emergency. What happened?
Heath looked outside the dining car. There was no fire or smoke, so there shouldn't have been an explosion somewhere.
" It's really lively today... Heath, give me a set of breakfast. Yesterday's salad tasted very good, give me more." Mr. Fujiyama wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked over with strange strength.
"Okay, Mr. Fujiyama, wait a moment." Heath nodded. Although he was curious, now was not the time to ask about the reason.
Mr. Fujiyama also looked muscular today, but what caught Heath's attention most were the Snorlax dehumidifier bags hanging on Mr. Fujiyama's body. They were full of water, which made Heath swallow his saliva. Mr. Fujiyama is indeed the humanoid monster of Evergreen City.
Those who can communicate affectionately with someone with strange strength, and then use the collision of muscles to discern the other person's intentions, are not normal people.
But if you think about it this way, Heath feels that Xiaozhi is probably also a hidden superman. After all, Xiaozhi has performed too many outrageous operations in the animation.
"Mr. Fujiyama, do you know why so many Miss Junsha passed by on motorcycles today?" Heath put the prepared pancakes in a bag and asked in confusion.
