Give Blessings to Pokémon

Chapter 112 Extra.

In the evening, I took the subway alone and returned to my cabin.

My house is very simple.

A big box to store clothes.

A clothes hanger is also used to store clothes.

A small refrigerator for daily use.

A computer desk for office use.

A double bed.

I live alone, but I insisted on buying a double bed. Even I don’t understand why. Maybe it’s because it’s comfortable to sleep on?

Lying in bed every day is one of the few times I have to relax.

Everyone in this era is very busy, so busy that they have no time to reminisce about old times and drink. They are so busy that only one person is left staring at the ceiling in a daze.

I got up again and charged my phone, even though I wished it was out of battery.

In the past, the vibration of my cell phone would tickle my young and budding heart; now, with its vibration, I can only hear the leader's instructions.

I don't understand what's wrong with me?

Am I sick?

I went to the hospital and found nothing wrong except for a bit of "irregular heartbeat", "gallstones" and "low blood pressure".

Maybe it's not that I'm sick, but that I've lost something important.

But there were too many things lost, and there was no way to get them back.

I didn't think about that, closed my eyes and fell asleep.

"Where is this?"

I looked around blankly, and something stirred in my arms.

It was a fluffy, cute chinchilla like a doll.

Hmm? I seem to have seen it somewhere.

"Where is this place?"

I looked around blankly, and something was twisting near my feet.

It was a swarthy, silly black puppy.

Hmm? I think I’ve seen it before.

"Where is this place?"

I looked around blankly, and something made a noise above my head.

In front of him is a yellow, lightning-shaped plush tail.

Hmm, it seems a bit familiar.

"here."

I looked in front of me blankly, and there was a tombstone.

It seems like someone is sleeping next to the grave?

Won't he/she be afraid?

I chipped in some.

That is a woman? She has short blue hair, a white dress, and a red object on her chest.

With a smile, she hugged the tombstone and fell asleep, as if she would never wake up again.

I was suddenly frightened.

The tombstone is engraved with Chinese characters - legendary trainer Qingyun.

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First of all, I would like to apologize to those old book friends who have not given up on this book.

Bow! Bow! Bow!

When I first wrote this book, I had no idea what it was going to be like. Why did it change later?

I read this book again myself.

Indeed, what the author writes later is a bit lighter.

My guess is that the author was greedy for profit and always cared about results, and ended up feeling discouraged.

That’s right, it’s originally a humorous style, used to tell sad or happy stories to experience the world of Pokémon.

As a result, the author himself was depressed all day long. How could he be happy?

Right, right!

I hope the author can learn from this and complete this book.

Although this book has many flaws, I have been working hard.

I started writing with the mentality of "What would life be like if there were Pokémon around us?"

So those who say that my word count is not good enough.

I can understand that too.

Isn't life like this? Boring, but true.

I was influenced by these words at the beginning, so I always wanted to speed up the pace. Many things I wanted to express were not expressed.

Not anymore.

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Finally, the book was restored and updated.

But it doesn’t guarantee stability~

I no longer want to sit in front of the computer mechanically just to deal with something.

The book on another platform is also ready to be completed quickly.

I don’t plan to sign a contract for this book either.

I used to always think about signing, but now I feel tired.

Okay, okay, after saying so much, I feel pretentious.

The last last.

"Please take this Pokmon Ball and become a Pokmon Master!!!"

(End of chapter)