I made Pokémon come

After hearing what was relayed by the mansion, the dream demon's eyes were filled with confusion.

Before this little attempt, it had anticipated many possible reactions from Jon, but it had never expected this to be the case.

The dream demon did not take it for granted that this would make Jon stay. It just hoped that Jon would not feel resentful when the time came and he had to stay.

Just like it answered Jon before...

Everything it does is for the mansion.

The Dream Demon didn't think there was anything wrong with this, because the mansion that saved it was everything to it.

So it doesn't mind doing anything.

But the words relayed by the mansion made the dream demon understand that no matter what it did, it would be useless.

why?

It was obvious that Iron-shell Kun had done nothing for Jon.

After hesitating for a long time, the Dream Demon decided to leave the room and meet Jon.

And Jon seemed to have anticipated its arrival. Not only did he not close the door after Gengar left, but he also sighed helplessly when he saw the Dream Demon.

"It's something that even Gengar can understand, why don't you, Dream Demon, understand?"

The Dream Demon inexplicably felt that this tone was very familiar, but before it could remember anything, it heard Jon's voice again.

“But I still like this kind of concern.”

"If I continue to do this, will you be able to truly accept the mansion?"

The subconscious questioning made Jon sigh softly, and at the same time made the dream demon couldn't help but apologize, but...

"Why are you exactly the same as Gengar in this matter?"

Jon said with a smile.

He remembered the funny look of Gengar wrapped in bandages at that time.

Then...

"not the right time yet."

not the right time yet?

The dream demon didn't understand, and what made it look dazed was...

"Dream demon, if I say that I came from the "past" to the "present", would you believe it?"

The Dream Demon couldn't answer this question.

Jon smiled at this.

"Then wait a little longer. I will stay."

After saying that, Jon took the little ones to the next room where the blurry photo existed.

There aren't many rooms like this left.

The dream demon opened his mouth, but could not say anything.

It cannot be understood.

Jon's answer just now should have been what it had dreamed of, but it found that it was not as happy as it had imagined after hearing it.

why?

Is it because Jon cares more about the photos than it does about this?

But isn't this what it wants?

The Dream Demon was confused, and Jon continued to do this for the rest of the time.

At the same time, people in the other world also noticed something unusual.

...

...

A few days later, the hospital.

"Congratulations, Ms. Chen Yurong. Your daughter's postoperative recovery has refreshed everyone's cognition."

After another routine check-up, Xiaoyu's mother finally heard the news she wanted to hear most.

However, just when she subconsciously thanked the doctor in front of her who was originally responsible for her daughter's condition, the other party smiled and waved his hand.

"To be honest, I really can't accept such thanks. We just performed the operation according to the pre-planned plan. I think you should understand why it went so smoothly."

The balding doctor shrugged.

"If we really want to thank someone, we should thank Xiaoyu's good friend. The power it used at that time was definitely what any doctor would dream of."

Such an answer made Xiaoyu's mother Chen Yurong stunned, and then a knowing smile appeared on her face.

Just as the doctor said, the person she should thank most is Xiaoxiannai.

It is precisely because of the presence of the fairy milk that Xiaoyu's body was able to recover so smoothly.

but...

Thinking of what she had seen in that live broadcast room recently, Chen Yurong's originally joyful mood began to fade again.

Back in the ward, she once again saw Xiaoyu holding the drawing board but unable to start writing.

"Xiaoyu, are you still worried?"

"Um..."

The little girl bit her lip and nodded.

"Big brother looks miserable."

As she spoke, tears as big as beans fell from the little girl's face onto the drawing paper.

This scene made Chen Yurong sigh.

She felt that it shouldn't be like this.

After becoming interested in the existence of Pokémon because of the fairy milk, she always felt that the young man would perform real fairy tales for everyone in front of the camera, and then restore Xiaoyu's former vitality.

But the appearance of the Western-style mansion made people realize that this was not entirely the case.

If we can just make the photos reappear in those frames, can we help the dream demon find his family?

Chen Yurong didn't think it was that simple.

Those unfortunate children have passed away. It is their obsession of wanting a family that allows the mansion to exist, but...

Compared to the names on the list, the number of rooms in the mansion is far too small.

Coupled with the honey jars that appeared in front of the dilapidated houses in the earlier live broadcast, it makes people suspect that this matter is not as simple as Jon said.

There is a high probability that there are more empty photo frames in the mansion!

Chen Yurong has seen a lot of speculation like this in recent times, and every time Jon does a routine live broadcast, someone tries to remind him, but such reminders are ignored.

This situation seemed to tell people that the young man had actually guessed it a long time ago, but for some reason he avoided talking about it.

Chen Yurong was not stupid. She knew very well that if those theoretically existing photo frames could be restored to normal, Jon would definitely not pretend not to see the problem.

That is to say...

Even Jon himself wasn't sure if he could succeed!

Thinking of this, Chen Yurong felt a little distressed.

But these words cannot be told to Xiaoyu.

All she could do was wipe the tears from her daughter's face and comfort her.

"But hasn't Xiaoyu been busy helping big brother? Hasn't he memorized many of his friends' names?"

"But..." Xiaoyu raised the blank drawing board in her hand and said disappointedly, "I don't know what they look like, and the elder brother is not getting better."

The little girl felt that she could not help at all, but...

"But Xiaoyu's big brother has always been very confident, hasn't he?"

"But...what is confidence?"

"Confidence is what made Xiaoyu's big brother so easy to help Xiaoxiannai find Xiaoyu's appearance at that time."

Chen Yurong didn't think she was deceiving her daughter.

Because the confidence on the other party's face during this period was not false, all they could do was believe Jon.

Wenrou held her daughter in her arms and Chen Yurong comforted her:

"So don't worry, Xiaoyu's big brother will be able to solve all problems easily."

"Will Big Brother become healthy then?"

"Will do."

"Will the Dream Demon also find his family?"

"Of course it will. Maybe the little fish will be able to see it tomorrow."

Chen Yurong thought that since the photos had already appeared in the photo frames in the rooms of the mansion, they would soon know the answer.

She chose to believe the young man because he brought miracles to Xiaoyu.

The firm tone reassured the little girl.

Chapter 68: Promise to Superman: We Will Meet Again

"Are you here to pick me up?"

The voice was still so calm that it made people feel distressed. However, this time, Jon did not take the other person away directly like before. Instead, he said to the little boy in front of him apologetically, "Can you wait for me for a while?"

"Are you here to pick me up?"

Obviously, the little boy who was also sitting on the ground with his legs crossed in front of him didn't understand the meaning of this sentence and mechanically repeated what he had just said.

Jon didn't care, but turned around to look at the little dream demon who seemed to have realized something and didn't come closer.

He waved at the dream demon, and then...

The dream demon pretended that he saw nothing and even floated back for a distance.

Such a reaction made Jon laugh, and he could only walk up to the little guy and hold him in his arms and rub him.

"Hasn't it been agreed upon?"

"Dream..."

The dream demon, who always responded "fiercely" when touched in the past, had no such intention this time, and instead looked at Jon pitifully.

If possible, the dream demon wanted to exchange Jon's stay with it on the condition that it would never resist again, but unfortunately Jon did not understand the "deal" from its eyes.

Then the dream demon found himself being lifted by Jon in front of the little boy who was to be picked up this time and for the last time.

"My name is Jon, and this cute little guy is called Dream Monster."

The little boy looked at the dream demon that was held in front of him like a doll with lifeless eyes and asked, "Are you here to pick me up?"

"I met the dream demon in a forest. At that time, the little guy was being chased and bitten by a big black dog named Houndoom."

"Dream..."

The dream demon was no longer in the mood to refute this matter. It couldn't help but think...

If it had not been tricked into looking for the big black dog at that time, would it not be so sad now?

But...

Looking up at Jon blankly, the dream demon found that it seemed to be the one who was insisting on following him, even though Jon had only asked it for a fruit that could be found everywhere in the forest.

As expected, it is a fool who will never be liked, so it was deceived. Even Jon who saved it doesn't want to stay with it.

Thinking of this, the dream demon lowered his head in disappointment.

However, just when the dream demon's beautiful red eyes began to lose their color, a voice with a strong smile coming from above its head startled it again.

"For me, my encounter with the Dream Demon is something I need to remember for the rest of my life."