"Um... is it still possible for me to leave now?" Heath now also understood why none of his Pokémon were with him. After all, this was the Distortion World. If those little ones had come in too, there probably really would have been some trouble, perhaps even very serious trouble. After all, according to Chinese beliefs, the worlds of the living and the dead were not supposed to be connected.
So after discovering that his Pokémon were all gone, Heath actually felt relieved. As long as those little ones were safe, that was enough. Otherwise, Heath would not have known what to do. But thinking about it now, how he was going to get out was another problem. After all, he did not even know how he had gotten in.
"How would I know? Usually, the ones who come into this world are dead. Take me, for example. I was cooking pork intestines at home when I accidentally slipped, hit my head on the table, and ended up here." The woman shrugged. Heath froze for a moment. If she had said anything else, he might not really have had much of a reaction, but what she had just said sounded somewhat familiar. After all, Heath only knew two people in Pallet Town who liked eating pork intestines.
"May I ask... what is your relationship with Mr. Luodan?" Heath asked the woman before him. He remembered that Mr. Luodan also liked pork intestines, and that those pork intestines happened to be something his mother had made for him. That was why Mr. Luodan back then had been like a child longing to see his mother. What he missed was his mother's cooking, not anything else. Fortunately, Heath could see Mr. Luodan's requirements for food in his mind and had thus recreated