"Well, look who's here! Take a seat wherever you like, Miss Cynthia." The voice was enthusiastic, but Heath's expression turned strange. If he hadn't heard that last "Miss Cynthia," he would have wondered whether he'd come to the wrong place. It brought back some rather unpleasant memories. That game had once been Heath's favorite card game, but events had later proved that, in the game company's eyes, the effort players poured into it was nothing more than worthless scrap paper. From that day on, Heath had given up on the company that had once been hailed as a god.
Although Heath had transmigrated afterward and didn't know how the story had continued, he felt that even if that company came back to him, he probably wouldn't choose it again. After all, a single statement from them had rendered all his hard work utterly pointless. He couldn't put his trust in that company again. He would rather they died with a little dignity. If they still wanted to come back and make money off people like him, that really would be rather shameless.
Heath shook his head and stopped thinking about that disappointing company, focusing instead on the Gengar before him. This Gengar really was quite unique.
"Hello, Gengar." Cynthia smiled at the enormous Gengar before her. There was no telling how much bigger he was than an ordinary Gengar; standing in front of Cynthia, he was about the size of an average adult human. Heath couldn't help rubbing his eyes at the sight, either. He even wondered whether he was seeing things. Why was there such an enormous Pokémon?
Although most Gengar could stretch their bodies to lengths others could hardly imagine, this one was exaggeratedly large. Heath found it hard even to imagine why this Gengar would be so