"Mr. Songshan happened to see my request information?"
Matsuyama nodded with a smile, took out an immutable stone from his arms, and handed it to Luther: "I happened to have it. I had been wearing it before, but then I encountered some dangers. In order to save me, he threw away the immutable stone.
Stone Evolution, there is no need."
"What do you want?" Luther asked after hesitating without taking the Immortal Stone directly.
"Just trade in your travel experience."
Luther was stunned. He didn't expect that Matsuyama would propose such an exchange condition. It was simply a free gift.
"It is of no use to me in itself, and I am not a person who is short of money. I heard Kalunai tell you about you, and I believe that when I give you the Immortal Stone, you should be able to weigh the feelings of the elf before using it."
"Don't think that travel experience cannot buy this immutable stone. You know why I have conquered it and..."
Soli Pai, Meng Meng Eclipse, and Super Miaomiao appeared in front of Luther.
The moment Miao Miao saw Super Miao Meow, he said "Wow" and floated over, curiously observing Super Miao Meow.
As a breeder, Mai couldn't help but walked over, touched Suoli, rubbed Mengmeng Eclipse, and teased Super Miaomiao with Miaomiao.
These four elves had one thing in common, they were all superpowers, but Luther still couldn't find a suitable answer and looked at Matsuyama with doubtful eyes.
Matsuyama touched the Squid King and said melancholy: "Mai said I was a famous music producer, but actually that is already the past tense."
Mai was stunned for a moment and said excitedly: "No, your music is really great, not inferior to the newcomers at all."
Listening to Mai's praise, Matsuyama did not smile. Instead, he looked at Luther: "As a trainer, do you think there is more room for improvement for the elderly or for the young?"
Luther seemed to have caught something and suddenly realized it.
Seeing Luther's expression, Matsuyama knew that Luther had understood what he meant.
"Inspiration, in many cases, can only emerge from those who are still growing, but like me... it has been exhausted."
"Imagination is exhausted, and thinking is restricted by rules and regulations. I no longer have the wild ideas I had before, and it is difficult to capture the points worth describing about things."
"For a creator, I have lost...even died."
Luther looked at the four elves in Songshan with a bitter expression.
"Are you using different ways to hypnotize yourself?"
Matsuyama laughed dumbly: "You won't believe it, but in dreams and hallucinations, I seem to have returned to my youth. I can see countless inspirations, countless things worth writing about and singing about, and then return to reality.
, but I can’t do anything.”
"I have been using this method for four years. Now I feel that I am very tired. Even my dreams are boring and boring. My hallucinations are recurring scenes. This method... soon stopped working."
"And what is created in this way is not so much a wild and bold imagination as it is a carnival that is divorced from reality and has no foundation."
"So I want to go back to the origin and find the feeling of traveling around and looking for materials. I talked with Karuna and he recommended you to me. In fact, I just want to meet you when I come to Sinnoh this time.
.”
The old man's eyes were full of hope, and Luther could see that he was eager to find the blood and creative enthusiasm from here, so that the exhausted inspiration could be nourished and revived by living water again.
There is no reason to refuse, whether it is the immutable stone or the old man's insistence.
Luther leaned next to Mr. Matsuyama and began to talk about his own experience.
After coming out of the nursing home, I took Larulus and Lulili to meet the dream monsters, Heiluga and the others, met Sirona, and met Karuna for the first time.
Under the warm sunshine of EMI City, a group of studious trainee trainers were waiting intently for the scene where they would speak.
The sky was full of flying feathers that night in Luoyu Town, and the figure of the toucan and the eagle as they bid farewell to themselves.
When he took out the knitted fan, Matsuyama took it with trembling hands.
Luther didn't know what he was thinking, but looking at his twitching lips, it was easy to understand that Matsuyama was in shock. He even hugged Ju Caoye who was playing next to him and excitedly said unknown words to Ju Caoye.
.
Those words that could not be connected into sentences and were incomprehensible seemed to be fragments. After Matsuyama finished speaking, he sat back on the sofa and quickly wrote down what he thought of in a small notebook with trembling hands, fearing that he would miss any fragment.
Luther kept saying it, and Songshan kept remembering it.
By the time Luther's mouth was dry from talking, Matsuyama's notebook was filled to the brim.
Except for the unpleasant experience with the mob, Luther almost recalled everything he encountered since he came to this world.
There is joy, there is sadness, but more of them are touching and looking forward to tomorrow.
Speaking of their acquaintance with Zhuo Zimian, Zhuo Zimian snorted, as if to say that if Luther didn't want to take him away so much, he wouldn't leave.
The dream demon rubbed his head against Luther, wishing he could stay close to him.
Heiluga yawned and swept Luther's hand with his tail, expressing his presence.
Ju Caoye suddenly recalled that delicious cup of sweet cherry juice, and she planned to have another cup tonight.
Miaomiao thought of every night when Luther held her to sleep.
As for the fairy milk, for some reason, all she could think of was Luther's smiling face when he licked her.
Due to confidentiality reasons, Luther did not mention Darkrai, but Darkrai himself also recalled why he teamed up with Luther and even now became Luther's elf.
After finishing speaking, neither Luther nor Mai disturbed Matsuyama's meditation.
Matsuyama clutched the notebook full of writing, with a ferocious expression on his face, as if he was fighting something.
The spirit of Matsuyama knew that now was the important moment for Matsuyama to put the fragments in his mind together into pieces of melody, and remained motionless.
If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't block the speakers from the music festival outside, they would probably go out and dismantle the thing that was making the noise.
The sunlight outside the window gradually slanted westward, and the orange-red sunset shone into the house.
When that touch of orange sprinkled on Matsuyama's face, Matsuyama stood up holding the small book and laughed loudly.
Smiling and laughing, he actually cried while holding the notebook.
Luther and Mai watched all this quietly.
After calming down, Matsuyama hugged Luther: "Thank you, although there are still some pieces that cannot be put together, but this is what I want."
"Has anyone ever told you that your travel experience is really wonderful?" Matsuyama looked at the book in his hand and trembled with excitement.
Luther also knew that Songshan had definitely realized something. He didn't ask, thought for a moment, and said.
"There is a contestant in this Lily of the Valley Conference from Zhenxin Town named Xiaozhi. His travel experience is also very exciting. If the old man needs more, you can go to him."
Matsuyama quickly picked up his notes and looked at Luther gratefully: "I will definitely go find out more about it."
After saying that, Matsuyama saw the immutable stone on the table and was stunned for a moment: "An immutable stone is not enough as a reward. Is there anything else you want?"
Luther was about to say no, the Immortal Stone is enough.