My old friend, the Wishing Tree of Xiaohe Manor, you're just as withered as before...
The granary is full; the waterwheel is repaired. I thought ... you were willing to protect us once again...
I thought you'd continue to bless us with good weather and abundance, and to shield us against disease and disasters.
All this while I've been carrying everything. I've done all that I could. But I'm nothing like you...
Can you hear us? Will you still heed our calls...?
That's what actually happened...
Still thinking about the Sub-PAC? Look, my brush is far more capable here, but even it couldn't get them back on track.
Maybe, to the villagers of Xiaohe Manor, the tree is their "PAC".
A "PAC" that supplied them with equipment, food, and solutions for almost any problem.
This "PAC" then became an icon of their hopes and dreams. But once it stopped working, hope easily gave way to despair.
But reality is never that way... I have a question for you.
In your painted world, did the Wishing Tree serve any special function?
At least, back when it was planted, it was just an ordinary tree.
If it's special at all, it's likely due to its connection to you. But you probably don't remember any of that.
I thought we were back to the old days ... and you'd keep us together as one tight community.
Hey. Stop spacing out.
So Xiaohe Manor is facing a crisis of faith linked to that tree... I know what to do now.