I opened a restaurant in the Pokémon world.

“But what I’m more curious about is what kind of breakfast Mr. Heath is planning to make today.” Daigo sat down with a smile, supporting his father. Zivchi Mujin looked very happy, seemingly enjoying the moment with his son.

"Anyway, Heath's cooking is always delicious, I'm pretty sure about that." Cynthia glanced at the busy Heath, feeling a bit expectant. From the time she met Heath until now, every meal Heath made was incredibly delicious, the kind that made you want to keep eating, and it perfectly matched Cynthia's definition of good food. That's why Cynthia loved eating at Heath's place.

Heath stood in the kitchen, diligently preparing food for the guests. Cynthia's request was easy to handle. Although she didn't know why Cynthia suddenly wanted to eat meat sauce noodles today, Heath was very confident in making noodles. After all, she had made this dish quite a few times and could even modify the ingredients for Cynthia's meat sauce noodles according to her taste preferences.

Mr. Zivchi Hibiscus's request was relatively easy to handle, but the only troublesome one was Mr. Daigo. Mr. Daigo was planning to eat sandwiches today, probably because he saw Heath making sandwiches. However, Mr. Daigo's request for sandwiches today was rather strange. If Heath hadn't seen it, he would never have imagined that Mr. Daigo's request for food would be like this.

"I don't know if this will work." Heath looked at the ingredients in his hand. Heath took out a durian, a durian from the Pokémon world. However, the aroma and taste were not much different from the durian in his previous life. Heath bought it in case any guests wanted to eat durian, but he didn't expect it to actually come in handy today.

Mr. Daigo's requirement for sandwiches was a durian sandwich. When Heath saw it, he was completely stunned. Heath could accept a durian pizza, but a durian sandwich was really unexpected. Fortunately, there were still some improvements that could be made. Otherwise, Heath felt that he could just take the durian out and put it on the bread.

After Heath finished preparing breakfast for all the guests, she clapped her hands. It was time for Zoroark to come out and greet the guests, otherwise it wouldn't be right to keep bothering Nami.

"Good morning, everyone. Here is your breakfast." Soon, a girl with long silver-white hair, a beautiful face, delicate features, and a slender figure hopped out of Heath's lounge with a smile. She was wearing a black lace maid outfit and then smilingly carried plates to place each guest's breakfast on the corresponding table.

"Huh? Mr. Heath, have you hired any waitresses?" Cynthia was shocked. She hadn't seen this girl when she came yesterday, but today such a cute girl suddenly appeared in Heath's food truck.

Nami blinked. She swore that she was the waitress yesterday, talking until her throat was dry and her legs were weak from standing. She never expected that Heath would hire a waitress? Luckily, Heath had some conscience. Otherwise, Nami felt that if she had to work two more days, she would probably have died on the spot.

"Hello, I'm Betty, working for Mr. Heath. It's a pleasure to serve you~" Zoroark greeted Cynthia with a smile, then winked playfully at Heath. Heath's lips twitched. Goodness, she'd already thought of a name. But Betty did sound pretty good. As long as nothing serious happened, it wouldn't be a big problem.

Cynthia and the others quickly accepted that Heath had another waitress. However, it must be said that the girl named Betty, conjured by Zoroark, was indeed very cute and charming, especially her long silver-white hair and her pair of azure eyes. Heath suspected that this guy had conjured up the protagonist of some novel, since Zoroark certainly had that kind of power.

“Heath…this is really interesting.” Daigo looked at the durian sandwich in his hand, a hint of amusement in his eyes. He remembered that he had only told Heath that he wanted a sandwich, and Heath had brought him a durian sandwich. But no one had ever known that Daigo liked durian sandwiches. So how did Heath know?

And thinking back, it was the same before. Every dish Heath made was a perfect fit for Daigo's taste, leaving Daigo with absolutely nothing to criticize. Moreover, it wasn't just Daigo; he had asked his father, who also said that Heath's cooking suited his palate perfectly.

Daigo glanced at Heath, sensing that Heath harbored some secret, otherwise things wouldn't be like this.

Chapter 383 Fire Dinosaur Hot Dog

Heath shivered and touched his arm. The weather wasn't very cold today; it was even a bit warm. Even in the air-conditioned dining car, Heath could feel the temperature rise slightly. Heath didn't quite understand why he was shivering.

"Never mind, it's nothing serious. Let's use this time to prepare what needs to be prepared." Heath didn't pay much attention. Sometimes people might suddenly feel unwell for a while, but it would pass in a bit. However, if you searched your symptoms on Baidu at that time, you might be able to write your will and wait to die after searching on Baidu. Fortunately, there is no Baidu in this world.

There was no reward for entertaining Cynthia and the others today. Heath figured it was probably the same as yesterday, and he would only receive his reward after all the guests had left. However, he had to admit that yesterday's reward was quite good, as it helped Heath solve his basic security problems. Now Heath didn't have to worry about thieves or anything else getting into his lounge and kitchen. Although it might not be very useful against those powerful Pokémon, the reward was indeed quite good.

So Heath was very curious about what today's reward would be, but the thought of having to endure so many guests before receiving it made her feel a little weak. Although Heath thought it was a very happy thing to earn money and also gain some satisfaction, the problem was that it was really tiring. Heath's physical strength had not yet reached the point where she would not feel tired at all.

If only Heath could have a stamina potion, but upon closer inspection, Heath felt that an agility potion would be better. After all, it's impossible to have so many guests every day. Heath only gets this treatment now that he's at the Tech Expo. If he were back in Pallet Town, he would have more stamina than he could ever use.

"A happy problem, huh?" Heath stretched and glanced at his restaurant. Cynthia and the others were almost finished eating, but Daigo was acting strangely. He was drinking the lemonade that Zoroark had brought him and was curiously looking at Heath. Heath gave Daigo a friendly smile, and Daigo smiled and nodded back before looking away.

Daigo didn't really want to delve into Heath's secrets. In Daigo's opinion, everyone in this world probably has some kind of secret, just like his good friend Michael. Michael is a person with secrets, and Daigo knows that too, but Daigo never asks unless his friend is willing to tell him. In Daigo's opinion, it's a good thing that Heath can detect the tastes that customers like. At least Daigo can find a restaurant that can make the tastes he likes.

Cynthia and the others left quickly after finishing their meal, but Nami stayed behind. Hiss was quite grateful, because even with Zoroark, it was inevitable that Zoroark, a single Pokémon, would have some problems entertaining so many guests. So having Nami around could help relieve some of the pressure. Also, Hiss planned to cook two extra dishes today, so he might be quite busy entertaining the guests.

"Charmeleon, come out and help." Heath called out Charmeleon. Farfetch'd was too busy to even raise its wings to greet him. It was still busy chopping vegetables and various ingredients. Heath felt a bit like a ruthless capitalist who exploited his employees. However, Heath still considered himself a capitalist with a conscience, after all, he had paid Farfetch'd a high overtime allowance. But Farfetch'd wasn't interested in money. Heath calculated the days, and tomorrow was almost the day to pay the Pokémon's wages.

"This is it! The food here is absolutely delicious!" Before Hiss could even decide how much to pay the Pokémons, customers started pouring into his food truck. One after another, they filed in, enthusiastically discussing the food. Nami was stunned, feeling that her company had made a mistake. This event hadn't benefited Silph Company, but rather Hiss, since most of the people coming were there for Hiss's cooking.

Nami still smiled and went up to greet the guests warmly, explaining the high technology that the Silph Company had just developed. However, what frustrated her even more was that the guests mostly just grunted a couple of times and then ran to Hiss to line up and buy today's groceries with expectant looks. Hiss hadn't expected the guests to arrive so early, but luckily he had prepared some sandwiches in advance, so receiving the guests wasn't too difficult.

"Wow! Is that a Charizard?" A girl stared at the Charizard in shock, her small eyes filled with admiration and disbelief at its powerful muscles. The Charizard calmly looked at the girl. It knew that those who were diverted to its area needed to eat hot dogs, which was why they had come here. Heath leaned closer to the Charizard and whispered a few words. The Charizard nodded and turned to prepare the hot dog for the girl.

Charmeleon took out a long loaf of bread, then breathed out a ball of flame that enveloped the entire loaf. After roasting it for a short while, the flame went out. Then Charmeleon took out a hot dog, brought it to its mouth, and grilled it with the fierce flame. When it was almost done, it put the hot dog into the long loaf of bread and sprinkled on the corresponding sauce as Heath had requested. Charmeleon did it very seriously, and the girl opposite couldn't help but want to reach out and touch Charmeleon's full muscles.

After it was done, Charmeleon handed the hot dog to the girl in front of it and then continued to serve the next customer. However, looking at the large number of people in front of it, Charmeleon couldn't help but spit out a spark. Its trainer, Heath, didn't need its help in battle, but Charmeleon still wanted to do its best for its trainer, so even when grilling hot dogs, Charmeleon was doing it very seriously.

"Miss, what would you like to eat?" Heath asked with a smile, looking at the girl in front of him. The girl hesitated for a moment, then looked at Charmeleon and Snorlax next to her, and then at Heath before telling her what she wanted to eat.

"Hello, I'd like a Snorlax shaved ice and a Charmeleon hot dog," the girl said softly. Heath's lips twitched. Another customer speaking like that. Heath felt like he was being looked down upon.

Chapter 384 The Exhausted Fire Dinosaur

Heath stirred the fried rice in the pan, then glanced at his side. Charmeleon was so busy it was almost evolving into Arcanine. The line in front of Arcanine was much longer than the line in front of Heath. Heath had to frequently go over and remind Charmeleon what flavor of hot dogs to serve the guests, which was a bit of a headache for Heath. Meanwhile, the adorable Snorlax was also very popular, and its shaved ice was almost sold out. Heath sighed; his line had the fewest people.

"What's going on here... I wonder if Charmeleon and Snorlax's guests can be counted as mine." Heath handed the fried rice she had made to the man in front of her, and then watched as the man took his fried rice and lined up at the end of Snorlax's line. Goodness, eating hot food and then cold food, aren't you afraid of getting diarrhea?

It was already afternoon, but Heath noticed that most of the customers who came to eat today were queuing up for Charmeleon and Snorlax, with very few people queuing up for his own stall. This made Heath a little depressed, since he was supposed to be the head chef, but he didn't expect to be overshadowed by the hot dog and shaved ice vendor. However, thinking that they were all his Pokémon, Heath calmed down.

Hiss is currently struggling with whether the guests served by Snorlax and Charmeleon can be counted as his own. If not, Hiss feels the reward might be reduced. However, when Hiss asked about this, his unreliable system didn't respond at all. Hiss is helpless; his cheat system seems to be just a heartless task-issuing machine that has never proactively communicated with him. Hess can only wait patiently for the business to close with trepidation.

Soon, Heath closed for business because she had used up all the ingredients she had bought that day. The hot dog buns were all gone, and the shaved ice made by Snorlax had to be discontinued because there was no more jam and chopped fruit toppings. Heath smiled, took back the sign, and politely told the customers to come back tomorrow before finally seeing off her enthusiastic customers.

"I demand a raise! I'm so tired today!" Zoroark's voice rang in Hiss's head as soon as the store closed, while Nami sat slumped on the table, completely ignoring the plates still on it, and collapsed onto the table, utterly exhausted.

Charmander lay on the ground, feeling more exhausted than if it had been exercising. It was exhausted both mentally and physically. Charmander had to keep track of the guests' preferences and control the heat, and now it felt like it couldn't even produce a spark.

Snorlax climbed straight into the rest room and then remained silent. However, Little Red came out on its own and wrapped its tail around its ears. Heath almost laughed; it seemed that Snorlax had fallen asleep.

"I'll give you half a month's salary tomorrow," Hiss replied in his mind. Miss Nami probably still didn't know that Zoroark possessed the ability to communicate telepathically. Hiss didn't want to expose some of her little secrets about herself and Pokémon in front of outsiders. Upon hearing Hiss's words, Zoroark instantly became happy. The girl named Betty that she had transformed into also smiled and continued to clean up the dishes after the meal.

"Heath, your business here... is really booming. I'm starting to wonder if it was the right decision for the company to invite you to this technology expo." Miss Nami said weakly. Heath almost laughed. How could it be his fault? A food truck is meant to serve guests. Besides, Heath originally came here partly for the free renovations and partly to be able to host these guests attending the technology expo.

“Of course it’s worth it. Look, this is practically a giant advertisement. So many people can squeeze in, and there’s no space collapse incident, which proves its safety. Besides, guests attending the technology expo might stay at different booths for different amounts of time, but most of them have spent a long time in my food truck.” Heath said with a smile. The more of this, the better. In just two days, the satisfaction level Heath needed to collect had increased by a quarter, which made Heath extremely happy. If a few more days passed, Heath felt that he could probably get the Senior Chef’s Eye sooner.

Miss Nami was stunned for a moment. She felt that what Heath said made some sense, after all, the number of visitors in the past two days had indeed been very high. However, when she thought of the spatial collapse issue that Heath mentioned, Miss Nami couldn't help but think of some things, which made her face turn pale instantly.

"Miss Nami, what's wrong? Have you caught a cold?" Heath noticed that Nami's complexion was not quite right, so he asked her with concern. Nami gave a stiff smile, an awkward one.

"It's nothing, it's nothing... I just remembered the experiment I did with expanding the restaurant from a food truck..." Nami said stiffly.

"...Are you sure there's no safety issue here?" Heath paused for a moment, then couldn't help but ask suspiciously. After all, it concerned their lives and fortunes, and no amount of caution was too much. Heath didn't want his guests to be eating when they were suddenly transported to outer space or even dropped into some strange place.

Nami's eyes darted around, and her fingers unconsciously tapped her cheek. Heath's eyes narrowed. When Heath had received Karenia, he had looked at Karenia's books. Heath had noticed that when someone lies, they usually have some subconscious little movements, such as picking their nose or shifting their gaze. Unless someone has undergone special training or has a strong mental fortitude, most people will have some small movements when they lie in front of others.

"Are you sure the space won't collapse?" Heath asked again to confirm.

"Haha, of course not~ Your product is our company's flagship product, how could there be a problem! Really." After saying this, Miss Nami forced herself to stand up, quickly said goodbye to Heath, and then left.

Heath was stunned. Just a moment ago, he looked like he was about to die of exhaustion, but he didn't expect him to leave so cleanly and efficiently.

"Forget it, it's a cheat code anyway, there's absolutely no way it could go wrong." Heath shook his head, but why hasn't today's reward been given yet?

Chapter 385 She

Just as Heath was still a little confused, she saw a girl peeking out from the doorway. Heath glanced at her and saw it was Cynthia. Heath was taken aback. Could it be that the summary and reward from yesterday hadn't been given because the guests for today hadn't been served yet?

Heath felt this was quite likely, since she had given this summary reward yesterday when she hadn't served any guests. But now that Cynthia was here, it meant that Heath's reception work wasn't over yet. In order to prepare for her last day of reception work tomorrow, Heath planned to go to the market to buy some more ingredients later, otherwise she would be even more tired tomorrow. It was also a bit of a pity to close so early today, since there were so many guests at Heath's place just now.

"Miss Cynthia?" Heath asked, looking at Cynthia. Zoroark had already reverted to its original form and gone to sleep in the lounge with the listless Charizard. Only Red stayed by Heath's side, flicking its paws and staring at Heath thoughtfully, but Heath didn't notice.

"Good afternoon, Heath. Do you have anything to eat here?" Cynthia walked in with a smile. Today, Cynthia was wearing a starry night dress. The black and blue base color, adorned with shimmering spots, made Cynthia's skin look even whiter. Her smooth shoulders, swan-like neck, large eyes, pale gold pupils, and long golden hair that naturally fell down her back gave her a unique charm.

Heath was stunned for a moment, and when Cynthia saw Heath's stunned expression, the smile in her eyes became even more obvious. She walked over with cheerful steps, stood in front of Heath, approached him with her hands behind her back, tilted her head and blinked.

"You were just smitten, weren't you?" Cynthia asked with a smile. Heath blushed slightly and leaned back, distancing herself from Cynthia's overly close approach, before coughing awkwardly.

"No, it's just that Miss Cynthia's outfit today seems a bit odd." Heath touched his nose and said calmly. When Cynthia leaned closer, Heath even smelled a faint floral fragrance. Although it was very faint, it smelled wonderful, like the scent of jasmine, which was intoxicating.

It looks like perfume, but Heath doesn't know much about perfume. Because of the existence of Pokémon in this world, there are many kinds of perfumes. Many of these perfumes would probably have sold for an incredibly high price in his previous life.

"Hehe, is there anything else to eat?" Cynthia asked again. This time, Heath was much calmer. He looked at his refrigerator and food cabinet, then frowned. There was rice, but very few other ingredients—only corn and carrots. Nothing else. If he did this…

Heath paused for a moment, then realized there were still a few eggs.

That would make fried rice with eggs, and with corn kernels, it would be ready to eat. However, Heath didn't know if it would suit Cynthia's taste, since from what Heath saw, Cynthia's requirement for food included meat.

"Yes, I can make you some fried rice, or you can just wait for me to go to the market to buy some ingredients and then I'll make it for you?" Heath stroked his chin. These ingredients weren't bad for making fried rice, and egg and corn fried rice was also edible. Heath could guarantee that he could make this fried rice taste great, but he still needed to ask for the customer's opinion.

"Then let's go to the market. I want to eat some small meat skewers, and I want to eat the barbecue you make." Cynthia sat down on the chair, her long skirt trailing on the ground. Heath nodded. So she wanted to eat barbecue after all. That made sense. But just as Heath was about to drive off, she paused. Cynthia was still in the car. Was she going to take Cynthia with her?

Cynthia, sitting in the chair, noticed Heath's gaze. She winked playfully at Heath, then rested her chin on her hands and looked at him. This gesture made Cynthia's face look even smaller and cuter.

Seeing Cynthia's smiling eyes, Heath's lips twitched, he sighed, and then started his food truck, heading towards the market. Heath planned to buy some ingredients there and also get Cynthia what she wanted to eat.

"Miss Cynthia, are you going to a party?" Heath looked at Cynthia's outfit. He thought that Cynthia would look very good if she didn't wear that signature outfit. That outfit made Cynthia look a little older, but it also had a mature charm. It just goes to show that girls can really be ever-changing.

"Yeah, it's super boring. A bunch of old men and women are chatting over there. I feel like I'm suffocating." Cynthia said weakly, her hands slumped on the table. Heath couldn't help but chuckle. It seemed that it wasn't just him who was tired today; the champions had it tough too.

Cynthia felt a little regretful about becoming the champion. Although becoming the champion meant that her strength was at the top of the Sinnoh League, there were just too many things to deal with. Every day there were all sorts of things for her to handle, such as various documents, the arrangements and assessments for gym leaders, and the work of cleaning up the dark organizations. Of all these things, Cynthia thought that cleaning up the dark organizations was a good job, after all, those guys' tactics sometimes gave Cynthia a refreshing feeling.

However, although the tactics were interesting, they were ultimately useless because the opponent's strength was inferior. Nevertheless, they did manage to broaden Cynthia's horizons.

"That's just how socializing is," Heath said calmly. In the past, the happiest time during Chinese New Year was when giving out red envelopes. Eating the New Year's Eve dinner was a bit of a struggle because all sorts of strange questions would come up to him, which annoyed him to no end. But now, he actually misses the scene that he would never miss before.

Since Heath's grandfather passed away, the family has never been together like this again. Those people who used to call him uncle and aunt now seem like strangers. No wonder many people say that as cities grow bigger and the economy develops, human relationships have faded.

Heath stopped the food cart; they had arrived at the market. However, looking at Cynthia sitting there in a daze, Heath scratched his head, feeling a bit of a headache. He didn't know what to do with Cynthia now. Should he take her with him?

Chapter 386 Shopping at the Market with Cynthia

In the end, Heath took Cynthia with him. It wasn't that Heath planned to do anything, but Cynthia was clearly very interested in going to the market. So, Cynthia wore a very expensive-looking outfit and walked into the market with Heath. In that instant, Heath felt that everyone in the market was focused on him. After all, Cynthia was standing next to him, an absolute beauty, and her clothes were very gorgeous, which gave people a very strange feeling.

If I had to pinpoint it, it would probably be during the Monday flag-raising ceremony at my middle school. Among the crowd of people in school uniforms, there was someone dressed as a Kamen Rider and striking a pose. While he certainly looked cool, he definitely attracted attention.

"No... I mean, Miss Cynthia, didn't you go to the market in the Sinnoh region before?" Hiss asked helplessly, looking at Cynthia beside him. Looking at her, Hiss realized that Cynthia was a bit shorter than him, just reaching Hiss's shoulder. Even so, the girl was trying her best to stand on tiptoe to make herself taller. Hiss inexplicably found Cynthia somewhat cute.

"No, when I was in the Sinnoh region, I ate sandwiches and other convenience foods whenever I was hungry." Cynthia looked around curiously. This wasn't Cynthia teasing Cynthia; it was the truth. After all, since embarking on her journey, Cynthia's favorite thing to do was to battle different trainers to hone her Pokémon and battle skills. Unexpectedly, she ended up becoming the champion. It was truly unbelievable.

Heath's lips twitched. It really suited Cynthia's personality. However, seeing how happy Cynthia was, Heath didn't say anything more. Instead, he turned around and started picking out the ingredients he needed at the market. Since Cynthia wanted to have barbecue, Heath bought a lot of meat, as well as some ingredients that might be needed for cooking tomorrow, and some vegetables.

Heath also bought some lettuce. In this world, there's no way to wrap grilled meat in lettuce, and Heath doesn't really like that way of eating it. However, lettuce has many uses, such as in sandwiches, so Heath bought some anyway.

"Wow, so many dishes?" Cynthia curiously moved closer to Heath. Heath turned her head and saw that Cynthia had a candied apple in her hand and was taking small bites of it. There were some red candy stains around her mouth. Heath was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously raised her hand to wipe the red candy stains from Cynthia's mouth. Then she saw Cynthia's shocked and incredulous eyes.

Looking at the red sugar stains on his hand, Heath suddenly realized what he had just done. Maybe his brain short-circuited, or maybe Heath was hallucinating. Anyway, he didn't know what was going on. Heath did it just like that, very decisively and naturally.

"Ahem... I saw you had some around your mouth, so I..." Heath coughed awkwardly twice, then unconsciously raised his hand to touch his nose.

"You're not planning to lick it, are you?" Cynthia realized what was going on, and she laughed even harder, her eyes narrowing like crescent moons in the sky. Heath's lips twitched. He wasn't a pervert; if he stuck out his tongue and licked his fingers right now, Heath felt he would really become a pervert.

"Of course not." Heath took out a tissue and wiped his hands, but as soon as he finished wiping them and looked up, he felt something touch his lips. There was a faint sweet taste. Heath was stunned for a moment, and then he saw an apple candy in front of his lips.

Heath was instantly stunned. Wasn't this the candied apple that Cynthia had just eaten? Looking at Cynthia's smile and the blush that hadn't faded from her face, Heath felt that he had already thought of what to name his child with Cynthia.

"I bought this for you." Cynthia smiled playfully, then continued to nibble on the candied apple in her hand. Heath scratched his head awkwardly. It turned out to be a different candied apple. Thinking about it, it made sense, after all, it was Cynthia, a girl who liked to play pranks. She really had a wicked sense of humor.

"Hey, were you daydreaming just now?" Cynthia leaned closer again, and Heath noticed that there were some red candy stains around Cynthia's mouth again. This girl is really quite sloppy when eating apple candy.

"Actually, I've already thought of names for our child." Heath retorted, not to be outdone. What a joke! He's a seasoned otaku who's lived two lives; who hasn't watched a few anime?

"Pfft, it seems you're even more delusional than I thought." Cynthia laughed, and with that laugh, her hat was lifted slightly. Some of the people around her looked shocked when they saw her, which Cynthia quickly noticed.

"Time to go~" Cynthia smiled and turned around, lifting her skirt as she walked quickly toward the food truck. Heath naturally noticed the restless crowd, so he quickly picked up his ingredients and followed Cynthia. Soon, Heath and Cynthia returned to the food truck.

Cynthia sat happily on the food cart, smiling. Heath shook his head helplessly. This champion really does things on a whim. Heath scratched his head, and seeing Cynthia's happy appearance, his mood inexplicably improved.

"Then I'll make you a barbecue." Heath stretched. Now that the ingredients were bought, making a barbecue wasn't out of the question. Heath could even make a few extra portions to prepare something for his Pokémon to eat that evening.