I opened a restaurant in the Pokémon world.

Heath felt a chill run down his spine. How could he have forgotten that Officer Jenny was the one in charge of driver's license testing and issuance?

“Yes, that’s right, Aya. Then Heath is in your hands. Make sure this guy learns how to drive safely.” Officer Jenny patted her sister’s shoulder with satisfaction, while Heath looked at Officer Jenny’s smile with trepidation.

"Of course~ I'll definitely teach little brother Heath how to drive a big truck properly~" Officer Jenny looked at Heath with a mischievous smile.

Chapter 38 Barbecue is the true meaning of life

Heath pursed his lips. He really wanted to ask Officer Jenny if what she said about driving a big car was proper, but considering that Sister Feng was standing next to him, Heath held back his question.

After the people from the TV station and Siluff Corporation left, Heath was pulled into the car by the Officers. Then, the Officers busily set up tables and chairs around Heath and moved all the ingredients from the cafeteria over.

"Here we go again... Farfetch'd comes to help!" Heath smiled as he watched the laughing Officer Jennys; he was quite used to this scene.

"Trainers, what are you doing?" Zoroar, who had transformed into a Caterpie and was curiously looking outside, turned his head and asked.

"A barbecue party is one of those parties where they're happy, but I'm miserable," Heath succinctly summarized. What could he do? He was the best cook in the area.

Whenever the Officer Jennys celebrate something and have a barbecue party, Heath is the one who works the hardest.

She had to chop ingredients, do the barbecue, and keep track of what Officer Jenny wanted to eat. After every barbecue party, Heath wanted nothing more than to lie down and sleep. She was just too exhausted.

However, Heath now finds things a bit more convenient, since he has his own companions, Farfetch'd and Zoroah.

For a good barbecue, the combination of ingredients is also very important. Many people think that barbecue is a very simple cooking method, but in fact, barbecue is not easy.

“Hey, Farfetch’d, look, this is a piece of pork. Now all you have to do is cut this pork into slices, making sure to separate the fat from the lean meat. Is that okay?” Heath asked Farfetch’d.

Although Farfetch'd can't do much right now, his knife skills can at least be a great help to Heath.

"Onion!" Farfetch'd nodded confidently. Heath glanced at the onion in Farfetch'd's hand and handed him a cleaver, explaining that meat cut with onions tends to have an onion flavor.

Meanwhile, Heath was busy preparing various seasonings. Seasonings are the soul of barbecue; good seasonings can enhance the deliciousness of barbecue.

The best pairing for each ingredient is different, depending on individual tastes and preferences. Therefore, Heath often places various seasonings on the table and lets the Officers mix them themselves.

Of course, if Miss Officer Jenny asks Heath to make a dipping sauce, Heath will personally make one for her.

"Onion~" The big green onion duck poked Heath's waist triumphantly. Heath turned his head and glanced at it. The piece of pork had been perfectly separated into fat and lean meat, and it was cut very evenly.

Heath nodded in satisfaction. Before, when he was alone, it would take him a long time to cut ingredients.

“Come on, cut the lamb like this too.” Heath pointed to the lamb, then picked up a series of metal skewers, which Heath had made himself.

Barbecues also exist in the world of Pokémon, but it was Heath who organized Officer Jenny's barbecue party. Whenever Heath thinks about this, he feels like he's shot himself in the foot.

However, the thought of the small amount of money he could get after the barbecue party made Heath feel much happier.

"Trainer, why are you chaining them like that?" Zoroa, having returned to its original form, stood to the side and asked Hiss curiously.

Heath looked down at the iron skewer in his hand, which had a piece of lean meat and a piece of fat on it, arranged in a staggered pattern.

"Because this way you don't need oil, and pork grilled in lard tastes better. However, grilled meat made this way needs to be sprinkled with cumin and chili powder," Heath explained to Zoroya while quickly skewering the meat.

Oil is a great help to chefs. I once saw a foreign program where Chinese chefs and foreign chefs competed in cooking.

Then one time, a foreign chef took the Chinese chef's oil, thinking it would cause a lot of trouble. As a result, the Chinese chef immediately started alchemy...

Oh no, it was when they took out fatty pork and started rendering lard that the foreign chefs were completely taken aback and exclaimed that they were cheating.

Although both are oils, lard and vegetable oil taste different. Fried rice made with lard tastes better and is more fragrant.

After skewering the pork, Heath took it to the barbecue grill on the food truck. He had already put burning charcoal in beforehand, and now he simply placed the fattier pieces of pork on the grill.

There's an art to barbecuing. In Heath's opinion, fruitwood charcoal is better than wood charcoal, wood charcoal is better than coal, and coal is better than a smokeless grill.

Although people nowadays emphasize healthy eating, smokeless and charcoal-free grills, and electric grills, the taste of barbecue made this way is often inferior to that made with charcoal.

Heath felt the problem lay in the lack of smoky flavor.

As the charcoal heat scorches the pork, it slowly changes color, and oil droplets emerge from the fat like tiny bubbles. These bubbles then burst open, making the lean meat glossy and shiny.

The rich aroma of pork slowly spread.

Heath looked at the skewers in front of him, quickly flipped them with both hands, and then picked up the prepared barbecue seasoning and sprinkled it on.

As the barbecue seasoning was sprinkled onto the pork skewers, a rich aroma of spices burst forth, making Zoroya and Farfetch'd swallow hard.

Heath looked at the barbecue seasoning in his hand and couldn't help but smile. This barbecue seasoning was specially made by him and could not be bought outside. However, this kind of barbecue seasoning could only be used on barbecues with a lot of fat.

"Hmm...it smells a bit sour." Zoroya jumped onto Heath's shoulder, looking at the skewers in Heath's hand with a greedy expression.

Heath glanced at Zoroya; as expected of a canine, its nose was incredibly sensitive. Meanwhile, the Farfetch'd on the other side had already eagerly placed the sliced ​​lamb next to Heath, staring at him expectantly.

Heath was somewhat helpless, but he didn't stop what he was doing, constantly and quickly flipping the skewers in his hands to ensure that each skewer was heated evenly.

When that was about right, Heath placed the skewers on the tray, then glanced at the number of tables outside Officer Jenny's, and divided the skewers in her hand equally according to the number of tables.

"You and Farfetch'd, one pork skewer each... one skewer each. I'll give you other things later." Heath handed two pork skewers to Solomon and Farfetch'd, then continued busily skewering lamb.

Heath didn't have much time to eat, but he could let his two little ones have a taste.

Chapter 39 Hundred-Man Slaying

Heath took the opportunity to teach Farfetch'd what a chef should be careful about, starting with how to handle each ingredient.

"Big Green Duck, look, these chicken wings, to make it easier for the marinade to penetrate, we often need to make some cuts, like this, just to create slits." Heath held a cleaver and quickly made a few cuts on the chicken wing, while Big Green Duck watched attentively from the side.

“However, some chefs nowadays are quite particular about aesthetics. Their knife work is often more subtle, so as not to damage the appearance of the ingredients, while still achieving the desired flavor.” Heath flicked his wrist and made a few more cuts on the chicken wing.

However, compared to the chicken wing that had been cut open before, this chicken wing looked much more normal. If Heath hadn't deliberately flipped it over, Farfetch'd wouldn't have been able to see Heath's knife marks.

Farfetch'd was learning with a serious expression. Heath was very satisfied. He didn't dislike stupid students, but he disliked students who were talented but lazy.

In Heath's view, talent is like a deposit in a bank. To cash out and use talent, the user needs to enter a password with hard work and diligence to withdraw the deposit. And that's how Farfetch'd is; it has learned cooking skills very seriously.

Heath patiently taught him while rapidly processing the ingredients at hand. He suddenly realized that he might need to catch a Fire-type Pokémon in the future so that it could help him grill or cook other things.

However, upon closer reflection, it's not realistic. After all, catching a Fire-type Pokémon to use for cooking is quite a luxury. Although he has only caught two Pokémon so far, Hiss has come to understand why being a trainer is so difficult.

Pokémon have a large appetite, and there are also needs to buy medicine and other items, as well as nutritional and training costs to make them stronger. Among these, Dragon-type Pokémon are particularly resource-intensive, and only the wealthy can afford to raise them.

Fortunately, Farfetch'd and Zoroah are relatively easy to raise, which saved Heath a lot of trouble.

Heath had been busy for over an hour, and that was only because Farfetch'd helped cut the ingredients. Moreover, Zorro was later directed by Heath to work as a waiter; otherwise, Heath felt he might have been busy for another hour.

However, seeing the Officer Jennys eating so happily on the field, Heath couldn't help but smile. Officer Jennys exist in every town, and they are the core of each town's security force, with the highest casualty rate. Fortunately, Evergreen City is relatively stable, so there haven't been any major casualties.

During his four years there, Heath had witnessed Officer Jenny's funerals more than once, though they were all in other cities, where Officer Jenny organized the funerals in a conference room for the women to bid farewell.

"It wasn't easy..." Heath sighed, then twisted his neck. He was really tired after working so hard for so long. He wondered if there would be any rewards for his cheat system. There should be, right?

[You have served more than 100 guests for the first time, earning you the special achievement "Hundred-Man Slayer"]

Just as Heath was thinking this, a series of prompts popped up, and Heath was stunned. So, the more people you entertain at once, the more so-called achievements you can get?

The title of "hundred-man slayer" sounds a bit strange, especially when it comes to him and over a hundred Officer Jennys.

[You have achieved the special achievement of 100 kills, and have been rewarded with one special lottery ticket.]

Then a lottery ticket made of gold leaf fell into Heath's hand. It only had the word "lottery" written on it, but Heath immediately noticed a line of small print on the ticket.

"The final interpretation right belongs to this cheat code... Hmm, very reasonable." Heath's lips twitched; this cheat code was quite adept at playing this trick.

[Lottery Ticket: Randomly obtain one item upon use (Hint: You may obtain items from other worlds)]

With a concise explanation, Heath didn't hesitate. He figured he'd have to use the lottery ticket eventually anyway, so he might as well use it now.

However, the fact that this item came from another world still filled Heath with some anticipation. Could it be that this thing could extract things from other worlds? If it could, that would be incredibly powerful.

If Heath could just pull out one of those high-tech gadgets from Doraemon's pocket, he felt he could become incredibly wealthy and reach the pinnacle of life. He could even raise six pseudo-legendary Pokémon without any pressure.

Time machines, magnifying guns, and even Anywhere Doors are all great gadgets. Of course, there are good things in other worlds too, but what Heath really wants are the magical kitchen utensils from "Cooking Master Boy".

For a chef, there's no better reward than those special kitchen utensils—they're simply amazing.

As Heath waited with a mixture of excitement and trepidation, the lottery ticket slowly vanished, and then a very long knife fell down in front of him.

The blade was dark red, with black, spiked material covering the back of the blade, extending all the way to the tip. Heath paused, wondering what it was.

[You used a lottery ticket and won the Heaven and Earth Unrivaled Blade]

Heath stared blankly at the text box in front of him. He felt the weight of the knife in his hand and couldn't help but swallow. What was going on?

[The Unrivaled Blade of Heaven and Earth: A sword born in pursuit of the title of the strongest. Why should your next Monster Hunter game have to be Monster Hunter?]

Looking at the information displayed on the cheat device, Heath's feelings were somewhat complicated. Was this thing really the peerless sword that he had imagined?

"This thing... does it mean I have to use it to sheathe my sword, perform Iaijutsu, and then ascend to heaven?" Hiss's expression was somewhat complicated; he really didn't understand why he had drawn such a weapon.

The Heavenly Blade, also known as the Three-Day Blade, is a weapon from the popular mobile game Monster Hunter. It's very cool, and Heath used to enjoy playing it. However, he never expected to be able to stand here wielding this weapon.

Heath stroked the katana, then scratched his head. What should he do with it? It seemed he'd have to put it away for now; he didn't want to be interrogated by Sister Feng about where he'd bought such a long weapon.

Just as Heath was about to do something for himself and Farfetch'd, a loud bang suddenly came from afar.

Chapter 40 What I Can Do

Heath looked up abruptly and saw a burst of intense heat erupt in front of him on his right, followed by a plume of black smoke shooting into the sky.

"Damn it! That's Changqing's chemical plant! Everyone, move out immediately!" Officer Saffron suddenly stood up, her face grave as she looked at the flames in that direction. She then shouted, took out her Arcanine, and rode it away at high speed.

The Officer Jennys, who had been laughing and joking with each other, immediately put down their barbecue and beer, called out their Growlithe and Arcanine, and quickly caught up with Officer Jenny. In no time, the entire barbecue party was empty except for Heath, who was still standing in the food truck.

“Sigh…” Heath sighed, then took off his apron and put it in the food cart. Then he took Farfetch’d and Zoroah and went out.

"Trainer, what just happened?" Zoroya looked at Hiss curiously, then at the empty field in front of him, and asked in confusion.

"There was an explosion somewhere just now, and Sister Feng and the others went to rescue people." Heath looked at the raging flames in the distance. It seemed that tonight was destined to be a sleepless night, and there wasn't much Heath could do.

Heath had heard Jun Shafeng say more than once before that everyone has their own responsibilities in society. Instead of rashly venturing into a field you don't understand at all, you should think of ways to do your best in what you can do.

Heath looked down at his hands. He knew he couldn't possibly run into the fire to rescue people. Although Farfetch'd had the Magic Protect ability, it was still at great risk to face the chemical plant fire and the collapsing buildings. Heath didn't want Farfetch'd to take those risks.

Heath clenched his fists. The rescue of the chemical plant was handled by a special team, but Heath was just an ordinary person, a cook. What could he do?

"Looks like I'll just have to be a chef after all." Heath smiled. There were still some ingredients left in the food cart, but that certainly wouldn't be enough.

Heath stepped onto the food truck. His current worry was that he wouldn't know how to drive it. Fortunately, after getting into the driver's seat, Heath discovered that the food truck actually had an automatic driving function. Heath could only pin his hopes on this function.

"Hopefully it won't have any problems like some other brands." Heath nervously pressed the automatic driving button. The food truck roared to life and then slowly started moving.

On the screen in the driver's cab of the dining car, a route map appeared. Heath hesitated for a moment and set the destination as a vegetable shop. He remembered that the vegetable shop was usually open until about 11 p.m.