I opened a restaurant in the Pokémon world.

This is not an exaggeration. Just look at Mr. Ma Zhide. If Mr. Ma Zhide knew that the afterlife really existed, he would probably give up his life without hesitation and go to another world to find Ah Pen who is waiting for him.

It's not just Mr. Ma Zhide; some people who lost their fathers in childhood, their sons in middle age, or their wives in old age might also choose to end their lives in very extreme ways. If that happens, Heath would truly be guilty of a terrible sin.

"It must be a wonderful world." Heath smiled. Pokémon there would also grow backwards, with Charizard slowly reverting to Charmeleon. In that case, Dragon-type Pokémon are truly blessed. Their lifespan is so long in this world, and it will be just as long in that world. And wouldn't that be even better for some people who want their Dragonite to turn back into Dragonair?

Heath thought of the Pokémon he had seen when he last went to the Reverse World and couldn't help but smile.

"Huh? I thought you'd been to the afterlife." Zoroark shook his head, thoroughly bored. Heath smiled. He had indeed been there, and even entertained some guests there, but he couldn't bring himself to talk about it.

Just as Hiss was about to pack his things and leave, he noticed that Ralts had somehow appeared and was standing timidly not far behind Hiss, nervously watching him.

Heath paused for a moment, then gave a gentle smile before continuing to pack his things.

"Zi Zi..." Just as Hiss was packing his things, he heard a very strange sound that seemed to come straight from his brain. Hiss was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zoroark, only to find that Zoroark was looking at Ralts over there.

Hiss instantly realized that it wasn't Zoroark communicating with him telepathically, but rather Ralts.

But what does "紫紫" mean?

"What's wrong with you?" Hiss looked at the Ralts in front of him and asked curiously. Ralts is a Psychic-type Pokémon, so it's not surprising that it can communicate telepathically.

"Purple..." Ralts only said that one sentence. Hiss's lips twitched. He really hated Riddlers, but looking at Ralts' pitiful appearance, Hiss couldn't help but sigh. This little guy...

"Do you need my help?" Hiss asked again, and Ralts nodded.

Hiss raised an eyebrow. This Ralts could actually understand him? It didn't seem so stupid after all.

However, this method of communication was too time-consuming. Hiss spent most of the day trying to figure out what Ralts wanted his help with, but he couldn't explain what kind of help she wanted. All she could say was "purple," "red," and "pain," and she would occasionally shake her head back and forth like she was having a seizure.

Hiss was completely baffled. He had asked Zoroark, but Zoroark was completely unable to communicate with Ralts. It seemed that only Hiss could hear Ralts's telepathic communication. Zoroark had only turned to look at Ralts because he saw her.

"So, little one, what do you want from me?" Hiss looked helplessly at Ralts in front of him. After communicating with Hiss, Ralts seemed to have become bolder. She moved closer, so close that Hiss could reach out and touch her.

“Purple…red…it hurts…” Ralts started shaking its head wildly again. Heath’s lips twitched. For some reason, he had a feeling of returning to his past life, playing Batman and encountering a riddle from the City Riddler.

It's annoying and very unpleasant.

"Can you express it more clearly?" Hiss looked at Ralts with a mix of amusement and exasperation. This little guy was driving Hiss crazy.

Ralts walked over and extended her hand. Hiss looked at Ralts with a puzzled expression, but also extended her hand. The next second...

Hiss's hand passed through Ralts's hand. Hiss was stunned for a moment. He looked at Ralts in surprise, then subconsciously raised his hand. Then Hiss saw his hand being lifted out of Ralts's hand.

“You…” Hiss was a little confused, and Zoroark blinked as well. She stretched out her claws again to reach out, but this time she couldn’t grab anything. It just passed right through Ralts’ body.

"Are you a ghost?" Hiss found it hard to believe. This kind of situation usually only occurs with Ghost-type Pokémon, such as Gastly, or even the weaker ones. Stronger Ghost Pokémon can rely on condensing Ghost energy to give themselves a tactile sensation that is almost physical.

This is also why Ghost Pokémon can use physical attacks.

“Zi Zi…” Ralts raised her head, and Hiss saw Ralts’ eyes for the first time. In those blood-red eyes, there were glistening tears.

Chapter 520, "Heartbreak," is actually very apt.

Ghost Pokémon are a relatively common type of Pokémon. However, since their creation, these Pokémon have been shrouded in mystery. Even a brilliant researcher like Professor Oak admits that he knows very little about Ghost Pokémon. He only knows that these Ghost Pokémon may sometimes be born from graveyards, but they can also hatch eggs. These mysteries have troubled all Pokémon professors, so their research on Ghost Pokémon continues.

Even now, people don't really know much about Ghost-type Pokémon.

The problem is that those Ghost Pokémon are Ghost-type Pokémon after all, while Ralts has never had a Ghost type.

So, looking at Ralts in front of him, Hiss admitted that he was a little confused for a moment. When Hiss first saw Ralts, he was thinking about whether he could try to catch it, after all, Gardevoir is really cute, not to mention that it is a shiny one. However, after getting to know it, Hiss found that Ralts was a bit silly and seemed a little neurotic, for example, it would sometimes look down and shake its head, not knowing what it was doing.

However, these are not entirely unacceptable. Perhaps Ralts can correct these minor flaws in the future?

But now, Hiss looked at Ralts before him, watching his hand pass through hers, feeling no warmth, no sensation, as if he were reaching into smoke, grasping nothing, touching nothing. Hiss was silent for a moment, then looked at Ralts, whose eyes were blood-red, glistening with tears, filled with pleading...

At the same time, an intense sadness welled up inside him, an overwhelming sadness that made him feel his heart clench. It was an extreme sadness, a sadness so profound that he couldn't shed a tear, and could only clutch his heart in anguish.

Sadness is clearly an emotion, but it can make people feel pain in their heart, which is probably the origin of the word "sadness".

"...Although it's difficult to guess your riddle, I will understand what you mean and then help you, I swear." Hiss looked earnestly at the Ralts in front of him. He could feel the sadness in the Ralts in front of him, a sadness so intense that it was despairing and suffocating.

It's hard to imagine what Ralts went through to feel such intense sadness.

Heath simply couldn't turn away from the suffering of others and pretend he didn't see it.

"Purple..." Tears welled up in Ralts' eyes, then retreated. Ralts then collapsed softly to the ground. Hiss tried to reach out to support Ralts, but Ralts slipped from Hiss's grasp and fell to the ground.

Hiss looked at the Ralts lying unconscious on the ground. He had a bit of a headache; he couldn't carry this kind of Pokémon around, and as for Poké Balls...

Hiss tentatively threw out a Poké Ball, but it was completely useless. The Poké Ball seemed unable to catch its target at all, passing directly through Ralts' body and landing on the ground. Hiss's lips twitched. Although he had guessed that this was possible, seeing this scene now, Hiss was still a little helpless. He really had no way to deal with Ralts.

"This Pokémon is so strange. I was able to catch it just now." Zoroark came closer, curiously examining the Ralts in front of her. She had indeed caught it just now.

Charmeleon let out a roar. It was hard to imagine that the little guy in front of it was actually a ghost, not a ghost Pokémon, but a pure ghost.

Hiss suddenly remembered that he hadn't used the food detector today. Although he didn't know if it could actually detect Ralts's specific condition, he could still give it a try.

Thinking of this, Heath took out his food identification device and brought Little Red along with him.

During this period, the Kanto region welcomed autumn, and the weather became a little cold. Perhaps because of this, Little Red has become particularly fond of crawling into Hiss's pocket to sleep, and then sleeping for a long time. Hiss can't figure out what this strange Pokémon is or why it is becoming more and more like a cat. So much so that sometimes Hiss forgets that Little Red is an unidentified Pokémon and really treats it as a cat.

Awakened, Little Red shrugged and moved her feet in disgust before crawling back into Heath's pocket, yawning, and going back to sleep.

Heath didn't bother with what Little Red was doing. He took out his food identification device and shone it on Ralts.

[Ralts (Ghost Form), non-toxic, inedible. Due to some unresolved reasons, her soul remains in this world, unable to leave the place of her death. She lost most of her memories due to intense grief, but occasionally recalls those memories. However, the intense grief prevents her from expressing herself normally. Fulfilling her wish may allow her to travel to the other side of the world.]

Heath was taken aback; this was the first time he had ever seen such a long description on his food identification device.

"...Is that so? Still unable to leave the place of your death?" Hiss looked at the grove of trees in front of him. This should be the place where Ralts died, right?

Hiss sent his Pokémon inside to search, but they couldn't find anything. In the end, Hiss had no choice but to return to the original location. Then, to his surprise, he found that Ralts, who had been lying on the ground, was gone. When Hiss turned around, he saw Ralts standing behind him.

It has to be said that this is a bit scary, but fortunately Ralts looks very cute, and her blood-red eyes are also covered by her hair.

“Little guy, I know about your situation, but it might take some time to help you. Can you wait for me here?” Hiss looked at Ralts and said gently.

Ralts looked at the human in front of her strangely, but for some reason, she felt a strange sense of trust, so Ralts nodded.

Hiss smiled and reached out to touch her, but this time he touched Ralts' body, which was ice-cold and completely devoid of temperature.

After saying goodbye to Ralts, Hiss took his Pokémon back home, intending to visit Team Officer Jenny.

Chapter 521 Officer Jenny the Firefighter and Officer Jenny the Civil Affairs Officer

Although Hiss didn't know what was going on with this Ralts, it had died in Lavender Town after all. If he wanted to find any clues about Ralts, then Officer Jenny from Lavender Town would be the most likely to know. However, thinking about his relationship with Officer Jenny Silver, Hiss still felt a little headache.

Heath suspected that Officer Jenny might have some grudge against the parents of the biker thief. Heath also noticed that Officer Jenny's gait was a little unsteady, as if she had a problem with her legs. If, as Heath suspected, Officer Jenny's disability was due to the biker thief's parents, then it wouldn't be surprising if she had a grudge against him.

After all, the main reason why Sheath didn't become an unregistered person in the Pokémon world is because he inherited the identity of Sheath. So, Sheath also has to bear some of the blame that originally belonged to this identity, which is really a headache.

"Ugh, this is really troublesome." Heath scratched his head helplessly, but with the idea of ​​looking for some clues, he still came to Officer Jenny's Brigade in Lavender Town. However, instead of asking Officer Jenny directly, he found Miss Officer Jenny, who was in charge of civil affairs.

Officer Jenny's duties are not limited to catching criminals and maintaining public order. They are also responsible for handling identity information, registering lost Trainer cards, maintaining traffic order, and managing special forces. In short, Officer Jenny is a very comprehensive family, and some Officer Jenny even take on the duties of firefighters.

Even in a world with Pokémon, being a firefighter is still a very dangerous job. After all, not every fire can be solved by attacking with a lot of Water-type moves. Sometimes, Rock-type and Ground-type Pokémon may even be needed. However, Heath also admits that because of the existence of all kinds of Pokémon, the number of firefighter casualties in this world has been reduced to an unimaginable level.

After all, the high temperatures and thick smoke are a joke to some Pokémon, not to mention that every town's Officer Jenny Fire Brigade has one or two powerful Alakazam as a last resort.

These powerful Psychic Pokémon can easily accomplish things from a distance that would require humans to risk their lives.

"Hmm? You mean the Ralts of Death?" In the Civil Affairs Department office, Hiss saw Officer Jenny, but this Officer Jenny...

Heath's expression was somewhat strange. This Officer Jenny appeared rather plump, which surprised Heath. After all, most of the Officer Jennys he had seen were very spirited and energetic, with very healthy figures. But this Officer Jenny...

To put it nicely, she's voluptuous; to put it bluntly, she's obese. Although Heath isn't a human scale, based on his visual estimation, this Miss Officer Jenny in front of him probably weighs over 100 kilograms.

Heath glanced at the other person's name tag. The name was Officer Jenny. The name seemed familiar to Heath, since he had met a Miss Officer Jenny before in Pallet Town. However, Heath didn't think that the two Officer Jennys in front of him had any special relationship. Just as Heath had said, this world allowed people to have the same name. Otherwise, Heath's name would probably be very, very complicated.

Moreover, Miss Officer Jenny died in the line of duty and never worked in Lavender Town.

"Yes, I just wanted to ask if any Shiny Ralts have ever died in the history of Lavender Town." Hiss asked Officer Sally seriously. She swallowed the donut in her hand, then moved her voluptuous body, turned around and searched on the computer. She then shook her head. In the records of Lavender Town, no Shiny Ralts had been found to have died.

Officer Jenny from the Civil Affairs Department often handles inquiries, as there are countless people who have accidentally lost their Pokémon or want to help their elders find their Pokémon, especially since this is Lavender Town, where many people are looking for Pokémon from their childhood memories.

Hiss was somewhat disappointed, but he also knew that since there was no record, asking Officer Jenny would probably not yield any results. So Hiss could only return to his food cart. By this time, the sky had gradually darkened. Hiss glanced at the spot where Ralts had been. What was Ralts doing now?

Before she had a clear idea, Hiss didn't plan to go looking for Ralts. For that poor little thing, recalling the past was like torture; it was too cruel.

So Heath still planned to continue entertaining guests. Although Officer Jenny didn't have any information, sometimes some customers at the barbecue stand might know some clues. So Heath planned to ask those customers to see if they knew any clues, which might help Heath find out the truth.

"Let's go, let's start today's business." Heath stretched, and Zoroark immediately transformed into Betty, then mustered all their energy to prepare to serve the evening's guests.

As for Farfetch'd and Charmeleon, their roles are even simpler. Farfetch'd is responsible for assisting in the kitchen, preparing him to be able to work independently in the future. As for Charmeleon, he only needs to follow Heath and grill the ingredients.

Charmeleon wasn't quite used to it at first, since it was usually quite idle, either training or resting. But after arriving in Lavender Town, Charmeleon had to do more than just train every day; it was also responsible for grilling. Charmeleon felt that it had now learned how to control the grilling temperature to make its trainer most satisfied, which made its expression a little strange.

But seeing how happy Heath was, Charizard couldn't bring himself to refuse and could only treat the barbecue as a way to train himself.

And thinking about it carefully, this training method seems pretty good. At least Charmeleon can feel that its control over the heat has improved every day.

Heath put up his billboard; he was planning to offer a discount today, since he still had a mission to complete.

Chapter 522 Doing whatever you want under hypnosis

Heath managed to satisfy 3,000 customers within three days, and yesterday he had already reached a fairly high number. However, even so, the pressure to finish was still quite high, to the point that Heath was considering whether to start serving customers in the afternoon, since Heath usually did business during the day and his barbecue stall did less at night.

However, Heath also knew that yesterday, because the event had just started, probably not many people knew about it. Now, as customers spread the word, Heath's business would only get better and better. Of course, his competitors wouldn't just watch Heath make money.

Various promotional activities and discounts have also begun. Some barbecue stalls offer a free case of beer with your barbecue meal, some offer a 12% discount on barbecue, and others give away flowers used for commemorating Pokémon with your barbecue meal...

Heath really didn't know what the other person was thinking, but he couldn't understand it and was deeply shocked. He really couldn't understand why there would be an idiot who would give someone flowers to mourn Pokémon while eating barbecue. Wasn't that just making things difficult for himself?

It's like going to a hotel for dinner in your past life. One hotel advertises a 12% discount, while another advertises that you should bring a wreath for your family when you dine there. There's simply no comparison. Even in this world, bringing such things is still something that people find very offensive. Heath thinks the barbecue stall owner might be trying to find a different approach, but whether he can succeed, Heath doesn't know.

But what surprised Heath the most was a barbecue stall owner whose sign read: "Customers who spend over 300 Alliance Coins on barbecue at our stall can enjoy a free Yongjira hypnosis service!"

"Kadanella? Is this owner also a trainer? Or did he go crazy and hire a Kadanella?" Hiss looked at the barbecue stall with great interest. They say that competitors are enemies, and that's absolutely true.

Such a luxurious service, hiring a Psychic Pokémon to provide hypnosis, is something even Heath herself wouldn't consider. It's too expensive, and diners might not even feel comfortable accepting the service.

After all, Yunjira's hypnosis service is a very special and unique service, and the league even has certain restrictions on it.

The world of Pokémon has psychic Pokémon, and unlike those psychics in the previous world who claimed to have superpowers but turned out to be either frauds or idiots, the superpowers here are real superpowers. Therefore, hypnosis, which seems somewhat fantastical and has some incredible elements, naturally becomes real hypnosis, rather than fake hypnosis.

A qualified Psychic Pokémon can weave an illusion, a dream, a lucid dream for the hypnotized subject.

This has led to a significant reduction in certain types of crime in the Pokémon world to an alarming level. After all, it's much easier to spend a few hundred League Coins and do whatever you want in a hypnotic illusion than to risk being caught and imprisoned for years for doing something outrageous. Of course, this is subject to some restrictions from the League, as seemingly simple things can hide some enormous troubles.

Most people yearn for their lover to be a perfect partner; otherwise, sayings like "I live for Mai Sakurajima" wouldn't exist. However, some people's love lives aren't so smooth, and their ideal partner might end up being a mentally ill person.

At this point, a dream can be woven, a dream that allows you to do whatever you want. Such services emerged, and people at that time looked forward to such services more than finding a partner, dating, or having children. After all, things that cannot be obtained in reality can be obtained in hypnosis.