I opened a restaurant in the Pokémon world.

"Your Pokémon can talk? That's pretty impressive." Heath smiled, and Kojiro breathed a sigh of relief. He had just been wondering if Heath would be unable to accept it, or if she would think of something else, like Meowth being a genetically modified cat bred in captivity.

"Yours too?" Kojiro caught the key word, and Meow Meow also showed a curious look. It had always thought that it was the only one who was special.

“Ah, I’ve seen talking Pokémon before, Mr. Alodecote is one of them, so I think it’s pretty normal for Pokémon to talk.” Heath shrugged, and Kojiro and Meowth breathed a sigh of relief. That was much better. It seemed that Heath didn’t quite understand the difference between Psychic Pokémon and regular Pokémon.

After chatting with Kojiro for a while, Kojiro said goodbye to Heath with the cat. He still needed to complete the business trip assigned by the company. Heath didn't ask too many questions about it. Of course, he knew what kind of company Kojiro was talking about. In fact, it was Team Rocket.

To date, the true identity of the Rockets' leader has not been revealed. Mr. Giovanni still frequently appears at various events and is considered a rising star and a strong candidate for the next Elite Four.

"Now it's time to... cook, then feed Mew, and then take Mew to find Ralts." Hiss stretched. After Kojiro left, Hiss planned to start cooking. However, thinking about cooking, Hiss decided to make some kitchen utensils first, otherwise he wouldn't be able to cook that dish.

Chapter 533 Steamed Chicken in a Clay Pot and Twice-Cooked Pork

Heath planned to make steamed chicken in a clay pot, a special delicacy from Yunnan Province. It is a very distinctive local food with a great taste and is relatively suitable for the elderly. People in Yunnan Province generally believe that steamed chicken in a clay pot is more nutritious and healthy. However, after eating it, Heath felt that the most distinctive feature of steamed chicken in a clay pot is the pot itself and its unique flavor.

As for whether chicken soup is nutritious or not, that's a question that has been debated for a long time. Many nutritionists say from a nutritional perspective that chicken soup doesn't actually have much nutrition, and the most nutritious part of the chicken is in the meat itself, not in the soup.

However, the Chinese tradition that has been passed down for thousands of years is not so easy to change. People still believe that chicken soup is very nutritious, and various methods of making chicken soup are constantly emerging.

Steamed chicken in a clay pot requires a special pot, which is shaped somewhat like a hot pot. It has a cylinder in the middle that allows air to pass through, and the structure is similar to that of a hot pot. It is like a miniature version of the large copper pot that people in Sichuan use to eat hot pot.

However, there is no steamed chicken in the Pokémon world, so Sheath has to make it herself. Fortunately, Sheath has Dialga's apron, which can speed up the passage of time, so it's not too complicated to make.

However, the steamer used for the steamed chicken is not made of metal; it is more like a clay pot. So Heath had to make one himself. Fortunately, there was a place in Lavender Town that made clay utensils for children and pottery enthusiasts. So Heath drove his food truck there and quickly made a steamer. After putting on Godaluca's apron, the steamer was done.

With a steam pot, steamed chicken is naturally no problem. The chicken in a steam pot is tender and easy to eat, making it a very good dish. The flavor is also very rich and fragrant. In Heath's opinion, few boiled chicken dishes can compare with steamed chicken. Heath himself really likes this special kind of food.

Because Heath used to make steamed chicken in a clay pot often, she was naturally not too slow at making it now. Before long, Heath put the steamed chicken aside. Now she just needed to control the heat slowly. Heath planned to make some other things.

One steamed chicken in a clay pot is not enough. Although the steamed chicken in a clay pot tastes very good, we also have to consider how many mouths are craving food here. So Heath decided to make some more dishes, and the first one Heath planned to make was twice-cooked pork.

With the delicious and flavorful steamed chicken in a clay pot, and the chicken soup you can also enjoy, then a plate of twice-cooked pork is also a great choice. The requirements for twice-cooked pork are simpler than those for steamed chicken in a clay pot, but the selection of pork is more of a test of the chef's skill. A good plate of twice-cooked pork cannot be made with pure lean meat or pure fat. It is best to use a good mix of lean and fat, with a higher proportion of lean meat. This is the part of the meat that a good plate of twice-cooked pork should use.

Because if it's just lean meat, it won't bring out the unique flavor of twice-cooked pork, while just pure fat meat is hard to accept, since eating too much pure fat meat is particularly greasy. So, in Heath's opinion, meat with a good balance of lean and fat, and more lean meat, is the most suitable meat for making twice-cooked pork.

These are the insights of an experienced chef. In Heath's view, an experienced chef is like a traditional Chinese medicine doctor; their experience and knowledge alone are enough to keep new chefs learning for a very long time.

A plate of twice-cooked pork doesn't take much time to prepare. In Heath's opinion, the soul of it is the chili and fermented bean paste. Before long, Heath brought the twice-cooked pork to the table, followed by the steamed chicken in a clay pot. He also stir-fried some sweet and sour cabbage and some stir-fried bok choy. That made lunch of two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes.

Seeing the little guys happily coming to eat, Hiss smiled, and then casually scooped a big bowl of Snorlax special Pokémon food with a variety of ingredients for Snorlax. Although Hiss couldn't feed Snorlax to the brim, he could still let Snorlax eat different flavors of Snorlax food.

Hiss was thinking about whether he should find time to cook a proper meal for Snorlax instead of Snorlax kibble. Although Snorlax kibble was nutritionally balanced and could fill Snorlax up, it still felt a bit awkward that other Pokémon could only eat the food they cooked themselves, while Snorlax could only eat Snorlax kibble.

"Mew, can you do me a favor later?" Heath said to Mew with a smile. Mew stared at Heath with wide eyes, but considering the delicious food in front of it, it agreed. Anyway, Heath usually didn't have any problems helping out. Mew even thought that if Heath wanted to take it on a trip, it wouldn't mind, provided that Heath made lots and lots of delicious food for it every day, and it couldn't be the same every day!

Mew paused for a moment. Right, why not let Seath cook for me? Anyway, with Seath, Mew felt that I was no different from the other Pokémon that were with Seath. Seath didn't require his Pokémon to stay in their Poké Balls all day. Instead, he let his Pokémon do whatever they wanted. Mew felt that even if I followed Seath, it wouldn't be much different from my current life. In addition, I could openly freeload meals.

However, Mew still had some reservations. It was a Pokémon that loved freedom and had a very strong sense of curiosity. Would it get boring if it stayed with a human for a long time? This was a question worth considering.

Heath was unaware that Mew was already debating whether or not to follow him. Even if Heath had known, he wouldn't have cared too much, since their relationship was practically the same now, except for not throwing a Poké Ball at each other for verification.

After finishing lunch, Heath drove the food truck to the place he had visited the day before. After parking the truck, Heath got out with his Pokémon and Mew.

However, Mew is the most popular Pokémon in the Kanto region, so Hiss had Zoroark give Mew a Mirage ability as a cover. To others, Mew now looks like an ordinary Butterfree.

This is actually quite good; otherwise, Heath could imagine that he would be surrounded by people later, after all, this is a dream.

Soon, Hiss brought Mew to the place from yesterday, and then saw the Shiny Ralts hiding in the woods, cautiously watching Hiss.

Chapter 534 The True Meaning of Purple, Red, and Pain

"Mew, that's it! Can you communicate with it?" Heath looked at Mew expectantly. Mew is a Psychic Pokémon. When it comes to telepathy and mental communication, no Pokémon can compare with Psychic-type Pokémon.

Moreover, Mew is a Mythical Pokémon, which is considered one of the strongest among all Pokémon, only slightly weaker than Legendary Pokémon.

"...No, its thoughts are chaotic, and there seems to be a strange energy blocking my senses." Mew shook its head. Heath's lips twitched. Even Mew couldn't do it? Could it really be a matter of asking Ho-Oh and the others for help?

Hiss looked at Ralts beside him, who was sitting with her legs drawn up. Looking at her figure, Hiss suddenly wondered if the strange dent he had seen yesterday was caused by Ralts sitting here for a long time. Just like water dripping on stone and iron pillar being ground into a needle, it was not surprising that such a dent would appear if Ralts sat on the ground like this for a long time.

So what is Ralts looking at? Hiss curiously looked in the direction of the dent and saw the Pokémon Tower. Apart from the Pokémon Tower, there was nothing else particularly noteworthy.

"Red...purple..." Ralts murmured softly. Hiss paused for a moment, then glanced at Ralts. The little guy was staring blankly at Hiss's clothes. Hiss looked down and then saw a drop of oil from the twice-cooked pork that had unknowingly gotten on his clothes when he was making it. It looked red.

Hiss stroked his chin. If he interpreted Ralts's name literally—red meaning red and purple meaning purple—then wasn't the head-shaking gesture he'd previously thought was a little different? It wasn't that Ralts's head was malfunctioning; it was simply trying to express something…

But if that's the case, what does "painful" mean? Could it be that the head-shaking action later on hurt Ralts a lot?

Hiss looked at Ralts in front of him, who became anxious again, emanating a strong aura of sorrow. Hiss stared blankly at Ralts, who then stood up, lowered its head, and swayed...

No, looking closely now, it doesn't actually seem like it's shaking its head, but rather its body, while Ralts' head remains stationary...

It's just that Ralts is too small, so it looks like Ralts is shaking its head here too. Now that Hiss has examined it carefully, Ralts seems to be shaking its body more. So what's going on?

For some inexplicable reason, Heath thought of something: in his previous life, Heath had watched the classic horror movie Ju-on, in which Kayako was a monster who killed everyone who came, one by one, two by two. No matter what method they used, it seemed that they could not escape the pursuit of Ju-on Kayako. They could only obediently wait to die. Going to the temple was useless, going to the police station was useless, they would all be killed by Kayako. Kayako could even emerge in public and develop strange abilities such as time anomalies.

However, in one of the Ju-on series, Heath remembered someone being hung from the ceiling by Kayako's hair, and then the person was pushed and swayed back and forth by Toshio as if they were hanging from Kayako's hair. Thinking about it, it's somewhat similar to Ralts's actions right now...

Hiss's face was somewhat ashen. He stood up, looking at the anxious and sorrowful Ralts before him, at the small figure of hers. If it really was as he suspected...

"Ralts, are you trying to tell me that you or your family members were hanged, like this..." Hiss took out a tissue and made a simple hanging-like motion. The sadness on Ralts intensified, and Hiss's face turned ashen.

Yes, just as Hiss thought, Ralts might have been hanged, or perhaps not by a person, but by something else. The red stains might be blood, while the purple might be a bluish-purple color caused by lack of oxygen. The pain is easier to understand; it was caused by pain. Coupled with that strange movement, Hiss roughly knew how Ralts died: it was hanged.

"...Dream, can you help me see if there are her remains on this mountain?" A deep sadness welled up inside him. Heath's mood was as bad as if he had watched a depressing movie first thing in the morning, or as if he was watching Anohana for the first time.

“…Okay.” Mew looked at Ralts. As a Psychic Pokémon, it could sense the intense sadness emanating from Ralts, as well as the sadness of wanting to express itself but being unable to do so.

As Mew's psychic powers unfolded, it began its search, but the hill was quite large, so even Mew needed to search for a while. Heath sat on the ground, looking at Ralts beside him, who was convulsing in grief, and a surge of anger welled up in his heart.

It's best not to let him know which bastard did it, otherwise Heath will definitely teach those guys a painful lesson, Heath swears!

Soon, Dream finished its search, but it had taken a full hour. Finally, Dream led Heath to a place, in front of a public toilet.

"...You mean, here?" Heath looked at the public toilet in front of him. He recognized this toilet; he had used it when he went up the mountain.

Mew nodded, then its eyes turned purple. The next second, the ground in the public toilet began to shake, and the entire public toilet was uprooted and thrown aside. Immediately afterwards, Mew dug out a skeleton that had turned into white bones and pulled it out of the soil, placing it in front of Heath.

The people visiting the graves watched in horror as someone pulled out their phone and dialed the police.

Ralts's body became ethereal. She stared blankly at the skeleton before her. Then, an overwhelming sadness surged up once more. This time, the filthy skeleton glowed with a white light, and tiny red and purple bubbles emerged from it, floating in the sky.

Looking at the bubbles in front of him, Heath suddenly and slowly reached out his hand, his index finger gently touching the bubbles.

Chapter 535 Ralts's Memories

The bubble burst instantly, and the next second, Heath felt that everything around him had changed.

It was a gloomy, rainy day. The sky was dim, and a torrential downpour was falling. The raindrops fell on Hiss, bringing a cold, stinging sensation, but strangely, he didn't feel wet at all. Hiss turned his head in confusion and saw a Gardevoir covered in wounds struggling to walk with a Shiny Ralts not far from him.

Gardevoir's condition was very poor. The red, heart-like object on her chest had disappeared, leaving only an empty hole. Hiss could even see through this hole to the other side, which showed how serious Gardevoir's injuries were. And that shiny Ralts...

Hiss glanced at it and realized that the heterochromatic Ralts was the same little Ralts he had seen before. However, the little Ralts didn't look very well at the moment. It was listless and trembling all over.

"Ralts! Gardevoir!" Hiss rushed over, but then his hand passed through Ralts and Gardevoir's bodies. Hiss stared blankly at Gardevoir and Ralts before him. They were like images, completely nonexistent in this world. No, Hiss should be the outsider, and this scene seemed to be a memory of Shiny Ralts. Hiss fell silent. There were many bubbles, and Hiss felt that after watching it all, he should be able to see why Shiny Ralts died and what her obsession was.

However, Gardevoir couldn't hold on much longer. In fact, Hiss thought that with such severe injuries, a normal person would have been lying on the ground and dying long ago. The fact that Gardevoir was able to carry Ralts for so long was simply a miracle, or perhaps it was because Psychic Pokémon have a stronger ability to survive.

After all, this is the world of Pokémon, so it wouldn't be too surprising for Heath to be a complete newbie here.

However, even a super rookie can't withstand such a severe injury for long.

So very quickly, Gardevoir collapsed to the ground, and Ralts rushed over in grief, her sobbing echoing in Hiss's ears.

The next second, Hiss found himself standing in the same spot again, with bubbles of various colors in front of him. Ralts' body had begun to convulse. Hiss didn't have time to think and quickly reached out to pop the second bubble.

……

As soon as Heath entered, he noticed that his perspective had changed. He seemed to have suddenly become shorter, and could only see a handful of fresh soil. Before Heath could react to what was happening, four black figures surrounded him. They appeared to be enormous, with large, blood-red eyes, and spoke in a language that was completely incomprehensible. Heath was stunned. What was going on?

Moreover, these black figures kept twisting and turning, sometimes resembling noodles, sometimes chopsticks, and sometimes as fat as a ball. In short, their bodies kept changing, making Heath's scalp tingle.

But then, the four black figures lifted Heath up and began stabbing him with all sorts of things. The intense pain made Heath want to scream. These burning flames, seemingly mixed with endless evil, tormented his body. Just when Heath was about to lose control, his perspective suddenly changed.

He stood to one side, while below him was Ralts surrounded by four dark figures. They were torturing Ralts with a horse that had two legs and a spike, and they were constantly hacking at Ralts' body with a triangular guillotine.

They even took out a lot of snakes and poured them on Ralts. Ralts screamed and cried, but it was no use in stopping the four shadowy figures from torturing her.

Just as Heath was trying to memorize the contents, he was ejected again.

Hiss stared blankly at the Ralts in front of him. The bubbles were all gone, but Hiss already knew roughly what had happened. Ralts must be the Pokémon that the captured person threw out. Gardevoir was seriously injured for some reason and struggled to reach this location with Ralts. In the end, Gardevoir died, and Ralts seemed to bury her.

But the next moment, Ralts was tortured by four unknown things. Hiss couldn't understand what they were trying to convey. The black mist formed bizarre bodies. Hiss thought that even Gastly and Haunter couldn't possibly look like that. And what were those two spiky horses with two legs? And what was that triangular guillotine?

After looking at the second bubble, Hiss felt like he had a million questions in his head waiting to be answered. This puzzled him. Although he knew that Ralts was still a small Pokémon and didn't seem very old, according to the information that Ms. Lori had found out, Ralts had only hatched from its egg three months ago when it was abandoned, so it was still considered a young Pokémon.

However, Hiss still couldn't figure out what those black figures in Ralts' memories were. Hiss thought they were more likely to be Pokémon, since those bizarre and twisted bodies didn't look like normal people at all, and Hiss couldn't really understand those strange things either.

Heath felt like he was back in his past life, sitting in front of the computer playing computer games, and then he encountered a riddle master who kept giving him all sorts of riddles and questions to solve, which was absolutely terrifying.

"Has this little guy fainted again?" Hiss sighed as he looked at Ralts lying unconscious on the ground. Ralts had fainted inexplicably last time, without any reaction.

Moreover, Heath felt extremely dizzy, as if a thousand Tauros were running through his mind.

However, this time Heath saw something. Heath felt that if he poked other bubbles next time, he should be able to see more of Ralts' memories, and then think of a way to help Ralts solve her problems.

"You were just... pulled into an illusion." Dream floated beside Heath and poked Heath's nose with a finger.

Heath felt a sudden coolness in his head, and then the fatigue and dizziness from the inside out disappeared.

Chapter 536 Heath's Attack on the Public Toilet

"Superpowers are so useful! You don't have to worry about anything. If there's anything that doesn't make sense, just attribute it to superpowers. If I can travel back in time, I'll write a novel where the protagonist has superpowers. When in doubt, just use superpowers..." Heath muttered as he walked back to his food cart. Mew listened curiously beside him. It couldn't understand what Heath was saying at all, but it understood superpowers. Was Heath envious of its superpowers?

Mew wagged its tail smugly. It seemed even the formidable Heath had its own troubles, namely, the lack of superpowers. Mew, on the other hand, had been born with superpowers, which brightened its mood considerably. It seemed even this powerful human had things he couldn't do!

After Hiss returned to the dining car, he lay down on the bed. Hiss could only say that he couldn't solve Ralts's problem for the time being. After all, Ralts's situation was quite special. Although Hiss had seen some memories and knew that it was indeed similar to what he had thought, Ralts might have been tortured to death, Hiss still couldn't figure out what those four strange black shadows and those strange torture instruments were.

The bizarre black shadows, the two-legged horse, the spikes, the triangular guillotine—these things could all be made into a game, though only a horror game, of course. But what exactly do these things symbolize?

This question baffled Hiss, so after hesitating for a while while lying in bed, he sent an email to Professor Oak to ask about the problem that was bothering him. After all, Professor Oak was the most authoritative Pokémon professor, and Hiss felt quite at ease asking him about this kind of question.

Of course, the most important reason is that the only Pokémon professor Heath knows is Professor Oak. Apart from that, the people who are knowledgeable about Pokémon are all trainers, like Cynthia. If you ask Cynthia about how to raise Pokémon or how to battle, she will definitely know. But Heath thinks that Cynthia wouldn't know much about these kinds of questions.

Of course, it would be even better if we could get to know Professor Kukui from the Alola region in the future, because Professor Kukui is a very strong Pokémon professor. But if you think about it carefully, Professor Oak also has the strength of a champion.

Soon, Heath's phone received a reply email from Professor Oak.

The email was quite long, but after reading it, Heath noticed that Professor Oak had also made a summary, which consisted of a few key points.

Firstly, newly born Pokémon's perception of their surroundings may be influenced by their own thoughts and understanding. In other words, what a normal Pokémon sees as an apple might appear to a newly born Pokémon as a sun radiating golden light or a lamb.