I opened a restaurant in the Pokémon world.

After finishing that, Heath could start cooking. However, considering that there was only one Golden Chicken, Heath planned to cook it in a quarter-sized order: the first portion would be deep-fried, the second braised, the third made into soup, and the fourth made into spicy chicken. Heath preferred deep-frying, since the name Golden Chicken sounded somewhat related to deep-frying.

"Eh? Boss, you're only opening now?" A familiar person walked in; it was Mr. Shimizu.

"It's been open for a while now, is it still the same as before?" Heath asked Mr. Shimizu with a smile. Mr. Shimizu was a master of internet cafes, but calling him a master wasn't quite right, since internet cafes in the Pokémon world were more like those in Japan. So, Mr. Shimizu could be described as an internet cafe refugee. However, Heath was quite curious about where Mr. Shimizu's income came from. According to the usual practice of internet cafe masters, this income should come from things like game boosting.

However, Mr. Shimizu was no ordinary internet cafe pro, so Heath didn't know much about Mr. Shimizu's life.

"Yes, thank you for your trouble." Mr. Shimizu was very polite. Heath also noticed that Mr. Shimizu seemed to be in better spirits today. Heath even noticed that Mr. Shimizu's suit had been specially adjusted, giving people a strange feeling. If Mr. Shimizu was a master of internet cafes before, then Mr. Shimizu was a normal office worker at this moment. Heath couldn't help but take a few more glances at Mr. Shimizu, but after all, he was not Sherlock, so naturally he could not glean more information from other people's clothes.

However, it must be said that Mr. Shimizu's meals are really easy to make. Just boil noodles in clear broth and that's it. Although the taste of such noodles is often not very good, it doesn't matter. After all, Mr. Shimizu only asked for this one thing to eat, and Heath couldn't possibly add anything else to Mr. Shimizu. So Heath simply made a bowl of clear broth noodles and served it to Mr. Shimizu.

"Isn't the guest taking anything with him today?" Heath asked curiously as he watched Mr. Shimizu sitting there eating. Usually, Mr. Shimizu would take everything with him, but Heath was surprised that he was staying to eat instead.

"Well, I have to go for a job interview after lunch. Today... today a company finally gave me a chance to work here!" Mr. Shimizu smiled happily. Heath stared at him, stunned. He really hadn't expected Mr. Shimizu to be so happy because he could go to the company for an interview. However, Heath had a general understanding of Mr. Shimizu's background. For example, Mr. Shimizu probably wasn't a professional internet cafe player. After all, internet cafe players are called internet cafe players because they almost all live in internet cafes, and their income comes from internet cafes, such as power leveling, grinding for others, and selling equipment.

However, Mr. Shimizu actually went to look for a job, which proves that Mr. Shimizu is not a master of internet cafes, but rather an internet cafe refugee. Heath was quite happy to see that Mr. Shimizu was able to find a job, after all, once many people become internet cafe refugees, it is very difficult for them to climb out of the internet cafe refugee situation. It is a good thing that Mr. Shimizu is working so hard.

"That's something to be happy about," Heath said with a smile. Mr. Shimizu also seemed very happy. He chatted with Heath about the hardships he faced when looking for a job and his process. When they talked about some sad parts, Mr. Shimizu's eyes reddened, and it was clear that Mr. Shimizu's feelings were also very complicated.

Heath listened with a smile. He was an experienced chef. Sometimes when a customer tells you their story, they're not seeking comfort. Perhaps they simply want to share their joy and happiness. At that moment, you don't need to say anything; just listen quietly.

Chapter 846 Looking in the Mirror?

Mr. Shimizu was very talkative. He talked about many things. After graduating from university, he wanted to find a job, but he found that he couldn't do any of the jobs that were available because they required work experience. However, he didn't have any work experience, but he needed to have work experience to find a job. Companies didn't want to train someone for nothing, and he would have to face the possibility of being asked to leave. So he entered a vicious cycle. Helpless, Mr. Shimizu chose to do other work and went to work for a small company.

Small companies are small companies. Although salaries are only paid on the 25th of each month, it's good enough that they can survive. Mr. Shimizu longed to save up some money, make a down payment, and then happily become a mortgage slave. Unfortunately, small companies don't have much resilience. After working there for two years, the boss couldn't hold on any longer and announced the company's closure. Mr. Shimizu was instantly unemployed.

Lacking any skills, and having almost forgotten his original major after two years of other commitments, Mr. Shimizu found himself in a predicament. He didn't want to do his previous job, as he could see the end of his life ahead, with little chance of promotion and a fixed salary, at most reaching a management position. Mr. Shimizu wanted to change his life, but to save money, he had no choice but to move out and come to an internet cafe, becoming an internet cafe refugee.

The terrible life didn't stop tormenting Mr. Shimizu. Mr. Shimizu's dream was good; he wanted to find a job with a path to promotion. But after searching and searching, Mr. Shimizu found that someone like him with no skills was no match for those monsters. His savings were dwindling. But the good news was that he finally found a job that was similar to what he had found. His two years of work experience played a significant role in this.

Half a year of unemployment has made Mr. Shimizu much more realistic. His former flamboyance after losing his job has turned into shrewdness. He used to want to preserve his edges, but he found that under the pressure of life, he could only become an ordinary person, doing a job with a predictable future, and then maybe finding a girl he likes in the future, and then living a numb and boring life. This is the life of an ordinary person, and it is also the life of Mr. Shimizu.

But no matter what, it's much better than having no job at all. Without a job, there's no money, and without money, you can't realize your dreams. Mr. Shimizu thought that the happiest time of his life was probably when he embarked on his journey with his Pokémon. Unfortunately, the happy time was too short. Mr. Shimizu couldn't even pass the first gym in a year, so he had no choice but to give up on the path of becoming a trainer.

"..." Heath was in a bad mood. He had come to listen to a story, but as he listened, he felt like he was looking in a mirror. It wasn't that Heath had faced this situation, but after graduating from university, he did not work in his major. He had studied international trade, but his first job after graduation was as a short video copywriter, which was completely unrelated.

Goodness, I thought I was listening to a story, but I almost ended up looking in a mirror. The clown was actually myself?

"Ahem, Mr. Shimizu, aren't you on the right track now?" Heath said with a smile. Mr. Shimizu finished his clear soup noodles with a sigh, then happily paid and left. Heath looked at the two cloves of garlic that Mr. Shimizu took away without saying anything. After all, Mr. Shimizu still had to go for the interview. If he failed the interview because he smelled garlic, then he would be guilty of a terrible sin.

But this Mr. Shimizu is really interesting. He actually took his garlic. Could it be because Mr. Shimizu's usual food doesn't taste as good as garlic?

Heath knew what clear broth noodles tasted like. Back when he was broke, he relied on clear broth noodles for his meals. He could tolerate eating it for one day, but after two days he would feel nauseous. The more days he ate it, the more numb he became. Clear broth noodles really weren't that great. But if you added a spoonful of Lao Gan Ma chili sauce at the end, it would be a delicacy.

Heath shook his head. Mr. Shimizu's life was truly miserable. Heath felt that Mr. Shimizu was really worthy of sympathy. However, Heath still had to entertain the other guests. Heath had originally thought of asking Mr. Shimizu if he wanted fried chicken, but although Mr. Shimizu was in high spirits because of a happy occasion, he was still a very frugal person, so he declined Heath's suggestion and chose the usual clear soup noodles.

Fortunately, other guests started arriving one after another, and Heath smiled and went over to greet them.

Although sometimes you might encounter some very interesting customers, most of them are actually quite ordinary. They come to eat, have ordinary tastes and ordinary food requirements, and then leave in a hurry after eating to continue their lives. Heath feels that his food truck is like a transit station, rewarding these hurried travelers with delicious food.

"Trainer, there's a customer here who ordered a braised pork set meal, but he doesn't have any money. What should we do?" Sometimes, when there are too many customers, some oddballs will appear. Obviously, Hiss is facing one now. This is normal. Although Hiss's food truck has expanded considerably, there are still many people who come to eat there. It has to be said that Hiss spent a long time on the trending topics, which has made Hiss's food truck very popular. However, upon hearing Zoroark's words, Hiss frowned.

Want to eat without money? At Heath's food truck, you always have to pay first before you eat. Of course, it doesn't matter if the other person is a mythical beast or something, or regular customers can disregard this rule. If Adu comes to eat, Heath won't collect payment first, because the other person can definitely afford it. Heath's rule is for people who want to eat for free but don't have money. Simply put, it's to prevent people from dining and dashing.

Heath had once thought about being a good person, like those good people who provide free food, but Heath found that this approach was not feasible, or rather, the free food had to be sufficiently harsh and painful, otherwise there would always be some shameless people who would take advantage of it, and such people were often quite numerous.

Some people who might groan and struggle to walk on a crowded bus can stride confidently when grabbing free eggs at the supermarket, which is quite amusing.

"I've come to take a look."

Chapter 847: Good Intent or a Joke?

When Heath arrived, he saw a man with an artistic appearance and attire sitting there, looking at Zoroark with unease. When he noticed Heath's arrival, a blush appeared on his face. It was clear that this man still had some sense of shame and was not one of those who would buy supplies from the free drinking water refrigerators on the street. Moreover, Heath could roughly guess the man's profession by looking at his attire and the things placed next to the table.

Painters, or rather, artists? After all, painters are trained in art schools, learning things like oil painting, ink painting, and sketching. However, recently, something called AI painting has appeared in the Pokémon world. It's said that this thing has taken away many painters' jobs and dealt a blow to the surrealist genre. After all, AI painting can quickly create a painting that is comparable to a photograph. Perhaps the biggest way for future painters to distinguish themselves is that their works are handmade?

However, this person definitely doesn't look like a painter who is doing so well. You know, the gap between rich and poor in the painter profession is even bigger than the gap between people and dogs. A top painter can sell a painting that ordinary people can't understand for millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions. But a poor painter might not even be able to get a hundred dollars for all the works he has ever done. The difference is so outrageous. And this person in front of me is obviously one of those people who is not doing so well.

Furthermore, many people have a misconception about painters, such as that a painter's work becomes more valuable after death. However, when many unknown painters die, their works are often burned, unless they are targeted by some people who want to hype them up. In that case, the paintings they find could bring huge profits. Ironically, these low-level painters are the most vulnerable to the influence of AI.

It has to be said that the development of AI is incredibly rapid. It wouldn't be too surprising if an AI called Heath, which specializes in writing novels, appeared in the future. At that time, those poor novelists might have their jobs taken away.

They are brothers in misfortune.

"Sir, would you like to have the braised pork set meal? It'll only cost eighteen Alliance coins." Heath said gently. To be honest, Heath felt that his price was not expensive at all, after all, it was a braised pork set meal! Heath's braised pork set meal tasted good and the portion was generous. Heath felt that in his previous life, his braised pork set meals could sell for twenty-five in restaurants, and in a prime commercial area, it wouldn't be surprising if a serving cost thirty-something.

However, Heath isn't in it for the money. Unless the cost of this braised pork set meal is really high, Heath's price won't be too high. Eighteen Alliance Coins, after deducting the cost, Heath's profit is only about three or four dollars, which is really not high. After all, there are other expenses, such as labor costs. Fortunately, Heath's food truck doesn't have to pay for water and electricity, otherwise, you would have to factor in the water and electricity costs.

"Um... I'm sorry, I... I really don't have any money... Could you take a look at my paintings? One... no, no, two, two paintings will do!" The man's eyes were red, and it was clear that he was very reluctant to part with his works, but what could he do? People always need to eat. Looking at the man's face, Heath deeply understood what it meant to look pale and emaciated.

Under Heath's gaze, the man took out his painting. It wasn't very big. Heath took it and glanced at it. It looked like an oil painting? But Heath couldn't understand it. He didn't really know much about paintings, and he wasn't even very clear about the classification of these paintings. However, the work in front of him looked pretty good. It was a landscape painting, and the scenery in it was wonderful.

Heath was quite satisfied; the level was good enough. He just didn't know how this man had fallen so low as to have to sell his paintings for a living.

Heath glanced at the top of the man's head.

Favorite flavors: Aside from bitterness

[Unpleasant taste: Bitterness]

Requirements for food: Anything is fine, as long as it's edible.

The request was very simple and unpretentious. It was clear that the man was indeed very hungry, otherwise he wouldn't have ended up like this. Seeing this, Heath accepted the painting and promised to exchange it for a braised pork rice set meal. The man thanked him profusely, his joy was undisguised. Heath smiled and thought, "Doing good deeds brings joy to people's hearts and minds."

“Trainer, something seems off.” Zoroark looked at Hiss and then spoke telepathically.

"What's wrong?" Heath asked, puzzled. What was wrong with this?

“Someone was recording you and this man just now. I don’t know what they’re planning to do.” Zoroark looked at a spot, and Heath looked over. There were two people sitting there, dressed normally, but their clothes were trench coats, which were good for hiding things. Heath’s eyes narrowed. He thought of a problem: his food truck and he himself had been trending on social media lately. Simply put, he was the source of the buzz.

In my past life, once a trending topic emerged, many people would try to ride its coattails and start live streaming. For example, if an old man selling popcorn became popular, many people would start live streaming. Although they made money for him, they also received a share of the popularity. A more extreme example was "Brother Coat" in my past life. He was a farmer, but he was very good at singing, so he became popular. As a result, people were live streaming at his place every day, and some even went so far as to break down his door and rush in to become his apprentices.

Those who knew the situation thought it was an apprenticeship ceremony, while those who didn't might have thought it was bandits raiding a place.

So, he's currently the hottest fried chicken on the trending topics list, so what if someone wants to ride on his coattails? Heath glanced at the painter, who looked really thin and dressed terribly, but when he noticed Heath looking at him, he smiled slightly, though the fleeting guilt in his eyes caught Heath's attention.

Heath's lips twitched. He had thought he had done a good deed today, receiving a painting and feeding a hungry person. But what Heath didn't expect was that he might have become someone else's target, the clown in a script. Heath could already guess what the plot would be like: "Heath, the hottest fried chicken star, lavishly praises the painting of a down-on-his-luck artist" or "Can art be measured in money? This man is insulting art!"

Their goal was simple: to capitalize on Heath's popularity, make the painter famous, and then make a fortune.

Chapter 848 Heath Gets Tricked

"...This really was carelessness." Heath shook his head helplessly. He had to admit that this incident had really taught Heath a lesson. Although Heath hadn't thought of it before, he was actually quite proud. However, he suppressed this pride, because he never thought there was anything to be proud of about being a transmigrator. Especially in the first four years, Heath was just an ordinary person. Without Sister Feng, how he would have survived would have been a problem. He would probably have been sent to an orphanage and would have had to rely on luck to find a good adoptive family.

It's important to know that not every orphan can find a good adoptive family. Sometimes, some unpleasant things can happen. Even though this is the world of Pokémon, apart from the adorable Pokémon, it's not much different from the ordinary world. Fortunately, Heath met Maple and Lin, and with their help, Heath finally got a perfect start.

However, Heath did have some pride, after all, he was a transmigrator and knew a lot about the plot of this world. But now Heath realized that he still needed to be careful. Although this was the world of Pokémon, it was also a real and realistic world. He wasn't the smartest person in this world and could be deceived, just like the man and his accomplices just now.

Heath silently remembered this lesson. It's impossible for a person to never make a mistake in their life, but the difference lies in the fact that some mistakes can be made and some cannot. And if you can learn from the mistakes that lead to minor errors, then it's a kind of growth. Heath being scammed was such a mistake. Fortunately, Heath wasn't fooled, unlike some people who download anti-fraud apps and even insist on transferring money to scammers despite police intervention. If they are scammed, there's really nothing that can be done about it.

"Heath, you really need to be more vigilant. Now that you're famous, all sorts of people want to get involved with you. You need to be more careful next time," Officer Jenny said to Heath earnestly. Heath smiled awkwardly. This time it was indeed his fault. If Zoroark hadn't discovered that the man's accomplice was recording, they might have already succeeded.

However, seeing Heath's embarrassed and helpless appearance, Officer Jenny's eyes also revealed a hint of amusement. Her little brother was really becoming more and more unique. However, this kindness should not be used as a tool for profit. The reason why Officer Jenny wanted to talk to Heath was simply because she did not want Heath's kindness to be used by some people with ulterior motives to do something bad. That would be a defilement of kindness.

Thinking of this, Officer Jenny gave the three arrested guys a cold glance. Had these guys forgotten that although Heath was Cynthia's boyfriend, he was essentially a member of the Officer Jenny family! He was Officer Jenny! How dare someone deceive the Officer Jenny family? Thinking of this, Officer Jenny was furious. If the Officer Jenny family hadn't long ago stipulated that vigilante justice could not be used, she would definitely have taught these guys a lesson.

"By the way, Ms. Guang, could I trouble you with something?" Heath thought of something. Heath had been hesitant about how to do this, but now that Officer Jenny was right in front of him, wasn't this a perfect opportunity? If he delivered it himself, she would definitely be suspicious, but if it was Ms. Guang, she probably wouldn't be suspicious.

"What's the matter?" Officer Jenny looked at Heath with curiosity. Heath was a member of their Officer Jenny family, so Officer Jenny was naturally willing to help, provided it didn't violate any laws or regulations.

"Well, it's like this, Ling-jie's birthday is coming up soon, so I wanted to give her a gift. But if I just give it to her, it won't be a very big surprise, so I thought..." Heath chuckled and took out the banknote that Xiu-hui had given her before, but Heath had already kept it safe.

Officer Jenny accepted the gift with a smile. She was very happy that Heath had such a thoughtful gesture, which proved that Heath truly considered Officer Jenny as family. But what was this gift?

“…Heath.” Officer Jenny looked at Heath with a complicated expression. Heath looked at Officer Jenny with a puzzled expression. Was there a problem?

“Printing counterfeit money is illegal.” Officer Jenny sighed. She could no longer control the urge to take out the handcuffs. That guy, Heath, has gone astray! Should she tell Maple? Her little brother has finally turned to crime. How pathetic. Grandpa Xiu will be furious if he finds out.

Heath was somewhat amused and exasperated, but he wasn't too surprised. After all, this was a first edition with a very short release date. To be honest, people who weren't experts in this area wouldn't know anything about it. It's like someone who never fishes: if someone talked to them about professional fishing rods and technical terms, they definitely wouldn't understand. This has nothing to do with the other person's status. There are just too many things in this world, and it's difficult for anyone to know everything.

Heath quickly explained, and Officer Jenny realized she had made a big blunder, her face turning red.

"Ahem, but Heath, which Jenny is you planning to give it to? Is it Officer Jenny from Cerulean City?" Officer Jenny coughed twice to change the subject, otherwise she was worried that she would be too embarrassed to even mention the two-bedroom apartment. Heath's expression also became strange when she heard this. There was an Officer Jenny in Cerulean City? But considering that the Officer Jenny family was so large and powerful, it was probably not surprising that there were people with the same name. Who knows, she might even meet an Officer Jenny named Maple in the future.

"No, it's the Jun Shaling next to Sister Feng, the one who likes reading very much and is knowledgeable... Ah, by the way, Sister Feng said that Sister Ling is called the [Learned Sage] in the family." Heath was serious. Although Heath wanted to laugh when he said this name, he still held it back. After all, if he laughed at this time, he would probably be beaten, although Heath always felt that this title was too middle-of-the-road.

“…cough cough cough…I know, you also have…pfft…thoughtful…” Officer Jenny walked away, suppressing her laughter, leaving Heath stunned. Goodness, even Officer Jenny couldn’t help but laugh out loud. Could it be that the Officer Jenny family actually has some other opinions about this chuunibyou title?

Thinking back to when Sister Feng spoke to him so seriously and told him not to laugh, Heath felt like he had been tricked.

Chapter 849 One-of-a-Kind Fried Chicken

"...I'm so stupid, really. If I had known that Sister Feng, while mostly serious, could be a little silly sometimes, I should have noticed. What 'learned sage'? Does such a title still exist these days? This isn't a game. In a game, I might find such a title amusing, but in real life, who would let others call them 'learned sage'?" Hiss was numb. He really hadn't expected that one day he would be tricked by Sister Feng. After all, it was Sister Feng! The serious and earnest Sister Feng! Why did she suddenly become so erratic? What happened?

Heath's lips twitched. He felt that he had been tricked, or rather, he had been tricked. At that time, Heath was still unable to accept that he had transmigrated, so he became a little nervous and uneasy. He was also full of desire to explore this new world, so he was very accepting. After all, even in his previous life, every country and even different provinces in the country might have different customs, let alone two different worlds.

The thought that he had initially thought, "This might just be a custom within the Officer Jenny family," and then opted to conform, gave him a death wish. And thinking back, with Feng Jie's "encouragement," he had given himself the nickname "Gentle Chef," which made Heath even more suicidal. No wonder Feng Jie suddenly rushed out saying she was going to exercise; Heath had assumed she really was going to exercise, but now he realized it wasn't exercise, it was going out to make fun of him.

Even though Heath was internally devastated, he still had to entertain the guests. Heath sighed and continued to serve food to the customers who had ordered. However, this time Heath was more cautious. If he encountered someone trying to pay off a debt with a painting or other artwork, Heath would politely ask them to leave. It would be too stupid to be scammed again.

"Boss, what's the deal with this limited-edition fried chicken?" A youthful voice asked curiously. It was a boy who didn't look very old and was probably still in school. However, his words pleased Heath, who had brought out a small blackboard with the words "[Today's Limited Special: Limited-edition Fried Chicken, Limited-edition Braised Chicken...]" written on it. These were all made with Heath's Golden Chicken. Since there were only four portions available, Heath had also noted that the notes would be erased once sold.

However, most customers were not interested in this slightly expensive dish. After all, although it was a limited-edition item and only one serving was sold, it was still unacceptable for a serving of fried chicken weighing less than 600 grams to cost 85 Alliance Coins, even though Heath felt that his pricing was really not expensive.

This is an extinct golden pheasant! It's safe to say that if Heath hadn't agreed to eat the golden pheasant as promised to the rabbi, once he announced that he had a living golden pheasant, achieving financial freedom with just one chicken wouldn't have been a big problem. This would have been helpful to the scientific community as well. Of course, Heath himself would have been besieged by a bunch of reporters and media asking all sorts of strange questions.

However, setting aside the various potential costs associated with Golden Chicken, just considering the quality of the chicken meat alone, Heath felt that the price was not expensive at all. You see, when an average family goes to the market to buy vegetables, they know that although chicken is chicken, the price of chicken can change drastically depending on the prefix of the word. For example, Three Yellow Chicken has one price, Free-range Chicken has another price, Old Free-range Chicken has another price, and Free-range Chicken raised in the mountains and hunting for its own food has yet another price. More expensive chicken can even sell for 180 yuan per 500 grams.

Chefs like Heath naturally have their own supply channels, but even in places like poultry markets in his previous life, the price of a free-range chicken was very high. Especially for chicken vendors with particularly high-quality chickens, they could be so proud as to not come to the poultry market, because once their chickens were ready to be sold, they would be pre-ordered by some regular customers, perhaps to large restaurants or private eateries. In any case, they would basically not end up in the poultry market, unless the chicken vendor was just starting out. Otherwise, if the quality was good, there would be no worry about sales.

Based on Heath's own experience as a chef, the chicken meat was truly exceptional, far superior to any of the best chickens Heath had ever seen. Weighing 85-8600 grams, and already processed, it was incredibly cheap.

"Well, that means there's only one serving of this fried chicken. Once it's sold out, it's gone, and we won't be offering it again." Although Heath felt her price was low, she explained it anyway since no other customers had actually ordered it.

"Give me one!" The boy immediately took out his money, and Heath happily accepted it. Heath didn't care about the money, since he wasn't interested in it. But completing the achievement mission was a very important thing.

Heath's fried chicken is freshly fried, which is normal. Fried chicken is meant to be eaten hot; once it cools down, even if you reheat it in the microwave, it loses its best flavor. So, the shelf life of fried chicken is very short. As Heath started frying the chicken, a rich aroma wafted out. Heath looked at the fried chicken in front of him with some surprise. This golden chicken truly lived up to its name; it was golden all over. This wasn't because Heath had used other ingredients. Heath noticed that some parts that weren't covered up had become almost like they were made of gold under the heat of the oil.

It was incredibly luxurious. Heath felt a little regretful. Eighty-five was really too low. Even adding a zero wouldn't be enough. Heath wouldn't pay an exorbitant price just because it was a golden chicken. He just felt that, given the chicken's current appearance, eight hundred and fifty was really not expensive. If it were placed in a Michelin-starred restaurant, it would easily fetch over a thousand.

However, Heath still dutifully fried the chicken, then took it out, put the dipping sauce aside, and handed it to the boy. The boy looked at the fried chicken in front of him, unaware of how precious it was, as if each bite contained a piece of history.

But the delicious fried chicken still won over his taste buds, and he now feels that spending 85 yuan to eat such a fried chicken was really worth it!

You have completed the Golden City city achievement and obtained the Chicken Coop.

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