I opened a restaurant in the Pokémon world.

"..." The boy nodded somewhat shyly. He looked very timid, like a boy next door.

"When the day comes that you can get your starter Pokémon, you can try to get a Charmander." Hiss chuckled and tried, but judging from the boy's clothes, Hiss thought that getting a Charmander, a Pokémon that is very popular in the Kanto region, would be a difficult thing.

Not every child in the Indigo League can get a starter Pokémon. Many children from ordinary families can only get a Pidgey or Rattata, while even poorer children will choose to catch a Caterpie or Weedle themselves. There are even tutorials available online.

However, while Bug-type Pokémon grow quickly and their battle strength is easily formed, their evolution has certain requirements regarding food. To evolve quickly, they need to eat more, and children from ordinary families may not be able to afford the cost of training them.

Sheath didn't have any Pokémon before, although Maple said that if Sheath was willing to join Officer Jenny's team, she could apply for a Growlithe for Sheath.

Heath felt that if he really agreed, then the person standing here now wouldn't be Chef Heath, but Officer Heath. At that time, Heath might not be facing all sorts of customers, but all sorts of criminals.

“I’ve… saved enough money…” The boy scratched his head shyly, looking a little embarrassed. Heath smiled; this boy really was just like the little boy he used to be.

Heath brought over the large skewers of grilled meat from the little dragon, sprinkled them with cumin and chili powder, and handed them to the boy. The boy happily took them, then took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the wooden skewers before skipping away from Heath's food cart.

You hosted Karenia, and you received "Psychology Explained" as a reward.

Heath paused for a moment. Karenia should be the boy's name, but Heath wasn't quite sure why he had received a book on psychology.

However, the things that the cheat code gives him are always the strangest and most bizarre. Sometimes, Heath doesn't understand why he gets these strange-looking things. But looking at the huge book in the cabinet that's almost like an encyclopedia, Heath silently categorizes it as useless.

Heath felt he had little interest in even basic books on tracking techniques, let alone this seemingly terrifying explanation of psychology.

Heath yawned. The ingredients were almost sold out, and there didn't seem to be many customers. Heath planned to close for the day and then prepare for the takeout orders that Asong's company would be ordering tomorrow.

After packing up his food truck, Heath drove it back to Officer Jenny's dormitory, a large apartment building on Champions Avenue.

"Hey, speaking of which, how's the situation with the City Alliance going?" Heath heard two Officer Jennys who had just finished get off work chatting as he parked his car.

"I don't know, but that emergency call really scared the operator. I heard the call center has given her a day off. She's the second operator to develop mental health issues from being scared like that," another operator, Officer Jenny, said wearily, though there was a hint of post-get off work joy in her exhaustion.

"That's terrible, it's that school again..." Officer Jenny said as she left. Heath got out of the car thoughtfully. The content just now sounded quite unique. What was the news?

Heath glanced at the spot where the two Officers had left. He could have gone over and asked them, but he wasn't interested in such things. He'd rather research how to cook edible quartz first, and maybe even buy some recipes from the Quartz Federation.

Just as Heath was about to get out of the car to go to the cafeteria to prepare dinner for the Officers, he felt something watching him from the drainpipe in the parking lot. When Heath turned his head, he only saw a pair of yellow ears sticking out. Heath was stunned for a moment. The ears looked like rags.

Heath instantly remembered the Pokémon he had encountered in Officer Jenny's parking lot, Mimikyu.

Heath found it somewhat amusing. Did this little guy think he was hiding? Heath's eyes lit up as he thought of something funny.

Chapter 187 The Strange Story of the Connection Center

Heath cautiously approached. Mimikyu didn't notice Heath coming, nor did it realize that its ears were sticking out. So when Heath got closer, it saw Mimikyu huddled in the sewer, trembling.

Heath almost laughed. Mimikyu looked cute, but the cloth it used to disguise itself as Pikachu looked tattered and filthy. The closer Heath got, the more he could smell the stench of a sewer.

This must be a stray Pokémon, Sheath concluded, looking at the filthy Mimikyu. The next second, Mimikyu saw Sheath, jumped in fright, and then shrank into the sewer, quickly disappearing into the darkness.

Heath hesitated for a moment. Heath could have reached out and grabbed Mimikyu's suit, then peeled off the fake Pikachu skin, but he hesitated and didn't make a move.

I've heard that Mimikyu is a very unique Pokémon. Its true form is unknown, but it's rumored that this Ghost-type Pokémon is very lonely and envies the popular Pikachu. So, it specially found a Pikachu product and put it on, trying to live in harmony with humans, but the effect wasn't very good.

"Is this something from over twenty years ago? If you lose this, it'll probably be hard to find." Heath took out his phone and searched online. He could find this Pikachu cloth for Mimikyu online. And it seems that because of the appearance of Mimikyu, some savvy merchants have started selling more high-end and beautiful Mimikyu-specific cloths, with prices varying depending on the material and level of detail.

However, it is a difficult thing for a stray Pokémon to live in the bustling Indigo League headquarters. However, Heath is curious as to why this Mimikyu is secretly watching him, which puzzles Heath.

With these questions in mind, Heath led Farfetch'd and Zorro Charmander to the Officers' dining area and began preparing their dinner. Old Officer Jenny wasn't there today. After Heath finished cooking, he started serving the Officer Jennys their food. Then he overheard the Officer Jennys discussing a strange police report call they had been making recently.

It is said that the first call to report the incident occurred five days ago. One night five days ago, at the Quartz Alliance headquarters call center, an operator received a call to report the incident, but was so frightened that he suffered a mental breakdown and is currently receiving treatment from Quartz Alliance psychologists.

Strangely, all calls to the call center were recorded, but in that particular call, all that could be heard was the operator's voice. The Alliance took this matter very seriously and sent a dedicated network department to investigate. The result was that they discovered the signal originated from the part of this magnificent city that belonged to the City Alliance.

Today, the call center received this strange call again. It was the same as before, with no sound, which greatly frightened the operator. The only information they could find was that it belonged to the City Alliance region, and nothing else.

This piqued Heath's interest. Ghosts actually exist in the world of Pokémon, and similar settings can be seen in the Pokémon anime and games. So when Heath heard this, he really felt like he was back in his past life watching a horror movie.

However, Heath didn't pay much attention to the matter. After all, he was just a cook, not a detective, nor a reincarnated person who had received a mission to investigate the strange calls from the call center. So Heath only listened to the information about the matter out of curiosity.

After Officer Jenny finished eating, Heath led his Pokémon back to the food truck.

"Trainer, Trainer!" Zoroya excitedly tried to jump onto Hiss's head as soon as he got back to the food truck, but Hiss pressed him onto his lap instead, as his neck was already tired.

"What's wrong?" Hiss looked at Zoroya helplessly. This guy was really something. Hiss had thought that Zoroya had finally seen the light and was going to be a good Pokémon, but he didn't expect that this guy was still the same as before.

"What did you say about that phone call? Is it some kind of scary ghost or urban legend?" Zoroya asked excitedly. Heath's lips twitched, and he glanced at Zoroya. Had this guy overheard what Officer Jenny said?

"But I remember reading that book before, something like 'Urban Legend Series, Eight-Foot Adult's Happy Tour,' where the protagonist was picked up by an older sister, and then..." Looking at Zoroia's skillful driving, Hiss gave it a flick on the head without expression. This guy was hopeless.

“This is the apartment we’re in. This is the other half of the City Alliance. Are you sure you want to go look inside?” Heath took out a map and pointed.

Looking at the massive half-city above, Soroya swallowed hard. She felt that if she were really thrown into the City-Capital Alliance, it would be extremely difficult to come back.

However, Zoroa's words did pique Hiss's interest. Hess leaned against the cold Snorlax and then searched for information about the incident on his phone.

Snorlax was listening intently to the folk songs from the Pokémon world. If Heath hadn't stopped it in time, Snorlax probably would have started singing along, and Heath suspected that his ears would have been deafened.

Some information about this has already appeared online, but the details about the location and the actual situation vary widely. Some people say that it was the phone call made by the wronged spirits of the innocent students who died at Shirogane Middle School in the City Alliance.

Some people said that this was done by a dark organization in the Johto Alliance. Heath could almost see a black pot slowly flying over and being placed on Sakaki's head.

Even more outrageous, some people say that this is a random crazy phone call launched by Darkrai, the god of nightmares. As long as you answer the phone, you will be dragged into endless nightmares and driven crazy. Heath thinks that if it really was Darkrai's doing, then Heath only needs to silently take out Darkrai's saliva to be invincible.

"Forget it, what does this have to do with a chef like me? Anyway, I haven't received any investigation assignments." Heath yawned, not paying much attention. He decided to watch some silly videos to cheer himself up later, and then just wait for tomorrow to arrive.

Heath plans to buy more eels tomorrow, partly to meet the demand for Asong's takeout, and partly to practice so that he can quickly reduce the time to remove eel bones to less than one minute, and then he can process lava eels.

Chapter 188 Heath's Fancy Breakfast

The next morning, Heath opened his eyes comfortably in bed. He had to admit that when Zorroia wasn't holding that damned Nightmare Crystal, Heath slept much better, waking up naturally without a single dream. Heath wondered if he had been abandoned by both the God of Nightmares and the God of Dreams, and that he couldn't even dream anymore.

However, my sleep quality was still very high even without dreaming, but I felt a bit of tightness in my chest.

Heath looked up and saw Zoroya curled up on his chest, reminding him of the cats he used to have. Heath couldn't help but reach out and stroke Zoroya's head. Zoroya's ears twitched, but there was no other movement.

"Get up!" Heath suddenly sat up in bed, then grabbed Zoroah by the neck and stood up, while Farfetch'd had already opened his eyes sleepily, looking like he hadn't had enough sleep.

Stepping out of the bedroom, Heath saw Charmander diligently training, Snorlax sleeping soundly with its belly bobbing up and down, and Mew diligently lifting dumbbells. Hmm, the usual peaceful daily routine...

Wait, a dream of holding dumbbells?

Heath paused for a moment, then turned to look at the Mew holding a 2.5-kilogram dumbbell next to Charmander. He blinked, wondering if he was still groggy from waking up. How could he see a Mew?

But when Heath rubbed his eyes and looked again, he could still see Mew holding dumbbells, but they seemed too heavy for Mew to lift, and Mew was secretly cheating with his superpowers.

"!" Mew finally noticed Heath's arrival. It looked at Heath innocently with its big eyes, and then the next second Mew disappeared, while the dumbbell fell from the sky and landed on the ground with a dull thud.

However, seemingly realizing that this wasn't quite right, a superpower enveloped the dumbbell and put it back in its proper place. Well, Mew is still a very well-behaved Pokémon.

"Is Mew clinging to me?" Hiss scratched his head. To be honest, he was very surprised when he first saw Mew, after all, it was a legendary mythical Pokémon, a Pokémon without human notions of good and evil. But after seeing it a few more times, Hiss felt that he could calmly face Mew.

Next time, even if Heath sees Dream learning to cook next to her while she's cooking, Heath will remain completely unmoved.

"Charmander, wake up Snorlax so we can wash up." Heath yawned and called to Charmander. Charmander nodded and then ran to Snorlax's ear and whispered something. Snorlax immediately opened its eyes and stood up excitedly.

Heath went into the bathroom and took out Snorlax's toothbrush and toothpaste. Snorlax was too big to fit in his bathroom, so he had to wash up in the living room.

"Trainer, why can't you take a break..." Zorua brushed its teeth with a sleepy look on its face, its eyelids drooping as it brushed, making Heath very worried that Zorua might fall asleep on its head. Falling asleep was a minor issue, but if its toothpaste got on its head, that would be a big problem.

"It's just a job," Heath said, making sure Zorua wouldn't smear toothpaste on his head before continuing to wash up.

"Hmm..." Soroya's dazed mind clearly hadn't grasped what Heath meant by "making a living."

After Heath finished brushing his teeth, he put the toothbrush aside and glanced at Charmander, who was brushing his teeth. Charmander was always the slowest when brushing, not because he had a lot of teeth or brushed many times, but simply because he always hung a weight on the back of his toothbrush, making brushing his teeth look like an exercise.

Heath didn't comment on this. This little guy was always like this, and Heath was used to it. Charmander seemed to be very interested in muscle training, but he was also very good at fire-type talent. Heath thought that Charmander could probably go for a dual cultivation of special attack and physical attack in the future, just like the dual cultivation of magic and martial arts that often appeared in the old web novels.

"Charmander, when did that Pokémon arrive?" Hiss asked, looking at Charmander. He was curious about when Mew had arrived.

"Huohuo said that the pink-skinned Pokémon came this morning while it was training." Zoroya subconsciously translated. Heath seemed thoughtful. Fortunately, it doesn't come every day. Mew was probably just curious, so it took a look.

Mew is indeed a Pokémon with a very strong sense of curiosity, so it's not surprising that it would do something like this. Thinking about this, Heath calmed down a lot.

After washing up, Heath set up the autopilot and then prepared breakfast for her four hungry Pokémon in the kitchen. She also made some for herself. Today, Heath made porridge. She originally wanted to make preserved egg and lean pork porridge, but there were no preserved eggs in this world, so she could only make a simple vegetable and lean pork porridge for now.

You have triggered a special mission: Creative Breakfast

[Diverse Breakfasts: A different breakfast is provided each day, and you can earn different rewards based on your progress]

Heath was taken aback. Heath really hadn't expected that making breakfast could trigger a mission. But this was a good thing. Although making different breakfasts every day seemed difficult, there were enough Chinese breakfasts to keep Heath busy for a long time, so Heath wasn't in a particular hurry.

"So when does the progress of this mission start?" Heath glanced at his mission progress. The current progress was 1/10. It seemed that he still had to make nine different breakfasts before he could receive the first stage reward.

After a delicious and light breakfast, Hiss took Zoroa and Farfetch'd off the bus to buy groceries, while Charmander stayed in the dining car to train. Snorlax was also going to start today's task of learning antiphonal singing. Hiss remembered hearing from Mirror that the task of driving away Explosive was in a few days, but the specific time would have to wait for Mirror's notification.

"Let me see. According to what Mr. Asong said about the takeout yesterday, the ingredients we need to buy today are..." Heath briefly added the ingredients, then looked at the seasonal ingredients for this season, and then saw a rather interesting ingredient: bamboo shoots.

"Bamboo shoots?" Heath pondered. Eating bamboo shoots in spring is quite nice, and bamboo shoots can also be used to make some other things. After thinking for a moment, Heath bought some.

Chapter 189 Karenia

Bamboo shoots are a very common ingredient with a fresh taste. They are a delicacy that is perfect to enjoy in season and are considered a type of mountain delicacy.

However, Heath had some other opinions about bamboo shoots. Heath had once visited Yunnan Province, a border province of China, where ethnic minorities had another way of preparing bamboo shoots, which was to make them into pickled bamboo shoots, similar to pickled vegetables. The pickled bamboo shoots tasted great after being made, and they were also a great choice to be used in a variety of dishes with rich flavors.

Pickled bamboo shoot chicken is one of them.

Although pickled bamboo shoots are also found in other provinces of China, Heath's favorite is the pickled bamboo shoots from ethnic minorities. They taste sweet and sour, and the flavor can vary depending on the cooking method. Pickled bamboo shoot chicken is also a great choice if made with that kind of pickled bamboo shoot.

So Heath took out a large portion of the bamboo shoots to make pickled bamboo shoots. However, this was a very labor-intensive task, not to mention that the scallion duck also needed to be made into crab roe soup dumplings first. Therefore, Heath had to do the making of pickled bamboo shoots himself. Heath had not finished making them when the food truck arrived at the daily stall location.

"Good morning, is there breakfast today?" A familiar voice called out. Heath hurriedly put down the bamboo shoots in his hand and stood up. Then he saw the little boy he had seen yesterday, a boy named Karenia.

Heath turned to look at the leek duck, who shook its head. The crab roe soup dumplings weren't ready yet; they'd have to wait a while to get their first bite of the hot dumplings.

"Yes, but for now we can only offer jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes) and braised beef noodles. Crab roe soup dumplings will have to wait a while," Heath said with a smile. Karen smiled shyly, seemingly deep in thought.

"Then could I have one of these jianbing guozi? I have to go to class soon..." Karenia said shyly. Heath nodded. Looking at the boy in front of him, Heath was reminded of himself when he was in school.

Heath's pancake-making speed increased considerably, and he also handed the pancake menu to Karenia, asking him to see if he wanted to add anything. Karenia indeed chose to add a topping, but he added an egg.

"Karenya! You damn country bumpkin! You actually go to school from here!" Several voices, still going through puberty, were heard. Heath frowned and glanced over. Three boys, the same age as Karenya, walked over, looking arrogant and domineering. The one in the middle, in particular, had a hairstyle that looked like a hedgehog compared to Karenya's.

The term "school bullying" immediately came to mind, and a timid expression appeared on Karenia's face.

"You idiot who wets his pants, are you eating breakfast? Aren't you going to offer us some?" Three little brats walked over and surrounded Karenia, smiling as they put their arms around his neck.

Heath scratched his head. Were these guys taking him too lightly?

"What are you doing?" Heath asked, looking calmly at the three thugs in front of him, which stirred up some unpleasant memories for him.

"What's it to you, you stinky breakfast vendor?" The boy in the lead clearly didn't take Heath seriously. Heath's lips twitched. He never expected to encounter such an idiot in this world. Heath sighed helplessly, then stepped forward, grabbed the clothes of the two little brats with one hand, and lifted them both up with one hand.