I opened a restaurant in the Pokémon world.

Chapter 219 Chefs also need moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic, and labor skills.

As lunchtime approached, Heath's food truck became much busier, with all sorts of customers making different requests. Heath prepared different dishes according to these requests. After lunchtime, the flow of people decreased, and Heath's food truck was almost sold out.

"Karenya, we're closed for today. Do you want me to stamp this for you?" Heath took the bowls and chopsticks that Karenya had brought over and said to her with a smile. Karenya nodded shyly, then took out a form from her bag and asked Heath to sign it.

"Brother Heath, it's 3:20 PM now, right?" Karenia said with a smile. Heath said "Oh," without checking his phone yet, but he still finished signing Karenia's social practice form first, and then handed the form to Karenia, who left happily.

"Having a waiter isn't bad. If I weren't traveling, hiring a waiter would be a good idea." Heath yawned, then tidied up the tables and chairs outside. He was almost ready to close up shop, but he figured there wouldn't be any customers coming to eat now.

Heath glanced at his phone; it was 2:20 PM. There was still plenty of time. Heath planned to wander around the Quartz Alliance, hoping to find some clues about edible quartz. Although relying on the Magic Conch wasn't out of the question, Heath didn't want to keep trying to see if he was lucky or unlucky.

“Speaking of which, it’s about time I got my Dream Wine certified by the Food and Drug Administration.” Heath hesitated for a moment, then drove the food truck to the Food and Drug Administration, bringing in the wine made with Darkrai’s Tears for certification. The certification was for homemade wine, since industrial wine requires a factory and a production line, which is very troublesome, and Heath didn’t have any of those things.

The certification process is very simple. First, you get a number, then you go to the laboratory to provide your wine to obtain an analysis report, and finally, you wait for your number to be called. After verification, a decision can be made on whether the wine can be put on the market.

The certification process went very smoothly. Heath completed the certification in a short time and then received a liquor license. Heath's Dream Liquor could now be officially listed for sale, which made Heath very satisfied. After all, the sale of liquor is a very profitable industry, and what's more, Heath's costs were basically zero. He only needed to provide drinking water.

"Huh? You...you're Heath?" A strange voice called out. Heath turned around in confusion and saw a girl he had never seen before staring at him in surprise. Heath scratched his head. Who is this?

"It really is you, Mr. Heath. Hello, I am the head of the research department of Siluf Corporation. It's a pleasure to meet you!" The girl smiled and extended her hand. She was wearing a tennis outfit and carrying a black tennis bag, so it was clear that she was going to play tennis.

"Ah... It's nice to meet you. Is there anything I can help you with?" Hiss looked at the girl in front of him blankly. He knew about the Silph Company, after all, it was one of the leading companies in the Kanto Alliance. Hiss's food truck was established through the Silph Company.

However, what Heath couldn't understand was why this guy who claimed to be the head of the research department at the Shiruff Corporation wanted to talk to him.

"I've always been curious about who won our company's lucky draw. What do you think of our company's new portable kitchen?" The girl was very enthusiastic, and after holding back for a while, Heath finally shared his thoughts.

However, Hiss's expression was somewhat strange. He originally thought that the system's "reasonable" button was just a deceptive tactic using the name of the Shilf Company, but he didn't expect it to actually have an impact on the people of the Shilf Company. It truly lived up to its reputation as a cheat code.

After learning about it, the girl smiled and told Heath about some new ideas the Siluf Corporation had for mobile food trucks. Heath listened absentmindedly, occasionally chiming in. If it weren't for the fact that it was impolite to interrupt someone, Heath would have turned around and left. He was planning to go and explore other places.

You've triggered a temporary task: chefs need to develop morally, intellectually, physically, aesthetically, and practically.

Defeat Nami in the tennis match to receive a random reward.

Heath was stunned for a moment. This could actually trigger a mission? Heath's expression instantly turned strange because he remembered that the girl in front of him was the one who called herself Nami. So, he was going to have to fight her?

"Um, Miss Nami, are you going to play tennis?" After discovering that there was a mission here, Heath became much more enthusiastic. He spoke to Nami with a smile, and Nami nodded. She was indeed planning to play tennis.

"I also like playing tennis. Can we play a match?" Heath was even happier. He didn't really know much about tennis, but he had watched some tennis matches. He thought it was similar to badminton.

"Eh? Great! My partner had an upset stomach today and couldn't come. I was wondering how to find someone to practice with~" Nami agreed without hesitation. Heath breathed a sigh of relief. Now all that was left was to try her best to win this tennis match.

However, Heath then completely revealed his lack of experience. He didn't have a tennis racket or tennis balls, let alone a tennis outfit. In the end, Heath shakily took out his wallet, paid for a tennis racket and six tennis balls, and gritted his teeth to buy an outfit.

When Heath found Nami with his tennis racket, changed his clothes, and found her, Nami was looking at Heath with a strange expression.

"Um... Mr. Heath, are you sure you've ever played tennis?" Nami looked at Heath suspiciously. She had seen him without a tennis racket and tennis clothes just now, and Heath didn't look like the type who knew how to play.

"Ahem, I know a little bit." Heath scratched his head. He remembered that tennis required hitting the ball into the opponent's court so that the opponent couldn't catch it in time.

Nami gave a stiff smile and then stood over. She had already decided that she would treat the upcoming match as a lesson and give Heath some face.

Heath took a deep breath. This was a competition with a reward, and Heath was determined to win.

Heath tried hard to recall his knowledge of tennis, then picked up a tennis ball, weighed it in his hand, and tossed it up. He wanted to try a smash!

Grip the racket tightly, use your waist, abdomen, shoulder and arm muscles to exert force, and Heath swings the racket hard!

Chapter 220 Nami Taking Care of Her Junior

Compared to Heath's nervousness, Nami was much calmer. She watched Heath's serve and found it to be amateurish, which made Nami sigh inwardly. It seemed that this match could be played casually, and there was nothing to look forward to.

This amateur level is obviously someone who has never played tennis before. I'll probably just give him a quick win and make sure he doesn't lose too badly. After all, face is something you give to each other, right?

So, where should I go with my best friend later? I heard Quartz Mall recently got a new batch of luxury bags. Should I buy one to keep as a collectible? Although they're a bit pricey, compared to the high salary Siluf offers, it doesn't seem like much...

Just as Nami was lost in thought, she suddenly felt something flash in the corner of her eye. The next second, a loud noise came from behind her. Nami's pupils contracted instantly, and she subconsciously turned around to look. A hole appeared in the barbed wire behind her.

"Um... fifteen to zero!" The stadium staff member acting as referee stared blankly at the scene, and it took him a long time to realize what had just happened. He swallowed hard in alarm, and then cautiously raised the flag.

"Eh? Eh? Eh?" Nami was even more surprised. Could that have been a tennis ball? That thing was a tennis ball?

Nami's only memory of that thing was something like "a white mouse darted by," but she never expected it to be a tennis ball? Or rather, that it was actually a tennis ball? Was this a tennis ball that Heath served?

Heath calmly looked at the opponent. He had used about 80% of his strength in that swing, but the effect seemed a bit too exaggerated. The tennis ball had become a disposable item. If it weren't for the cement barrier, it really would have been a disposable item. And Miss Nami must have been lost in thought just now, right?

So this is the world of the strong? They're so humble towards newcomers like me.

"Miss Nami, I will definitely study hard!" Heath said earnestly. He still wanted to win this battle, and he didn't intend to miss the reward of the cheat.

"Eh... well... I'll try my best..." Nami, who had just watched the replay, swallowed hard. A physics formula suddenly popped into her mind: the load-bearing capacity of the wire mesh and the mass of the tennis ball itself. With that terrifying speed, to make the tennis ball smash through the wire mesh, the force required was...

Nami gasped. Her sharp mind made her realize in an instant how much force Heath had applied to the tennis ball. Being hit by a tennis ball at that speed would be almost the same as being hit by a car.

Nami is an excellent researcher, and she can't make mistakes in these basic physics formulas. Having played tennis on this tennis court so many times, Nami is quite confident in how much force this wire mesh can withstand. It is precisely because of this that Nami's expression changed when she looked at Heath.

This isn't human! Nami felt like she was playing tennis against a monster. Playing tennis with other people could be described as communication, but with Heath...

Nami swallowed hard. She felt as if she saw a humanoid monster standing in front of her, with a sinister smile on its face, saying, "If you want to play tennis with me, be prepared to die."

Nami's legs were trembling slightly.

Heath took a new tennis ball from the staff member; the previous ball had been inspected and was no longer usable.

Heath narrowed his eyes. It seemed that he hadn't used 80% of his strength just now. He really needed to go all out to get Nami to take him seriously.

"This is my all." Heath mustered all his strength this time and swung the tennis racket violently. Nami closed her eyes in horror. She couldn't bear to look at the terrifying tennis ball. She even held the racket up, trying to protect her vital parts.

"Hmm..." The referee looked at the tennis ball that had fallen to the ground. The tennis ball had split into countless pieces in front of the referee's eyes, and the tennis racket in Heath's hand was also damaged. This made the referee take a look at Heath. Did this guy just use the tennis racket to dismember the tennis ball by swinging the racket?

However, the serve failed and the ball fell to the ground, making it clear that Heath had lost the game.

"Due to a service error, the serve is changed." The referee gave the summary, and Nami saw the tennis ball that had failed to serve.

"I give up!" Nami decisively raised her hand. The outcome of the tennis match was completely insignificant. All Nami wanted to do now was to go shopping with her best friend and calm her uneasy heart through shopping.

Huh? Heath stared blankly at Nami, who had conceded defeat, then glanced at the freakish referee, scratched his head, and realized that his tennis skills were indeed still lacking. Nami had deliberately conceded defeat to save face for him.

Heath sighed, hoping that when he saw Nami next time, he could repay this kind person properly. After all, anyone who could help Heath complete his mission quickly was a good person.

[You've completed the task that chefs also need moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic, and labor development; you've received a bottle of hair growth serum.]

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Heath's lips twitched. He touched his hair; his hairline was healthy, with no signs of baldness. Heath was the type of person who didn't easily lose hair, but he hadn't expected to be given a bottle of hair growth serum. Heath sighed. Oh well, better than nothing.

"Miss Nami..." Heath thought of the caring senior standing opposite him and was about to thank her when he looked up and realized that Miss Nami had left sometime earlier, and the referee had also disappeared sometime earlier.

Heath scratched his head blankly. "Oh well," he thought, "next time I see Nami, I'll cook her a nice meal. That should be enough to express my gratitude. But the price..."

A 10% discount would be fine; after all, he still needs to make money. Heath doesn't even own a house right now, and he feels that his future path is long and arduous.

"Then let's go back. It's time to prepare dinner for the Officer Jennys..."

Chapter 221 Old Lady's Past and the Nursing Home

“Aunt Officer Jenny, do you have any clues about your edible quartz? I’ve been researching it for a long time.” Heath sat helplessly on a chair in the cafeteria. Opposite him sat old Officer Jenny, whose name was Night, a rather unusual name.

Heath was actually a little curious. The name Night sounded dark, so why would such a powerful figure as Old Lady Jenny choose it? Heath knew a bit about Old Lady Jenny because he had heard many of the Jenny ladies discussing her great achievements.

It was practically like a novel, or even an epic of heroes.

For example, someone infiltrated a dark organization that had been lurking in the Indigo League and the Johto League for a very long time. Compared to that dark organization, Team Rocket was practically a nobody. According to rumors, during that most chaotic period, three of the Indigo League's Elite Four were from that dark organization, which held very important positions in many important parts of the League.

The rumors at the time said that the Quartz Alliance was in charge during the day, while that evil organization was in charge at night.

This reminded Heath of Hydra, the organization that parasitized S.H.I.E.L.D., and the Quartz Alliance and the City Alliance back then were just like S.H.I.E.L.D. The fuse that struck hard and completely crushed this organization was this old lady in front of him.

She infiltrated the organization alone and obtained crucial clues, playing a decisive role in helping the Alliance's investigators wipe out some of the organization's high-ranking members. Therefore, this old Jenny gave herself a new name: Jenny Night.

It is said that Old Lady Jenny wasn't always called this. Originally, she had a different name, but after personally covering the coffin of that dark organization with the last layer of soil, she changed her name.

“Oh dear, little one, don’t be in such a hurry. I used to be an Officer Jenny, I didn’t have time to listen to those old masters’ explorations. But if you’re really interested, you could go to the Quartz Nursing Home and ask the head chef there, maybe he’ll give you an answer.” The old Officer Jenny said with a smile. Heath rolled his eyes helplessly. If the old Officer Jenny’s actions weren’t truly respectable, Heath would definitely have asked why she was telling him so late.

Watching Old Lady Jenny tease her Growlithe and then leave the cafeteria, Heath sighed, then shook her head and left the cafeteria, returning to her food cart.

"The Quartz Nursing Home?" Heath glanced at his phone. The location of the Quartz Nursing Home was easy to find; it was in a very special place in the Quartz Federation, special because it was near the largest cemetery in the Quartz Federation.

However, there was still a lot of news about Quartz Nursing Home, such as the nursing home with the lowest threshold and the nursing home with heavy debts. Heath patiently read these news articles and sketched out a rough picture of Quartz Nursing Home in his mind.

A nursing home where even homeless old men can enter, a place with no revenue and all income invested in the nursing home, a unique place. Rumor has it that the Quartz Nursing Home is full of stubborn old people, and some even complain that their mothers donated all their inheritance to the nursing home after moving in.

"The time is... it doesn't seem too late to go now, should we go take a look?" Heath became a little interested. This nursing home was quite far from where Heath was, but the advantage was that he could park anywhere there, so Heath could sleep there for the night without any problems.

Thinking about how edible quartz was made, Heath couldn't resist any longer. He put on his clothes, put down his phone, rushed into the food truck, and then drove it towards the Quartz Nursing Home.

However, Heath encountered some minor trouble while passing through the Officers' parking lot checkpoint.

"Heath? Are you going out so late?" The guard was one of Heath's 'acquaintances'. He was called an acquaintance, but it was really just because this guy would always pretend to be pitiful during meals, trying to get more food from Heath's big spoon.

Honestly, Heath was incredibly generous with the food for these Officers' Days. She always scooped out a large spoonful without hesitation. If she had worked in the school cafeteria in her previous life, she probably would have been nicknamed "Cooking Hero" after a week. Moreover, as a chef who had lived in the Officers' Day dormitory in Evergreen City for four years, Heath was very confident in the appetites of these Officers' Days. However, she couldn't resist the fact that this one was a big eater. Heath thought she could probably rival Snorlax in appetite.

“Yes, I’m going to the Quartz Nursing Home.” Heath said with a smile. Officer Jenny nodded, then took out a pass and handed it to Heath.

“If you’re going to the nursing home, you’d better keep this in your car, otherwise you might run into some trouble.” Officer Jenny said with a smile. Heath took it with some curiosity. It was Officer Jenny’s special pass, and there was a Growlithe’s paw print on the bottom.

"What trouble?" Heath asked curiously. He didn't quite understand why there would be trouble, it was just a nursing home.

"Hehe, you'll see when the time comes~" Officer Jenny happily let them pass. Heath's lips twitched. Why did this nursing home feel so strange?

Although he was puzzled, Heath was determined to go. This was a clue that had been hard to come by. For someone like Heath, who could only get the Moon Viewing Black avatar by playing Onmyoji, the success rate of asking about the Magical Conch once a day was too low. Heath decided to find a way to obtain the method of making edible quartz himself.

"Trainer, where are you going?" Zoroa jumped out curiously and perched on Hiss's head.

"Nursing home, what's wrong?" Heath set up the autopilot and sat quietly in the food cart, looking at the menu.

"Um~ Are your shoulders sore? Do you want me to massage them for you~" Zoroia said in a very ingratiating way. Heath shook his head helplessly. He now understood why his parents knew everything he wanted to do in his previous life.

"Speak, what do you want?" Heath looked at Soroya with annoyance. This little guy must have something he needed help with, or he must have done something wrong.

"Um... it's spring sale lately... can I get an advance on my salary to buy some games?" Zoroya nervously rubbed his hands together. Hiss pursed his lips, "Just as I thought."

But then Heath thought of something interesting and smiled.

Chapter 222 Nursing Home

"Advance payment of wages is definitely not an option." Heath shook his head, then glanced out the window. The Quartz Union was still brightly lit, with many vehicles on the streets, making it impossible to tell that it was already night.

Zoroah's ears drooped, looking listless, and then he dejectedly decided to go back to the rest room to continue resting. As expected, trainers would never let him receive an advance on his salary. It was just a pity about the spring sale games. Zoroah had clearly seen many good games with huge discounts, and those discounted prices made him have an urge to buy, buy, buy.

Unfortunately, if trainers don't pay in advance, then they won't be able to buy those games.