I opened a restaurant in the Pokémon world.

But then Hiss suddenly paused for a moment. He had a bold idea. With that thought, Hiss took out the ingredient identifier from his pocket. Hess hadn't used this thing much recently, but now he could use it to look at some information about Mimikyu. Hiss was very curious about what kind of Pokémon Mimikyu was in the eyes of the ingredient identifier.

Mimikyu is inedible, has no definite physical size, and any cooking method will only result in cooking air. Its outer skin can be used as a dishcloth after peeling off. Please leave this cute, helpless, and weak little creature alone.

Heath was taken aback. Goodness, so Ghost-type Pokémon really can't be eaten? But for the system to say something like that, Heath felt really sorry for Mimikyu. Seeing how dirty it was, Heath felt sorry for it too.

However, when Heath looked up, he realized that Mimikyu had run away at some point and was hiding somewhere. Heath scratched his head, realizing that it must have sensed the special gaze of the food identifier.

Heath quickly prepared dinner for Officer Jenny and also made one for his own Pokémon. Finally, Heath took a plate and went out. He planned to find Mimikyu and give it the curry beef rice to try. Heath remembered Mimikyu's favorite flavor, so he was satisfied with the food.

"Mimiq?" Heath called out as he walked, and soon he found Mimiq, which was still huddled under its food cart. Heath pushed the food down and then patiently squatted down beside it, while Mimiq carefully crawled out and began to eat.

Mimikyu has a peculiar way of eating; it almost eats while lying on its stomach. But that's normal, since Mimikyu's mouth is on the bottom, so that's how it eats.

After finishing its meal, Mimikyu hesitated for a moment, then slowly moved out, carrying its bowl and chopsticks to Heath, and gently handed them to him. Heath was taken aback; he hadn't expected Mimikyu to come out, after all, Mimikyu was so timid that Heath doubted whether a firecracker would scare it to death.

But Mimikyu still came out. It came to Heath, trembling. Although it was clear that Mimikyu was very scared, it still looked at Heath.

Heath reached out his hand, and Mimikyu's body trembled. Heath took the bowl and chopsticks, then smiled and reached out to pat Mimikyu's head, but Mimikyu immediately ran away. Heath was a little helpless; this little guy was still as timid as ever. However, this was still a breakthrough; at least Mimikyu dared to come in front of him.

Heath hummed a little tune as she returned to the cafeteria. Officers were coming home for dinner. Heath stretched; it was time to entertain the tired Officers.

Chapter 276 Are Mentally Ill People Always Having Fun?

"Did you tidy up the dorm?" Heath heard Feng say this when he was getting food for her. Heath nodded; the dorm definitely needed to be tidied up.

If Heath doesn't tidy up, he feels restless and uneasy when he returns to his dorm and sees all that mess. Heath isn't actually a clean freak, but he is clean at home; he doesn't care about cleanliness outside.

"Tsk, I knew it was because I got so clean and tidy after I got back. It's obvious you made this." Jun Shafeng pouted. Heath helplessly scooped a full spoonful of curry for Jun Shafeng, and then put two fried eggs on her plate.

It's impossible not to clean. Officer Jenny's dormitory is a mess, but that's just her personality. If Officer Jenny suddenly stopped doing this one day, Heath would start to doubt whether this Sister Feng was real. Just thinking about that messy dormitory gives Heath a headache. She's only been away for a short time now. What will her dormitory be like after she completes all the town missions?

Thinking about this, Heath felt that his idea of ​​going to Pallet Town was still pretty good. After all, after going to Pallet Town, he could pass through Evergreen City on his way back, so he could come back to visit Sister Feng and tidy up the dormitory.

However, this is not a foolproof solution. After all, when Heath leaves Pallet Town for Deep Grey City again, it will mean a long journey. It may take more than a year to return to Evergreen City. It is still unknown what kind of mess Maple will make of the dormitory in that year.

After getting his share for Officer Jenny, Heath got one for himself too. They had all eaten the green onion duck, but Heath hadn't. Sitting across from Maple for a meal seemed like a good option, and thinking about it made Heath feel cheerful.

"Speaking of which, Heath, do you remember the two missions I introduced to you before?" Sister Feng said to Heath while drinking tea. She had already finished eating, and she ate very quickly, which made Heath worry that Sister Feng might have a stomach problem. However, thinking about the almost abnormal physical condition of people in the Pokémon world, Heath felt that she was probably fine.

“A mission? I remember.” Heath paused for a moment, then nodded. He remembered that Sister Feng had given him two missions: one was to cook for the prisoners in the prison, and the other was to cook for the patients in the mental hospital. But what did Sister Feng mean by that?

But Heath quickly realized that the reason Sister Feng said this was probably because she planned to introduce more missions to her. That was actually a good thing. Heath also planned to close her business early tomorrow. If she could take on a mission, then she wouldn't have to work tomorrow.

"It's like this, there's a prisoner who committed a serious crime and was sentenced to... death. We usually grant prisoners' last wishes before execution, and her wish is to eat a bowl of oyakodon (chicken and egg rice bowl), so we're asking you to do it." Officer Jenny said earnestly. Heath was stunned for a moment. Just one person? If it's just one, Heath will still have to keep operating. Heath was thinking that if there were more orders, she could stop operating.

"Okay." Heath nodded anyway. This was probably what they called a last meal before death. Heath felt he had to take this kind of thing seriously. However, the idea of ​​a cuddle meal with his own child was giving Heath a bit of a headache.

The so-called "chicken and egg rice bowl" actually refers to eggs and chicken stir-fried together. It's probably named this strangely because eggs and chicken are considered like parents and children. Heath has never made it before, but that doesn't matter. Heath can find relevant recipes online and make a delicious chicken and egg rice bowl.

"There's another task. The director of that mental hospital told me that some patients are making a fuss about wanting to eat your cooking, so he wants you to go to the mental hospital tomorrow and make lunch for those patients, about seventy-two people," Officer Jenny added. Heath's lips twitched. These tasks really were coming one after another. But that was fine too. Heath wouldn't have to work tomorrow. After making lunch for the mental patients, Heath could take his Pokémon to the comic convention. This was Heath's first time attending a comic convention in the Pokémon world.

“Okay.” Heath nodded. Although Heath had some savings now, it was still good to earn more money. He could also increase the satisfaction of his customers, giving him a chance to exchange for those rare ingredients.

However, the thought of going to a mental hospital made Heath's expression somewhat complicated. It was his first time going to a mental hospital, and he didn't know how it differed from other places. People said that mental patients were often happy, and Heath was quite curious about what daily life was like in a mental hospital.

While eating, Heath chatted with Sister Feng. Heath noticed that Officer Jenny left in a hurry after finishing her meal, and he didn't know what she was going to do, but Heath didn't pay much attention to it.

"It feels like it's been ages since I've been back here." Zoroia rested her head on Heath's head, her face full of reminiscence. Heath gave her a light flick on the forehead. It hadn't been long since she left, why was she talking like it was a life-or-death situation?

As soon as Heath opened the dormitory door, he saw that Sister Feng was already lying on the sofa, and Lao Feng was skillfully lying down at Sister Feng's feet, using his body as a dog meat cushion. Heath wanted to laugh a little. For the past four years, this was the scene Heath had seen every time he returned to the dormitory.

That's a bit of an exaggeration, since in the beginning, Sister Feng still had some self-respect and always sat upright when she came back. But as she got to know Heath better, she gradually revealed her true personality.

Heath didn't mind at all, content to be a little housekeeper in the dormitory. As for any other thoughts, Heath had no other ideas. In Heath's eyes, Sister Feng was just her older sister, and had no other identity with her.

However, when Lao Feng saw Heath, he excitedly rushed over and pounced on Heath, licking Heath's face with his big tongue. Heath pushed Lao Feng's head away with some helplessness.

Anyone who has ever owned a large dog knows how smelly a dog's saliva is, the bigger the dog, the smellier it is. Heath felt like he was about to suffocate. Old Feng's way of expressing his joy was still so unique. Heath rubbed Old Feng's head, and its tail was wagging like it was having a seizure. The big green duck that was walking towards the bedroom was slapped on the ground by its tail and fell down. It was dizzy and lightheaded. Heath wanted to laugh a little.

Chapter 277 Mental Hospital

Lying on the long-missed little bed, Heath slept soundly. Although this little bed was not as comfortable as the one in Heath's own dining car, Heath felt that the bed he had slept in for a long time was more comfortable, so Heath did not plan to change his own bed.

That night, Heath didn't have any nightmares. In fact, Heath felt like he didn't even dream. It was as if he had just fallen asleep and woke up the next day.

"Although it seems that sleep quality is better when you don't dream, it still feels a bit strange. After all, if you don't dream at all, that's probably what it feels like to die." The next morning, Heath yawned and got out of bed. Then, he skillfully grabbed Zorua by the neck and walked out of the living room. However, this time Heath didn't see Charizard, which made Heath pause for a moment, feeling a long-lost sense of unease.

"Well, that makes sense, it's a dorm after all." Heath chuckled. Charmeleon and the others were still hanging on his waist; he had put them in a Poké Ball and hadn't taken them out.

Heath opened the window and glanced outside. The sky over Evergreen City was still dark, but Heath wasn't in a hurry. The market was closed today, so Heath planned to go to the market later and then head to the mental hospital. As for the exact location, Sister Feng had already told Heath that it wasn't far.

Heath originally thought that mental hospitals were usually located in some remote, desolate place, preferably with a basement or something, where some horrific experiments would be conducted, and it would be even better if some poor, desperate reporter would come to visit with a DV camera.

Unfortunately, this mental hospital is quite normal. It's located near the municipal hospital in Changqing City. Although it's not in the city center, it's still a relatively lively area, and its name is very ordinary...

ordinary?

Heath paused for a moment, then took out his phone and glanced at it. The name of the mental hospital was Giant Pool Rock Mental Hospital. Heath wanted to complain about the name, but thankfully, as long as it wasn't Arkham Asylum, he could accept it.

Heath pushed open the dormitory door and quickly walked back to her dining cart. Her toiletries and Pokémon's toiletries were all in the cart. So, for Heath right now, living in the dining cart was more convenient than living in the dormitory. However, living in the dormitory gave Heath a sense of security. It was a hard feeling to describe, but Heath always felt that this was probably the feeling of home. Having a home meant that her heart had a place to rely on, and Heath liked this feeling very much.

"Trainer, Trainer, when are we going to the comic convention?" Zoroya was extremely excited today, and didn't even sleep in, which amazed Hiss, since Zoroya is usually the type to sleep until he's dead.

"I'll finish this task first, then I can go." Heath glanced at his phone. His schedule for today was unusual. First, he had to go to the mental hospital to prepare food for the patients, and then he had to go to the prison to make a last meal for the prisoner. This made Heath feel inexplicably complicated.

"Is there anything I can help with?" Zoroya asked expectantly. Hiss's lips twitched. This guy really was the type who wouldn't do anything without a reason. Usually, he would refuse or shirk his responsibilities when asked for Zoroya's help, but unexpectedly, under the temptation of the comic convention, Zoroya was actually thinking of taking the initiative to help. This was truly a strange thing.

Heath thought about it and realized there really wasn't anything he needed Zorua's help with. After all, Heath and Farfetch'd could handle the cooking. As for Zorua, Heath figured she could probably only act cute right now, but neither of today's occasions were suitable for that. Maybe going to the mental hospital to act cute would arouse some strange desires in them? Heath thought it was better not to cause trouble for herself.

After a quick wash, Heath drove his food truck to the Evergreen City market to buy some ingredients he needed. However, in the market, Heath encountered an unexpected yet somewhat predictable old customer.

“Mr. Sakaki?” Heath looked at Mr. Sakaki in surprise. He really didn’t expect to meet Mr. Sakaki at the market in Evergreen City. However, it’s not that Mr. Sakaki can’t cook. After all, Heath remembered that Mr. Sakaki was actually a pretty good chef. It’s just that Heath remembered that Mr. Sakaki rarely appeared at the market so early.

"Good morning, Heath. Are you here to buy groceries?" Mr. Sakaki greeted Heath with a smile. Heath noticed that he was holding a newspaper with the headline: the Indigo League was holding a referendum on whether to install cameras in the League's major cities.

"Hmm, Mr. Giovanni, why are you here so early today?" Farfetch'd followed Heath's side, happily waving its wings at Giovanni. It knew that this man and its trainer had a relationship similar to that of friends.

Mr. Sakaki smiled and pointed to the time on the newspaper. Heath glanced at it and then instantly realized why Mr. Sakaki had gotten up so early—probably to snag some wild mushrooms at the morning market.

In the world of Pokémon, wild mushrooms are also a very delicious ingredient. However, Viridian City cannot compare with the Indigo League. In the Indigo League, wild mushrooms are readily available, but in Viridian City, wild mushrooms are in high demand and require scrambling. This is because most of the good wild mushrooms are sold to out-of-town merchants who buy them at high prices, and only a small portion of the good wild mushrooms enter the market with individual mushroom pickers.

But as the saying goes, the early bird catches the worm. The same applies to buying wild mushrooms. If you want to buy good wild mushrooms, you have to get up early. Otherwise, if you get up late, you can only buy some defective products.

Heath and Giovanni walked into the market with a smile. It must be said that Giovanni's disguise was really good. You couldn't tell that Giovanni was a bad person at all. When the vegetable vendors saw Giovanni, they would enthusiastically bring out their freshest and best ingredients for him to choose from. Moreover, Giovanni would not bully or look down on others. After buying vegetables, he would also chat with the vendors and say thank you.

Heath felt that this was the demeanor of a qualified Rockets leader. Not every bad guy is vicious and ruthless; the truly bad guys often act like good guys.

"Hmm? What kind of wild mushroom is this?" Sakaki squatted down curiously and picked out a wild mushroom with a strange shape. It was a very brightly colored wild mushroom, which looked like it was poisonous.

Chapter 278 Zoroya: The deluxe ball is more comfortable!

Here's a little-known fact that's sometimes reliable and sometimes not: wild mushrooms can generally be distinguished by their appearance. Brightly colored ones are likely to be poisonous. Of course, not every wild mushroom can be classified this way. Some wild mushrooms with very pure colors may actually be highly poisonous, such as some white Amanita mushrooms. Eating them would basically be a happy anniversary of your death.

"Mr. Sakaki, these are evergreen mushrooms, a specialty of our Evergreen City. They taste delicious." The vegetable vendor clearly recognized Sakaki and said with a smile, while Heath stood by watching.

Evergreen mushrooms, wild mushrooms I've never seen before, but they do look quite unique. After all, they're such vibrant wild mushrooms. I wonder what the first person who tried them was thinking. Heath thinks he probably wouldn't dare to take a bite.

As Heath walked around the market with Mr. Sakaki, he saw many interesting wild mushrooms. Sakaki also bought a lot of ingredients, which Heath noticed were mostly wild mushrooms. It seemed that Mr. Sakaki was planning to prepare a feast entirely of wild mushrooms.

Heath didn't disturb Sakaki. The way to cook wild mushrooms is relatively simple. After all, wild mushrooms taste very good, and you can cook a delicious pot of wild mushrooms by just boiling them randomly. However, you need to be careful to choose wild mushrooms that are not poisonous, or those that are poisonous but can be eaten after cooking. Otherwise, this delicious wild mushroom may be the last memory of a person's life.

Heath chuckled as he returned to his food truck, setting its destination to Giant Pool Rock Mental Hospital. He then turned to prepare breakfast for his Pokémon. Today's breakfast consisted of very ordinary soy milk and fried dough sticks, though in the Pokémon world, soy milk and fried dough sticks could be considered a rather novel food.

"Trainer, Trainer, where are we going now?" Zoroya asked curiously, sipping his soy milk. Hiss scratched his head. Where else could they go? Of course, it was the Giant Pool Rock Mental Hospital.

"We're going to a weird place, but once we get there you'll all have to go into my Poké Balls." Heath said with a chuckle. This was a rule that Sister Feng mentioned yesterday. Because of the special nature of the Giant Pool Rock Mental Hospital, apart from medical staff and security personnel, no one else is allowed to bring their own Pokémon into the hospital.

According to Sister Feng, someone once brought a Pokémon in, only to find out upon its return that the Pokémon had been indoctrinated with dangerous ideas and ultimately attacked its trainer, causing a disturbance. This is the main reason why mental hospitals do not allow Pokémon to enter.

"I don't want to go into the Poké Ball." Zoroa looked reluctant. Hiss was a little helpless, but to be honest, the Poké Ball was indeed something Hiss was very curious about. After all, in the game, the Poké Ball had the ability to shrink Pokémon and suck them in, and it seemed to be able to ignore weight, which was terrifying.

In the world of Pokémon, there are many Pokémon with astonishing height or weight. Just imagine how terrifying it would be to put these Pokémon into such a small Poké Ball. Humans don't even feel it. Even when Snorlax is put into a Poké Ball, the human carrying Snorlax only feels the weight of the Poké Ball, maybe a little heavier.

This world also has categories of Poké Balls, such as Great Balls and Ultra Balls, and even Luxury Balls. This made Hiss very curious about how Pokémon would feel if they were put into Poké Balls. Thinking of this, Hiss couldn't help but ask Zoroah.

"Hmm? Inside the Poké Ball? It's just a small room. I'd be more comfortable if you could give me a Luxury Ball." Zoroa perched on Hiss's head, speaking excitedly. Hiss pursed his lips. Luxury Balls are very expensive, and not only are they expensive, but they're also quite difficult to obtain. After all, Luxury Balls can't compare to Ultra Balls in terms of cost-effectiveness. Unless you're someone who's not short of money, very few people use Luxury Balls.

"I'll give you a chance to change them slowly, but is there nothing in the Poké Ball?" Hiss was a little curious. He had wondered what would happen if a human were sucked into a Poké Ball.

"Yeah, there's nothing there, just a door. If we don't like the people who capture us, we'll break down the door and leave. If we do like them, we'll wait for the trainer to open the door." Zoroya nodded. She had been captured before, so she knew about it. Besides, she was currently living in Hiss's Poké Ball, but it was too boring there, so Zoroya often chose not to go into the Poké Ball.

Heath pondered for a moment. It seemed there was a reason for the different prices of Poké Balls. Heath had once heard a wealthy man say that he had specially customized a set of Poké Balls for his Pokémon. Each Poké Ball was priced at a whopping 320,000 League Coins, which was no small sum. However, the wealthy man had ordered a set of six. That price could buy a 90-square-meter house in Evergreen City.

However, the tycoon said the money was well spent, as his Pokémon could enjoy a more comfortable life, which made Heath, who was still pushing a stroller at the time, sigh about the unpredictability of life.

"I've stayed in a luxury pod! The bad guy who dragged me here from my house used a luxury pod to capture me. That luxury pod was amazing, it was like a mini villa inside! I could even roll around on the bed, it was so comfortable!" Soroya said proudly. Heath clicked his tongue, no wonder it was a luxury pod, but it certainly lived up to its price.

Heath remembered that the Friendship Store in Evergreen City sold Deluxe Balls. If Heath remembered correctly, a Deluxe Ball cost about 42,000 League Coins, and sometimes it would drop to 41,000 League Coins when it was on sale. The price of Poké Balls has always been very stable.

Heath looked out the car window. Evergreen City was deserted in the morning. Heath's food truck drove smoothly through the quiet streets and arrived at Heath's destination, Giant Pool Rock Mental Hospital, without any major traffic jams.

However, judging from its appearance alone, Giant Pool Rock Mental Hospital really does meet Heath's expectations. It looks like it wouldn't even need a special set to be used for a horror movie; its appearance alone is terrifying.

However, the guards at the entrance still made the Giant Pool Rock Mental Hospital seem quite normal. Heath drove over with a smile, greeted the guards' questions, and then went inside the Giant Pool Rock Mental Hospital to cook. Heath also planned to check on his guests.

Chapter 279 Jade Disease?

This time, the Giant Pool Rock Mental Hospital system didn't issue any strange missions, which disappointed Heath. He had originally thought that if there were missions, he might be able to make some money, but unexpectedly, the system showed no intention of issuing any missions. There was no response from yesterday to today. Although Heath was a little disappointed, he still had to make money.

"Hello, I'm the head of the logistics department at Giant Pool Rock Mental Hospital. You must be the chef recommended by Captain Officer Jenny, right?" As soon as Heath entered Giant Pool Rock Mental Hospital, he saw a friendly man in a white coat approaching him. The man was very energetic, and Heath had never seen this man before.

It seems the other person must lead a rather monotonous life. After all, Heath's stall is located at a busy traffic hub in Evergreen City, where traffic jams sometimes occur. However, Heath has never actually seen any of these people wearing white coats from the Giant Pool Rock Mental Hospital before.

However, it's hard to say whether it's because Heath's location is relatively far away. After all, Evergreen City is quite large, and it took Heath more than 30 minutes to drive there.

"Yes, it's a pleasure to meet you, Minister. May I ask if you could show me to the patients who will be having their meal? I need to prepare meals that are more suitable for their tastes," Heath said politely, then made a request, which the Minister of Logistics readily agreed to.

"It's currently the off-hours at Giant Pool Rock Psychiatric Hospital. The patients here usually don't get up until 8:30 in the morning. Of course, there are exceptions, so please be careful. These patients can be quite irritable at times." The minister warmly led Heath into Giant Pool Rock Psychiatric Hospital. The place looked similar to a regular hospital, except it was very quiet. The nurses on duty were also very quiet, focusing intently on the monitors on the television.

This is very important. If a patient escapes due to negligence, or gets hold of something sharp that could harm them, it would be extremely dangerous. This is something that Geochiam Psychiatric Hospital has always been trying to avoid.

This appears to be a normal mental hospital.

Heath looked around with some curiosity. In his previous life in China, mental illness or neurosis was generally used as an insult, which led to many people having some misunderstandings about mental illness and neurosis. It seemed that these people were associated with madness. But in fact, not every mentally ill person is a madman. Some mentally ill people's outward manifestations make them look more like pitiful people who are tormenting themselves.

“There’s a patient with depression living here,” the minister said to Heath in a low voice. This was Heath’s first guest. Heath glanced at the room curiously and saw a woman lying on the bed. Her long, messy hair covered her face, making it impossible to see her features. However, Heath noticed that the woman’s favorite and least favorite flavors surprised him. The woman’s only favorite flavor was spicy, while she disliked all other flavors.

"Isn't depression a mental illness? Why was she sent here?" Heath didn't quite understand. Given the size of Changqing City Hospital, depression treatments were usually conducted there.

"Because this patient is quite extreme, if she were to be removed from the restraint garment and the care of others, she would be very likely to commit suicide, so her family sent her to us." The minister continued walking forward. Depression is troublesome, but it is relatively easier to handle compared to other patients.