I opened a restaurant in the Pokémon world.

"Ahem... Well, sorry, my Fierce Ice Sea Bream Mountain is sold out." Heath turned around and gave a stiff smile. Sure enough, behind him were Dialga with a gloomy face and Deoxys with a playful smile. These two arrived so quickly.

Dialga glanced at the cleaver in Hiss's hand, his face turning as black as ink. However, Dialga took several deep breaths, seemingly suppressing his anger. After a while, Dialga's expression returned to normal, which relieved Hiss.

But the next second, Dialga grabbed Heath's collar, his face contorted with barely suppressed rage.

"You bastard!... Cook properly for me!" Dialga roared, drawing involuntary glances from those around him. Heath smiled awkwardly; if it were him, he would probably be just as angry. However, even in his extreme rage, Dialga only spat in his own face. Dialga, you're too gentle.

"Um... have you eaten? Do you want me to make you some noodles?" Heath scratched his head. It wasn't good to take someone else's kitchen knife, and judging from Dialga's expression, he seemed quite uncomfortable. It would be better to make them some delicious food, which might cheer them up.

Deochis's eyes lit up, and he took a bag out of his pocket and handed it to Heath. Heath took it curiously and looked at it. It was a bag of pork ribs, but they didn't look like they had been cut yet, and a large piece of something that looked like ginger paste, which made Heath pause for a moment.

To be honest, Heath had seen garlic mashed into minced garlic before, but it was rare to see ginger mashed like this. Moreover, Heath seemed to vaguely notice that the minced ginger resembled a... fist mark?

Heath wasn't quite sure, because before he could see clearly, Dialga picked up the bag and shook it, causing the ginger paste to loosen considerably.

Dialga shook his hand expressionlessly, completely removing the ginger paste that might or might not have been there.

"Can you cook spare ribs?" Dialga asked Heath. Heath immediately nodded. What a joke! A Chinese chef who can't cook spare ribs? Who does he think he is? Heath could cook a whole table of spare ribs, and he could even make sure that no two kinds of spare ribs were the same.

"Of course, what kind of ribs would you like to eat?" Heath said confidently. Let alone ribs, even if Dialga wanted to eat a full Manchu Han Imperial Feast today, Heath would agree without hesitation. After all, Dialga is the legendary kitchenware of the Pokémon world.

Inevitably, we'll still need to take advantage of Dialga in the future, so in order to ensure that this exploitation... no, this friendship lasts, Hiss is determined to go all out and make a rib dish that Dialga would love to swallow his fingers!

Dialga gave Hiss a deep look, said "whatever" and then followed Hiss to the parking lot with Deoxys. Hiss warmly invited the two legendary Pokémon into his living room, since setting up stalls in the parking lot was not allowed and Hiss did not want to cause trouble for others.

Upon seeing Deoxys and Dialga, the Pokémon released by Seath quickly scurried into Seath's bedroom. The aura of the legendary Pokémon was so powerful that Zoroa's heart was pounding wildly.

Heath knew this, of course, but he didn't care. After all, the two legendary Pokémon wouldn't attack his Pokémon, right? So Heath calmly went out to cook for the two legendary Pokémon.

"Humans are quite good at using spatial abilities." Looking at the room in front of him, Deoxys clicked his tongue. With such excellent spatial abilities, Palkia is almost out of a job.

"Heh, do you really think it's a human's spatial ability?" Dialga looked at his companion with disdain. If humans had this ability, they would have filled the whole world with it by now. Why would a chef like Heath have to use it?

Deoxys didn't care. It knew Dialga's personality. This guy always spoke in a way that could infuriate people at any moment. The most important thing was that this guy never thought that his words would infuriate people, which was very annoying.

Even within the small circle of legendary Pokémon, it is rumored that the main reason Palkia and Dialga became mortal enemies is Dialga's foul mouth.

"Wow, that's incredible!" Deoxys exclaimed.

Heath had no idea what the two legendary Pokémon were doing in his living room. He was seriously cooking for them and also tried out Dialga's cleaver. He had to admit that the cleaver was really good and very sharp. With one cut, the ribs looked as fresh as if they had just been dug out of the pig.

"So, if that's the case, then in the future, if there are any rotten ingredients, can't I use them as fresh ingredients?" Heath looked at the cleaver in his hand with satisfaction. However, using rotten or inferior ingredients would be an insult to Heath himself, so Heath was just saying it casually.

But I have to say this kitchen knife is really useful. Dialga is indeed a great... great Pokémon.

However, Heath didn't buy any other ingredients today, so she could only use these ribs and seasonings.

"Then I'll make sweet and sour pork ribs for those two today." Heath looked at the ingredients in his hand and quickly decided what to cook for the day.

Chapter 287 Rock, Paper, Scissors!

Sweet and sour pork ribs is a very simple home-style dish, not difficult to make. However, if you want to make the sweet and sour pork ribs taste better, the balance of sweet and sour is a topic worth discussing, and Heath has some experience in this area.

Actually, Heath had considered making a simpler fried pork rib dish. After all, sweet and sour pork ribs require consideration of the sweet and sour balance, while fried pork ribs don't have so many requirements. As long as the ribs are fried until crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, there aren't any other high requirements. Of course, the taste is also very good. However, Heath still plans to make sweet and sour pork ribs, since she needs to consider the tastes of the mythical beasts.

Before long, Heath brought a plate of flavorful sweet and sour pork ribs, along with two bowls of rice, to Dialga and Deoxys and placed them down.

"What kind of ribs are these?" Dialga looked at the plate of ribs in front of him with curiosity. He had never seen ribs like these before. They looked very appealing and smelled delicious. They were so appetizing that they made his mouth water.

"Sweet and sour pork ribs," Heath said with a smile. Deoxys couldn't wait to pick up his chopsticks, then grabbed a piece of pork rib and put it in his mouth. After chewing a few times, his expression turned to surprise. The taste of the pork ribs was beyond Deoxys's expectations; it tasted especially good.

The sweet and sour flavors are subtly balanced, making the ribs taste sweet and sour, but they don't feel greasy at all. Instead, they have a very refreshing taste. Deochis said he really likes these ribs.

Dialga also took a bite, then ate a couple of mouthfuls of rice. After finishing, Dialga glanced at the cross-section of the ribs. Heath's knife skills were excellent; although it was just a rib, Dialga, who often cooks, could still see some details.

Although Dialga was reluctant to admit it, he had to say that Heath's sweet and sour pork ribs were indeed very good, and his knife skills were also evident. This made Dialga feel a little better. His cleaver was a good cleaver, and giving it to a talented chef was a good choice.

Besides, even if he didn't want to give it, he couldn't beat that guy. Thinking of this, Dialga felt as aggrieved as a 683-kilogram baby.

Dialga decided to move out tonight. He couldn't stay on Mount Crown any longer. If he continued to stay there, Dialga suspected that one day all the cooking utensils he had carefully prepared would fall into Heath's hands. At that time, Dialga would probably want to eat Heath alive.

Watching Dialga eat with a gloomy expression, and then pay and leave with the same gloomy expression, Heath's expression became subtle.

【I'm not human anymore: 2/4】This hospitality has finally completed half of the previous mission. Next, all that's left is to get the other two legendary Pokémon to be satisfied with my cooking. It's clear that Dialga is very unhappy, but at least he still acknowledges the food that Hiss made.

"I really can't understand these legendary Pokémon." Hiss shook his head. But since Dialga and Deoxys had left, Hiss could leave too. There wasn't anything particularly interesting about this convention, much like the conventions in his previous life. But what Hiss coveted most was naturally that mechanical Poké Ball.

Although that thing is very expensive and Heath can't afford it, Heath is really envious. If he gave Charizard that heavy-duty mech Charizard, wouldn't it be super cool for Charizard to appear in the future? Heath could even throw Charizard a few times every day and show off his Poké Ball.

"Forget it, it's all just flashy stuff." Heath shook his head, absolutely refusing to admit that he simply couldn't afford it.

As Heath drove the food truck, he couldn't help but think of Mimikyu still under his truck. He wondered how long the little guy planned to follow him. To be honest, if he hadn't known that the little guy was under the truck, Heath wouldn't have felt anything while driving. Mimikyu was indeed like a cat, a fluid Pokémon, right?

"Hehehe~" A wicked laugh rang out. Heath was stunned for a moment, and then he saw a Pokémon suddenly appear in his food cart. It was Gengar!

However, as soon as Hiss saw the Gengar, he immediately knew whose Gengar it was, if he wasn't mistaken...

"Rock, paper, scissors!" Heath suddenly stretched out his hand, a fist, while Gengar on the other side held scissors. Seeing Gengar lose again, Heath couldn't help but laugh, then triumphantly pulled out a small notebook in front of Gengar's distorted face and wrote a big note: Gengar lost again.

"Hey, Gengar, your skills aren't very good." Heath laughed smugly. In fact, although there are some skills involved in rock-paper-scissors, unless you can read minds, it's mostly luck. And Heath's luck was very good; Gengar kept losing.

Gengar was so angry that it turned its face into a circle, and then it shrank back. Heath's food cart also detected the obstacle and stopped. Heath didn't even need to peek to know who was coming.

"Ms. Lori, it's been a long time. Want to eat?" Hiss asked with a smile, peeking out. Ms. Lori rolled her eyes at Hiss. This guy Hiss always liked to make his Pokémon cry, which made Lori a little helpless. But what Lori was even more helpless about was her Gengar. It was such a powerful and ferocious creature, but when it came to playing rock-paper-scissors, it acted like a little kid.

"I was wondering what happened when Gengar popped out on its own. Oh, it's you back, Heath." Ms. Lori smiled at Heath. If Heath didn't know Ms. Lori's identity, she would have thought she was a gentle and lovely older sister just by looking at her. But Heath knew that Ms. Lori was a very capable investigator.

Evergreen City has consistently maintained its top ranking in terms of public security. On one hand, Heath believes that it is because Giovanni has restrained his subordinates, and on the other hand, it is because of the existence of Ms. Lori. This woman is notoriously ruthless. Heath had heard from Sister Feng that during the missions carried out by Ms. Lori, the members of the Dark Organization had their legs broken.

Over time, the Alliance got used to it; whenever Lori went on a mission, calling an orthopedic surgeon was always a safe bet.

"Just got back from the Indigo League. I plan to rest for a day or two before heading to Pallet Town," Heath said with a chuckle, scratching his head.

"The Quartz Alliance? I heard there's a case with a lot of suspicious points over there, and you're a witness?" Ms. Lori became interested.

Chapter 288 The Adorable Pokémon

Heath paused for a moment after hearing Ms. Lori's words, then immediately thought of the girl in the Indigo League, Karenia. Karenia had indeed made Heath her witness and created an alibi, leaving Officer Jenny unable to do anything to Karenia.

“Sigh, yes, although I vaguely remember that Karenia left around 2 p.m. that day, I only glanced at my phone casually and don’t have a very clear memory.” Heath parked his food truck in a roadside parking space and then sighed.

This was the first time Heath had experienced what it felt like to be tricked. The little girl had just said it casually, and Heath had filled it out without even thinking to check her phone, only to be tricked. But how did Ms. Lori know about this? You see, investigators usually don't handle these small cases; most of them are handled by Officer Jenny.

“No wonder. But you don’t need to blame yourself too much. I’ve already heard from Ye that the fire scene and the surveillance footage prove that the girl was completely alibi, which is why the Officers couldn’t do anything. It might really have been an accident.” Ms. Lori smiled. From any perspective, the girl was innocent, and all the evidence proved that. However, the Officers still noticed something was amiss.

The girl originally had two insurance policies, both with relatively large sums of money. The death of her adoptive parents gave her a large sum of money, and the insurance company also launched an investigation, but to no avail. The girl was treated as innocent.

Furthermore, according to the insurance company's investigation, the girl also had a very large insurance policy, with her adoptive parents as the beneficiaries. If the girl died in an accident, her parents would receive a sum of money sufficient to support three generations of their family without worrying about food or clothing.

"Ms. Lori, what would you like to eat?" Heath asked, looking at Ms. Lori. Although he didn't have many edible ingredients in his food cart, he still had some, enough to make some simple meals, though the variety of dishes was somewhat limited.

"Hmm... anything will do, please." Ms. Lori glanced at Heath's food cart and then smiled. Heath nodded. There weren't many ingredients left in the kitchen, but they could still make a basic pickled vegetable fried rice.

Heath also started pickling other vegetables, as some unique dishes required these pickles; without them, the flavor was always somewhat lacking.

Seeing Heath busy at work, Ms. Lori sat down at the table and chairs Heath had brought out. Strictly speaking, Heath's stall was illegal, but the Officers passing by just smiled and walked away after seeing Heath and Ms. Lori. They didn't interfere, since Ms. Lori was there, it wouldn't affect her if she wanted to eat hot pot there.

"Hmm...this little guy..." Ms. Lori's eyes looked down at the food cart, where an adorable little creature was trembling under Gengar's pressure. Ms. Lori's eyes were filled with curiosity. This little guy should be Mimikyu, but Ms. Lori didn't know what the relationship was between Mimikyu and Heath.

"Ms. Lori, here is your pickled vegetable fried rice. Please enjoy." Heath brought a plate of steaming hot, fragrant fried rice to Ms. Lori and placed a spoon down in front of her.

Heath provides chopsticks and spoons for guests to use free of charge. However, these chopsticks and spoons are thoroughly cleaned by Heath until they are completely clean before being given to guests. They also need to be sterilized in a sterilizing cabinet.

"Heath, what's up with that Mimikyu under your car?" Ms. Lori asked curiously. Her Gengar was secretly observing Mimikyu, but Mimikyu seemed to have already noticed Gengar and was trying to shrink itself even smaller.

"Ah, that's been with me since the Indigo League. It seems it was planning to ask me to help find its trainer." Heath said calmly. Mimikyu was small and soft, so when Heath realized that Mimikyu didn't want to come out at all, he gave up on the idea of ​​letting Mimikyu out.

"Looking for its trainer? Does it have a name?" Ms. Lori frowned. She hated people who abandoned their Pokémon. If the Pokémon was stolen because it was targeted by Pokémon poaching groups, that would be forgivable. But if the trainer abandoned their own Pokémon, that was a purely moral issue.

Seeing Ms. Lori's dark face, Heath knew what she was thinking. But that was normal, after all, this was Ms. Lori. In addition to being a League Investigator, Ms. Lori was also a senior member of the Pokémon Abandonment Prevention and Adoption and Care Psychological Counseling Center. So everyone in Viridian City knew that if someone wanted to abandon a Pokémon and was discovered by Ms. Lori, then they should silently pray for that unlucky guy to live.

“I don’t know who abandoned it, but Mimikyu is very shy. I’ve fed it many times in the Indigo League, but it’s still wary of me.” Heath shrugged. If it were a stray cat, it would have come over and let him pet it all he wanted, but not Mimikyu. This little guy is still as timid as a mouse.

"That's normal. Pokémon that have been abandoned but still want to find their original trainers often develop a special kind of psychology, fearing being captured by others or released back into the wild." Ms. Lori's expression was still not good. Pokémon are such cute and kind little guys, smart, adorable, mischievous and willful, but basically any Pokémon captured by humans will form a bond with its trainer.

Some naive Pokémon develop a strong dependence on their trainers, wanting to stick to them all the time and trusting them unconditionally. Even if abandoned, they remain loyal to their trainers and always think about returning to their trainers' side and being with them.

Even so, the Pokémon League still finds tens of thousands of abandoned Pokémon every year. Some of them have simple personality problems. These Pokémon with personality issues cannot trust humans and will hurt their trainers, so they are abandoned.

However, more often it's due to a fleeting interest followed by boredom, or abandonment of Pokémon because people don't want to pay for their treatment when they get sick.

Ms. Lori sighed; she didn't have any better ideas.

Chapter 289 The Other Side

After entertaining Miss Lori, Heath drove the food truck back to Officer Jenny's dormitory area. Because he had wasted some time cooking and completing his mission at the comic convention, it was already getting dark when Heath returned to his dormitory.

Heath didn't care too much. He had told the chefs at Officer Jenny's Dining Hall that he might not be able to come back to cook for Officer Jenny when he left today, so the chefs should have finished everything by now. So Heath stopped the food cart, then slowly closed the door and left the cart to go back to his dormitory to rest.

"Heath." Heath had only taken a few steps when she was called back. She turned around and saw it was Sister Ling.

It seems that Sister Ling just took a break today. She was dressed casually, wearing glasses, and had a towel around her neck. It looks like Sister Ling went to exercise again, which is normal, since Sister Ling spends most of her rest time exercising or reading.

"What's wrong, Sister Ling?" Heath asked Sister Ling curiously. Sister Ling didn't answer directly, but walked up to Heath and wiped the sweat from her forehead with a towel.

"Do you remember what you asked me last time?" Officer Jenny asked. Heath was taken aback. He didn't remember asking anything. But Officer Jenny's memory had always been very good. He guessed that he really had asked something before leaving Evergreen City.

Thinking of this, Heath nodded.

“I found some information about Officer Sassin for you, but according to the records, she died in the line of duty more than forty years ago. Why would you ask this question?” Officer Sassin looked at Heath with curiosity. Heath was stunned for a moment. Officer Sassin’s words brought back some memories for him. He remembered that he had indeed asked Officer Sassin about Officer Sassin before.

At first, Heath thought Officer Jenny was an inspector. After all, Officer Jenny was similar to the police in his previous life, so inspectors naturally existed and were people that many Officer Jenny had to be careful of. However, Heath later discovered that Officer Jenny was not an inspector, but a ghost.

However, Heath did not expect that Officer Jenny would still remember this after so long, which touched Heath somewhat, and he touched his nose.

"Thank you, Sister Ling. I just remembered seeing a similar message in a book or newspaper when I was watching TV before, so I asked about it." Heath smiled and said that he had been back in Evergreen City for a long time, but he had not encountered Officer Jenny and did not know where she had gone.

Hearing Heath's words, Officer Jenny nodded without giving it much thought. She simply told Heath about Officer Jenny's deeds. It was said that Officer Jenny's remains had never been found. The evil organization's base was destroyed in an explosion, and Officer Jenny died in the line of duty because of that. Every year, some Officer Jennys die in the line of duty in the Pokémon League, but the League rarely mentions these things. This is the intention of the Officer Jenny family. According to the Officer Jenny family, the Officer Jennys do these things not to make the people of the League grateful to them.

After saying goodbye to Officer Jenny, Heath walked back to her dormitory. She pushed open the door and went in. Feng Jie hadn't returned yet. She was probably out on duty or in a meeting or something. This kind of thing had happened frequently during Heath's four years here, so Heath wasn't surprised.

However, as soon as Heath opened his door, he saw a person wearing Officer Jenny's uniform squatting under his bed, sticking out her butt as if looking for something. Heath's lips twitched. Who was this woman? Could it be Officer Jenny, that old slut? But Heath remembered that Officer Jenny was a very ethical slut who would never trespass into other people's dormitories, especially Maple's dormitory.

"Sister Ling?" Heath asked again to make sure, but to her surprise, the next second she saw a woman's head pop out from under her bed, looking at her curiously.

Upon seeing the other person's appearance, Heath knew who it was. After all, apart from Officer Jenny, no other Officer Jenny could achieve such a physical clipping effect. If you didn't know better, you would think that Ubisoft's potato servers had malfunctioned again.

"Huh? Heath? You're back?" Officer Jenny crawled out from under his bed with a smile. Heath watched as she slipped through the bed frame and blankets. Zoroya shivered on Heath's head. If Officer Jenny hadn't looked so normal, Zoroya probably would have had nightmares tonight.

"Ah... I came back yesterday, but Sister Qian, what are you doing here?" Heath looked at Officer Jenny suspiciously. What strange things was this girl thinking? Why did she run into her bedroom and then look for something under her bed?

"Hehe, I was just bored and decided to check out what's in the only boy's bedroom in our Officer Jenny's dorm." Officer Jenny smiled shyly. Heath's lips twitched. Actually, the dorms of Officer Jenny's dorms were quite well protected, but the problem was that they were designed to protect people. Trying to protect a ghost was really asking too much.