Chapter 214 Leisure Time
When Heath drove the food truck back to Junsha's dormitory, the Junshas had already finished their meal. Old Junsha was leaning against a pillar in the underground parking lot with a birdcage in her hand. No one knew what she was doing there. Heath looked at old Junsha curiously. Is this lady raising birds?
"Brat, where did you go today?" After seeing Heath's food truck, Lao Junsha turned her head and looked at Heath and asked. Then Lao Junsha's nose twitched and the expression on her face became even stranger.
"I went to buy some things, and then met an interesting person, so I was delayed for some time." Heath helped Junsha and Xingruo out of the car with a smile. When old Junsha saw Xingruo's face, her expression froze for a moment, and her eyes looked a little strange.
"After all this time, I finally met Xing Ruo. No wonder it rained just now. I thought such heavy rain was rare in the Quartz Alliance... This guy said the weather was good, right?" Lao Junsha calmly covered her birdcage with a cloth, and then asked with certainty. Heath nodded.
It seems that what Mr. Sakaki said was really true. This Miss Junsha Xingruo was indeed a weirdo. Even the degree of her weirdness was recognized by old Junsha. This made Heath a little curious about how bad of a pessimist this Miss Junsha Xingruo was. Could she be similar to the football king ?
But it was obvious that old Junsha had no intention of chatting. After taking the drunk Junsha Xingruo with him, old Junsha left the parking lot, and the parking lot became quiet. Heath scratched his head and returned to his food truck. Anyway, there was nothing to do now, so Heath planned to see how the Fifth Princess he bought was doing.
After returning to the rest room of the dining car, Heath saw Zorolla lying on the ground, pressing the handle with his two paws hard, but the furry paws were obviously not very convenient to press the handle, which made Zorolla play the game in some pain. Heath took a curious look at the game content above, well, Resident Evil.
However, this biochemical crisis is a bit strange. In the previous biochemical crisis, humans fought zombies, but in this biochemical crisis, trainers used a lot of Poké Balls to hit zombie Pokémon. Heath wanted to complain, but he didn't know how to complain. This feeling was particularly strange. Heath scratched his head. This was the first time he saw Pokémon being hit with Poké Balls. Was he expecting to knock Pokémon unconscious with Poké Balls? Or what else?
"You little paw is still thinking about playing with the controller. Once you evolve into Zoroark, you can try it." Heath sat next to Zoroark with a smile, then reached out and rubbed Zoroark's head.
"Hehe, I don't believe that I can't play with this controller. I must try it!" Zoroark pouted, looking unconvinced, which made Heath want to laugh. This little guy is really...
But then Heath turned his head and looked around. He didn't see Snorlax, which made Heath curious about where Snorlax had gone. It was not until Heath saw the locked bedroom door that he was sure that Snorlax should be in his bedroom. Thinking of this, Heath walked over curiously, intending to push open the door to see what the results of Snorlax's training were.
Charmander and Farfetch'd were not there either, and Heath became even more curious about what these three little guys were doing.
"Wait!" Before Heath could push open the bedroom door, Zoroya rushed over, stopped Heath's hand from opening the door, and said nervously.
"Huh? What's wrong?" Heath looked at Zoroark in confusion.
"Well... the big guy must be singing. If you open the door now, please prepare your earplugs!" Zoroark's eyes rolled, and he instantly thought of an excuse. Heath thought about it and it made sense. Snorlax's talent is still very scary, so it would be a good idea for him to pay attention to it.
Seeing Heath turning around to look for earplugs, Zoroark couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This was not the time to be discovered by the trainer!
When Heath put on his earplugs and came to open the door, Zoroark did not stop him. After opening the door, Heath saw Snorlax sleeping on the bedroom floor, Charmander doing push-ups beside him, and Farfetch'd sleeping on Snorlax's belly. The pair of featherless wings made Heath want to laugh, but also feel a little distressed.
It is not easy for a Pokémon to become a chef, especially for a Pokémon like Farfetch'd that has a lot of hair on its body. However, Heath also knows that Farfetch'd definitely wants to be an excellent Pokémon chef, so he is so determined to shave off the feathers on his wings.
Looking at his Pokémon, Heath couldn't help but laugh. He walked over and sat on the floor, then leaned against Snorlax, feeling the coolness on Snorlax's body, and stretched comfortably. This kind of quiet time was really intoxicating.
However, Heath did not forget what he had to do. After resting for a while, Heath went to the kitchen and began to prepare dinner for himself and the Pokémon.
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"Ms. Takeran, we are going to the Hoenn region tomorrow. The champion of the Hoenn region, Mr. Daigo, is already waiting for you in Caiyou City." Sirona was lying bored on the bed in the hotel, with a female secretary who was dressed very formally beside her.
"Well, that's tomorrow too." Shirona stretched and said helplessly. She regretted becoming a champion. Why was there so much to do every day?
"Then please don't run out tonight. It's really troublesome." The female secretary looked at the champion in front of her helplessly. She had thought it was good for a young man to become a champion, but she didn't expect that in addition to his extremely strong strength, he was also a very troublesome person. He ran out several times in the past few days.
"Yes, I won't run...but it's too boring to stay in the hotel...can I play games?" Sirona sat up suddenly and looked at her secretary with anticipation.
"Sorry, you still have twelve documents from the Sinnoh region to review and give your opinions today. We need your opinions before we can decide whether to implement these documents." The female secretary shook her head.
Shirona immediately collapsed on the bed with a look of despair on her face. If God gave her another chance, Shirona would definitely be gentler when she beat the former champion. It was not bad to lose to the opponent!
No wonder the champion had a smile on his face when he left. Being a champion is such a scary job.
"I...I want to fight Mr. Sakaki! Train my Pokémon!" Sirona found a new reason.
