Chapter 76: Real Pokémon
"Congcong said he is very confident that he can make the dish you mentioned." Soraya swallowed the skewer of meat in his mouth, then licked his lips and explained.
Heath looked at the burning hair on Farfetch'd's feet and wanted to laugh. Perhaps because of the magical protection, Farfetch'd didn't suffer any harm, so it didn't seem to notice that it was on fire.
"CongCong said his cooking skills will definitely be popular, just like you, the trainer." Zoroya's nose moved. For some reason, she seemed to smell the smell of something burnt.
"Well, I believe it. You must be famous, Farfetch'd." Heath couldn't help it. The hair on Farfetch'd's feet were burnt off a little, revealing its blackened skin.
The Charmander seemed to have realized that he had made the wrong target, and was waving his hands anxiously, trying to put out the fire, but the effect was not very obvious.
Seeing Heath laughing happily, Farfetch'd lowered its head in confusion, and then it discovered the main reason why it felt so excited just now. Looking at Farfetch'd hurriedly running to the pond to put out the fire, Heath wiped the tears of laughter from the corners of his eyes.
"Hmph, trainer, you're such a fool. You didn't even tell me what you found out." Zoroark looked at Heath with disdain.
"Don't say you didn't notice it just now." Heath rubbed his face. Well, seeing his Pokémon become popular, Heath should feel happy.
"Hmph, then I won't laugh either, Congcong." Zoroa picked up a skewer of meat and jumped back, while on the other side, the Farfetch'd Duck that had put out the fire also came over.
Maybe it was because the fire was not very big and the Onion Duck had more duck feathers, so the fire did not cause any damage to the Onion Duck. However, after the fire was extinguished, a layer of black substance appeared on the Onion Duck's legs, which looked like black stockings from a distance.
Farfetch'd walked over with a pair of resentful eyes and a pair of black stockings, and Heath smiled even more happily.
Zoroya on the side couldn't help laughing , and rolled around on the chair, holding his stomach, and almost fell off the chair.
"Onion!" Onion Duck waved the onion in his hand angrily. These guys were still laughing!
A noisy night passed just like that. Returning to his bedroom, Heath comforted the Farfetch'd who was wearing black stockings, then let Charmander find a place to sleep by himself, and then climbed onto the bed yawning.
Because of his regular life, Heath would naturally feel sleepy when it was time to go to bed every night, and then he would feel sleepy and falling asleep became easier.
This is in stark contrast to the previous self whose head was dancing before going to bed every night.
"Fire..." Just when Heath was feeling a little drowsy, he felt his sleeve being grabbed. When Heath turned around, he saw Charmander's big eyes.
"Ha...what's wrong, Charmander?" Heath yawned loudly, but still rubbed his eyes and asked Charmander.
"Fire...fire, fire." Charmander called softly. Heath glanced at Zoroark, and found that Zoroark had fallen asleep.
This was normal. After all, Zoroark had just run around the dormitory area's playground with Farfetch'ed. It was normal that fatigue made it easier to fall asleep.
However, based on the way Charmander lifted something, Heath was able to barely guess what Charmander meant.
"You mean, you want to lift that dumbbell?" Heath thought of a possibility and asked.
Charmander nodded and kept gesturing, and Heath seemed to be thinking about something.
He remembered that he . It seemed that Charmander was also in the car that day, so he heard the conversation between him and Zoroark, and thus became interested in muscle training.
However, this seems normal to Heath. Charmander, the final evolution of Charmander, can take two routes: physical attack and special attack. In the game, which route is related to the character value, but that is not the case here.
"Miss Joy said that you have to wait until your skin has healed before you can exercise. Once your skin has healed, I will tell you the secret of muscle training..." Heath rubbed Charmander's head and then fell asleep.
In the night, Charmander's eyes were shining.
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The next morning, Heath jumped out of his bed, picked up Zoroark who was still sleeping, and looked around.
The Onion Duck hasn't woken up yet. It is holding its onion and drooling. I don't know what it is dreaming about. Maybe it is dreaming about making roast duck?
The pair of 'black stockings ' still looked so conspicuous in the sunlight, but now they didn't look like black stockings, but rather black burnt feathers.
However, Heath did not see Charmander, which made Heath a little confused. When he walked out, he found Charmander was holding a mop in the living room and trying hard to lift it.
"It seems that he is not just a foodie." Heath couldn't help but smile as he looked at Charmander who was working hard to exercise.
Through interacting with Pokémon, Heath realized that the Pokémon in this world are not just a string of data, but living beings. Some Pokémon like to be lazy, some have unique hobbies, some are hardworking and greedy, and some have a little confusion.
One by one, living beings appeared in front of Heath.
"Charmander, your exercise method is not good enough. Come, wash up. I'll tell you some ways to exercise your muscles when we get in the car." Heath called Charmander and took him out.
It seems that there is now one more Pokémon that needs to wash his face and brush his teeth every day, so Heath has to buy a toothbrush, toothpaste and towel again.
"Trainer, do you know how to do muscle training?" Zoroark asked Heath with some surprise.
"Of course, I did have a gym membership in the first place, but I only went there for a few months in a year." Heath shrugged. That was his dark history. He got the gym membership on a whim, but didn't stick with it. It was such a waste of money.
"Tsk~" Zoroa shook her tail. She had no interest in muscles.
Charmander was very excited and ran to the food cart impatiently. Heath was a little amused and confused. Wasn't he too impatient?
However, Charmander stood at the door of the dining car again, waving happily at Heath. The spring sun rose, and the warm sunlight shone on Charmander's body, also illuminating the gauze still wrapped around its body.
