[You served Kailunya. You obtained "The Power of Language."]
Another book. Heath was used to it by now. He thought this probably had something to do with Kailunya's parents. They had to be a pair of very accomplished teachers or scholars; otherwise, there was no reason he kept getting these strange books.
"Tsk, another thick one. I really don't get why I keep getting books. Why not just pour all the knowledge in them straight into my head?" Heath curled his lip. His only complaint about his system was that he couldn't learn the knowledge it gave him directly. Instead, he had to study it slowly himself, which was really annoying.
Heath really envied the Golden Fingers in webnovels that let their users master new knowledge as soon as they acquired it. By now, he had so many books that the sheer number made his scalp tingle.
After parking the food truck in the Officer Jennys' Dormitory Area, Heath pushed open the lounge door. He needed to take his Pokémon upstairs to prepare dinner for the Officer Jennys, but the moment he opened the door, he saw Mew lying beside Zorua, head pressed against Zorua's and tail swaying back and forth.
The corner of Heath's mouth twitched. Good grief, had Mew made his food truck its own home?
But seeing how oblivious Mew was, Heath couldn't resist taking out the Ingredient Identifier, which he hadn't had a chance to use that day. He wanted to see what strange knowledge he would get by using it on Mew.
``` [Mew, edible, non-toxic. A wondrous Pokémon with a dreamlike texture. However, because the number in existence is extremely small, no one has tasted Mew to date. Eating it carries a certain chance of atavism. Pokémon that eat it will contract