Although Giratina's request was somewhat unusual, it was not impossible to fulfill, so Heath soon decided what to make for Giratina. Following Giratina's requirements, Heath planned to make salted duck: it was salty, contained meat, and had no vegetables, perfectly matching Giratina's requirements for food.
Besides, salted duck was not particularly troublesome to make; it could even be described as easy. Heath had made it once before for Mr. Yan Ning, and this time he simply needed to add more salt.
After all, Giratina liked salty food-the saltier, the better. Heath thought adding more salt would probably meet Giratina's requirements.
"...Should I go back to make it?" Heath looked around. There was nothing here; the place was empty except for a table and a chair in front of Giratina.
He could not cook somewhere like this. Even if he returned to Viridian City, Heath would have to buy a duck before he could make salted duck for Giratina.
"Right here, of course, my young friend," Giratina said gently. The next second, Heath found himself somewhere else. This seemed to be a kitchen in someone's home, equipped with every kind of cookware and seasoning, though there was no sugar or chili. Heath thought this was probably Giratina's home.
Heath looked around curiously. The house looked ordinary, but its floor-to-ceiling windows were enormous. Through them, Heath could see that the house seemed to be on a mountain, with a lit-up city not far below. Heath was a little curious. Could Giratina also own a house in the human world?
"This is the Ghost Type World, and also the Distortion World. Only those who enter in spirit form can come here. What ingredients do you need? Just tell me." At some point, a teapot had appeared in Giratina's hand. It leisurely poured some