Heath wore a strange expression. At that moment, he felt as though he had become Charizard's sidekick. The girl had basically ignored Heath's opinions and thoughts and was enthusiastically introducing Charizard to all sorts of new fitness knowledge and products. Heath was completely lost, but Charizard listened with great interest. By the time Charizard came out, Heath saw that he was already carrying several large bags. From what Heath had just seen, they contained protein powder and the like, along with some new fitness magazines. Charizard had even bought reinforced steel-plate weight bags.
"It really is rare to see you buy so much." Heath did not mind. The gym's staff were very professional and had not pulled any bait-and-switch tricks, and there was nothing wrong with what Charizard had bought. It was just that Heath really did rarely see Charizard buy anything. Most of the time, when the big fellow received his wages, he had Heath deposit them in his account. He had little desire to shop, so Heath had not expected a single outing to lead to Charizard buying so much.
"Rawr." Charizard happily read a fitness magazine. Heath leaned over curiously for a look. He did not know whether Charizard could understand human language, but after watching for a while, Heath realized that Charizard seemed able to read it after all, which put his mind at ease.
The language of the Pokémon world was strange. When Heath had first transmigrated here, he had felt like an illiterate. Fortunately, it was not too difficult to understand, and he had eventually learned it.
"Corn liquor for sale! Fresh, home-brewed corn liquor!" While Heath was browsing the streets, he heard someone calling out. His interest piqued, he walked over with Ralts in his arms. Then he saw a middle-aged man sitting