In the end, Snorlax finished all the food, but it still wasn't full. Heath had no choice but to feed it a pellet of Snorlax-exclusive food before it was finally completely satisfied. That left Heath considerably relieved. As long as Snorlax was full, that was what mattered. It seemed that if he wanted to fill Snorlax up with regular food next time, he would have to prepare an enormous amount. Fortunately, this experience had given Heath a new understanding of his Snorlax's appetite. There was just one drawback to the way Snorlax ate: almost everything he ate was cold.
But there was nothing to be done about that. After all, Heath's Snorlax was an Ice-type Snorlax, and every time it spoke, it breathed out a stream of cold air. All that piping-hot food cooled before it even reached Snorlax's mouth. Only freshly boiled soup allowed Snorlax to barely get a warm mouthful. Put that way, it sounded rather miserable. Heath even wondered whether he was abusing his Pokémon.
"Forget it, let's get to bed early. We still have to get up early tomorrow." Heath yawned. He was a little sleepy now.
But considering that he had just finished eating, Heath stayed seated with his chin in his hand, watching Zoroark play games. Charizard was still working out. Even though it had now evolved into its strongest form, Charizard kept exercising. That diligence and perseverance left Heath a little amazed. Still, once exercise became a habit, it really did feel perfectly routine. You might even feel uncomfortable all over if you didn't work out a little each day.
Heath rubbed his chin. Come to think of it, Charizard seemed capable of Terastallization now too. Heath hadn't really looked into what Terastallized Pokémon were like yet, but their combat power certainly increased,