That was not to say Alakazam should not appear in places like restaurants, but most Alakazam leaned toward research work. Even when some occasionally chose to take jobs with the League to make a living, they still worked in specialized fields, such as Alakazam Express, a unique parcel delivery service. It was extremely fast, generally offering same-day delivery, though the postage was also rather expensive.
Mr. Cord did this kind of work in Viridian City. The work itself was very easy, and the pay was quite good. Outside work, Mr. Cord spent every day wandering around Viridian City, making a great many people envious. But compared with naturally extraordinary Psychic-type Pokémon, it was very difficult for humans to become psychics. Most of the time, those abilities were passed down through bloodlines.
"Would you like something to eat, Mr. Cord?" Heath had not seen Mr. Cord for days, and he really did miss these old friends, as well as Giovanni of the Earth. He wondered what Mr. Giovanni was doing. Heath was a little curious. Going by the plots of the anime and games, Team Rocket might already have begun researching Mewtwo.
Thinking of Mewtwo left Heath feeling a little strange. In fact, Mewtwo's birth had raised a question: how exactly should Pokémon created by humans be treated, and how should they be recorded in the Pokédex, among other things? At present, however, artificial Pokémon also seemed to be something certain institutions and organizations were quietly working to develop.
"I'll have a curry omurice, with a richer flavor. It's been so long since I last ate your cooking, Heath. I feel as though my life in Viridian City has become dull." Mr. Cord found an empty seat and sat down. Although Heath's food truck now mainly served Little Rotating Hot Pot,