"Hm? What kind of beef do you want?" Heath looked at Goh in front of him. The Goh of the present still seemed somewhat different from the one he had watched. All he could say was that this Goh had yet to set out on his journey. He was still too young to even get his own Poké Balls, but that was pretty good, too. At least the story of One-Ball Superman would have to be postponed.
Still, Heath was rather curious whether time in the Pokémon world would continue flowing normally once Ash set out on his journey. After all, Ash had set the miraculous record of going more than twenty years without aging a single year. If that really happened, Heath would be quite pleased. At least he could remain very young for over twenty years. Perhaps that counted as a kind of immortality?
Heath shook his head sharply and stopped thinking about those things. At the same time, he examined the food requirements and tastes displayed above Goh's head to determine what Goh intended to eat.
[Preferred flavors: salty, sweet] [Disliked flavors: spicy, bitter] [Allergenic ingredients: bamboo shoots] [Food requirement: wants to eat something that breaks the mold]
The corner of Heath's mouth twitched. Good grief, that was Goh for you. His personality really left nothing to be said. And what sort of bizarre food requirement was food that broke the mold? Heath really had never seen such an unusual food requirement. Most people had very clear requirements for food. For instance, some liked spicy food, some liked food that was crisp outside and soft and chewy inside, and others liked very sweet food. But something that broke the mold?
What kind of bizarre requirement was that?
"I want beef you can't find on the