Dragon Ball Super, I conquered Bardos with my cooking skills

"...I'm not from Universe 11!"

Looking at the bearded dwarf who was not even as tall as his waist, Surte explained.

"Which universe are you from? Why are you with the angels from Universe 11? You..."

Before Sidara finished asking, Mojito looked at him coldly and interrupted his impolite nonsense.

Then, he contacted King Kai Shinra to come over and repair the damaged area.

After repairing and tidying up, Surte also made some food for the two people and successfully received the reward issued by the system.

"Congratulations to the host, for receiving the recognition of the host's food from the angel Mojito of the 9th universe and the God of Destruction Sidara of the 9th universe!"

"The cooking skill increased by 5%, and the current cooking skill is 54%!"

"At the same time, because the tasters are angels and gods of destruction, I will reward you with a level 1 God of Destruction skill and a level 1 Ultra Instinct!"

"Currently, it is a level 9 Destruction skill and a level 10 Ultra Instinct!"

"...The God's combat power increased by 7, and the current God's combat power is 51!"

"Come and play often in the future!"

Sidara looked at Sutter and Makarita who were about to leave, imitated Sutter's cigarette, and waved his hand.

He asked Sutter for the cigarette out of curiosity!

Although the Land of Destruction was a mess, it was repaired properly, and he had a delicious meal!

Plus a box of cigarettes, overall, it was not a big loss!

Mojito glanced at him with disdain and smiled at Suter, "This battle must have benefited you a lot, right?!"

"Next time if you encounter any problems you don't understand, you are welcome to come to me!"

"Of course!"

Suter nodded, smiled politely, and left with Makarita without looking back.

In his eyes, Mojito was just a tool man who could brush experience... er, tool angel? !

Wait until he returned to the unknown planet again.

Suter held a cigarette in his mouth and watched the new palace being built by Makarita. He suddenly asked as if he had thought of something.

"By the way, Makarita, aren't you angels unable to fight?"

After finishing his work, Makarita looked at the brand new palace, turned back and smiled at Suter, "Is that considered a battle? It's just guidance..."

"... Sorry, I'm superficial!" Three black lines slid down Suter's forehead.

The next moment, he returned to his normal expression and put his arm around Makarita's slender waist.

"So, who is the second-to-last angel?"

"Kukartel, from the 5th universe, with a god combat power of about 48!"

"Oh..." Surt responded lightly and lost interest in an instant.

Only 48, he is no match for him!

"Let's go, we can live again, let's go in!" Makarita raised her head and kissed Surt, saying.

"Okay, let's try the new bed..." Surt didn't ask any more questions, and walked into the palace with her arm around him.

"I made a 6-meter bed, hehe!"

Time passed in a flash, and more than three months had passed.

January 21, 780 A.E.

Surt, who had been away from Earth for more than half a year, was brought back to Earth in the 7th universe by Makarita.

"Remember to think of me!" Looking at the satisfied Sutter, Makarita reluctantly said goodbye.

"Go, you have been by my side for the past three months. If the high priest knows, he will probably punish you!"

Sutter nodded and also gave a warning.

Watching Makarita leave, Sutter also instantly moved back to the cozy cottage where he and Bardos used to live.

The house was still the familiar house, but the familiar Bardos was no longer there.

Looking at the empty and dusty living room, Sutter walked to the balcony and habitually took out a cigarette and lit it.

During the three months of getting along with Makarita, he also knew a lot of angels' divine combat power.

Now the one with divine combat power similar to his is Weiss, so Sutter plans to come back and compete with Weiss to consolidate his power.

Why not go directly to the divine realm?

Haha..

Let Weiss see him and Makarita reluctant to part?

Smoking a cigarette, Sutter frowned, feeling a little irritated, "It's still too weak, the god fighting power of the high priest..."

With such a terrifying 1000!

Even if he faces it now, he will only be crushed by the high priest with one finger!

His progress seems to be very fast.

But it is still too slow to fight against the high priest and return to Bardos...

Sutter stayed in their small home for a while before flying towards Bulma's house.

Bulma, like in the plot, had a huge belly and looked like she was about to give birth at any time.

"Hey, Su"Sute, it's been a long time since we last met?" Bulma said in surprise when she saw Sute falling from mid-air into the courtyard.

"Well, it's been a long time since we last met. Are you about to give birth?"

Hearing Sute's casual question, Bulma put her hands on her hips and said dissatisfiedly, "Tsk, you..."

"It's okay that you haven't come for so long, but you come here empty-handed and don't even bring any gifts!"

"I'll make you something to eat, okay?!" Sute picked his ears and waved his hands in disgust.

If he didn't want to argue with a woman in labor, he wouldn't even bother to make food!

"Hey, I want spicy food!" Bulma changed her expression instantly and made a request happily.

"Tsk... your baby must be a girl! "

Sute looked at the kitchen utensils brought by the servant who was called over, and reminded him implicitly.

"That would be great..."

Bulma was very pleased with this and echoed, "I already have a son, I just want to have another daughter! Sour son, spicy daughter, I'm grateful for your words!"

Sute was busy, thinking absent-mindedly.

I don't know if his seed is growing in Bardos's belly?

The possibility is estimated to be small!

Just look at Makarita, they have been together for more than half a year.

Days and nights passed, and there was no sound in her stomach!

Could it be that they are of different races, so there are no offspring?!

Just as Sute was thinking wildly, another person fell from the sky in the courtyard. It was Sun Wukong who had not been seen for a long time.

He was also carrying a bag and looked at the busy Sute in surprise, "Hey, Sute, are you back to cook at Bulma's house again?"

"No, because I didn't bring her a gift! "

Sute held a cigarette in his mouth, shaking the big iron pot constantly, complaining and cooking at the same time.

"Ah, now it seems that you are not as good as this guy Wukong!"

Bulma, with her back straight, turned to look at Sun Wukong and motioned him to hand over the bag, "Is this a gift for me?"

"No, this is for Whis and Beerus. I want to go to the God Realm to practice!"

Seeing Bulma wanting the thing in his hand, Sun Wukong hurriedly protected it in his arms.

Seeing this, Sute sneered at Bulma, "You got slapped in the face? You are being sentimental, right?"