Ultra Dimension: The Power of Bonds

Duncan couldn't help Kuang Meng get out of the nightmare, but he could force her away.

Kuang Meng, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes and saw the furry Duncan hugging him beside him. He couldn't help but nuzzled him: "Thank you."

"Don't just say it, I want to eat steamed lamb, steamed bear paws, steamed deer tail, roasted flower duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose, braised pig, braised duck, sauce chicken, bacon, pine flower belly, dried meat ,sausage..."

As Duncan continued to announce the names of the dishes, Kuang Meng felt dizzy: "Tai, stop, stop, when did you learn this sentence?"

"I don't know. Maybe I ran into someone else's yard and heard it."

Duncan couldn't tell clearly, but it didn't affect his desire to eat.

"I don't know any of these things you said," Kuang Meng said, "If you don't have food, you will lose your life."

"We'll eat whatever you know how to eat, I won't choose." Duncan is a good boy who is quite eater (not picky about food). "You can take me to eat the rest next time."

Come on, after talking a lot, I still can’t escape the names of these dishes. Fortunately, I can go back a little bit in time.

Kuang Meng got up resignedly and patted Duncan, who was still lying on the bed. "Let's go shopping with me."

"Don't pretend you can't hear me!" Seeing that Duncan didn't move, Kuang Meng dragged him off the bed.

You have a good plan, I have a ladder to cross the bridge.

Naturally, Duncan would not surrender and simply transformed into his original form and slipped away from Kuang Meng's hands.

"Okay, when you are willing to go shopping with me, I will cook this meal."

However, Kuang Mengmo was still ten feet taller, so Duncan reluctantly jumped on her shoulders and said, "Let's go."

Kuang Meng pulled Duncan off his shoulders and said, "Become a human and help me carry my things!"

Duncan dared to be angry but dared not speak out, so he turned into a human form and followed Kuang Meng with a gloomy expression.

Kuang Meng always feels dissatisfied when picking at the vegetable market. No matter the variety or size, they are not as good as those at home.

Duncan seemed to see through Kuang Meng's inner thoughts and whispered in her ear,

"In such a small area, you can expect to grow as many good things as they are all imported."

Just when Kuang Meng was happy that Duncan would finally say something she wanted to hear, Duncan changed his subject.

"Besides, even if it were available, you wouldn't be able to make it taste like that. Instead, it would be a waste."

Kuang Menggang's smile froze on his face, and he stretched out his hand to grab Duncan's ears, "If you have the ability, do it yourself!"

The stall owner not far away couldn't help but meddle in his own business: "If there's anything the young couple can't talk about, why do they do it?"

Kuang Meng glanced at the stall owner and said, "I'm educating my son. Is there any problem?"

Now it was the stall owner's turn to be stunned, "Is your son already this old?"

"I'm 45 this year. Isn't it normal to have such an old son?"

Kuang Mengyun said calmly, looking at the wonderful expression on the stall owner's face, he left in a happy mood.

Sure enough, when you go out, your identity is given by yourself.

Kuang Meng was strolling in front, while Duncan followed her carrying something.

After some shopping, we headed back.

Kuang Meng, who returned to the store, pulled out Zhao Heng, who was addicted to experiments, and struck him. Of course, Duncan did not escape.

Zhao Heng looked at the pile of ingredients bought by Kuang Meng in astonishment: "The end of the world?

The amount of food you have stocked up is enough for us to eat for a month. "

"It's just a meal," Kuang Meng's casual and indifferent look made Zhao Heng feel that he had heard wrong.

"Dengdeng is very delicious," Kuang Meng pointed at Duncan who was clumsily picking vegetables next to him.

Zhao Heng later realized that the name was the same as the original hedgehog, and he had a guess in his mind.

But as a qualified student, he didn't ask anything, but worked conscientiously to help Kuang Meng prepare food.

As time went by, pots of Northeastern dishes were served on the assembled tables.

Zhao Heng originally thought this was outrageous enough, but Kuang Meng brought out a few more plates.

"Let's eat these."

Just when Zhao Heng was surprised, Duncan directly picked up the basin and poured it into his mouth.

After a while, several pots were empty.

Duncan stopped and stared at the dishes in front of Kuang Meng.

Kuang Mengxuan kept moving, but still kindly reminded Zhao Heng.

"Eat quickly, otherwise you won't even be able to taste the vegetable soup."

Before Zhao Heng had time to savor Kuang Meng's words, all the food in front of him went into Duncan's stomach.

Seeing that Duncan was still staring at the rice in his bowl, Zhao Heng quickly protected him and finished the rice in vain.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Heng sat up from the bed and couldn't figure it out.

How could Duncan show off so many dishes in such a small mouth in such a short time?

However, what he didn't know was that what he saw were all illusions. The real Duncan showed off his food even more than the Vandun people.

These are just snacks to him.

"I'll leave these pots and pans to you to wash," Kuang Meng said and left without looking back.

The fastest way to get rid of the nightmare is to eliminate the Metronians.

This time, she wouldn't let the Metrotronians escape.

Kuang Meng sensed the mark he left on the Metron people and followed them.

Unexpectedly, I discovered a quarrel between two Metronians. The other one was Mr. Mei, whom I had known for many years.

From their fierce argument, Kuang Meng also understood the relationship between the two.

Back then, Mr. Mei came to Earth as an advance team of the Metron people and carried out an invasion mission, leaving behind a young child.

After many years, no news came back, until one day, the Yabo people found the child and informed him of Mr. Mei's death.

Induced by the Yabo people, the child who lost his father decided to take revenge on the people on earth.

However, when he applied, no one offered him help.

In desperation, he could only cooperate with the Yabo people to guide the planet Koala to the earth and let it perish in the impact.

Speaking of excitement, the two hugged each other and cried.

Kuang Meng couldn't help but applaud the relationship between them.

"After acting for so long, I can't help but support you."

Mr. Mei looked at Kuang Meng and stretched out his hand to block the young Metron man behind him. "He made such a big mistake because of me. If you want to kill him, then kill me."

"No," the little Metrotronian took off Mr. Mei's hand that was protecting him, "it's my fault, and I'll take full responsibility for it."

Kuang Meng sneered, "What kind of father-son love are you showing here?

The men he killed were also fathers or sons or husbands of others.

Why do you have the nerve to play this family card?

To put it bluntly, what is covered under this cloak of family affection is naked aggression. "

"Get out of the way!" Seeing Mr. Mei standing in front of the little Metrotronian, Kuang Meng shouted coldly.

However, Mr. Mei stood firmly in front of Kuang Meng and told the little Metrotronian to run quickly.

Looking at the back of the little Metrotronian who was reluctant to leave, Kuang Meng thought in her heart. Mr. Mei, who was standing in front of her, felt a sharp pain and fell to his knees uncontrollably.

Kuang Meng knew that his condition would not last long, so he could only fight quickly.

Overdrawing his mental power again, he crushed the escaping little Metronian into a blood mist, and a card of the Metronian appeared in Kuang Meng's hand.

The feedback energy could not relieve Kuang Meng. She put away the cards, her face was still pale and her body was shaky.