My Pokemon Aren’t Quite Right - Chapter 508

[Chapter 501 Done, Ollie!]

Chao Meng’s temperament is still a little afraid of life. Seeing so many strangers on the road, he hurriedly got back to Lu Cheng’s master ball.

Lu Cheng smiled and walked towards the senior manor house.

Chao Meng has an innate strong mental strength, and training is not in a hurry.

The important thing is to let Chaomeng integrate into your life and feel the warmth of this world.

From the fountain of the white sea lion statue, there was the sound of gurgling water, and a few wild tail-tailed meows were playing on the shaded ground.

Seeing Lu Cheng, these elves scattered in a hurry, hiding behind a tree stump and peeping at Lu Cheng.

On the lawn, there was a young girl wearing a white sun hat, a long skirt, and her black hair was tied into a delicate ponytail.

She put the energy cube into the porcelain bowl for wild elves, and complained with a puffed face, “You scared them away!”

“Just don’t scare you away.”

Lu Cheng smiled slightly and took the purple master ball from his arms.

“This is the child I just brought in, called Chao Meng.”

Mu Wen blinked her beautiful eyes, a little surprised: “Is there an elf with this name in the elf picture book?”

“Of course not.” Lu Cheng smiled, “After all, this child is a divine beast!”

Mu Wen rolled her eyes at Lu Cheng and looked at the small Chaomeng Y curiously.

The whole body is white and has long nerve bundles, just like a milk-white kitten.

Chaomeng Y also blinked ruby eyes, tilted his head, and stared at Mu Wen.

When he felt Mu Wen’s sincere kindness, Chaomeng Y couldn’t help blushing, and shyly hid behind Lu Cheng.

“This is a very spiritual child.” Mu Wen smiled.

“It’s just been born.”

Lu Cheng became playful and pinched the slender nerve bundles.

Chaomeng Y suddenly shuddered, turned his head, and stared at Lu Cheng resentfully.

Lu Cheng snorted, scratched his head and said, “I came here today to borrow the kitchen from you!”

Mu Wen was stunned for a moment, her face crimson crimson, and she began to stutter when she spoke.

“Borrow…borrow the kitchen for what?”

Lu Cheng was a little surprised by this reaction: “I plan to make a meal of human food for this child, Chaomeng is also looking forward to it.”

Chaomeng floated behind Lu Cheng, nodding imposingly.

“You, where’s your kitchen?”

“How can I get into the chef’s kitchen.”

Lu Cheng sighed and said with a smile, “Besides, this isn’t going to make you a loving lunch.”

This reason gave Mu Wen no reason to refuse.

But she still stopped in front of the door, stared at her toes, and murmured, “Today, not today!”

“why?”

Mu Wen’s ears turned red, and she secretly gave Maville a wink beside her.

Maville understood, shaking her frightening mouth, and ran into the kitchen in a hurry.

Mu Wen sighed silently in her heart.

Things have to start when Mu Wen decides to learn a new recipe.

Mu Wen, whose ten fingers do not touch the spring water, and the luxurious life of a young lady, it is a rare feat for her to cook rice.

Not to mention cooking dishes like curry.

The final result could only be that the bottoms of the three pots were smashed, and they were all charred into a ball.

Right now, there is a pot of hellish nightmare curry in the kitchen.

Never let Lu Cheng see it!

“Let’s go out to eat…”

“No, it doesn’t make sense to do it yourself!”

“I beg you……”

Mu Wen lowered her voice and grabbed Lu Cheng’s hand a little aggrieved.

Lu Cheng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly sniffed his nose and smelled a burnt smell.

Looking down, Mawell was holding a pot of dark cooking and handing it to Lu Cheng like a treasure.

“Hey!”

Lu Cheng was stunned for a moment, then looked at Mu Wen next to him, his eyes lowered and his face flushed.

“What did you do for me?”

Mu Wen opened her mouth and finally snorted from her nose: “Mm.”

Lu Cheng was inexplicably moved.

Looking at this pot of charred dishes, I suddenly felt a sense of pride.

Done, brothers.

Ollie give it!

“I, I’m going to pour it!” Mu Wen tried to grab the curry.

But Lu Cheng took a quick step and walked into the restaurant with the curry.

He was already moved by Mu Wen’s willingness to improve his cooking skills for him.

In order to live up to this intention, he must finish this pot of curry!

Mu Wen was a little moved, but still stopped Lu Cheng: “Let’s…let’s eat out…”

Before he finished speaking, Lu Cheng had already scooped up a large spoonful of dark curry and stuffed it into his mouth.

The entrance is the sour taste of tree fruit, with a thick old soy taste, a burnt brown feeling that numbs the tongue, and a touch of sweetness…

Lu Cheng looked strange.

Don’t tell me, except for the bad appearance, the imbalance of the seasoning, and the burning, there are no other shortcomings.

As expected of a senior!

It was Chao Meng, who curiously looked at this pot of unknown dark dishes, and drew a faint blue light in the air with his mind:

“Can I eat it?”

Just as Lu Cheng was about to stop Chaomeng, he looked at Senior Sister’s surprised look, and nodded with his neck stuck.

“Is it delicious?” Mu Wen blinked.

Lu Cheng rolled his eyes and slowly raised a thumb.

“Really! Then I’ll make it for you every day next time!”

Mewtwo stretched out her three-toed little hand, dipped a little and stuffed it into her mouth, nodding thoughtfully.

Chao Meng, who has never tasted human food, analyzed the composition of food, and combined with Lu Cheng’s performance——

Is this the definition of delicious?

“not bad……”

Mu Wen was a little embarrassed, and looked at Chao Meng with some anticipation.

The small Chaomeng Y was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Lu Cheng, who was desperately giving it a wink.

A subtle arc was raised on Chao Meng’s face, revealing sharp little tiger teeth.

It reached out and wrote in the air: “Yummy!”

Thanks to Chaomeng, Lu Cheng was able to eliminate this cauldron of dark dishes.

And Mu Wen suddenly gained self-confidence, and proposed that she also contracted the dinner.

In desperation, Lu Cheng escaped from the manor under the pretext of training.

Riding the fire-breathing dragon, Lu Cheng actually had a feeling of the rest of his life.

“You worked hard today, Chao Meng.”

Lu Cheng said with a serious face.

Chao Meng tilted his head in confusion.

“Thanks to you, I was able to eliminate those curries.” Lu Cheng smiled bitterly.

“This is not a fire-breathing dragon-level dish at all, it’s clearly a stinky flower-grade dish!”

“Come on, let’s have a good dinner!”

Hearing that Lu Cheng had subdued the new elves again, Dad Lu was very happy, and showed his skills to prepare a table of delicious food.

But Chao Meng controlled the chopsticks with his mind, took a few bites, and then his face was stern with some seriousness.

Looking at this scene, Lu Cheng had a bad guess in his heart.

Could it be that Super Dream… is confusing the definition of food!

Dad Lu didn’t realize this at all, and persuaded Chaomeng: “Don’t be shy, eat more!”

Mewtwo put down his chopsticks with a serious look.

“Delicious!”

Looking at the large font floating in the air, Dad Lu’s face was ashen.

Lu Cheng sighed helplessly.

He knew that a chef’s decades of confidence had cracked in this moment!

In the end, Lu Cheng had to call Mu Wen and ask for a pot of curry.

“It’s really delicious!” Mu Wen’s voice was a little surprised.

“Ah… yes.” Lu Cheng nodded strangely.

After eating a pot of charred curry happily, Chao Meng patted her chubby belly and started to burp.

“Uh.”

After a minute.

“Uh.”

Lu Cheng glanced at Chaomeng, and found that it was covering his mouth with a blushing face, and suddenly he trembled.

“Uh!”

Lu Cheng sighed helplessly.

Is this really what I created, the strongest divine beast?

My own super dream, why doesn’t it feel right?