This Ultraman Has No Morals

Obic nodded seriously.

"It's that scary, so you better go home early."

Worm looked at the dark sky.

"Home, I haven't been back for a long time."

"Is your home far away?"

Worm smiled.

"Yeah, it's very far away. I don't know if I can go back."

Obic heard Worm's words, and wished to ask him for help, after all, they also had the same experience.

"By the way, boss, what about you, aren't your family worried about setting up a stall outside so late?"

Obic looked at the forest behind him and shook his head.

"Me too, my home is far away, and I may not be able to go back."

It was night, the summer trees were thick and the tung leaves were falling, and the autumn wind was not blowing, and the insects were singing, and the two people who couldn't go home had a good time together.

A home, separated by space, spans two universes.

A home, spaced in time, from the distant past.

Chapter 53, Ayan, welcome home【3000 words】

The next day, the Victory Team called Worm up again. After all, Obike was dragged by Worm last night. They didn't meet them. Today they will start looking again. After all, the young man who was frightened by Obike It has already attracted TV stations, and it cannot be justified without giving the public an explanation.

"Qin Yang, why do you carry such a big bag?"

When gathering, Zong Fang looked at the huge marching bag behind Worm and was a little puzzled.

"Hey, secret."

After getting off the car, Wurm continued to patrol the old place. After the Victory Team walked away, a black-haired young man came out from the darkness.

"What about the explosive noodle stall you mentioned?"

Worm smiled mysteriously.

"Can I still lie to you, remember our agreement, if it is really as delicious as I said, it will explode, and I will be exempted from the [-] quota."

Ballero waved his hand.

"If you really want to do what you said, I will definitely admit it, but if it's just ordinary, you have to owe me another [-]."

"We'll see... just in time, he's here, and he promises to let you eat and want to eat again."

Balleru turned around and found that a dining car appeared behind him at some point, and he frowned.

"Warm, there's something wrong with this dining car..."

Worm gave him a strange look.

"What you said, if it's not strange, can I bring you here?"

Ballero: "????"

Worm dragged Baleru and sat in front of the Obic dining car.

"Boss, two soba noodles."

"Qin Yang, you really came, and you brought friends with you today."

Obic looked at Worm and showed a kind smile, and Worm pointed to the backpack behind him.

"Yeah, my friend is also a chef and a gourmet. When I went back yesterday and told him how delicious the soba noodles you made, he wanted to try them too."

Obik smiled.

"Okay, let's have a good time today!"

Soon two servings of buckwheat noodles were handed over, Worm ignored Baleru, picked up the chopsticks and started eating directly.

Baleru hesitated, but seeing Worm's appearance, he took a bite with his chopsticks.

"This... this taste!"

Worm glanced at Baleru, and said vaguely with noodles in his mouth.

"How about it, give me an evaluation."

"Perfect!"

Balleru didn't care about other things anymore, and the frequency of sandwiching noodles in his hands became faster and faster. Finally, the two of them ate seven servings each, and didn't stop until Obik had no more ingredients.

"Comfortable... Boss, how much is it, don't say you don't want money today."

Obic still shook his head.

"Today is my last day to set up a stall, please be well."

"The last day?"

Obic stepped out of the dining car and pointed to a construction site below the mountain.