Chapter 612 Walter, that idiot!

Just then, Fu Ming's stomach suddenly growled loudly. His ears turned bright red, and he frantically scratched the back of his head, his voice tinged with embarrassment and urgency:

"Um... how about we get something to eat first?!"

Siegfried stared at him for a long time, a playful smile playing on his lips:

"Alright... It's been a long time since I've tasted your cooking, kid. I wonder if it's improved."

"Dad!"

Kiana☆ cried out helplessly.

Finally, after Fu Ming's persistent pleading and Siegfried's seemingly unconcerned "full support," the others couldn't resist him and had to agree to give him ten minutes to go into the kitchen and tinker.

Ten minutes later, Fu Ming walked in carrying several bowls of glistening fried rice, his smugness barely concealed in his eyes and brows.

"Done! This is a super cosmic fried rice recipe I stole from the next universe. I guarantee everyone who eats it will instantly be fully energized and have plenty of vitality!"

Everyone looked at the fried rice in the bowl with different expressions.

Xiao Shi subconsciously took half a step back, shaking his head vigorously like a rattle drum, his tone resolute:

"Even if I starve to death, die of thirst, or jump off the moon, I will never eat this stuff!"

Alicia looked at the fried rice curiously and said:

"Hey~ Ah Ming, are you sure this is edible? It looks... kind of appetizing though~?"

Even so, her eyes were full of resistance, and she showed no intention of touching the spoon at all.

Fu Hua frowned, tapping the table lightly with her fingertips, looking troubled; Mei☆ also frowned slightly, looking at the bowl of fried rice, unable to muster the courage to take a bite.

Only Siegfried took a deep breath, as if he had made a resolute decision to cut off his own arm, picked up a spoon, scooped up a large mouthful, closed his eyes, and stuffed it into his mouth.

The next second, his face froze instantly, his features contorted at a visible speed, and his mouth opened and closed repeatedly, as if something was blocking his throat, preventing him from uttering a single word.

After a long while, he finally managed to swallow it with great difficulty, then gave Fu Ming a thumbs up, his voice as dry as sandpaper:

"Delicious! It's so much better than last time. It even gave me that long-lost feeling of impending death again!"

Kiana☆, seeing her father's contorted expression of pain, couldn't help but roll her eyes and mercilessly expose him:

"Dad, don't push yourself too hard, you'll die!"

Fu Ming, however, completely missed the implied meaning, his eyes shining like stars:

"Really? Father-in-law, you have excellent taste! Then eat more, I'll make more if you're not full!" With that, he picked up a spoon and shoved another large spoonful into Siegfried's bowl, piling it up like a small mountain.

Siegfried looked at the pile of fried rice with a look of utter despair on his face, but he still forced himself to swallow it down, one bite after another, as if he were completing some kind of arduous mission.

"Aren't you going to eat something yourself?" he asked indistinctly, tears welling up in his eyes.

Fu Ming pulled out a bucket of instant noodles that had only been soaking for three minutes from behind him, tore open the lid, and started slurping, saying indistinctly:

"I'll just eat this; the fried rice was specially saved for you guys."

The crisp, loud slurping of noodles contrasted sharply with Siegfried's painful swallowing.

Xiao Shi pushed a bowl of glistening fried rice towards Fu Hua with his fingertips, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Hey old-fashioned guy, wanna try Ah Ming's 'Cosmic Fried Rice'?"

Fu Hua glanced down at the bowl of tempting fried rice, slowly shook her head, her tone calm yet carrying an undeniable certainty:

"No need. I still remember how Brother Ming was affected by Dr. Mei's 'cooking curse'."

"Oh my gosh~" Alicia blinked her watery eyes, her tone full of surprised curiosity: "So, Ahua has also regained his memories of Aming?"

Fu Hua nodded slightly, her fingertips unconsciously tracing the tabletop. A faint trace of melancholy flickered in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

"Yes, but most of them are just scattered fragments, but that's enough."

Xiao Shi raised an eyebrow and moved closer to Fu Hua:

"So, old fogey, were you also scammed back then? No wonder you didn't eat it."

Fu Hua's ears turned a barely perceptible red as she avoided Xiao Shi's gaze. Her tone remained calm, yet a hint of barely perceptible embarrassment crept in:

"I still remember that taste vividly."

As she spoke, she tilted her head slightly, her gaze falling on Siegfried's painfully swallowing figure, a faint trace of sympathy flashing in her eyes.

Xiao Shi frowned, her fingertip unconsciously tapping the table:

"Huh? You old relic, you also have memories of A-Ming from the previous civilization? But in the memories I inherited, you've never seen A-Ming at all?"

Fu Hua lowered her eyes to look at the patterns on the table, her tone calm yet tinged with a distant melancholy:

"Because of my memories of Brother Ming, I used Feather Dust to specially seal them before entering the hibernation chamber."

Her fingertips gently caressed the surface, as if touching a long-forgotten past.

"Later, I entrusted this memory to Danzhu and Cangxuan for safekeeping, and then it eventually passed into the hands of the Book of Cangxuan."

After the Book of Azure Mystery fell into dormancy, this memory also vanished without a trace, and even I myself cannot recall its whereabouts.

She looked up at Fu Ming, who was slurping his instant noodles oblivious to everything, and a gentle sense of relief flashed across her eyes.

No wonder back in Sky City, when he was residing in Kiana's body, Fu Ming made him call him brother and said he had forgotten the good old days.

It turns out that this bond that transcends eras was foreshadowed long ago in the pre-civilization era.

"It wasn't until the Book of Azure Profound awakened and returned the sealed memories to me that I remembered Brother Ming's existence again."

Fu Hua tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, his tone tinged with confusion.

"However, it seems that Brother Ming hasn't regained his memories from the previous civilization?"

Were all those words he said inside Kiana just empty promises?

But ironically, this "deception" turned out to be the right thing to do.

Alicia put her hands behind her back and smiled sweetly:

"Hmm~ Not yet~ But, the fragments of his memories are almost complete, aren't they?"

For the next few months, the group stayed at the lunar base, quietly awaiting Kiana's delivery, while also searching for a way to freely travel to and from another world.

With Siegfried's food taster back, Fu Mingle is happily "developing" new dishes every day.

Fu Hua would occasionally stand at the kitchen doorway, a faint smile in her eyes.

Xiao Shi simply stood guard at the kitchen door, and as soon as Fu Ming came out with a plate, he would immediately call for the old man to make a quick getaway, shouting as he did so:

"Cherish life, stay away from being fed by Fu Ming!"

Only Siegfried, after each meal, would lean against the wall for half an hour to recover, yet he would still pat his chest and say:

"Not bad, not bad, much milder than yesterday!"

Kiana☆ was both annoyed and amused, and could only prepare some lemonade to cleanse his palate while muttering:

"Dad, don't be so stubborn!"

Dr. Tesla finally made contact with Walter, but the signal was torn to pieces by strong spacetime interference. Amidst the crackling noise, only a few intermittent words managed to penetrate the electrical current:

"Tess, is that you?"

Please don't worry, I am currently in the presence of the people of [unclear]. I have successfully infiltrated [unclear] and learned about their [unclear]. They have their eyes on [unclear] in another universe. [Unclear] and I are preparing to go and stop the conspiracy of [unclear] in the sky. We cannot let them succeed.

Before the words were even finished, the signal suddenly surged violently, and a piercing shriek instantly swallowed up all other sounds. The waveform on the screen abruptly distorted into chaotic crimson lines, and no useful information could be captured.

Tesla slammed her hand on the control panel, the metal panel making a dull thud. Her signature red pigtails stood on end in anger, her tone full of impatience, yet unable to hide the worry in her eyes:

"Joachim, you bastard! You bastard! What kind of time is this to be so cocky! Do you think you can stop the people of heaven? ... ****!!!!"