Little Pig Huahua lay lazily under the wall, basking in the sun all day long, dreaming of all kinds of strange dreams. No, he imagined himself becoming a gourmet again. . . . . .

"You have learned all the food methods, and it only takes one second to cook a table of meals." Chef Hippo said to Huahua with a smile. Huahua ran home long ago, took out the kitchen knife, and saw a flash of light. As soon as the sparks stopped, a table of delicious food appeared. Huahua just moved a finger.

In this way, Piggy Huahua’s belly is getting bigger day by day, and every day is twice as heavy as yesterday. Once, Huahua lost her footing and fell down the hillside. It didn't matter, she crushed ten people, and one person was even pressed into the soil by Huahua.

At this time, a group of green monsters came down from the sky. Without saying a word, they took out their knives and forks and planned to eat flowers. . . . . .

"Ah!" Huahua was frightened and woke up, and the monster turned into a lush green grass. He stood up, rubbed his eyes, felt much more awake, and ran towards the stadium in the distance.