Mixed in Marvel's stand-in messenger

After thinking for a while, he planned to make five dishes and one soup.

Sweet and sour pork loin, beef with smooth egg, broccoli in oyster sauce, steamed sea bass, tofu and eggplant stew and winter melon and vermicelli soup.

Considering Matt's sensitive senses, none of the dishes cooked today have particularly strong flavors.

Joyce even wondered if Matt would faint from discomfort if he made a fried pork with green peppers, but it seemed that it was better not to take the risk.

It wasn't until she was cooking that Joyce felt that she had truly unlocked the true uses of the stand-in.

Good guy, the thickness of the sliced ​​tofu is almost the same. Even if the pork belly is cut into cubes, there seems to be no difference.

Especially when turning tofu.

Joyce, who was preparing to challenge himself in technical work, completely failed.

The tofu was still in the sky before it hit the ground. The steel chain fingers with quick eyes and quick hands quickly picked up the chopsticks and picked up the pieces of tofu in the air and put them in the pot to turn them over.

For this reason, Joyce also specially replaced the weather forecast and the Hermit's Purple to experiment one by one.

The accuracy of the three is almost the same, but only the steel chain fingers are faster and better.

The Hermit's Purple is a bit weird.

In Joyce's eyes, it always looked like a tentacle monster, and the way the thorns stretched out and wrapped around the pots and pans was really funny.

The weather forecast was not good either, so I tried to make a dish, but it tasted a little salty.

When he decided to take it back, Joyce seemed to feel some resentment in Weather Forecast's eyes. Was it an illusion?

The decision is yours!

Steel chain fingers!

Cut a pin in a garbage bag and destroy any scraps you've made.

With the help of a stand-in, cooking becomes faster.

And the taste has improved a lot. It would be great if the substitute could learn to cook and clean by himself...

Not long after, Ava and Matt arrived.

"Hi Ava!"

Joyce greeted warmly.

"Sit down."

Joyce took the two of them to the restaurant. They sat down and couldn't help but marveled at the sumptuous dinner on the table.

"Wow~ Today's dinner is very rich. It seems that you are in a good mood!" Ava said jokingly.

Joyce replied with a smile: "Well, today is the day for me to move to a new home. In the East, this is called housewarming."

Then he introduced these dishes and unceremoniously took credit for the results of Steel Chain Finger.

As if infected by Joyce, Matt, who often frowns, also showed an imperceptible smile.

The three of them ate the food and chatted, taking a sip of wine from time to time.

Days are so happy.

Ava and Matt decided to give themselves a night off today and not go on patrol.

This meal lasted until about nine o'clock in the evening.

After they left, Joyce closed the door and went back to the house to rest. After washing himself, he lay down on the bed.

Looking at the dark roof, Joyce couldn't help but sigh. He didn't know what his future would be like, there might be a lot of trouble.

But none of this can stop him from moving forward. He must continue to work hard. Only if he is strong enough can he protect the people he wants to protect.

He recalled the experiences of the past year in his mind, everything seemed like a dream.

Tossing and turning, I didn't fall asleep until dawn broke.

"Oh? He's become stronger again? What wonderful energy, what pure spiritual power!"

"Go, my lovely daughter, you must kill him this time!"

......

Joyce felt like he was in another time and space, and the scene was extremely real.

I am now on top of a high tower, with endless clouds at the top. Everything seems extremely peaceful, and it makes people feel very comfortable.

where am i?

Joyce looked confused.

He had no memory of ever being in this place.

Just when he wanted to jump down, he found that his body was suspended in the air, and the scene below changed into an abyss.

Is this a dream?Or is it my imagination?

Joyce did not dare to act rashly, because there was an abyss below, and if he was not careful, he would fall to his death.

At this moment, a scream from his dream reached his ears.

He looked in the direction of the sound, but what he saw was another large piece of land.

There are mountains, water and forests.

At the entrance of the forest stood a little girl in a red dress.

"Who are you!"

Joyce asked loudly.

"Why are you here, and who am I?"

When the little girl heard Joyce's sudden question, she was so frightened that she quickly covered her mouth and kept shaking her head.

What exactly is going on?

How did he get here, and where is this place?

Why doesn't he remember himself?

Was the scream coming from the little girl?

A series of questions kept flashing in Joyce's mind. He wanted to find the answer, but unfortunately there was no clue at all.

Joyce looked at her expectantly, hoping to hear some information.

The little girl looked at him carefully, and then looked at where he was standing.

At this time, Joyce changed his position again.

I don’t know why my feet suddenly turned into sand.

The girl looked at the distant sky, where there was a crescent moon.

At this moment, the little girl's face suddenly turned extremely pale, and her eyes turned blood red.

She screamed sharply, her voice harsh and unpleasant, giving people a splitting headache.

"Why is this happening? Why is this happening? You are not...me...you are not...how could you appear in this world!"

The little girl kept screaming, and her body became bigger and bigger, becoming more ferocious and terrifying.

"What are you babbling about?"

Joyce frowned.

The little girl looked at him, with strong hatred and hostility on her face, and her eyes were bloodshot, as if she had been greatly stimulated, and she looked particularly weird.

As Joyce watched, a giant snake crawled out from her chest, then opened its bloody mouth and bit at Joyce.

The moment the giant snake rushed out.The little girl had already fallen to the ground.

She looked at Joyce with eyes that seemed full of hatred and murder, as if she had regarded him as her enemy.

The giant snake pounced.

Joyce quickly took a few steps back.

What exactly is going on?

This is where?

Why is there a giant python inside the little girl?

Why are you attacking me again?

Joyce has no memory, no idea who he is, and no idea why he is here.

As if appearing out of nowhere.

Joyce kept guessing, but time did not allow him to think carefully.

Because at this moment he could clearly see the giant snake flying towards him, its bloody mouth biting his neck.

He quickly took out his dagger and slashed seven inches into the giant python.

"hiss..."

The giant python screamed in pain, then fell to the ground, blood spurting out.

Joyce breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't expect a snake to be so powerful.