When I transform into Marvel, I also want to be the overlord

In the evening, when Jennifer and her husband were away from home, Maya self-consciously started cooking. At this time, only James was crawling on the ground, and Maya ignored him and poured four kilograms of flour into the big iron basin. A light blue light ball the size of a cantaloupe appeared in her right hand. She held the water ladle in her left hand and slowly added water. The spiral pill in her right hand was close to the batter. Maya closed her eyes and tried to control the rhythm with her senses. She slowly filled the large iron basin with water. The mixture, with the stirring of the spiral pills, gradually condenses into a uniform dough.

Maya took a deep breath and executed nine seals in succession. "Bang bang bang" four Mayans wearing fire cloud robes appeared. At this moment, the little baby was completely stunned, holding a building block, mouth wide open and drooling, staring blankly at his sister. His little, not yet fully developed brain couldn't understand why he had five sisters all of a sudden.

Maya ignored him, and the five of them surrounded the city and threw the huge dough into the air. "Ah la ah la ah la ah la." The five Mayas instantly transformed into "", and they made a "crack" to the dough in the middle. "Cracking, crackling" beating, look carefully, five Maya's ten small fists as white as jade are still shining with a faint golden light.

At this moment, Maya has used the strange power fist, with four clones and one body. The five people are connected in mind and perception, and control the force so that the dough is evenly stressed and floats in mid-air without falling.

I kept beating like this for 15 minutes. The other four clones were fine, but Maya's forehead was covered with sweat.

"Bang bang bang" the four clones disappeared instantly. Maya sat on the sofa and rubbed her temples for a long time before the pain in her brain dissipated.

After using Rasengan to seal the noodles and punching the noodles with strange force, Maya now took out a large piece of pork belly from the freezer and weighed it. It weighed about seven kilograms. Maya didn't use a knife either, her middle and index fingers joined together in the shape of a sword. Soon, a light breeze surrounded the sword fingers. The wind attribute was as sharp as cutting butter with a hot knife, and the pigskin fell off in an instant.

“The minced meat filling is not the better.”

Maya murmured, and a cluster of pale golden "flames" jumped in the palm of her hand. She used this hand to pat the meat evenly. In fact, it was not a flame, but Maya's chakra scalpel, but it was not a blade, but a cluster of blades. Patting the meat is not cutting the meat, but breaking up the tendons inside the meat. It is roughly the same as using internal strength to break up the tendons in Stephen Chow's God of Cookery when making barbecued pork.

After doing this, another Rasengan appeared in Maya's right hand. This time, the inside of the Rasengan showed a hint of dark green. She picked up the strip of meat and slowly put it into the Fengdun Rasengan from above. "Wow!" Evenly sized meat shreds are scattered on the table around the right hand until the meat strips disappear and a ring-shaped meat mountain appears on the table.

Maya swept the mountain of shredded pork into a clean large iron basin, and then added chopped onion, ginger and other seasoning ingredients. After thinking about it, I divided the meat filling into two parts, adding chopped coriander to one part and chopped mushrooms and cabbage to the other part.

Obviously, dinner tonight is ninjutsu dumplings

Don't cook the dumplings too early, otherwise they will burn if left for a long time. Maya just sat in the living room watching TV and waited. At 30:30 in the evening, Jennifer came back crying again, followed by Jack who was carrying a briefcase and looking frustrated.

"Eating dumplings tonight, I'll go to the kitchen to boil water." Maya didn't ask them what was going on, and got up directly and went to the kitchen.

Soon a strong aroma that had never been seen before floated into the small living room. Jennifer and her husband ended their cold war and peered at the kitchen door.

"Maya, your dumplings tonight are so delicious, are they from Lao Huang?" But it was Jack who asked first.

"I haven't gone to work at Laohuang's shop these days. I've been watching TV at home in the afternoon. You don't know." Maya looked at the big white and fat dumplings that were rolling, and added half a ladle of cold water as she spoke.

Five minutes later, Jennifer also stopped sniffing, blew heavily, and exclaimed: “Maya, you are amazing, I have never eaten such delicious food in my life. As long as I can eat this every day, Planting dumplings will make it worth divorcing Jack.”

"Ah, burp, I won't get a divorce. I'm innocent. Jennifer, please don't mess around. It's so hot and delicious. I definitely can't get a divorce." Jack said vaguely while eating heavily.