I'm dying in Marvel

"Okay, that's it, now unleash your hellfire."

"Don't be anxious, ensure the balance of strength, and don't let your emotions affect you."

"Good performance, keep it up."

"Steady, steady, hey, why are you here again?"

Joss looked at the raw chicken wings in his hand, and stared dissatisfiedly at the flames on Ghost Rider's head, then threw the coke in his hand into the trash can beside him.

This thing can't complete the system task at all. Obviously, a chicken wing must be successfully roasted to be considered a success. Other than that, any finished products that are not cooked or burnt are not counted.

"What's the point of this kind of thing?" Forced by Jos's intimidation, Ghost Rider sat on the ground and acted as a humanoid gas stove without daring to say anything.

This is the training method that Joss invented for him. Let Johnny try to cook a bunch of chicken wings with hellfire before the things from Tony Stark are delivered.

Joss knocked the Ghost Rider's bones with the barbecue skewer in his hand and said: "Why is it useless? You can speak now, can't you? Were you able to do it before?"

"Uh, it seems so." Johnny's face was oh, he was faceless now and couldn't tell his expression, but his voice was obviously a little hesitant.

Although what you said seems to make sense, I still feel that something is not quite right.

Joss picked up a bunch of new chicken wings and roasted them on the hellfire on Johnny's body, and said while brushing the oil:

"You have to know that controlling the size of the fire without scorching it is a training for your strength release. Maintaining the same temperature for a long time is a training for control. What's more, if you want me to train you, you can still Ask so many questions”

Johnny, who was yelled at for no apparent reason, was confused, but he had to admit that the two points Joss said were of some use, so he could only keep his mouth shut and continue to control the fire.

You successfully grilled chicken wings

mission completed

Obtain 40000 sources of death

Bonus: Infernal Turkey Wings 3

After wasting almost five catties of chicken wings, Joss finally cooked a bunch. Hearing the completion notification sound from the system, Joss finally showed a satisfied smile.

Although halfway through the process, the temperature of the hellfire controlled by Johnny is suitable and will not shake, but his grilling skills obviously need to be improved, otherwise it won't be so wasteful.

"Well, it's better not to tell him this question." Joss thought in his mind.

Originally, among the missions of the system, this side line can get the most points. There is no doubt about the reason. Doing so will make the ghost knight go crazy. After that, the other party may directly give up the matter of defeating the demon and come to do it die yourself.

And in that kind of situation, what they are facing is definitely a ghost knight with full status and buffs. At that time, let alone beating him like he is now, it is estimated that even Joss and the others can escape.

But before, Joss took advantage of the other party's restlessness and absorbed part of the hellfire when he transformed into an angry mood, causing the ghost knight to enter a weak state. At this time, he was confused by another mouthful. Naturally, he is not afraid of being attacked by the opponent at all.

"So, do any of you want to try this?"

He held up the hellfire grilled chicken wings in his hand and looked at the three women, but all three shook their heads in unison, and even the foodie Xiao Hei didn't show any interest in this thing.

After all, this thing is roasted by the hell fire known as devil's fire. Who knows if there will be any problems if you eat it?

Looking at this rare and exotic food, it was the first time that Jos felt that someone Cao's food tasted strange, and it felt a bit pity to abandon it.

But in the end, Joss gritted his teeth and bit down in the spirit of not doing or dying.

"This taste"

As soon as a bite of chicken wings hit the tip of his tongue, the unparalleled and wonderful taste exploded in Jos's mouth.

It's a pity that he is not a foodie, and he can't make some shocking comments.

Not to mention the critic next to a medicine king, who couldn't use the power of food to forcibly blast all his clothes without hurting his skin at all.

So he could only exhale and yell: "It's so delicious!"

Startled by the sudden roar, Lilith and the others looked at Joss, at first they thought he was joking or trying to trick them into taking a bite.

As a result, before anyone could react, Joss had already eaten the remaining two chicken wings.

"Wait, it's really so delicious." Xiao Hei, as a foodie, couldn't sit still for the first time.

"You must be joking. It must be the kind of food that tastes terrible. It looks like this on purpose." Tatsumaki frowned, thinking about a suitable explanation.

"But he ate it all." Lilith spoke concisely, telling the truth in one sentence.

In fact, Joss definitely didn't mean to lie, and his movements were extremely fast, and he directly put a dozen skewers of chicken wings on the ghost rider and grilled them.

At first, the few of them thought that Joss was just messing around on a whim, but seeing this appearance, no one would doubt anything, all of them were staring at the chicken wings in Joss' hands.

"I told you, don't go too far."

Johnny, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn't help roaring out after being forcibly used as a barbecue grill, and stared at Joss with a pair of eyes burning with the flames of hell.

Seeing the flames in the opponent's eyes, Jos's eyes became serious, but when he saw the Ghost Rider waved his right hand fiercely, three fingers were already swiping towards Jos.

"I want [-]% since I baked it, so giving me [-]% is not too much."

Joss' expression remained unchanged, he flicked the chicken wings in his hand quickly with his fingers, threw away two burnt ones, turned his eyes to the Ghost Rider and said softly: "At most [-]%, there are four of us here, less Not enough to eat."

The Ghost Rider slapped the ground, and the raging hellfire rose up, roaring: "No, at least [-]%."

Joss narrowed his eyes slightly, threw away the two burnt chicken wings, and said with a cold snort, "Two and a half, no more."

Ghost Rider gasped heavily, nodded fiercely and said: "Deal"

I didn't expect that I would one day be able to take the God of Cookery route, although it has nothing to do with me at all.

I sighed slightly in my heart, then smiled proudly, and casually threw two burnt chicken wings.

"That's enough, you go away, I'll do it." Finally, Tornado couldn't stand it any longer.