Chapter 1845: Celebration

Check out Deadpool, send Wanda home, and then send the orange cat back to ‘that village’.
Su Ming just returned to his home, lying on the sofa and enjoying the pain of self-healing.
Most of the body organs are replaced by strangulation, which is also an emergency method in the battle, and after the battle, you still have to rely on your own self-healing ability to slowly recover.
Pain can also be blocked by willpower, but when new muscles and skin are growing at a high speed, the itching sensation that makes people feel like scratching their hearts.
Su Ming, who has taken back his armor, is like a tattered puppet, nestled on one end of the sofa and waited quietly, reducing activity and friction, which is better for self-healing.
"Is our world okay like this?"
Gin came over carrying a barrel, threw it on the carpet ‘duang’, patted the ashes on his body in the cellar, and asked concerned.
Like most Asgardian women, after a man returns home victorious, his wife always has to drink with him.
Su Ming, whose facial muscles were still skinless, nodded, and only half of his self-healing eyes were in his eye sockets. It might be a bit early to drink now.
With this injury, any fairy palace warrior is dead, how can I go home and drink?
"The White Light Incident and the human censorship are all over, and the world can grow freely again." Strangulation temporarily repaired the lungs and vocal cords so that the host could speak: "The Avengers are formed, Thor and Loki have undergone training. Today Wade has completed his first single mercenary mission, and there is an extra Thor on the earth. Compared with the price paid, he has already earned it."
Gin smiled and flirted his hair, his left hand with a red gem ring clenched into a fist, and he smashed the wooden lid of the barrel with a punch, took out a large horn cup from the drawer of the coffee table, and directly scooped a large glass of brandy. come out.
I'm afraid it's not about one kilogram.
She leaned on Su Ming and brought the wine glass to his mouth: "Then why do you look a little unhappy?"
"I just think the road ahead is not easy." Su Ming reluctantly took a sip. The alcohol made the self-healing esophagus hot and painful, but he looked at Gin Wine's eyes without changing his face and reached out to touch her. Face: "The upgrading of the universe will be completed soon. This symbolizes that we have entered a higher level and also entered the sight of a higher existence. The tide of the times has officially come to us. Next time, things will probably not be that simple. ......"
Gin rubbed his metal bone hand, and took a sip to the horns by himself: "Although I also want to say that the way of a warrior is to advance or retreat, I think you don't believe in the fairy palace, so forget it."
"The road of a soldier needs to advance and retreat with evidence. The set in your hometown is not mindless, killing too many people." Su Ming touched the TV remote control on the coffee table and tuned to the news station: "But the road to transcendence is There is no way to stop or look back, but nothing is wrong."
The Valkyrie thought for a moment, nodded, stood up and sighed with the wine glass, pretending to be relaxed: "Don't talk about that, today I want to celebrate your victory, so I'm going to cook, you want to eat roasted whole Beef or whole pig?"
Su Ming took a sofa cushion and hugged it in his arms, and held it tightly, as if spit out all the air in his lungs: "Bake some fruits, cherry tomatoes or bananas. I spent too many time gems today. , I'm so dizzy now, as if people are hollowed out."
"Nonsense! How can I meet people in the future without meat at the celebration party? No way."
Gin's eyebrows were raised, she was the hostess of the family, and she had the final say on what to eat.
According to the tradition of the hometown, when men go out to fight, women stay behind to support the family, go hunting and prepare a feast for the men to celebrate the triumph. If they are all vegetarian, doesn't it mean that this woman has no skills?
Although she has lived on the earth for decades, she still hopes to take care of her own man in accordance with the tradition.
"Wait for a while, I went to the Sahara Desert and got a few wild camels today. We have roasted whole camels for dinner."
After finishing the gin, he drank the wine in the horn cup, and the droplet slid down her snow-white neck to her chest, dampening the clothes.
She didn't care about getting her clothes dirty, she brushed a small mouth with her backhand boldly, threw the wine glass to the ground, and rushed to the basement vigorously.
The kitchen is not in the basement, but the armory where Su Ming usually exercises shooting targets is there. She should have gone to get the flamethrower.
"Ugh......"
"Hey..."
The host and symbiote on the sofa in the living room sighed at the same time. As long as they go home, the gin wine cooking meal is a barbecue or just a sprinkle of salt.
It is because tradition has convinced her that food full of wild flavors can provide more wild power to the eater, similar to what the East calls ‘don’t eat what you eat’.
Although always eating barbecue is very good, but it is too hot.
"Strangle, write! Cloak, go and send the letter to Xiao Wang, ask him to help the cook, and bring a few hundred kilograms of spices. Then you go to Kama Taj to send the second letter Hamill, let him Arrange people to come over for dinner, there are several roasted camels."
Gin's back disappeared at the top of the stairs, Su Ming immediately threw away the pillow and issued a series of instructions.
The collar of the cloak was rolled up, as if making a shrug, it seemed a little gloating.
No need to take in carbohydrates, it's that wayward.
However, it still rolled up a note written by strangling imitating the host's handwriting, and flew out from the fireplace chimney, because it was too clear. If the death knell is not happy, it will definitely find a way to make it not happy... ..
The mages came through the portal one after another, and almost everyone brought some small gifts. For example, Mordur took a small basket with some jam he made.
"Where is she?"
The king's expression is solemn. If he is simply roasting camels, how to cook them deliciously can be considered a challenge, not to mention that it is still more difficult now.
Don't overpower the guests, you have to make the gin think that she's cooking.
His task is to use the least number of phone calls to secretly modify these hard dishes to make them less greasy, especially the roasted hump.
Without Su Ming's answer, the window of the living room showed the fire in the garden, which seemed to be a test shot of a flamethrower.
Blowtorch is used for cooking, Xiao Wang has seen a lot of them, such as baking sugar crust or chocolate on cakes, but using flamethrower to cook...
It can only be said that it is worthy of the choice of the Supreme Master, and others can't understand it.
He picked up the sack of spices, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com walked heavily towards the backyard, while the others stayed in the living room, asking the master what happened and why he looked seriously injured.
The trauma only looks heavy, and the biggest burden is to use the Time Gem multiple times to delay the automatic return of the No. 6 timeline, which makes Areshe confused.
Su Ming probably told them what happened, but he didn't elaborate on the devil gods. He just told them to speak to the resident mages in the three major temples. Recently, they must strengthen their defenses and make Antarctica the most holy. So also access to the network.
While talking, Hermione also teleported and arrived, she also brought her new partner, a three-flower-shaped Ellu cat.
She was taken aback when she saw the professor's injury, and quickly took out the potion to instill him, but Su Ming said that she didn't need it. Physical injuries were never a problem, and soul injuries could not be solved by potions.
"My injury is just a trivial matter. Compared to that, does your Ailu cat cook?"
The professor asked a question she hadn't thought of at all, and looked at the cat hiding behind her thigh with a serious face.