Chapter 43 Outlook

The buildings on Meteor Street are generally similar, square and featureless.

Among the many buildings, the church stands out like a chicken.

Luo wandered around the church alone, he wanted to find out where the kitchen was.

After shopping around for half a circle, I still couldn't find the right place.

When walking in the corridor, a middle-aged woman in a nun's attire happened to meet her. Luo stopped her and asked where the kitchen was.

Under the guidance of the middle-aged nun, Luo finally found the location of the kitchen.

Entering the main entrance is a wooden table against the wall, with various utensils on it, and a sink made of stones on the right.

Luo walked into the kitchen, looked to the left, and saw an ordinary stove with a black iron pot and a large rice cooker on it.

When I saw the kitchen for the first time, I thought it was an ancient kitchen with backward conditions, but it turned out that there was a big rice cooker standing next to the stove, so out of place.

A few steps away from the stove, there is a fireplace with a peculiar black grill inside. As expected, it should be used to make smoked meat.

The kitchen is not big and there is no one there.

Luo glanced over and found that there were basically everything that should be there, but he didn't know if the seasoning was complete or not.

"There's no one, so I'm not going to use it myself."

Luo walked to the corner next to the stove, where there were piles of potatoes, which seemed to be the main ingredients.

Just glanced at it, then looked away, and turned over the bottles and cans on the stove.

"This is salt."

"It's good to have oil."

"Huh? It turned out to be vinegar, and...is this chili?"

Luo took out a small white pepper from an earthen jar and observed it before his eyes.

In terms of shape, it is similar to the small pepper on the earth, but it is white, which looks a bit strange.

The things that can be placed on the stove are basically seasonings and accessories.

Luo hesitated for a moment, then threw the small pepper into his mouth and began to chew. Suddenly, a strong spicy taste exploded from his mouth.

"Enough." Luo stared blankly, did not continue to chew, but swallowed the small white pepper in his mouth alive, and then let out a deep breath.

It could have been spit out, but Luo didn't have the habit of spitting out the food that got into his mouth, no matter how unpalatable it was, as long as he put it in his mouth, he had to swallow it.

"I thought the condiments were oil and salt at most, which is really an underestimation."

Luo wiped off the fine sweat that oozed from his forehead, and walked towards the cabinet leaning against the wall with a little excitement, wanting to see what good things were inside again.

"Who allowed you in?"

Just as Luo was about to rummage through boxes and cabinets again, there was a dull and displeased voice at the door.

Luo's body froze, he withdrew his hand reaching for the cabinet, slowly turned to look at the door, and smiled awkwardly, God knows why he had the feeling of being caught as a thief again.

Standing at the door was a middle-aged fat man with a fat body and a wide waist, wearing short-sleeved sleeves and black trousers, with a wide-faced kitchen knife pinned to his waist, and he had a benevolent face.

That question was full of displeasure, even that kind eyebrow was slightly ferocious.

Trespassing on other people's territory was a mistake, and he immediately showed an embarrassed look, and explained to the middle-aged fat man, "That's right, I wanted to borrow the kitchen, but there was no one there when I came."

When the middle-aged fat man heard this, he pulled out a wide noodle kitchen knife without saying a word, looking aggressive.

This posture made De Luo slightly taken aback, wondering if he is another person who knows the ability to read?

When the thought comes together, it gathers Qi above the eyes, and then looks at the middle-aged fat man.

I saw a small amount of qi overflowing from the middle-aged fat man's body, indicating that this person is not a person with the ability to think.

Luo breathed a sigh of relief, it would have been easier if he hadn't read the ability.

Thinking of this,

Luo took out the money in his trouser pocket and explained: "Don't get excited, I didn't borrow it for free, I will pay for it."

The middle-aged fat man stared, without saying anything, he raised the kitchen knife and rushed towards Luo.

"Why bother?"

Seeing this, Luo smiled wryly, sideways dodged the knife from the middle-aged fat man, then gathered a small amount of Qi in his hand, and slashed him on the back of the neck with a hand knife.

With a muffled sound, the middle-aged fat man fell to the ground neatly, and passed out immediately. The kitchen knife in his hand was actually firm and did not let go.

"It's not my fault."

Luo curled his lips and continued to look through the cabinets. The good things he imagined did not appear, only a few pieces of smoked meat, and he was lucky to find chili and soy sauce and vinegar.

"Just make fried bacon with shredded potatoes."

The ingredients are limited, and it seems that this is the only way to do it.

Luo picked out a few good-looking potatoes from the pile of potatoes, then took them to the sink, scooped some water from the huge water tank next to them, and washed the potatoes clean.

After that, I filled a bowl with some water and put it on the side of the stove. Then I took the potatoes and a piece of smoked meat and put them on the wooden cutting board.

"Where is the kitchen knife?"

Luo was about to cut potatoes and smoked meat, but couldn't find a kitchen knife, so he turned to look at the middle-aged fat man lying on the ground. To be precise, it was the kitchen knife held by the middle-aged fat man.

Luo scratched his cheek, walked to the side of the middle-aged fat man, squatted down and tried to pull out the kitchen knife that was held in his hand.

"Um?"

Luo pulled hard, but failed to pull the kitchen knife out of the middle-aged fat man's hand after several attempts.

"Oh my God."

Seeing that he couldn't pull out the imposing kitchen knife, Luo gave up with a wry smile, got up and walked back to the stove. If there was no kitchen knife, he was going to use God's hand to process potatoes and smoked meat, just for exercise control.

Before Luo used the omnipotent magic hand to fool Hisoka, in fact, his mind ability called the hand of God is just like its name, and it can be called omnipotent.

However, in order to truly exert the power of the Hand of God, one must not only have an incomparably exquisite control power, but also have a sufficient capacity for thought.

Luo is assisted by the white smoke font, and has the potential to train the six systems to 100%. According to the characteristics of each mental ability system, it can make the hand of God derive various unique effects.

Even if other effects cannot be derived, it can also develop other types of mind abilities.

Human beings have limited abilities, and only by adapting to their own attributes can they maximize their mind abilities. If they find another way, it will only be thankless in the end.

Usually, a person with the ability to read has exhausted his talent and can only develop one type of ability. If he develops two types of ability, he will generally be reduced to the middle way.

But Luo is different. Since he came to this world, he has jumped out of the framework and limitations, and is the most special and alternative existence.

If one day the six major departments are trained to 100%, perhaps as long as they understand the operation method of other people with the ability to read, they can directly copy it.

This possibility is based on exquisite manipulation, even if it is the hand of God, it is quite a test of manipulation.

It is not easy to think about cutting potatoes into symmetrical strips. This is not a deliberate training, but Luo wants to try it seriously.

Putting a potato on the cutting board, Luo took a deep breath and slowly became focused.

"The first thing to do is peel off the skin."

Luo stretched out his hand and hung it over the potato, gathering air to form a transparent white sphere, about the size of a basketball.

"If the range is further compressed, it should be much easier to manipulate. On the contrary, if the range is expanded, it will basically be impossible to operate."

Theoretically, as long as Luo has enough energy, he can expand the range of the Hand of God just like the circle in the mind ability technique.

With a slight movement of Luo's mind, the white sphere the size of a basketball was compressed into the size of a small leather ball, and then he held his breath and slowly pressed down on the potato.

The white sphere enveloped the potatoes, and under Luo's careful manipulation, he slowly peeled off the outer skin.

It took about a minute before the skin was completely peeled off.

In order to pursue control, efficiency was sacrificed. In the future, while maintaining this level of control, speed should be increased as much as possible.

After peeling off the potatoes, Luo let out a sigh of relief, thinking that in the future, he must exercise his control power frequently, otherwise, at this speed, he would not be able to use it in battle at all.

Put the potato skin aside, and the next step is to separate the potatoes into symmetrical strips, which is harder than peeling.

"It's quite easy to peel, and it shouldn't be difficult to cut into shreds."

Luo pressed the white sphere against the bare potato again.