The buildings in Meteor Street are generally similar, square and featureless.
The church was like a crane in a flock of chickens among the numerous buildings.
Law wandered around the church alone. He wanted to find out where the kitchen was.
After walking around for most of the time, he still didn't find the right place.
Walking in the corridor, a middle-aged woman in a nun's uniform came to him. Law stopped her and asked where the kitchen was.
Under the guidance of the middle-aged nun, Law finally found the location of the kitchen.
Through the main door, there was a wooden table against the wall with all kinds of utensils on it, and a stone sink on the right.
Law walked into the kitchen and looked to the left. He saw an ordinary stove with a black iron pot and a big rice cooker on it.
When he first saw the kitchen, he thought it was an ancient kitchen with backward conditions. As a result, a big rice cooker stood beside the stove, so out of place.
A few steps away from the stove was a fireplace with a special black grill inside. As expected, it should be a tool used to make smoked meat.
The kitchen was not big, and there was no one in it.
Law glanced over and saw that there were basically all the necessary things, but he didn't know if the seasoning was complete.
"There is no one here, so I can't use it at will."
Law went to the corner beside the stove, where there were piles of potatoes, which seemed to be the main ingredient.
Just a glance, then looked away and turned over the bottles and jars on the stove.
"This is salt."
"It's easy to say if there is oil."
"Huh? It's vinegar, and … this is chili? "
Law took a small white pepper from a jar and observed it in front of his eyes.
In terms of shape, it was similar to the small pepper of the earth, but it was white and looked a bit strange.
The things that can be put on the stove are basically seasonings and auxiliary materials.
Law hesitated for a moment, then threw the small pepper into his mouth and chewed it. Suddenly, a strong spicy taste exploded from the mouth.
"It's strong." Law looked startled and did not continue to chew. Instead, he swallowed the small white pepper in his mouth and exhaled deeply.
He could have spit it out, but Law did not have the habit of spitting out the food in his mouth. Even if it was unpalatable, as long as it was put in his mouth, he had to swallow it.
"I thought that the most seasoning would be oil and salt. I really underestimated it."
Law wiped the fine sweat from his forehead and walked to the cupboard leaning against the wall with a little excitement. He wanted to see if there was anything good inside.
"Who allowed you to come in?"
Just as Law was about to rummage through the cabinets again, a dull and unhappy voice came from the door.
Law's body stiffened, he retracted his hand from the cupboard, slowly turned to look at the door, and smiled awkwardly. God knows why he felt like a thief caught.
A fat middle-aged man with a wide waist was standing at the door. He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt that exposed his arms and black trousers. There was a wide-faced kitchen knife on his waist. He had a benevolent and evil face.
That question was filled with displeasure. Even Ci Mei's expression was slightly malevolent.
Luo was in the wrong to trespass into other people's territory. He immediately showed an embarrassed look and explained to the middle-aged fat man, "It's like this, I want to borrow the kitchen, but there was no one when I came."
As soon as the middle-aged fat man heard it, he pulled out the wide-faced kitchen knife without saying a word.
This posture caused Law to be slightly taken aback. He thought to himself, could it be another person who knows telekinesis?
As soon as the thought came up, she gathered Qi on her eyes and looked at the middle-aged fat man.
She saw a trace of Qi overflowing from the middle-aged fat man's body, indicating that this person was not a telekinesis user.
Luo Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief. If he was not a telekinesis user, it would be easy to deal with him.
Thinking of this, Law took out the money in his trouser pocket and explained: "Don't get excited, I'm not borrowing it for free, I'll pay."
The middle-aged fat man stared and said nothing. He raised the kitchen knife and rushed toward Law.
"Why bother."
Law saw this, smiled bitterly, sidestepped the middle-aged fat man's knife, then gathered a small amount of Qi in his hand and chopped him in the back of the neck with a hand knife.
With a muffled sound, the middle-aged fat man fell to the ground and fainted directly. The kitchen knife in his hand was still firm.
"You can't blame me for this."
Law snorted and continued to rummage through the cupboard. The good things he imagined did not appear. There were only a few pieces of smoked meat, and it was lucky to find chili and soy sauce vinegar.
"Let's make shredded potatoes and smoked meat."
The ingredients were limited and it seemed that this was the only way.
Law picked out a few good-looking potatoes from the pile of potatoes, then took them to the sink and washed the potatoes with some water from the huge water tank next to him.
After that, he filled a bowl with some water and put it on the side of the stove, then took the potatoes and a piece of smoked meat and put it on the wooden chopping board.
"Where's the kitchen knife."
Law was going to cut the potatoes and smoked meat, but he couldn't find the kitchen knife. He turned back to look at the middle-aged fat man who fell to the ground. To be precise, it was the kitchen knife held in the middle-aged fat man's hand.
Law scratched his cheek, walked to the middle-aged fat man, squatted down and tried to pull out the kitchen knife held in his hand.
"Huh?"
Law tried hard and failed to pull the kitchen knife out of the middle-aged fat man's hand.
"Oh my God."
Seeing that he couldn't pull out the kitchen knife, Law smiled bitterly and gave up. He got up and walked back to the side of the stove. If there was no kitchen knife, he was going to use the hand of God to process the potatoes and smoked meat, just to exercise his control.
Before, Law used the omnipotent magic hand to fool Caesar. In fact, his telekinesis called the hand of God, as its name, is omnipotent.
However, to really exert the power of the hand of God, not only must one have exquisite control, but one must also have enough power.
With the help of the white smoke font, Law has the potential to exercise the six systems to 100%. According to the characteristics of each telekinesis system, it can make the hand of God derive various unique effects.
Even if it can't derive other effects, it can develop other types of telekinesis.
Human talents are limited. Only by adapting to their own attributes can they exert their telekinesis to the extreme. If they take another path, it will only be thankless in the end.
Usually, a telekinesis user exhausts his talent and can only develop one type of telekinesis. If he develops two types of other types of telekinesis, he will generally be reduced to the middle road.
But Law is different. Since he came to this world, he has jumped out of the frame and limitations and is the most special existence.
If one day the six systems are trained to 100%, maybe as long as he knows how other people's telekinesis works, he can copy it directly.
This possibility is based on exquisite control. Even the hand of God is a test of control.
It's not easy to cut potatoes into symmetrical filaments. It's not deliberate training, but Law wants to try it seriously.
Putting a potato on the chopping board, Law took a deep breath and his expression slowly focused.
"First, peel off the skin."
Law stretched out his hand and hung over the potato, gathering his Qi to condense a transparent white sphere about the size of a basketball.
"If the range is further compressed, it should be much easier to control. On the contrary, if the range is expanded, it is basically impossible to operate."
In theory, as long as Law has enough Qi, he can expand the range of the hand of God like the circle in the telekinesis technique.
Law's mind moved slightly, and the white sphere the size of a basketball was compressed to the size of a small ball, and then slowly pressed against the potato.
The white sphere covered the potato, and under Law's careful control, the skin on the surface was slowly peeled off.
Almost a minute later, the skin was completely peeled off.
In the pursuit of control, efficiency was sacrificed. In the future, under the maintenance of this level of control, the speed must be increased as much as possible.
After peeling off the skin of the potato, Law breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he would have to exercise his control more often in the future. Otherwise, at this speed, he would not be able to use it in battle.
The skin of the potato was pulled aside, and the next step was to separate the potato into symmetrical strips, which was harder than peeling the skin.
"It's easy to peel the skin, and it shouldn't be difficult to cut it into shreds."
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