At noon the next day, Luo Lie suddenly opened his eyes and got up from the bed, but he felt refreshed.
Machi wasn't in the room, and he didn't know where he went.
Luo Lie looked up at the old clock on the wall, and only then did he know that it was already past noon.
"Rumble …"
A serious protest came from his stomach. A bowl of rice soup for each meal was too little.
Luo Lie touched his stomach and got out of bed directly. He saw a bowl of rice soup on the table, presumably prepared by Machi before he went out.
Silently looking at the bowl of rice soup for a long time, Luo Lie felt warm in his heart. At the same time, he thought of Machi more than ten years later.
"Such a cute and kind little loli, I must not let her become a member of the Phantom Squadron in the future. The little loli training plan will start now!"
Luo Lie secretly made up his mind and went into the bathroom to wash up. After that, he swallowed a few mouthfuls of the ice-cold rice soup to relieve the hunger in his stomach.
After drinking the rice soup, his stomach became less uncomfortable. In the following time, Luo Lie began to cultivate again.
Knowing the dangers of the hunter's world, only strength could become a shield to protect oneself, and only strength could become a weapon to get what one wanted.
Luo Lie, who had touched the threshold of telekinesis, didn't care whether the direction of cultivation was correct or not. He used his own cognition and method to enhance the degree of control of Qi step by step.
If the levels of telekinesis were divided, they would be Zhiwei, Ideation, Manipulation, Control, Mastery …
Knowing Qi meant having a clear understanding of Qi. Knowing Qi meant being able to feel the existence of Qi. It could also be said to be opening up the fine pores, allowing the flow of Qi to become more and more powerful. Controlling Qi was the entry level of telekinesis.
The realm of control was a dividing line. Only those who could control Qi could be called psychokinesis users. Above that would be the realm of first-class experts. The higher the degree of control of Qi, the smoother the flow of Qi and the easier it would be to switch between offense and defense.
Most of the telekinesis users were in the realm of manipulation. Based on the degree of manipulation, this group of telekinesis users could be divided into three levels: high, intermediate, and low. Similarly, even if they had reached the realm of manipulation, they could also be divided into levels.
In fact, there was no clear distinction between levels among telekinesis users, and one couldn't judge the final result of a battle based on level alone. After all, leaving aside the degree of control of Qi, the quantity and quality of Qi, the various telekinesis abilities derived from the six major elements were hard to defend against, not to mention factors such as the right time and place that could affect one's strength.
Luo Lie was a newbie who had just stepped into the realm of psychokinesis. He could not even be considered a beginner. However, with his identity as a transmigrator and without any guidance, he had directly crossed the two steps of Perceptive and Perceptive. He was like a baby who had already started running before he could even crawl.
Without a solid foundation, even if a genius could learn how to run in an extremely short period of time, he would definitely fall miserably when he wanted to fly. However, the auxiliary system that existed in Luo Lie's consciousness might be able to turn the hidden drawbacks into benefits.
To a certain extent, Luo Lie, who carried a unique system in his consciousness, could be said to be an anomaly among telekinesis users. Even if the path he took was wrong, he might not necessarily walk into a dead end.
Right now, Luo Lie didn't think too much about it. His entire mind was focused on how to strengthen his control of Qi. The first technique he would practice was Bind of the Four Fundamental Skills!
At the very least, he had to learn how to manipulate Qi before he could investigate what the telekinesis ability that had instantly ripped off Machi's clothes and underwear was.
He only hoped … that the unknown telekinesis ability wasn't so low that it could only be used to rip off clothes.
Just like that, when Machi wasn't home, Luo Lie spent almost all of his time practicing, and when Machi returned, he would teach him the common language.
Time passed day by day. Every day, his meal was always a bowl of rice soup, and there were no side dishes.
Every time he ate, Luo Lie would think of Machi's thin body hidden under his clothes and secretly made a decision. That was, after mastering the language and understanding the current situation of Meteor Street, the first thing he would do was to improve his meals!
Time flew by quickly. Half a month later, Luo Lie was already able to stabilize the 'Qi' in his upper body. Moreover, under Machi's poor teaching, he had basically mastered the common language of this world, and from time to time, he would ask about the situation of Meteor Street. By now, he had a basic understanding of Meteor Street.
Meteor Street was a landfill area. As early as 1,500 years ago, this place was designated as a garbage dump. In this place, any country was allowed to throw anything here.
Garbage, corpses, babies, industrial waste … anything that was deemed useless could be thrown here.
Although the area outside Meteor Street was basically filled with garbage, the streets inside Meteor Street were very clean and simple. The color of the buildings was mainly yellow and white, and the materials used were not bad. If the garbage dump outside Meteor Street was not taken into consideration, this would be a normal town.
The residents living in Meteor Street were all abandoned people, and they were also the world's unregistered residents. It was impossible to find any information about their origins, and the residents here mainly relied on the things that could be recycled from the garbage dump to survive.
However, among so much garbage, there were industrial waste, dangerous materials that failed chemical experiments, and various substances that were harmful to the human body. Therefore, if one wanted to go to the garbage dump to try their luck, they would need a comprehensive protective suit.
This was also the reason why Machi went to the garbage dump to wear a protective suit.
Self-reliance was the basic condition for survival here. Even if you were a helpless child, you would not receive any special privileges. In this kind of environment, it was not an exaggeration to say that the survival of the fittest was another kind of survival of the fittest.
On the twenty-fourth day since Luo Lie came here, perhaps the rice had run out. On this day, Machi put on a protective suit again and prepared to go to the garbage dump to find still useful materials and then exchange them for food.
"Law, from today on, I won't provide you with food anymore. If you don't want to starve to death, come with me to the landfill." Machi, wearing a protective suit, looked at Luo Lie calmly.
This time, Machi didn't seem to intend to go out alone.
The name Luo Lie was extremely hard to pronounce in the common language. If it was a single name, it would become very pleasing to the ear, so Luo Lie simply cut off the 'Lie' and changed his name to a single surname.
"I've been waiting impatiently for a long time!" Luo Weiwei smiled and twisted his neck, making a cracking sound. He had been in the room before, mainly because he was not familiar with the environment and the language barrier. Now that there was no such concern, he had long wanted to go out and see.
Moreover, eating rice soup every day, he couldn't stand it for a long time.
Seeing the excited Law, Machi's eyes flashed, he nodded slightly, picked up the gas mask hanging on the wall, and then walked towards the door.
"You owe me twenty-four days of food, I will charge you three times the interest, the accommodation fee is waived, oh, the redemption fee of the stone is calculated separately." Just a few steps, Machi suddenly stopped in front of the door.
Law heard the words, several black lines hung on his forehead and said helplessly: "Well, well, well, that's not called a stone, it's called jade!"
"Oh."
Machi's reaction was very cold, he opened the door and went out directly.
Law patted his forehead to express helplessness and followed.
The residents of Meteor Street rely on the waste in the landfill area to live, and Law does not resist this. On the contrary, he just wants to improve the food conditions as soon as possible.
This is not only for himself, but also for Machi.
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