Chapter 474

Sulu looks at the property bar:

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Name: [Sulu portley] (white view)

Strength: [1.0], agility: [1.1], physique: [0.9], spirit: [1.2]

Skills: [cooking LV3], [fighting LV1]

XP：【50】

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"This fighting skill is the information I read from the Internet, combined with the things I've learned from kicking the Hall these days and the experience of integrating Maga fighting... In fact, it's just a set of fighting skills. However, if you form skills, you can use experience value to improve."

Sulu thought.

[Ding! Consume 30 experience points, fight LV1 → LV3!]

[fighting LV3: master various fighting skills, physique + 0.1, strength + 0.1!]

"It's so weak. It feels weaker than the improvement of Maga fighting. Is this the characteristic of the world?"

Sulu murmured to himself: "and... Even if I have enough experience, it can't be upgraded to lv4 and gain special abilities... Because of the world."

This is a despair deeper and darker than the twilight of the gods!

All extraordinary forces, even the weakest ones, are forbidden!

Looking at the remaining 20 points of experience and thinking of the extremely dry state of his wallet, Sulu took the idea of trying and focused on cooking.

[Ding! Consume 20 points of experience, cooking LV3 → lv4!]

[the cooking level is upgraded to lv4 and a special bonus is obtained - Master knife worker!]

"In terms of cooking, there are no extraordinary restrictions... Because lv4's cooking is just the level of a chef, and ordinary people can achieve it?"

"Life skills, it seems, can also rush the level and spell the exclusive bonus. Unfortunately, it's useless."

Sulu sighed and was suddenly stunned.

He thought of some history and myths and legends.

The so-called "entering the Tao with piano" and "entering the Tao with books" probably mean this kind of analogy?

Unfortunately, it is still imagination and dream!

If the world doesn't give support, any heresy is useless!

"I can earn more money... My current cooking skills, coupled with knife work, are about the level of four or five-star chefs?"

Sulu nodded: "there is a place to make a living."

……

The next day.

Li Weiwei stood outside Baijing restaurant, looking at the booming interior and the overflowing aroma, and his stomach growled with frustration.

"The taste of fried vegetables... Seems to be more fragrant."

She tried to walk away, but her legs and feet seemed to rebel and went into the restaurant.

Gollum! Gollum!

The fragrance of all kinds of vegetables and rice gathered and became stronger, which made Li swallow his saliva slightly unconsciously.

"Boss... I'll take a fried three delicacies with me."

After looking around, she couldn't find a place. Li Weiwei could only come forward with a hard head. She prepared cash early and took it out and put it on the counter.

"Just a moment, please."

Sulu was now carving tofu with his hands immersed in water.

He held a carving knife in his right hand, either flat or cut. Groups of tofu seemed to have their own spirituality and changed their respective states.

As if they were supposed to be in that form, Sulu just removed their superficial constraints.

Master knife craftsman. It can already be regarded as uncanny workmanship.

At least, Li Wei looked at the plates of watered tofu like works of art, and some couldn't open their eyes.

Except for the landscape figures, the dragon's whiskers seemed to be floating slightly, as if they were going to fly in the next second.

"Boss, your knife work is comparable to that of Samsung Michelin chef."

The waiting time was not boring. She appreciated the formation of art pieces and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Thank you for your cooking. Welcome to come again next time."

Sulu quickly boxed the dishes and handed them to Li Weiwei.

He wants to hire some employees. No, he has to add a cashier.

He was busy until 9 p.m. and Sulu closed the door regardless of any subsequent guests.

He makes money only to survive, not to become a slave to money.

"Hoo..."

After cleaning, Sulu took a bath, dressed in loose clothes and sat in silence.

For a long time, he opened his eyes and felt helpless: "I don't feel... That is to say, the time has not come!"

The arrival of spiritual tide recovery is determined by the world.

Of course, his sixth level strength is the seed, so he can barely feel it.

After the induction failed, Sulu brushed his mobile phone bored.

He skillfully wandered in various forums, incarnated as keyboard man, fought with various water armies, and found the information he wanted.

"Sure enough... Most of the things about the meteor were deleted, and a lot of smoke bombs were released. The public relations work was done well..."

"None of the photos I was taken in outer space have been circulated... They have been tightly blocked."

That's for sure.

God knows how frightened those countries are.

That's a living giant! Wisdom seed! Alien creatures!

Almost all the upper layers of countries with space observation capabilities and photos have been blown to the boil.

Sulu doesn't know the impact of all aspects involved.

However, he can see that the stock markets of major countries have declined to varying degrees. The military industry and infrastructure industry rose against the market, so he probably guessed some problems.

"Eh? Wait a minute. Although the giant was photographed as a Sulu, not a white scene, it was in the form of a mythical body with all its strength... Every part of my body is mysterious! It represents a lot of knowledge."

Even if the shot is blurred, it may be able to analyze some things.

Sulu's expression suddenly became extremely solemn: "is this also the meaning of 'seed'? My mythical body is the origin of the extraordinary world?"

……

At the same time, a huge country far away from the ocean.

In a laboratory.

"Dr. Suvit, what about the analysis of the photos of the ancient god?"

A solemn agent with black clothes and white hair asked the host of the laboratory.

"... photos of ancient gods?"

Dr. sowitt raised his glasses: "Sir Louis, you see, several researchers have gone crazy for it in my laboratory..."

"Why?" Louis asked puzzled.

"Ancient god... It is an intelligent creature in the universe. I even suspect that it comes from a higher dimension. It is difficult to really observe it with our naked eyes alone, as evidenced by those crazy astronauts."

Dr. sowitt reluctantly spread out his hands: "Most of the photos and images taken in various countries have been horribly affected and directly damaged. Only a few photos have been preserved. Through comparison, we estimate that the height of the 'ancient god' is more than 100 meters... Moreover, those clear photos cannot be copied, and the photos will only get a shadow... This is a place beyond the reach of science."

"Science is hard to reach, gods?" Agent Louis left with great concern.

Dr. sowitt's expression suddenly became a little strange and muttered to himself: "that's what God has given to all mankind. It can't be occupied by a certain force. It's a crime against all mankind."