Cut into symmetrical filaments, this is the idea in Luo's head. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A transparent sphere in the palm of the hand covered the potato, and after a moment, the shimmer dissipated, and the potato on the cutting board did not move.

Luo knew that the ability must have taken effect, and reached out to flick the potatoes, only to see that the potatoes were immediately divided into several irregular blocks and poured on the cutting board.

“…”

Looking at this scene, Luo was speechless.

It was obviously the idea of shredding, but what was presented was a few random potato wedges, and this result was too different from the idea.

At this moment, Luo realized that his control was terrifyingly weak, and he was unwilling, so he took another potato and put it on the cutting board, first peeling it...

In the white light, the skin of the potato was slowly peeled off by the hand of God, and the time taken was about the same as that of the first potato just now.

Unfortunately, there is no second counter, and if you practice a lot, you can only rely on your feelings to judge whether you have made progress.

After peeling the skin, Law once again used the hand of God on the intact potatoes on the cutting board.

Hiss...

With a slight thud, not only were the potatoes divided into several pieces, but even the thick wooden cutting board underneath was also damaged.

Luo didn't notice that the cutting board was also affected, he frowned at the still failing potato, tossed it aside, and took another potato from the side.

Peeling, shredding...

After trying more than 20 potatoes, Luo felt tired, and after a long sigh, he sat on the ground with his butt and lay directly on his back on the ground, panting slightly.

"How so..."

Law stared silently at the ceiling.

More than 20 potatoes, peeling can be successful every time, but it takes a long time, and cutting shredded potatoes is quickly finished, but the worst is to divide into several pieces, and the best result is a dozen pieces.

In this case, let alone shredding, you can't even slice it.

Luo's brows furrowed slowly, and he didn't know what went wrong to become like this.

For the first time since awakening the Hand of God, it was used against the enemy, and the idea at that time was to directly dig out Cook's heart and cut off Cook's wrist.

The Hand of God did follow his own will, and indeed succeeded in separating Cook's heart from his wrist, and since it is so easy to succeed in targeting people, how can it be so difficult to be a mere potato.

What's the difference between the two...

Luo slowly closed his eyes, recovering his lost physical strength while thinking about the difference between the two.

The manipulation of the mind, the quality of the target, the quantity of the target?

If there is a difference, quality is one thing, but when it comes to handling, the key question should be... Quantity!

Is it more difficult to cut a potato into shreds, which makes it more difficult to work with? But in terms of quality, potatoes are far less hard than Cook's body with a small amount of gas.

In other words, to use the power of the hand of God well, at least to be able to control qi freely.

The Hand of God is now like an untamed king of beasts, fierce and ferocious, but will not obey Law's orders.

Like a robot with thirty complex instructions, Luo can give one instruction in a second, but it is far less than to give ten, twenty, or even thirty instructions in a specific order in a second.

"I'd love to try again, but I'm almost out of gas, and... I seem to be a little complacent. ”

Luo Chang let out a breath, turned his head to look at the hill gathered in the corner, and involuntarily smiled bitterly.

Defeating a beginner like Cook, a beginner, and using the hand of God to deflate Hisoka, seemed to make him a little smug.

As Cook said, Luo is just a rookie who can't even use it skillfully, however, Luo is able to awaken his ability to read under such a non-solid foundation, whether it is his natural talent or the credit of the white smoke font.

These are all things that belong to Luo, and they are also the starting line and advantages of Luo far beyond others, if you don't work hard to cherish it, you will lose everything sooner or later.

"There are still three or four months to go. ”

Luo patted his cheek, got up and stood up, looked at the more than twenty ruined potatoes on the side of the stove, and could only say sorry to Wojin and them in his heart.

Originally, it was intended to make fried smoked pork with shredded potatoes, but now it can only be made with potato stewed smoked meat, a dish that touches the threshold of darkness.

Luo glanced at the middle-aged fat man who was lying on the ground and still didn't move, and didn't want to pull out the kitchen knife, so he directly lit firewood and started cooking.

The ingredients that could be used were pitiful, almost all of them were potatoes cut into irregular chunks, and smoked meat that Luo used to cut into chunks with what little gas was left.

There are not many accessories and seasonings, everything is simple, and the general taste can be controlled, the main thing is to stew the potatoes.

Luo's hands-on efficiency is good, and he quickly completed the steps of stir-frying the white pepper and smoked meat in oil, adding potatoes in water, and then adding seasonings, covering the pot, and waiting for the potatoes to stew.

After doing this, Luo didn't have the heart to look at the fire, and he used this time to recall the process of cutting more than twenty potatoes with the hand of God.

From the first to the last, there is progress, but it is not very obvious, and there are good and bad.

What is the difference between what is done well and what is not done well?

Find out this and strengthen your training, however, the number of times Luo trains is limited after all, and no matter how hard he recalls, he can't find an accurate direction.

"After eating, I quickly rested, and when I regained my energy, I continued to exercise, but most of the time I couldn't use potatoes anymore, and I could try it with stones. ”

Rowe let out a breath and made a decision.

Time passed little by little, and the aroma of potato stew and smoked meat slowly wafted out.

Luo lifted the lid of the pot, took a look at it and judged that the potatoes were rotten, rubbed a little salt with his fingers and scattered it in the steaming pot, and then stirred it back and forth several times before it was put into the prepared large basin.

At this time, Luo glanced at the middle-aged fat man who fell to the ground, thinking that he hadn't woken up yet, and he would probably use the kitchen next time.

Luo shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, found the dishes and chopsticks, and used a large basin to hold a lot of rice, then dropped a handful of banknotes and put them next to the cutting board, and then left the kitchen.

As he delivered the food to the ward as fast as he could, he was met with the resentful gazes of the Marches.

"Hah..."

Luo put the meal on the table and explained seriously: "I'm lost. ”

In fact, it's one thing to get lost, but it's also a matter of using potatoes to exercise control.

March glanced at Luo with a "believe in you to have a ghost" gaze, and then picked up the bowl and served rice.

Wo Jin ignored his injury, got out of bed and walked directly to the table, also took a bowl of rice, and began to eat.

Nobunaga was dumbfounded and said, "Hey, bring me some." ”

"What's the hurry, this... Huh?"

After taking a bite of the potato, Wo Jin's eyes widened, and he let out a surprised sound, and then subconsciously looked at Marche beside him, who also looked at him at this time.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly accelerated the speed of picking up rice and potatoes at the same time, as if they had forgotten Nobunaga.

Luo took the first step to serve the portion, stepped aside and ate it silently, this dish that almost entered the threshold of dark cuisine, he was not as gobbled up as March and the others.

"Hey, can you get me some without worrying about eating?"

Seeing that Wojin directly ignored him, Nobunaga was dumbfounded.

Luo smiled when he saw this, he only thought that this scene was really interesting, maybe it was... It's a reversal of the impression.

"If Ogin and Nobunaga recover from their injuries faster, there will be no shortage of sparring players until September. ”