Cut into symmetrical filaments, this is the thought in Luo's head.

The transparent sphere in the palm of the palm covered the potatoes. After a moment, the light disappeared and the potatoes on the cutting board were not moving at all.

Luo knew that his ability must have taken effect, so he reached out to fiddle with the potatoes, but saw that the potatoes were immediately divided into several irregular blocks and poured onto the cutting board.

“…”

Looking at this scene, Luo was speechless.

It was clearly a shredded idea, but it showed a cube of potatoes divided by a few random cuts. This result was too different from the idea.

At this moment, Luo realized that his control was terriblely weak and was unwilling to accept it. He took another potato and put it on the chopping board, first peeling it...

In the white light, the skin of the potato was slowly peeled off by God's hand, which took about the same time as the first potato just now.

Unfortunately, there is no second-counter. If you practice a lot, you can only rely on your feelings to judge whether there has been any progress.

After peeling, Luo used God's hand again to the intact potatoes on the chopping board.

hiss…

With a slight sound, not only the potatoes were divided into several pieces, but also the thick wooden cutting board under them was also affected.

Luo did not notice that the chopping board was also affected. He frowned at the still failed potato, pushed it aside, and took another potato from the side.

Peel, cut into shreds…

After repeated trials of more than twenty potatoes, Luo felt tired. After sighing, he sat on the ground and lay back on the ground, breathing slightly.

"how so…"

Luo Moss stared at the ceiling.

More than 20 potatoes can be peeled successfully every time, but it takes a long time. Cutting the potato shreds will end quickly, but the worst is to divide them into several pieces, and the best result is more than a dozen pieces.

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

Luo's brows slowly frowned, not knowing where something went wrong to make it happen.

After awakening the hand of God, the first time it was used to fight the enemy. The idea at that time was to dig out Cook's heart and cut off Cook's wrist.

God's hand follows his will and has indeed successfully separated Cook's heart and wrist. Since it is so easy to succeed with human goals, how can a mere potato be so difficult?

What is the difference between the two...

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

The control power of the mind? The quality of the target? The quantity of the target?

If there is really a difference, quality is one aspect, but when it comes to manipulation, the key issue should be... quantity!

To cut a potato into shreds, you have to divide an overall goal into countless portions, which makes the operation more difficult? But in terms of quality, the hardness of the potato is far less than that of Cook's body that wraps around a small amount of air.

In other words, you must use the power of God's hand well, at least you must be able to use the control of Qi freely.

The hand of God is now like an untamed king of beasts, powerful and cruel, but he will not obey Luo's orders.

It is like a robot with thirty complex instructions. Luo can issue one instruction in one second, but it is far from reaching ten, twenty, or even thirty instructions in a specific order within one second.

"Although I really want to try it again, my anger has almost been exhausted, and... I seem a little complacent."

Luo Chang let out a breath, turned his head to look at the hills crowded in the corner, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Defeating Cook as a young beginner, as well as using God's hands to defeat Xisuo a little proud.

As Cook said, Luo is just a rookie who cannot even use Zeng skillfully. However, Luo is able to awaken his ability to chant under such unsolid basic conditions, whether it is his talent or the credit of Baiyan font.

These are things that belong to Luo, and they are also the starting line and advantage of Luo Yuan surpassing others. If you don’t try to cherish them, you will sooner or later lose everything.

“There are three or four months left.”

Luo patted his cheek, stood up and stood up, looking at the more than twenty ruined potatoes on the edge of the stove, and could only say sorry to Ni Jin and the others in his heart.

I originally wanted to make sautéed sautéed shredded potatoes, but now I can only make sautéed potatoes, and I can also make sautéed to the dark threshold.

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

The ingredients that can be used are almost all potatoes cut into irregular chunks and smoked meat cut into pieces with only a small amount of air.

There are not many auxiliary ingredients and seasonings. Just keep everything simple and control the general taste. The main thing is to stew the potatoes.

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

After doing this, Luo didn't have the heart to look at the heat. Taking advantage of this time, he recalled the process of cutting more than twenty potatoes with the hand of God.

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

Where is the difference between doing well and doing badly?

Find this out and strengthen the training. However, Luo's training times are limited after all, and no matter how hard he recalls it, he can't find an accurate direction.

"Stay quickly after dinner and continue to exercise after the gas recovery. However, most of the time, you can't use potatoes anymore, you can try it with stones."

Luo let out a breath and made a decision.

Time passed by little by little, and the aroma of stewed smoked meat from potatoes slowly floated out.

Luo lifted the lid of the pot, took a look and determined that the potatoes were rotten. He rubbed a little salt with his fingers and spread it in the steaming pot. Then he stirred it several times before he started the pot and put it in the prepared large basin.

At this time, Luo glanced at the middle-aged fat man who was lying on the ground, thinking that he hadn't woken up yet, and he would probably be in the kitchen next time.

Luo shook his head, no longer thought about it, found the dishes and chopsticks, used a large basin to fill a lot of rice, then threw a handful of money and placed it next to the cutting board, and then left the kitchen.

When he delivered the food to the ward as fast as possible, several people were greeted with resentful eyes.

"ha…"

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

In fact, getting lost is one thing, and using potatoes to exercise control is the real reason.

Machi looked at Luo with the gaze of "If you believe in you, you will have a ghost", and then picked up a bowl to serve rice.

Neither cares about his injuries, he got out of bed and walked to the table, and also took a bowl of rice and started eating.

Nobunaga was stunned when he saw this and said, "Hey, come here for me."

"What's the hurry? This is... huh?"

After taking a bite of potatoes, Wu Jin glared at him and made a surprise sound. Then he subconsciously looked at Machi beside him, who also looked at him at this time.

After looking at each other for a while, the two of them suddenly accelerated the speed of picking rice and picking potatoes in a tacit understanding, as if they had forgotten Nobunaga.

Luo took the portion first and stepped aside and ate it silently. He wouldn't have eaten this dish that almost reached the threshold of dark cuisine like Maggie and the others.

"Hey, can you stop eating and get some for me?"

Nobunaga was stunned when he looked at Niujin's appearance and ignored him.

Luo smiled when he saw this, and thought this scene was really interesting. Perhaps it was...subverting the impression.

"If Niujin and Nobunaga recovered faster, by September, there would be no shortage of people who would train properly."
Chapter completed!