Injustice Superman Breaks Through the Second Dimension

With a big head and a thick neck, he is either a rich man or a cook.

Zhu Gangli fully fits this famous saying, he is a chef who was delayed by the work of the general. The open-air stove outside the thatched cottage, the meteorite kitchen knife, the chopping board of the lotus platform, the dense sound of chopping and chopping imply the essence of the sun and the moon, which is in line with the trend of wind and water, winning the creation of the universe.

At this time, it has been a year since Kent accepted his disciples. Zhu Gangli has learned more than a hundred dishes, and his technique is becoming more and more proficient, but Kent still shook his head when he saw it.

"Master, why are you shaking your head again? Isn't the old pig's craftsmanship already very good?" Zhu Gangli is easy to be satisfied. He feels that the food he cooks now is full of color and flavor, and the stove king in the sky does not have this skill. But I don't know why my master is always dissatisfied.

"I'm afraid you'll be proud." Kent said angrily, "I stared at the sky after just learning the basics. How can I learn the technique well?"

"Master, this is what I look like, I was born with it." Zhu Gangli said that he was born with a pig nose like this, which is not something he is proud of. While speaking, the movements of the hands were not slow, and a plate of Wensi tofu was finished: "Please taste it, master."

In fact, Zhu Gangli has almost learned ordinary dishes, but he just followed the recipes without any changes, so it can only be said that he is just getting started.

"It's okay, it's time to enter the next stage of study." Kent said.

Zhu Ganglu showed a 'sinister' smile, and he knew that his master always liked to make fun of him. He still remembered asking his master why he was accepted as an apprentice. Master answered this way, because you are ugly and I am handsome, and your ugliness can support my handsomeness.

This is a big blow to Zhu Gangyan, how can anyone accept disciples for this reason? But after that, Zhu Gangli also knew that some of Kent's words could not be taken seriously, and he would lose if he took it seriously.

"Master, I have already learned various cooking techniques of frying, frying and frying. What should I learn next?"

"Bumping spoons and frying pans are just the basics. The next learning content is to distinguish various ingredients, and of course we need to continue to strengthen basic training. So your next learning content is mainly about eating and standing."

"Eating is to distinguish the ingredients, I understand. But what is the stand?"

"It's about being able to stand up in front of the stove," Kent said.

What did Zhu Gangli think? Isn't it just standing: "It's not that I am bragging, if I just stand, it will be no problem even if I stand in front of the stove for ten days and a half months. Although my cultivation is not good now, it is not enough Will faint in front of the stove."

Kent thought it was because the stove fire was just a normal temperature,

To really cook everything in the universe, this ordinary flame is obviously not enough. For example, dragon meat cannot be cooked at this temperature. Dragon meat needs the temperature of the sun to be cooked.

After the temperature of the stove rises, the pig may not be able to stand still.

There are many high-temperature fires in this universe, and the most common one is the fire of the sun. Nu Wa used the sun fire to refine fire spirit beads. There are also fires produced by the magic power of immortals, such as the famous real fire of Samadhi, whose temperature is already higher than that of the sun.

Of course, Kent is also a superman anyway, so he wouldn't use such an obvious flame as a source of temperature for cooking. After all, temperature is an accessory product of energy, and energy can be directly expressed by mass-energy equation.

The greater the mass, the faster the speed and the more energy obtained, the more intense the molecular motion and the higher the temperature.

Therefore, Kent can produce a temperature higher than that of the sun, and it uses the method of continuously accelerating microscopic particles to obtain extremely high temperatures in the furnace.

Kent pulled out his used stove, made from a white dwarf core to ensure it could withstand the temperatures required to cook everything.

"It's so hot." As soon as the stove appeared, Zhu Gang felt that the fat in his body was about to flow out, "Master, Laojun's Bagua stove is not so hot, what is the point of this stove?"

"Although Taishang Laojun's Bagua Furnace is powerful, the energy he uses is nothing more than his Samadhi True Fire, and the internal energy that can be obtained by the pot cannot exceed the sun. But this 'Heavy Ion Autonomous Accelerating Furnace' for the teacher uses space The potential difference allows the heavy ions to move at a uniform speed close to the speed of light, and then the heavy ions continuously drive the surrounding microscopic particles to perform violent and irregular movements, thereby generating huge internal energy and obtaining a temperature higher than that of the sun."

Completely incomprehensible, Zhu Gangli was stunned.

"You can call him 'Ion Furnace', it's better than Bagua Furnace anyway." "Sun Wukong kicked the Bagua Furnace down, and the fragments of the Bagua Furnace fell to the mortal world to form a mountain of flames. If the fragments of the Ion Furnace fell on the ground, Even if there is only a small piece, the whole Xiniu Hezhou may not be inhabitable."

"Master, do you also know the monkey head that is making trouble in the Heavenly Palace?" Although Zhu Gangli had never met Monkey King in the Heavenly Court, he had heard of the big trouble about Monkey King, but he didn't think that all the monks in the world had already heard of it. I know Sun Wukong.

"Know something, well, don't talk nonsense, stand here, let's practice from the first gear, and see if you can stand such a high temperature."

Zhu Gangli felt that he had lost weight. Standing in front of the high-temperature stove, his sweat was dripping dry, and he didn't know how long he could last. Maybe one day he will become a pork jerky.

But this is the era of cultivating immortals, with continuous polishing, Zhu Gangli's body will gradually adapt to the temperature, and even his magic power will gradually become a little high temperature. Of course, this still needs to be forced by Kent, otherwise Zhu Gangli would have given up long ago, and he himself is not a person who can bear hardships.

Standing in front of the stove is suffering, and distinguishing ingredients is not enjoyment.

Kent has all kinds of wonderful ingredients in his hands, and what can be eaten is not necessarily delicious. Every time he eats ingredients with weird flavors and bursting textures, Zhu Gangli feels that his tongue is about to die. Moreover, there are still some ingredients that have not been processed, which will have various side effects of numbness and itching, which will change the color of his pig's head.

"Fortunately, I'm a strict teacher." Kent smiled at the pig ganglue who was caught in his hands and couldn't escape, and he didn't forget to boast.

If it weren't for not being able to beat Kent, Zhu Gangli wouldn't have stayed at all. The first stage was obviously like a spring breeze, how come the second stage directly entered the hell mode? He came to learn skills, not to suffer. But after escaping a few times, Zhu Gangli suddenly discovered that his master seemed to like the process of arresting him more than teaching him skills. Of course, what he liked most was the process of punishing him and teaching him to improve.

Zhu Ganglu not only had to endure the pain of flesh and blood, but also endured Kent's nagging oral education, which made him almost vomit blood, but he couldn't avoid it.

Not only will he be punished every time he escapes, but the training after that will not change in any way. After a few times, Zhu Gangli finally accepts his fate. Instead of escaping, he continues to train. It's just that during the training, I didn't lose my heart. I have a master who doesn't speak morally, and a master who likes to torture people.

Kent could hear Zhu Ganglu's heartbeat, and knew that he was probably arranging himself, but Kent didn't care, anyway, the more unwilling Zhu Ganglu felt, the happier Kent was, so the feeling of forcing people to do things was simply wonderful. Kent felt that Superman's S was about to turn into a trembling s.