Transcendent Dawn

Sulu looked at the attribute bar:

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Name: [Sulu Botley] (Bai Jing)

Strength: [1.0], Dexterity: [1.1], Constitution: [0.9], Spirit: [1.2]

Skills: [cooking LV3], [fighting LV1]

XP: [50]

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"This fighting technique is based on the information I read on the Internet, combined with what I have learned in the past few days, and the integration of experience such as Maga martial arts... In fact, it is just a set of fighting skills. But the formation of skills , you can use the experience value to improve."

Sulu thought.

【Ding! Consumes 30 experience points, fighting technique LV1→LV3! 】

[Fighting Technique LV3: Proficient in various fighting techniques, physique +0.1, strength +0.1! 】

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

Sulu muttered to himself: "And... even if I have enough experience points, it can't be upgraded to LV4 and get special abilities... because of this world."

This is a despair deeper and darker than Ragnarok!

All extraordinary powers, even the weakest, are forbidden!

Looking at the remaining 20 points of experience, thinking that his wallet was extremely dry, Sulu had the idea of ​​giving it a try, and focused on cooking.

【Ding! Consume 20 points of experience, cooking LV3 → LV4! 】

[Cooking level is raised to LV4, and exclusive bonuses are obtained-master knife skills! 】

"In terms of cooking skills, there is no extraordinary limit... because LV4's cooking skills are only at the level of a chef, and ordinary people can also achieve it?"

"Life-related skills, it seems that they can be leveled up, and exclusive bonuses can be added, but it's a pity that they are useless."

Sulu sighed and was startled suddenly.

He thought of some history and myths and legends.

The so-called "introduction to the Tao with the piano" and "into the Tao with the book" probably refer to this kind of analogy, right?ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

It's a pity that it's still a fantasy and a dream!

If the world doesn't support it, all heresies are useless!

"I can earn more money... My current cooking skills, plus knife skills, are probably at the level of a four- or five-star chef?"

Sulu nodded: "The livelihood has been settled."

...

the next day.

Standing outside Baijing Restaurant, Li Weiwei looked at the thriving business inside and the overflowing aroma, her stomach growled in disappointment.

"The smell of stir-frying... seems to be more fragrant."

She wanted to leave, but her legs and feet seemed to betray her, and she walked into the restaurant.

grunt! grunt!

The aromas of various dishes and rice gathered together and became more intense, making Li Weiwei swallow his saliva unconsciously.

"Boss...here's a dish of fried three delicacies, I'll take it away."

Looking around, but couldn't find a place, Li Weiwei could only bite the bullet and go forward, but she prepared cash early and put it on the counter.

"Please wait."

At this moment, Sulu was carving tofu with his hands immersed in the water.

He holds a knife in his right hand,

Either flat or peeled, a group of tofu seems to have its own spirituality, changing its own state.

It's as if they were supposed to be in that form, and Sulu just removed their superficial restraints.

Master-level knife skills can already be regarded as uncanny craftsmanship.

At least, Li Weiwei couldn't move his eyes from looking at the plates of tofu in sauce that looked like works of art.

Except for the landscape figures, the dragon's whiskers seemed to be fluttering slightly, as if it was about to fly in the next second.

"Boss, your knife skills are comparable to three-star Michelin chefs."

The waiting time was not boring. She admired the formation of each piece of art and couldn't help admiring.

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

Su Lu quickly packed the dishes into boxes and handed them to Li Weiwei.

He wanted to hire a hired worker, no, he had to add a cashier.

Busy until nine o'clock in the evening, Sulu closed the door regardless of the follow-up customers.

He earns money just to survive, not to be a slave to money. starter

"call……"

After cleaning, Sulu took a shower, put on loose clothes, and sat quietly.

After a long time, he opened his eyes, a little helpless: "I don't feel it...that is to say, the time has not come yet!"

The arrival of spiritual recovery is determined by the world.

Of course, his sixth-order strength is a seed, so he can barely sense it.

After the induction failed, Sulu swiped his phone boredly.

He skillfully wandered in various forums, turned himself into a keyboard warrior, and while fighting with various naval forces, he scoured the sand to find the information he wanted.

"Sure enough... Most of the things about that meteor have been deleted, and a lot of smoke bombs have been released, and the public relations work has been done well..."

"And none of the photos I was taken in outer space have been circulated...they were strictly blocked."

That is for sure.

God knows how frightened those countries were.

That is a living giant! Wisdom species! Aliens!

Almost all the upper echelons of countries that have space observation capabilities and have captured photos have exploded.

Sulu didn't know the influence of all aspects involved.

But he can see that the stock markets of all major countries have fallen to varying degrees, and the military and infrastructure industries have risen against the market, so he probably guessed some problems.

"Huh? Wait a minute, although the giant was photographed only Sulu, not Bai Jing, but it was in the form of a mythical body that was fully developed... Every part of my body is mysterious! It represents a lot knowledge."

No matter how blurred the shot is, maybe something can be resolved.

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

...

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

in a laboratory.

"Dr. Suweite, how is the analysis of the photo of the 'Old God' going?"

A black-clothed, white-haired agent with a solemn expression asked the laboratory host.

"...An ancient god's photo?"

Dr. Suweite raised his glasses: "Your Excellency Louis, you have seen that in my laboratory, several researchers have gone crazy over it..."

"Why is this happening?" Louis asked in bewilderment.

"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. Those crazy astronauts are proof."

Dr. Suweite spread his hands helplessly: "And most of the photos and videos taken in various countries have been horribly affected and directly damaged. Only a few photos have been preserved. Through comparison, we estimate that the 'Ancient God' The height of a person is more than 100 meters...Moreover, those clear photos cannot be reproduced, and the photos will only get a dark shadow...This is a place that science cannot reach."

"Science is unattainable, is it a god?" Agent Louis left with a full heart.

Dr. Suweite's expression suddenly became a little strange, and he muttered to himself: "It is something that the gods bestowed on all human beings. It cannot be occupied by a certain force. It is a crime against all human beings."