474. Chapter 474: Improvement

Sulu looked at the Attribute Panel:

Name: [Sulu Potter] (Bai Jing)

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

Skills: [Cooking Skills LV3], [Martial Arts LV1]

XP:[50]

"This fighting style is something I found online, combined with what I learned from challenging other martial arts schools these past few days, and integrated with my experience from Krav Maga Combat Arts... It's really just a set of fighting techniques. But once it becomes a skill, it can be improved with experience points."

Sulu had a sudden thought.

[Ding! 30 experience points consumed, Martial Arts LV1→LV3!]

[Martial Arts LV3: Proficient in all combat techniques, Constitution +0.1, Strength +0.1!]

"So weak, it feels even weaker than improving with Krav Maga Combat Arts. Is this the nature of this world?"

Sulu muttered to himself, "And... even if I have enough experience points, it still can't reach LV4 and gain special abilities... because of this world."

This is a despair deeper and darker than Twilight of the Gods!

All supernatural powers, even the faintest ones, are forbidden!

Looking at the remaining 20 experience points and considering that his wallet was extremely empty, Sulu decided to give it a try and put the points into cooking.

[Ding! 20 experience points consumed, Cooking Skill LV3 → LV4!]

[Cooking skill level upgraded to LV4, gaining an exclusive bonus -- Master-level Knife Skills!]

"In terms of culinary skills, there are no extraordinary limitations... because LV4 culinary skills are simply at the level of a master chef, which ordinary people can also achieve?"

"It seems like I can still level up my life skills and try to get the exclusive bonuses, but unfortunately it's pretty useless."

Sulu sighed, then suddenly paused.

He thought of some historical and mythological legends.

The so-called "entering the Tao through the zither" or "entering the Tao through calligraphy" probably refers to this kind of analogy and understanding.

Unfortunately, it's still just wishful thinking and dreaming!

Without the world's support, all sorts of unorthodox methods are useless!

"That would allow me to earn more money... My current cooking skills, combined with my knife skills, are probably at the level of a four- or five-star chef, right?"

Sulu nodded. "My livelihood is secured."

The next day.

Li Weiwei stood outside Bai Jing Restaurant, gazing at the bustling interior and the overflowing aroma, when her stomach began to rumble involuntarily.

"The stir-fried dishes... seem even more delicious now."

She tried to walk away, but her legs seemed to betray her and led her into the restaurant.

Glug! Glug!

The aromas of various dishes and rice blended together, becoming even more intense, causing Li Weiwei to unconsciously swallow.

"Boss... I'll have a stir-fried three delicacies dish, to go."

Looking around but unable to find a place, Li Weiwei had no choice but to bite the bullet and go forward. She had prepared cash in advance and placed it on the counter.

Please wait a moment.

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

Holding a carving knife in his right hand, he either flattens or shaves, and the clumps of tofu seem to have their own spirit, changing into their own shapes.

It was as if they were meant to be in that form all along, and Sulu had simply removed the constraints from their surface.

Master-level Knife Skills are already considered superb.

At least, Li Weiwei couldn't take her eyes off the plates of tofu drizzled with sauce, which looked like works of art.

Besides the landscape and figures, even the dragon's whiskers seemed to be swaying slightly, as if it were about to take flight at any moment.

"Boss, your knife skills are comparable to those of a three-Michelin-starred chef."

The waiting time wasn't boring at all; she admired each piece of art as it took shape and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Thank you for your stir-fry. Please come again next time."

Sulu quickly packed the dishes into a box and handed it to Li Weiwei.

He's thinking of hiring a hired hand; no, he also needs to add a cashier.

Sulu was busy until 9 p. m., and without waiting for any more customers, she closed the shop and went out of business.

He earns money simply to survive, not to become a slave to money.

"Call..."

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

After a long while, he opened his eyes, somewhat helplessly. "I don't feel anything... which means the time isn't right yet!"

The arrival of the Spirit Tide resurgence is determined by the world.

Of course, his sixth-tier strength was a seed, so he could barely sense it.

After failing to sense anything, Sulu started scrolling through his phone out of boredom.

He skillfully navigated various forums, Avatar keyboard warrior, battling with online trolls while sifting through the information he wanted.

"As expected... most of the information about that shooting star has been deleted, and a lot of misleading statements have been released. Their public relations work is quite good..."

"None of the photos taken of me in outer space have been released... they have been strictly censored."

That's for sure.

God knows how terrified those countries were.

That was a living giant! Wisdom species! An alien creature!

The upper echelons of almost every country with space observation capabilities that captured the photos were in an uproar.

Sulu was unaware of the various implications of this.

However, he could see that stock markets in major countries were experiencing varying degrees of decline, while the military and infrastructure sectors were rising against the trend, which gave him a rough idea of what was going on.

"Wait a minute, although the giant that was photographed was only Sulu, not Bai Jing, it was in its full-power Mythical Body form at the time... Every part of my body is mysterious! They all represent a vast amount of knowledge."

Even if the photo is blurry, you might still be able to decipher some details.

Sulu's expression suddenly turned incredibly solemn. "Is this also the meaning of 'seed'? My Mythical Body is the extraordinary origin of this world?"

Meanwhile, in a vast country separated by oceans.

Inside a laboratory.

"Dr. Suwite, how's the analysis of the ' Ancient God ' photos going?"

A black-clad, white-haired, solemn-looking agent questioned the person in charge of the laboratory.

"... Ancient God Photograph?"

Dr. Suwite adjusted his glasses. "Your Excellency Louis, as you can see, several researchers in my laboratory have already gone mad because of it..."

"Why is that?" Louis asked, puzzled.

"Ancient God... They are Wisdom beings in the universe. I even suspect they come from a higher dimension. They are simply impossible to observe with our naked eyes. Those astronauts who went mad are proof of that."

Dr. Suwite spread his hands helplessly. "Most of the photos and videos taken in various countries have been horribly damaged, with only a few photos preserved. Through comparison, we estimate that the ' Ancient God ' was over 100 meters tall... Furthermore, those clear photos cannot be copied, and taking pictures of them would only result in a dark shadow... This is a realm that science cannot reach."

"Science can't reach that, and the gods?" Louis left, lost in thought.

Dr. Suwite's expression suddenly turned strange, and he muttered to himself, "That is something bestowed upon all mankind by the gods; it cannot be seized by any one power. That would be a crime against all humanity."