After-Dinner Exercise, Officially Begins!

After-Dinner Exercise, Officially Begins!

"Su... superpower?"

"Hill, didn't you say Luo Wen had recently been studying under a Martial Artist? What the hell is this superpower?"

Having seen Hulk's file, Natasha was more accepting. After snapping out of it, she poked at the water spheres with her fingers as she spoke to Hill.

"I... I don't know either. He clearly couldn't do this yesterday."

Hill was a little dumbfounded as well, and she was extremely curious about this superpower. Like Natasha, she reached out to touch the water spheres.

Seeing Hill and Natasha's expressions—both astonished and utterly bewildered, like curious children—Luo Wen chuckled.

"Or you could call it Spiritual Power."

"Spiritual Power? Like the telekinesis in movies and comics?"

Natasha's eyes lit up.

"More or less."

Luo Wen nodded.

In essence, Spiritual Power was similar to telekinesis, except it could not affect living flesh and blood.

"Luo Wen, is this also an ability of Martial Artists?"

Hill finally came to her senses.

"Yes. But even among Martial Artists, very few can awaken Spiritual Power."

Hill nodded, though she still seemed somewhat dazed.

Fortunately, as Fury's secretary, she knew many secrets and was not a staunch materialist, so she adapted quickly.

At that moment, Natasha suddenly pursed her lips and crossed her arms. "Luo Wen, doesn't that mean I might not be able to beat you now?"

Luo Wen laughed at that and glanced at Natasha. "Not might. You definitely can't beat me."

"?"

Natasha gritted her teeth in irritation, unable to accept it.

She had only gone out on an undercover mission, yet when she came back, Luo Wen—the little brother she used to toy with at will—had climbed right over her head.

"Hmph, I don't believe it. I'll spar with you tomorrow."

Luo Wen merely smiled and said nothing.

Fine, let's spar. My punching strength alone is nearly 3,000 kilograms now. Even Captain America would be a one-punch job, let alone you, Natasha.

Perfect. I can finally settle the score for all the miserable beatings I took before.

Thinking of all the times Natasha had ruthlessly beaten him around during their sparring sessions, Luo Wen's teeth itched with resentment.

The reason he had been able to defeat Luo Feng in his very first match was entirely due to the practical combat experience he had honed through sparring with Natasha.

Over the past three or four years, Natasha had played with him as easily as pinching a chick.

Now that he had grown stronger, he naturally had to pay her back properly.

As Luo Wen washed the clams, he began plotting how to hang Natasha up and beat her tomorrow.

Using Spiritual Power, beating Natasha up should feel pretty great, right?

"Still, Luo Wen, I have to say, your Spiritual Power is really perfect for cooking."

Watching Luo Wen automatically wash, chop, and stir-fry everything, Hill's eyes sparkled.

Luo Wen had already been very smooth and efficient when cooking before.

Now that he could control things with Spiritual Power, his cooking speed had increased severalfold.

At most, it would take half an hour to turn all the ingredients they had prepared into finished dishes.

"That's right."

Luo Wen immediately smiled at Hill's words.

To be honest, the very moment he awakened Spiritual Power that afternoon, an idea had popped into his mind.

Cooking with Spiritual Power would definitely be convenient.

So as soon as he entered the kitchen earlier, he had begun experimenting with it using Spiritual Power.

It had to be said—it really was excellent.

"Luo Wen, can I learn this Spiritual Power?"

Hill weaved between several floating water spheres, poking here and touching there, her face full of longing.

She genuinely loved this kind of ability.

Natasha also turned a bright gaze toward him.

"Don't even think about it. Spiritual Masters are one in ten thousand even among Martial Artists. It's already difficult enough for you two to become Martial Artists, let alone Spiritual Masters."

"Alright."

Hill said with slight disappointment.

Seeing Hill's expression, Luo Wen smiled and shook his head.

In the Marvel world, he was only willing to teach the Gene Force cultivation method to Hill.

Unfortunately, Hill's physical fitness was far too far from that of a Quasi-Martial Artist. She simply could not cultivate Gene Force.

If he ever had the chance to improve Hill's physical fitness in the future, he would not mind letting her try the Five Hearts to the Sky Cultivation Method.

"Alright, you two should get out. I've only just awakened my Spiritual Power, so I can't afford to be distracted."

With a thought, Luo Wen drew back the seven or eight water balls and ushered Hill and Natasha out of the kitchen.

"Alright."

After Natasha and Hill left, Luo Wen shut the kitchen door and began focusing on controlling the various items inside.

To be honest, multitasking still drained a great deal of his energy.

On one hand, his Spiritual Power was depleted quickly. On the other, his brain had to process too much information.

"Tomorrow, I'll test how many Flying Daggers I can control at once."

Luo Wen cooked while pondering to himself.

Among Spiritual Masters of the same level, whoever could control more Flying Daggers was the stronger one.

Of course, every Flying Dagger had to be controlled perfectly, without any reduction in impact force.

About half an hour later, Luo Wen had turned the ingredients and seasonings in the kitchen into six dishes.

Not only that, but the kitchen had also been cleaned until it was spotless.

Luo Wen opened the kitchen door and snapped his fingers. Instantly, the six plates on the counter floated into the air and followed behind him.

The moment Luo Wen came out, Hill and Natasha, who had been chatting away, immediately looked over.

Seeing Luo Wen approach with six steaming, fragrant dishes floating behind him, a flash of amazement passed through both Hill's and Natasha's eyes.

Luo Wen's current physique and features were truly flawless.

More importantly, Luo Wen could even use Spiritual Power to cook.

A man like that would be hard to find a second of even if one searched the entire world.

"Dinner's ready!"

Luo Wen used his mind to neatly place the six dishes on the table, calling out with a great sense of ceremony.

"Coming!"

Natasha was the most eager. She immediately lowered her crossed legs from the sofa and jogged over to the dining table.

Looking at the table full of dishes that were perfect in color, aroma, and taste, Natasha's eyes lit up. She bent forward and blissfully sniffed around them all, her little expression nearly tearful.

Seeing Natasha like this, Luo Wen and Hill did not know whether to laugh or cry. It was both amusing and heartbreaking.

What on earth had this woman been eating outside these past two months?

However, since Luo Wen was standing across from Natasha, when she bent forward, he immediately—

—saw the astonishing expanse of fair, soft flesh.

"Alright, stop sniffing. Sit down and eat."

At Luo Wen's words, Natasha and Hill both promptly sat down and picked up their chopsticks.

During the meal, Natasha devoured the food ravenously, clearing more than half of it by herself.

Luo Wen and Hill could not compete with her at all.

"Luo Wen, this is seriously so delicious. Your cooking has improved again!"

After the meal, Natasha held her stomach and slumped against the dining chair. Satisfied yet powerless, she gave Luo Wen a thumbs-up.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Luo Wen's lips.

Being praised for his cooking by someone close to him put him in quite a good mood.

"You ate so much. Will you be able to sleep later? Want to do some post-meal exercise?"

Luo Wen looked at Natasha with a smile.

"Huh? What kind of post-meal exercise?"

Natasha asked in confusion.

She thought Luo Wen wanted to take her for a walk, but she did not want to take even a single step right now.

"Just tell me whether you want to or not."

"I do, but I can't even walk a step right now."

"What if you don't have to walk?"

"I don't have to walk? Then sure." Natasha was somewhat curious about what Luo Wen was up to.

"You said it. No backing out."

A smile appeared at the corner of Luo Wen's mouth.

Hill was also somewhat curious about what Luo Wen intended to do.

Seeing the puzzled expressions on Hill and Natasha's faces, Luo Wen merely smiled without explaining. He ran to the storage room and brought out three sets of bulletproof vests.

After putting one on himself, Luo Wen quickly helped Hill and Natasha into the other two.

Once that was done, Luo Wen opened the window.

"Are you ready?" Luo Wen looked at Hill and Natasha and grinned. "After-dinner exercise officially begins!"

Then Luo Wen snapped his fingers.

"Ah!"

Hill and Natasha let out soft cries of surprise at the same time.

Then, their bodies actually rose straight into the air.

Luo Wen smiled. Then he, too, lifted off the ground and flew out the window the next second.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

After Luo Wen flew out the window, Hill and Natasha followed closely behind, flying out as well!