I'm extremely interested in Nen abilities.

"Is it the survival instinct of a wild beast?" Little Drop summoned the 'Bulging-Eyed Fish'. "I feel like your aura suddenly changed just now..."

She muttered to herself, holding the grimacing "vacuum cleaner," as if she intended to use it as a weapon to knock out the tiger in front of her and take it back for further study.

"Roar……"

"Jingwu II" seemed to have been enraged, opening its blood-red maw and limping forward again. This was exactly what Xiaodi wanted. Just as she was about to swing her "vacuum cleaner," two cawing crows rushed into the arena, flying and crashing into the tiger's head, scratching and pecking at it with all sorts of harassing tactics.

The Moon Tiger, thoroughly annoyed by the torment, finally limped away into the forest, glancing back one last time as if to say, "I'll be back..."

……

In the forest, the Moon Tiger sprinted across the reserve on all fours, heading back the way it came.

Its front leg, which had been swollen from being pinched by Xiao Di, had long since recovered thanks to the healing function of the starred item. Jing Yang was comforting Wu Er in the tiger's head: "Alright, you've gone to so much trouble. I'll have Men Qi make you something nice to eat later!"

……

Caw caw! Two crows chased away the Moon Tiger, flapped their wings and looked back at Little Drop. One of them even landed very close to Little Drop's shoulder.

Although it seemed like she had been helped but made worse, Xiao Di didn't say anything and casually dispersed the 'Bulging-Eyed Fish' into a ball of energy to recycle it.

Seeing that they had gotten to know each other well enough, Jing Yang stopped arguing and directly manipulated the two crows to approach Xiao Di's abdomen. The crows grabbed the hem of her black sweater with their beaks, and with a flap of their wings, they successfully lifted it up.

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Jingyang frowned.

Through the eyes of the bird he controlled, he stood on the treetop in the night, watching the group of people on the north coast in the distance.

The moonlight was cold and clear. At the site of the wrecked cruise ship, Kakin's men had already retrieved all the bodies from the nearshore coast. Many people were using flashlights to sort through and examine the bodies that had been submerged in the sea for a long time, and taking photos of each one.

Looking at Muther's body, Barbimaina said to the other end of the phone, "...Yes, the preliminary examination results indicate that it was a single shot to the left temple at close range that killed him. Apart from that, there were no other fatal wounds."

On the other end of the call, the First Prince said in a deep voice, "Muse wouldn't have shot himself unless things were absolutely desperate. With his combat abilities, even if the enemy had a gun to his head, he wouldn't have shown no resistance or struggle. So there's only one possibility: he was cornered! We can even assume that he was being controlled by some manipulator. Fearing that his existence would threaten me, he chose to end his own life—and in doing so, convey to me the information that 'the enemy is a manipulator.'"

"I second that proposal."

Babymaine spoke with the First Prince for a few more minutes before hanging up.

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The girl's waist and abdomen were smooth and flat, without a trace of fat or any tattoos; she was clean and tidy.

After lifting the hem of Xiao Di's sweater, Jing Yang saw everything clearly at a glance and immediately felt relieved.

Since she hasn't joined the Phantom Troupe yet, that makes things easier.

My thoughts suddenly became clear.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Di didn't really care. She even tugged at the hem of her sweater, which had been lifted up by the jinx, and looked at herself. "Am I dirty?"

The crow, of course, couldn't speak; it just turned its head to look at her with a blank expression, as if what it had just done was merely a habitual act of mischief typical of crows.

Xiao Di didn't expect the two birds to answer, so she looked up at the moonlight.

We've seen the Moon Tiger, so let's head back now.

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Why did you suddenly start laughing?

On the other side, on the streets of Dongzhen, Menqi turned to look at Jingyang with a puzzled expression.

Jingyang said, "Can't I think of something funny?"

"Why are you staring at me like that? Have you figured out your abilities yet?" he instructed earnestly. "And don't just think about conjuring up some gadgets. Conjuration-type abilities usually include physical modification and transformation. You could develop an ability to transform into 'Chef Superman,' maybe—"

"Maybe it will be very strong?" Menqi asked curiously.

"It might be quite funny. -- Put down the cleaver!!"

Menqi put away the kitchen knife, then suddenly thought of something and asked curiously, "You said that the materialization type includes the ability to modify the body. Is that Bisky-senpai you mentioned like that?"

Jingyang said, "How would I know? I don't even know which department she's in."

Yinda, who had been silently following beside him, thought to himself, "Bisky-senpai is a Transmutation type, and the one next to her is a Conjuration type, so maybe... never mind, I shouldn't think about it too much. I might get beaten up..."

Just then, Jing Yang suddenly stopped in his tracks, took a deep breath, and looked rather pale.

"What's wrong with you now?" Menqi asked, hands on her hips, turning around.

Jingyang took a deep breath and pointed to the buildings on the east side of the street, which was near the coast. "What's over there?"

His face was grave. "The smell of blood is so strong! Could it be that some kind of massacre has occurred?"

Menqi looked speechless. "That's a slaughterhouse dock. It's almost evening, there should be a new batch of seafood being processed, of course the smell of blood will be strong! -- Where are you going?"

"Amitabha! This humble monk has some matters to attend to, I must take my leave now..."

Chapter 26: Performing Arts

In the stillness of the night, Jingyang lay on the bed in the small hotel, gazing at the dim moonlight outside the window.

As I passed by the slaughterhouse dock in Dongzhen at dusk, wisps of death seemed to sneak into my heart, giving me a real fright. I thought I was going to faint on the spot, or transform and grow a few years older out of thin air... Based on my previous experiences, the energy that overflowed when I "forced my growth" would also affect the surrounding environment. The clump of grass that was as tall as a person when I first woke up, the leaves used for the water ritual on the ship later turned into a tree branch, and even the injury that Wu Er was suspected of suffering from poachers was healed.

If such a commotion were to actually occur on the street in the evening, such extraordinary news might reach the ears of those who are interested.

For example, the people of Kakin who are still investigating on this island.

Jingyang hurriedly said goodbye to Menqi and Yinda and returned to the hotel where he was staying in the amusement park area. As a result, even when it got dark, he did not show any signs of fainting like before he "transformed".

The only rule is that there is no rule? Adaptive transformation, is that it?

Jing Yang sat up on the edge of the bed, reached out and picked up the sleeping rock sparrow from the bedside table. He stroked the drowsy bird's head and made up his mind: "Looks like I won't be going to slaughterhouses or vegetable markets anymore!"

"We also need to be careful at hospitals and similar places..."

Ignoring the rock sparrow's discontented chirping, Jingyang thought about his recent plans.

As he pondered, his attention was drawn to the perspective he had from while possessing the crow...

Little Di's back view is quite beautiful...

Jingyang shook his head, wiped his face, and lay down to sleep.

Today, through Wu Er's body, I personally experienced the strength of Xiao Di, a "quasi-Phantom Troupe" member... Although Jing Yang himself was reluctant to admit it, Xiao Di is indeed stronger now!

Go to bed early and get up early, and continue practicing diligently tomorrow!

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The next day, it was bright.

In the woods of the Twilight Tiger Reserve, the five amateur hunters who had originally infiltrated with Shizuku met up at the place where they had initially parted ways, as agreed yesterday, to exchange the intelligence they had gathered.

"Speaking of the Kakin royal family, one thinks of Kakin's long history. The things they keep so secret naturally come to mind, such as dangerous ancient tombs..."

The five people discussed their findings and ultimately reached a consensus.

Despite their efforts, they searched in secrecy for a whole day and night, but they found nothing, not even a trace, let alone the mysterious ancient tomb!

"Where's the woman?" "Where's Xiaodi?"

The five amateur hunters looked around and couldn't help but laugh, "Haha, we knew that woman was unreliable, even though she's pretty... she's probably lost, right?"

"They might have been captured by Blanchett's company," others chimed in.

The person implicitly in charge among the five was named Dago, an Emission-type Devil Fruit user, and also the most experienced amateur hunter among them. He was the first to suggest splitting up on the first day to broaden the search area. This would serve two purposes: firstly, to test everyone's abilities and give them a sense of their own strengths; secondly, he had high hopes for the girl named Shizuku, believing that letting her learn a lesson on her own would make her more obedient afterward…

"She must be lost," someone complained. "Even amateur hunters aren't all people. That woman seems to have the strength, but she doesn't seem very bright. How can someone with strength but no brains be a qualified hunter? That bald guy in Okima is really unreliable when hiring people."

"Don't rush, let's wait a bit." Da Gao reassured the other four, glancing at his watch. "Let's wait until noon."

The four men trusted this Da Gao, so they kept quiet for the time being, scattered and hid, and waited quietly.

Wait and wait, wait and wait...

We waited until noon, when the sun was overhead, and finally we saw Xiao Di.

The four were filled with anger, but Dago stopped them and calmly said to Shizuku, "You're way too late. As a hunter, this is unacceptable."

"What do you mean late?" Xiao Di asked, puzzled. She looked at them and asked curiously, "Didn't you go back to the hotel to rest?"

Back, bar, shop… all five of them simultaneously felt their blood pressure rise. “You went straight home to rest last night? And now you’ve come all the way back? How could you do this! Didn’t we agree to meet up?”

Xiao Di said, "Impossible, I don't remember anything like that."

Their fists clenched... Da Gao and the others took several deep breaths, but judging from the woman's tone, she really didn't seem to be lying on purpose. She genuinely didn't remember!

They only thought that the woman had a bad memory and wouldn't remember the meeting place and time, but they didn't expect that her memory was even worse, and she simply forgot about the meeting place completely!

Who is this?

"Quack~"

Jing Yang, who was possessed by a crow, couldn't help but laugh.

Based on her actions in the manga, Shizuku's memory seems to be adaptive. The speed at which she forgets things she doesn't care about rivals Nobita's speed in grabbing his pillow and falling asleep for a nap. One minute she's arm-wrestling with Gon in the street, the next she's completely forgotten about it, and if she runs into Gon again, she won't even remember ever seeing him before…

However, relatively speaking, Shizuku is, in some ways, the most disciplined and loyal member of the Phantom Troupe. She remembers the Phantom Troupe's rules clearly and follows them meticulously. She even wears a cross necklace that doesn't currently exist—possibly symbolizing the Phantom Troupe's leader, Chrollo. She has a slightly goofy, disciplined side.

Thinking this, the two crows flapped their wings and continued to hover around the droplet.

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The morning passed just like that.

Jingyang's main body cultivates "emission" at his residence, undergoing training in both manipulation and emission techniques.

Meanwhile, some of the birds he controlled became familiar with Xiao Shi, while others kept a close eye on Kakin and his group on the North Coast. As for the remaining flock that was originally there to observe Kang Zai and the Ochima officials, they had long since given up because it was too boring and they couldn't possibly fly into the building to eavesdrop on the meeting...

At noon, Jingyang avoided the streets of Dongzhen and took a detour to the place where he had practiced yesterday, where Wu Er was already waiting.

Not long after, Menqi arrived with a large amount of ingredients, along with Yinda.

"Haha, I'm saving my appetite for now," Jingyang laughed. "Don't be shy, let's get cooking."

"Who is it anyway? Don't be so polite!" Menqi wasn't angry. She loved cooking and was actually happy that someone was looking forward to her food. She quickly and skillfully prepared some dishes and enjoyed them with Jingyang and Yinda. Even the pale moon tiger and the little gray bird that Jingyang kept were not left out.

Being well-fed and watered is a form of spiritual practice.

Jingyang repeatedly exhausted all his energy with his "firmness," and after a short rest, he rallied and did it again.

He seemed tireless.