I'm extremely interested in Nen abilities.

She rolled her eyes, pressed a button, and closed the stairwell entrance.

Jing Yang quickly walked down, glanced at the closed passageway, and smiled, "Getting impatient, getting impatient. Tsk!"

He bounced and hopped down the spiral staircase with a clanging sound.

This is a towering, enormous treehouse. We were just inside the treehouse. The spiral staircase goes down the tree trunk to the ground. Jingyang quickly reached the exit and stepped onto the ground—a meadow. Looking out, the vast grassland was bathed in moonlight under the night sky. A cool breeze blew by, and the grass covered with a layer of silver frost seemed to be swept by waves.

"Damn it, what a blunder! I forgot it's nighttime here too. I should have slept in the castle for the night before coming in!"

Jing Yang, hands in his pockets, looked around and quickly spotted Xiao Di and Bisky nearby. Bisky sat gracefully on the back of the stunning tiger Wu Er. Wu Er, who was usually impossible for outsiders to approach, was incredibly docile, and Bisky was like a well-behaved and quiet little princess. As soon as the little princess saw Jing Yang approaching, she immediately scolded, "Why are you so slow?"

"Why are you so slow?" Jingyang said. "There's someone spying on us nearby. Why haven't you taken care of it yet?"

Bisky scoffed, blinking her adorable big eyes, "What are you saying? I'm so harmless..."

Xiao Di pointed in the direction from which the spying sensation was coming, "Should we go and take care of it?"

We can come back to the Chengdu-Kunming Railway sooner or later, just wait!

Chapter 230 Classic Rebellion

"Where are you looking?"

Bisky frowned and looked at Jingyang speechlessly.

More than ten kilometers away in the direction of the grassland that Xiao Di pointed to, someone was secretly spying on them—but Jing Yang looked in the opposite direction.

Jingyang naturally turned back, pointed in that direction, and nodded, saying, "Oh, it's there."

Bisky jumped off Wu Er's tiger back, patted her princess dress, and suddenly asked, "Kid, the time you actually started cultivating, and even the time you truly entered this world full of strife, is actually quite short, isn't it?"

Jingyang honestly replied, "From the time I awakened my Qi cultivation until now, no matter how you calculate it, it's only been a little over a year. Before that, I was just an ordinary person living an ordinary life."

As his strength increased by leaps and bounds, his senses and intuition also became more acute, but he ultimately lacked the "world experience" of Bisky and Xiao Di. Leaving aside Bisky, the knowledgeable fifty-year-old aunt, even Xiao Di, who grew up in Meteor City, had traveled all over the world alone before meeting Jing Yang, and her experience in the world was much richer than Jing Yang's.

Jing Yang could sense the spying gaze, but he couldn't pinpoint its exact location, precisely because he lacked experience in this area. Of course, this was also because the spy was quite far away from them. If the other party were within a kilometer or two of their surroundings, Jing Yang wouldn't need any experience to pinpoint the source of the spying gaze simply by relying on his intuition.

Bisky commented, "You've gotten stronger too fast, skipping the experiences and lessons you should have learned during your growth."

Little Drop asked, "How can we make up for it?"

Jing Yang pondered, "If we can keep overcoming obstacles with sheer strength, then we won't need to think too much about it."

Would a tiger study how rabbits and foxes outwit and outmaneuver each other?

“That’s the problem: can you always maintain a level of strength that surpasses everyone else?” Bisky pointed out. “Moreover, there are always stronger opponents. There will always be rivals at your level, or even higher. If those rivals have experience while you don’t, you will be at a disadvantage and will be taken advantage of. As a hunter, you should try to know as much as possible, even if you only know a little bit.”

She tapped her forehead. "The deeper one's cultivation, the stronger one's Qi, the more vigorous one's life force, and the sharper one's mind will naturally be—at the very least, the speed at which one's thoughts operate must exceed that of ordinary people. Otherwise, how can we engage in complex thinking anytime, anywhere during intense battles?"

Jing Yang nodded in understanding. Indeed, there were many knowledgeable individuals among the hunters.

The three of them walked and talked in the direction of the spying sensation on the grassland under the cover of night.

Wu Er followed beside him, his white fur glowing with a faint blue light in the night, mysterious and beautiful. The rock sparrow flew for a while and landed on Wu Er's head, curiously hopping around on the glowing king-shaped markings.

At night, the vast grassland is only quieted by the cool breeze, the rustling of the grass blades, and the occasional chirping of insects.

Jingyang vaguely remembered that there was a town near the landing point on Greed Island, which should also be the place where the spying sensation came from. There were probably other players there who were always watching the landing point - commonly known as bullying newbies.

A white light streaked across the night sky. Here comes someone looking to bully the newbie.

Under the watchful eyes of Jingyang, the three others, the tiger, and the bird, a white light, as if flying from the Dragon Ball set, landed with a "bang" in front of them. It was a fat man with thick lips, holding a large floating book in his hand. His narrow eyes gleamed, and he sized up the few novices whose path he had blocked in an instant.

Of course, I'm a beginner.

He suddenly flew in, already pulling out his card collection book, and they didn't react at all to his appearance—he was definitely a newbie. —A typical reaction from someone just starting out with Greed Island. These people were still in shock, wondering "What incredible Nen ability could create such an incomprehensible game?" and remained bewildered and curious shortly after entering the game.

Among these people, the little girl in the skirt is nothing to worry about; she's clearly a "child prodigy." It's not uncommon for children to have Nen abilities, but they often lack combat skills. The short-haired girl with black hair looks rather dull and isn't much better. The tall, 1.9-meter-tall young man, however, is quite intimidating. But the fat man has always disliked people with outstanding physical attributes. So what if he's tall and handsome? On Greed Island, cards are everything!

Once you've been marked with a spell card by yourself, what good are you, handsome men or beautiful women, or experts? Do you have the ability to break free from the rules of this game on the island? As long as you're in this game, you have to follow the rules!

The fat man chuckled coldly twice, and was about to reach out and take out a spell card from the card book, intending to pronounce the name of the spell card, when he found himself frozen in place, completely motionless.

Instead, the tall young man opposite him beckoned to him and said kindly, "Come here."

The fat man was horrified to find that his body was moving uncontrollably according to the other person's instructions.

"Quite a lot of cards, huh?" The young man glanced down at the open card book in his hand, then reached out and shouted "BOOK!" With a bang, an open magic book floated in front of him.

Damn, how come you're so skilled?! You're definitely not a beginner!

The young man turned the book upside down; every card slot on every page was empty as new. "Transfer the money. Come on, find your place."

The fat man then uncontrollably took out the cards he had painstakingly collected, and despite his heart bleeding, he placed them one by one into the young man's card slots with incredibly steady hands.

The last thing the fat man saw was the young man walking up to him like a ghost, the shadow of his hand striking him magnified in the corner of his eye.

……

Tell me, if it weren't for you, I would have killed him directly and gained a wisp of death energy for free. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Jingyang touched his chest and jokingly complained to his heart.

Before the fat man landed, Jing Yang had already flicked his finger and sent out a flying star bubble that was hidden in the grass.

Jing Yang's Mind-based six-dimensional cultivation level, specifically the Emission-based cultivation level, is at the third level. He can precisely control the released Qi within a five-kilometer radius. In addition, he also has a certain talent for materialization. Originally, he needed strands of hair or blood as a medium for the pentagram symbol within the Flying Star Bubble, but now he can directly materialize a pentagram through Qi. It can be said that he can create a Flying Star Bubble with a flick of his finger.

After the fat man landed, the flying star bubble quietly flew to his back and imprinted itself on the back of his neck, directly controlling him.

After accepting all the cards presented by the other party, Jing Yang delivered a swift chop to the back of the fat player's neck—stunning the opponent and simultaneously removing the star mark, killing two birds with one stone.

"What good luck! I've only walked a few steps and someone's already giving me equipment. Is this some kind of newbie perk?" He walked along, checking the many cards he had just earned. At that moment, he also noticed the names of the players he had encountered since logging into the game, recorded in his card collection book by the game system.

Bisky

Little Drop

Biyue

灰羽

Tooth also

"What kind of weird name did that fat guy just call out? A lot of names in the Hunter world are really strange and hard to pronounce..." Jing Yang said with a look of disgust. As for Wu Er and Yan Que, their names obviously weren't entered automatically; it seems the game system automatically defaulted to their scientific names.

He continued to examine the card he had just received.

There are 12 designated cards, which is not bad.

Of the 45 free card slots, 33 were filled. Among them, 19 were spell cards, and of the remaining 14, 10 were island-specific banknotes carried by the cards, while the other 4 were obviously just twigs and stones picked up from the roadside to make up the numbers.

"Lucky indeed!" Jing Yang looked at one of the 19 spell cards and read out the card's description, "Number 1014, 'Leave,' sends a player off the island. Close-range spell card, rarity B-30. That fat guy had a card in his pocket that allowed him to log off and leave the island at any time. No wonder he was so arrogant."

Is he arrogant? Little Droplet asked with a question mark.

Bisky shook her head. Since the game allowed players to seize cards by force, the difficulty of the game had been reduced to almost zero for her, and she quickly lost her already limited interest. "Didn't you want to cultivate? Let's cultivate while trying to clear the game and get the Blue Planet."

“Alright, but before that, we need to find Juezi Jue La, or other hunters hired by Batra to clear the game. All the game consoles in the castle are mine now, how can we let them waste resources?” Jing Yang shouted “BOOK” again, and the card collection book vanished like a shadow clone in a puff of white smoke. He looked at Wu Er, his body radiating a mottled blue light in the night, and the little gray bird perched on its head, its form almost invisible, and chuckled, “Besides… I just don’t like playing games the way the designers intend. If they tell me to move forward, I’ll look back. If they say I need to collect 100 specific cards to clear the game, I’ll find some weird tricks, like card-collecting bugs or something…”

Uh uh uh!

Chapter 231 Auntie's Little Classroom

With the combined speed of Jingyang, the two others, and the tiger, they didn't walk for long before they saw a brightly lit and bustling town in the moonlight ahead.

A wooden boundary marker stands by the roadside at the town entrance, with the place name written on it in Hunter World script: "Bounty City" Andoqiba.

"Why is it called that?" Little Di walked through the town's night market, looking left and right with curiosity.

“Look.” Jing Yang pointed to the wall by the roadside.

When Xiao Di went over to take a look, sure enough, the wall was covered with notices that looked like bounty posters. However, unlike real bounty posters, these notices did not contain wanted notices, but rather task lists such as "finding a lost dog", "requesting help to take care of an elderly person at home", and "investigating a suspected adulterous mistress", with a brief task description and approximate reward.

Jing Yang said, "How about calling it 'Mission Center' or 'Mission Hall'? Or we could just plant a tree every kilometer on the island, dig a hole in it, and put a Celia statue inside..."

Bisky suddenly said, "A lot of people are watching us."

"Hmm." Jing Yang's expression remained unchanged.

Xiao Di touched the soft tiger skin on the nape of the neck of the Can Yue Hu Wu Er next to her, and the little gray bird Yan Que hopped away from her.

Their appearance was indeed eye-catching; people started noticing them as soon as they appeared.

Leading the group was a tall, handsome young man, flanked by two quiet, black-haired girls with glasses. Judging by their eyes alone, the girls seemed to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, but by their faces, they appeared to be sixteen or seventeen. However, upon closer inspection, they were actually around twenty or thirty years old!

As for the blonde princess-dress on the other side, she was even younger, only a little over ten years old. While it was surprising that she possessed Nen abilities at such a young age, it wasn't entirely unexpected. However, she was more eye-catching than the fierce tiger following behind the three of them—its fur shimmered with a bluish-green light in the night, like jade, and it was none other than the legendary Twilight Tiger, one of the seven most beautiful creatures in the legend.

All the players who come to Greed Island are Nen users.

Those who can become Nen users are all physically strong; compared to ordinary people, they are all bursting with energy, which is why this town is so lively even at night. They have come all the way to Greed Island for adventure, and of course, they all have something in mind. Now that they see a walking money-printing machine, the Twilight Tiger, while they might not be drooling with desire, some of them are indeed eager to try their luck.

Jingyang and his group walked towards the town center along the wall covered with mission notices.

"How many people are there? In which directions are they?" Bisky asked without looking to the side.

"It seems like... 7?" Jing Yang answered without looking up, "There are some in front and some in the back." It was as if he hadn't said anything at all.

Xiao Di said, "15."

Jing Yang was quite surprised. There were so many? But it wasn't surprising. All the players in this town were Nen users. Even without using "Zetsu," they could conceal their aura much more easily than ordinary people.

“The answer is 19,” Bisky said. “Little Drop did a better job.”

"He's definitely better than me," Jingyang praised.

Bisky said, "Although you lack experience as an ordinary person, you are extremely talented in the field of Nen. In that case, you can make up for your lack of experience directly from the level of Nen."

Jingyang asked curiously, "What do you mean?"

Bisky said, "Use 'Entanglement' to keep your breath as calm as possible."

"Alright." As Jing Yang walked, the air that had been swaying around him immediately contracted, forming an invisible, intangible shape on his body, like a water sphere or jelly, which remained unchanged no matter how he moved.

The group turned a corner on the road, and some people on the street followed them silently from behind.

“Gaze is not invisible or intangible,” Bisky said. “Even ordinary people, if they are perceptive enough, will feel like they have thorns in their backs when someone is staring at them. How much more so for Nen users? Aura is the power of life, aura is intention. As long as gaze is directed, wherever the gaze and intention go, one will also project one’s own aura, even though the aura in the gaze is very little, as fine as dust, almost non-existent…”

"I understand."

Jingyang suddenly understood. He stopped trying to figure out which sycophants were lurking in which corners, and instead focused on examining his own qi—the qi on his body surface maintained in a state of 'entanglement,' like a still pond. External gazes, as fine as dust, could not stir up ripples like a stone thrown in, but even the lightest dust would fall if it did. As long as he observed carefully enough, as long as he became one with his qi…