I'm extremely interested in Nen abilities.

"Hey! Are you alright?!" Jingyang shouted as he rushed over.

"Does he look alright?" Bisky dusted off her fluffy skirt and walked over casually. "His butt's hanging off a tree, all that way." She pointed with her little hand, and sure enough, there was a dead tree twenty meters to the west, with Juezi Jue's blown-off lower body pressed against it like a large, extinguished, stuck-on matchstick.

"Should we save him?" Xiao Di arrived last.

She was inclined not to save him.

With Jing Yang's star-marking ability, as long as he has a breath left, even if his upper and lower body are blown apart, or even if his head is cut off, he can be kept alive by his last breath and slowly recover. However, since this person is almost certainly beyond saving, and it wasn't Jing Yang who injured him, if he dies like this, wouldn't that just contribute a wisp of death energy to Jing Yang?

As far as Xiao Di knows, among Jing Yang's Six Minds system, only the "addition points" of the Transformation system and the Manifestation system are not yet complete, and he is lacking the use of Death Qi.

“He’s beyond saving.” Bisky looked down at Zezzeira’s corpse.

When she and Jingyang ran over, her eyes seemed to turn in their direction for a moment, and she was still barely breathing, but now her pupils were completely unfocused, and her last glimmer of life was almost gone...

Jing Yang pressed his hand to his chest, looked at Jue Zijue La's still-shocked face and the rapidly widening pupils in his unfocused eyes, and said, "He is not dead."

Bisky crouched down, extended a finger and touched Juzjula's chest, grimacing, "His heart has stopped beating, this—"

Before the words were finished, white light surged from Juezi Jue La's "corpse".

The white light, like flames, engulfed his half—no, including his lower half hanging from a tree twenty meters away—into white flames as well, before quickly extinguishing on the spot—the two halves of Juezi Juela's body vanished in an instant.

The little droplet looked puzzled. Wu Er followed behind, circling the spot where Jue Zi Jue La had disappeared, occasionally lowering his head to sniff the air; the heat of the explosion and the smell of blood from the corpses still lingered. A little gray rock sparrow flapped its wings and landed on Jing Yang's shoulder, preening its feathers with its beak.

Juezi Jue La is dead.

As Bisky had indeed said, he died before Jingyang could even plant the star mark. His heart had stopped beating; no matter how powerful Jingyang's star mark was, it couldn't reverse life and death, or revive a corpse—or rather, two severed parts.

But Juzjue La did not die.

Because Jing Yang didn't receive the death aura. Unless he completely extinguished his life force when Jing Yang was a kilometer away, the death aura would naturally dissipate before Jing Yang got close. However, this was impossible, as Jing Yang was watching with the help of Yan Que's eyes. In order to keep track of whether Jue Zi Jue La had breathed his last, he didn't even let Yan Que track the person who killed Jue Zi Jue La.

—The person who blew up Juezijuela was probably the Bomb Demon, or more specifically, Gan Shu, one of the Bomb Demon trio.

Looking at the ground, now only radiating debris from the explosion remained, Jing Yang suddenly said, "It seems that Juezi Jue La is a Specialist."

Bisky nodded and said, "Of the six Nen types, if we categorize the top three types of release, enhancement, and transformation as offensive types, then the bottom three types of manipulation, traits, and materialization can be collectively called rule types. And rule types are most fond of producing strange Nen abilities involving prophecy, life and death, and the like."

Upon hearing this, Jingyang naturally thought of Kate.

Kate's Nen ability, "Crazy Clown," is the most difficult weapon to obtain, "Absolutely Undying." It seems to have a reincarnation effect. Specifically, according to the unreliable King in the comics, it can be summarized as: as long as Kate really doesn't want to die, she will never die.

According to Jing Yang's understanding, it meant a direct "corpse disintegration," "demonic disintegration," and "I'm done for this round, I'm starting over with a new account"...

Zezzera's Nen power wasn't weak, but his punches and kicks were somewhat lacking. After their previous encounters, Jingyang and Xiaodi had already guessed that this guy was in such a sorry state after being blown up by the Bomber Demon. Not only did he not actually die and contribute any death energy, but his "corpse" also disappeared. If it weren't for his Specialty Nen ability, Jingyang would have already eaten the Greed Island Ring in his hand.

Yes, not only has Juezi Jue La's "corpse" disappeared, but his game ring is also gone.

"In other words, the game determined that he didn't die. So the ring left with him," Xiaodi said. "It seems that his Nen ability allows him to have a second life."

Bisky said, “It’s not necessarily a second life. That doesn’t quite fit the usual practice of Nen practitioners. Generally speaking, Nen practitioners would cultivate abilities like ‘I pay a huge price to gain the ability to be reborn,’ rather than ‘I pay a huge price to gain a chance to be reborn.’”

"The folly of the latter makes it a huge side effect, and the less it is used, the greater the side effect becomes—because before it takes effect, the Nen user will definitely become timid and hesitant, and he will become more and more timid and hesitant."

"Isn't this an ever-accumulating, ever-greater price? If this Nen ability is never put to use in one's lifetime, wouldn't the Nen user live an unhappy, hesitant, and fearful life?"

"It's not worth paying so much for a chance to be reborn!"

Auntie shook her head repeatedly, saying it would be better to simply forget about this useless ability and redevelop it from a different branch.

Jingyang mentally translated: What kind of ending would be worthy of all the hardships and wandering along the way?

"So, his special Nen ability is that every time he revives, he has to pay a huge price," he pondered. "No wonder he wanted to defeat me so much before, but he never used his Nen ability. It wasn't that he liked to hide it; he just really couldn't use it..."

He can't just jump up and deliberately let Jingyang kill him just to show off, can he?

This seems to explain why Zezzzer, a seasoned professional hunter and even a one-star bounty hunter, couldn't match the Nen novices Gon and Killua, who had only recently begun learning Nen, in a skill as simple as jumping in place, which is purely based on basic stats...

Forget about Specialization-type Nen, the derived Nen abilities are completely useless in direct combat. If he doesn't pull them in, who will? He absolutely will!

Xiao Di asked curiously, "Since he cares so much about the reward for the mission, could the price of resurrection be money?"

"That would be too easy, wouldn't it?" Jingyang said skeptically.

Bisky laughed and said, "What if we added this restriction: it must be his personally earned wages?"

Jing Yang thought for a moment and agreed, "Exchanging hard-earned money for hard-earned money is a good idea!"

Chapter 234 Old Aunt

"Sure enough, no signal..."

Jingyang put down the phone he was holding and put it in his pocket.

He had a sudden inspiration and wanted to call Juezi Jue La, but his phone had no signal at all.

Come to think of it, if there were any communication signals on this island, wouldn't its exact location have been exposed long ago? The island's designers wouldn't have time to slack off either; they'd be busy patrolling the island's perimeter every day, chasing away boats, planes, and swimmers, and wouldn't have time for anything else.

“So, he might not actually be alive,” Xiao Di said. “He might have died on this island and then been moved to the vicinity of the game machine used for logging in before becoming a corpse.” She looked at Jing Yang, meaning that the death energy might have been wasted in the cellar of the castle where they landed.

“Didn’t you pick up a ‘Leave’ spell card?” Bisky said.

"Yes, there is, but only one," Jingyang said honestly. "I don't really want to use it for such a small thing. To be honest, I don't really care whether Juezi Jue La is dead or not."

So, he claims to be chaotic and kind? Bisky had read the newspaper article about that interview. She smiled slightly and said, "Batra's breakthrough contract was worth a full 500 billion Jenny. It's entirely expected that Juzjutra would be retaliated against for suddenly entering the game and telling the hunters who had worked so hard in the game for so long that the 500 billion was wasted. What's more surprising is that he was killed so easily and so quickly."

Xiaodi asked, "We're here to terminate our employment contracts too. Will they attack us as well?"

Bisky said, "You seem quite eager to try?"

“If they attack us, then I can kill them,” Little Drop said in a very ordinary tone. “Right?”

Jingyang kept a straight face, neither nodding nor shaking his head, but secretly rubbing his chest—this was what Xiaodi said, and it has nothing to do with me!

However, he also knew in his heart that the kind of scene Xiaodi was hoping for was unlikely to happen.

If his memory and judgment are correct, the one who blew Juezi Jue's butt up the tree was undoubtedly the bomb monster from the Greed Island storyline, or more specifically, Gan Shu, one of the bomb monster trio.

The group Gan Shu belongs to is made up of cowardly and weaklings who stick together for warmth. Of course, they call themselves "non-fighting faction".

In the comic, after being threatened by Gan Shu, they all backed down within an hour and obediently handed over all the cards they had collected. Then, the three bomb-wielding trio blew them all up, leaving them with nothing but loss.

These "non-military factions" are unlikely to be killed by her as Xiaodi guessed, because they simply don't have the courage to launch an attack.

“Let’s go, let’s head north first and find the castles where those designers live.” Jing Yang pointed to the hazy outline of the distant mountains. “We’ll cultivate along the way, and while we’re at it, we can figure out if there are any other angles we can use to get Bisky to the Blue Planet.”

……

"Blue Planet" is one of the required cards to clear the stage, number 081.

Looking across Greed Island, the difficulty level for obtaining items is 10, ranging from SS to H.

Bisky desperately wants the Blue Planet Gem, which has an acquisition difficulty of SS-5 and is one of the rarest items in the game. Moreover, there are only 5 cards available, and only 5 identical 081 'Blue Planet' cards can exist at any given time in the entire game. Even if a sixth player meets the mission requirements, they will not get the sixth card. They can only grab the vacated share after other players' Blue Planets are deactivated and make room for them.

……

"Aren't these rules actually in our favor?"

As they entered the mountainous area, Xiao Di leaped and bounded, asking curiously, "The sixth one can't be turned into a card, which is perfect since we don't need it to be turned into a card."

Bisky leaped lightly, pondering, "According to the rules, if a player holds a card without making any move, it will automatically de-card within one minute and can never revert back to a card. This is probably to prevent players from circumventing the card slot limit in the card book and hoarding cards in large quantities. But what if we use this rule in reverse? After obtaining the Blue Planet card, we can actively de-card it, grab the gem, and run..."

Jing Yang jumped across a valley crevice about ten meters wide and pondered, "It can't be that simple, right? If it were that easy, players would have already voluntarily removed a bunch of items, packed them into sacks, run to the island's coastline, boarded a boat, and sailed away... Wait, I wonder if anyone has tried that? Fleeing Greed Island?"

Shizuku said, "As long as it's not an item created by Nen, but a real gem, I can take it away with the Bulbasaur."

Bisky became more and more engrossed in the conversation, her eyes shining brightly like jewels. Suddenly, she heard birdsong overhead and turned around to see Jingyang and Xiaodi still standing by the valley crevice the three of them had just crossed. Rock sparrows could fly over, but Can Yuehu Wu Er was not as capable as them, leaping across the ten-meter-wide rift without a second thought.

Wu Er lingered on the other side of the rift valley, watching them longingly.

Before Jing Yang could make a move, a small figure darted past him. Bisky jumped back to the other side, hoisted the Moon Tiger, which was several times her size, onto her shoulder with one hand, and without any sign of retreating or charging, she jumped up from the spot and leaped across the ten-meter-wide chasm. Jing Yang exclaimed, "Holy crap, yellow flash!"

"What flash?" Bisky threw down the tiger, clapped her hands, put her hands on her hips and looked at the sky. "It's about time. We Nen users can go for days without food or water, but this tiger probably can't. Let's rest for a bit."

“Okay.” Jing Yang agreed. They found an open space, and Xiao Di raised her hand and conjured a bulging-eyed fish with her spiritual energy. With a whoosh, the vacuum cleaner spat out a number of items—two pitched tents and a set of simple picnic utensils.

"Go find some yourself first." Jing Yang waved to Wu Er. The tiger nodded, flicked its tail, and leaped into the forest. The rock sparrow skillfully followed in mid-air, acting as a wingman to help it observe the environment and scout for prey.

Bisky looked at the pile of canned meat, instant noodles and other food that Little Drop's vacuum cleaner had spewed out again and exclaimed in surprise, "It seems that even if you run to the barren desert, you can still live quite well."

"Hehe." Jing Yang proudly gave a thumbs up and held it in front of Xiao Di.

After a satisfying breakfast, Bisky noticed that Jingyang had pulled out a notebook from somewhere and was writing and drawing. She leaned over to take a look and asked, "Were you writing these things in the car with Batra earlier?" What Jingyang was writing was none other than the cultivation methods that Bisky had talked about.

Bisky could tell that these were not simply copies of her own words, but rather summaries of Jingyang's understanding and absorption of them.

As Jingyang wrote, he asked, "Do you mind if I write this down?"

Bisky neither confirmed nor denied it, saying, "Summarizing experiences is also a learning process."

“That’s not all. It’s rare to have the opportunity to learn some good things, and as the eldest brother, I can’t bear to keep it all to myself. I want to leave a copy for another younger brother so he can see it sometime in the future.” Jingyang said with a smile, “If you don’t agree to me passing it on to Bisji, I’ll change the wording, translate it simply, and then teach it to him in the form of ‘Jingyang’s Cultivation Notes’.”

“You little rascal, you have quite a few crooked ideas.” Bisky smiled. “I don’t mind, and I believe you know how to handle the people you’re instructing.”

Jingyang was deeply moved and exclaimed, "Is this the kindness of an old lady...?"

boom!

Bisky landed a topspin, sending him flying. He landed with a thud a hundred meters away, just in time to run into Wu Er, who was walking back dejectedly.

Chapter 235 Bisky's Resentment

Wu Er's dejected state was not without reason. It went hunting for breakfast and almost got eaten by its prey.

"So embarrassing?" Jing Yang asked in surprise, getting up from the ground and dusting himself off.

The rock finch that had been cawing on the tiger's head suddenly turned its head and tilted its head to look at him, as if to say, "You seem to have been beaten and sent flying by someone too, right?"

Jingyang reached out and grabbed the little gray bird.

The rock sparrow immediately became as docile as a chick, affectionately pecking at Jingyang's thumb and forefinger with its sharp beak.

"Lead the way." Jingyang patted Wu Er's big head. "You can't tolerate bullying my brother!"

Wu Er led him away from the edge of the rift valley and deeper into the forest. Before long, they saw a black wild boar as big as an elephant, with curved and upturned tusks. It looked extraordinary. Just by walking in the forest, it had a kingly aura, which made Wu Er, the proper tiger king, look inferior.

The rock sparrow chirped and flew around, as if replaying the earlier battle between Wu Er and the black wild boar. Or rather, it was a one-sided charge and crushing attack by the black wild boar. If Wu Er hadn't been physically strong and hadn't had his own healing abilities, he would have been hit hard, suffering at least fractures and serious internal injuries.

“It’s normal that it can’t beat such a beast.” Bisky caught up from behind and calmly observed the black boar strolling on the wild road.