I'm extremely interested in Nen abilities.

Chapter 237 A Waste of Talent

Jingyang and the others pretended to split into three groups. He led Wu Er and separated from Xiao Di and Bi Siji.

He and Xiao Di quickly reunited in the distance ahead, one on each side.

From the bird's-eye view high above, Bisky was walking leisurely when suddenly a figure emerged from the shadow of a rocky bunker behind her. The figure attacked with incredible speed, wielding a sharp weapon and thrusting it straight at Bisky's back. Even with Jingyang's consciousness controlling her, Bisky's naked eye could only catch a fleeting afterimage of the attack.

But Biskey is faster than anyone else.

With minimal movement and the advantage of her petite stature, she easily and succinctly evaded the attack from behind.

However, perhaps not considering hair a vital area to protect, Bisky's long blonde braid had a section of the end severed by the attacker's weapon. As the man grabbed her hair in mid-air and squeezed it in his palm, Bisky turned and kicked him, sending him flying. He hit the ground and bounced back up with a thud.

The other person quickly got up, holding the weapon from the attack in one hand—an ordinary pair of scissors—and pinching a few strands of Bisky's blonde hair in the other. He chuckled and said something to Bisky while throwing the hair he had snatched into his mouth.

Jing Yang knew this guy was called Binoto, a bounty hunter and a wanted criminal himself. He was a cannibal with the same tastes as Hannibal Lecter, especially fond of eating the flesh of women under twenty… His Nen ability was hair cut with his beloved scissors. If he ate it, he could know all the information about the person's body, such as the texture of the flesh, diseases, and genetic predispositions. It could be said that this Nen ability was largely useless in combat, since most Nen users' secret lay in their Nen, not their physical body. Binoto's Nen ability fully demonstrated the characteristic that Nen is a reflection of the mind. This guy loved to eat human flesh, and thus, this inner desire gave rise to an ability that aided in eating meat.

"So, Second, our cooperative Nen ability requires you to genuinely want to transform into the tiger-skin skirt and become a tool to assist your brother. Only when you have such a strong supporting spirit can the development of this ability be twice as effective!"

Jing Yang stroked the beautiful, smooth fur of the Moon Tiger with earnest concern. He was truly making the most of every second, even in such a short time, urging the tiger to lie on the ground and ponder its Nen abilities. His and Wu Er's energies seemed to merge, forming a larger, flowing white sphere. As the sphere swayed, the crouching tiger's body would sometimes become shriveled, sometimes shrink in size, and sometimes transform into a palm-sized tiger…

Little Drop observed from the side.

Wu Er's own energy was definitely not enough to keep going like this, and Jing Yang was the one continuously providing all the energy consumed in the process.

After letting the Moon Tiger cultivate for a while, Jing Yang stood up and said, "They're almost done. Let's go back and check on them."

Little Drop followed him back, only to see a homeless-looking man with small eyes kneeling in a pool of blood opposite Bisky, coughing up mouthfuls of blood. Between spitting out blood, he said in a hoarse voice, "Impressive... truly a body trained to perfection..."

Unlike him, Bisky remained unchanged except for a section of her hair being cut off. Even with such praise, her calm demeanor remained unmoved. Bisky's heart was as steadfast as a diamond; praise or criticism would have no effect.

Silence is the greatest contempt. Looking at Bisky, Binoto seemed to see his childhood again, when he was homeless on the streets, he would pick up a discarded wallet and kindly return it, only to be brutally beaten… Was someone like him born so lowly, never taken seriously by anyone?

"His ability is to eat hair?" Jing Yang walked over and asked, pretending to be serious.

Bisky said, "You saw it?"

She didn't look up at the circling Iwatzu as she spoke. "This person seems to be able to analyze a person's physical condition by eating their hair," she commented habitually. "It's actually a pretty good Nen ability to assist in training. It's a pity he only seems to use it to find suitable prey."

“Assist…cultivation?” Bi Nuotou was struck dumb, spitting out blood as he managed to ask the question.

Bisky ignored him.

Jing Yang tidied himself up, then pulled out a few strands of hair and pointed to himself, "Eat mine? I'm actually quite interested in knowing what my own situation is like."

Bisky looked puzzled. Little Drop, however, understood perfectly what Jingyang was talking about—his body had been artificially matured!

Binoto stared intently at Bisky with her small eyes. "Only hair cut by my scissors is useful..."

“Oh,” Jing Yang flicked a few strands of hair, put his hands in his pockets, leaned forward, and stretched his head over. “Then come on.”

With bloodied hands, Bi Nuo held the scissors, extending them to Jing Yang's head. The other man's skull, his carotid artery, were less than 10 centimeters from the blade. A mere touch of air on the blade was all it took…

Click.

Binoto gently cut off a strand of Jingyang's hair, shoved it into his blood-filled mouth, chewed the hair a few times with the closed scissors, and swallowed it. His aura fluctuated, his Nen ability began to take effect, and he stared wide-eyed in surprise.

Jingyang's eyes widened as well, and together with Xiaodi's, two pairs of curious eyes stared at Binuotou. "So? Give us the medical report quickly!"

Bi Nuotou murmured hoarsely, "How is this possible... twenty-six years old... eighteen years old... why would there be two actual ages..."

Jingyang was also shocked. Was the age analyzed by this cannibal's Nen ability really based on his physical body?

How could my age from my previous life possibly appear in the body I've transmigrated into?

How did you manage to eat that much, kid?

Xiao Di turned to Jing Yang and said, "You can't be 19 anymore, you're 18."

“It’s 19,” Jingyang corrected. “Don’t listen to him, this guy definitely has a problem with his sense of taste.”

"Twenty-six years old?" Bisky looked at him strangely.

"Fifty-three years old?" Jing Yang looked at her even more strangely, then reflexively jumped back, only to find that Bisky didn't intend to hit him.

Over there, Xiao Di, just like Jing Yang had done earlier, stretched her head towards Binuotou. Binuotou, dazed and confused, subconsciously cut off a strand of her hair and ate it, muttering listlessly, "Age, 16... Left eye 200 degrees, right eye 220 degrees, no other illnesses besides nearsightedness, physical fitness several times that of an average person..."

He muttered to himself, reading a long string of words like he was writing a medical report. He could even measure blood pressure and blood sugar levels. Jing Yang seriously suspected that this person could even switch careers to become a gynecologist or obstetrician. By chewing on a hair, he could probably even check the condition of the fetus in the womb, and maybe even tell if the fetus was hungry... Such abilities, yet he became a murderer and a cannibal. It's truly a waste of his talents!

"Before you kill me, can you tell me..." Binoto asked Bisky, "What do you mean by cultivation?"

"Kill?" Jing Yang instantly became alert.

“You’ve already figured it out yourself,” Bisky said.

"Are you really going to kill him?" Jingyang asked.

“Yes…” Binoto knelt down and looked down at the almost congealed pool of blood. The blurry reflection was like his childhood self. Was his Nen ability just to help him judge the quality of a young woman’s flesh, or was it to help him check his own physical condition so that he could cultivate on the right path even when he had nothing, and break out of his cocoon and become a butterfly?

Why is that? Why, after finally becoming a professional hunter and gaining amazing Nen abilities, would you continue doing this...?

Bisky pointed a finger and shattered Binoto's heart.

Bino's clothes ripped open a small hole in his back, and as his body went limp, his pupils gradually lost focus. Perhaps it was because he found the way his instructor from the Hunter Association looked at him and his condescending tone so annoying...

Death Aura +1

"I'm so sorry..."

Jing Yang pursed his lips and glanced at the deathly aura panel with a wide grin.

“You’re really strange, you know that?” Bisky shook her head, then saw Xiao Di point behind them. Jing Yang and Bisky turned around and saw that Wu Er had disappeared—leaving only a moon-white tiger-skin skirt in her place.

Chapter 238 Castle

"I'm telling you, shouldn't you be coming out soon enough?"

Bisky stood with her hands on her hips, speechless as she stared at the strange creature in front of her.

A striped tiger standing upright. Its features and expression appear dull and not very intelligent. The most peculiar thing is that on its white, furry belly, there is a pouch, like a kangaroo's.

Bisky, with fifty years of experience in the world, naturally recognized it as an endangered beast called Lalamove. She never expected to encounter it in the wilderness of Greed Island and even stuff Jingyang into its belly pocket.

The pocket that was dragging around A-Doraemon's belly wriggled twice, and a hand emerged from it, followed by an entire arm.

The outstretched hand was raised high, and a finger was flicked in front of the "king" character on A-Dream's forehead.

"Whoever wakes up from a big dream first will know it in my life."

Lazybones collapsed, its eyes spinning. Jingyang, reciting poetry, emerged from its belly pocket—what a Jiraiya!

With a bang, Trapper turned into a card: [Number 22, Trapper, A-15, an endangered beast. It possesses the animalistic instinct to stuff objects into its belly pouch. In many situations, it will stuff in various extremely valuable items.]

"Luckily, it's the designated card." Bisky went over and picked it up.

"Long time no see!" Jingyang went over and picked up Bi Siji, lifting her high in the air.

Bisky didn't struggle. After he had made a scene, she put herself on the ground, beckoned to him with her finger, and punched him away.

"You're so disrespectful." She blew on her white-gloved fist. "Are you out of your mind? What do you mean, 'long time no see'?" Then, a hint of curiosity crossed her face. "Could your perception of time be disrupted while you're in that tiger's pocket?"

"It seems so!" Jing Yang got up nonchalantly, dusting himself off. "A tiger with such a magical pocket, isn't that a Nen ability? Or a Conjuration type? No, if it's a naturally occurring pocket that involves space, then it should be... an Emission type?"

Bisky's forehead was covered in sweat. Is this kid addicted to teaching animals how to use their telepathic abilities?

She turned and pointed towards Xiao Di: "It seems there's been a problem."

At this moment, Xiao Di sat cross-legged on the ground, a crescent-white tiger-skin skirt wrapped around her waist. She opened her right hand, and a ball of spiritual energy emerged from her palm, forming a blurry human shape that kept twisting.

Jing Yang laughed and said, "You don't remember what that guy looks like, right? I knew it!"

"I knew you'd send a young girl?" Bisky rolled her eyes at him. "Go get it yourself."

Jingyang then went over to take over, and Xiaodi took off the tiger-skin skirt that Wu Er had transformed from and wrapped it around Jingyang's waist.

"Seventy-two Transformations," Wu Er's cooperative Nen ability. After Jing Yang wrapped himself in the tiger-skin skirt, he immediately felt as if the skirt and his Nen had become one. He opened his right hand, and a ball of Nen energy emerged from his palm.

The tiger-skin skirt continuously absorbed Jing Yang's energy. At the same time, the human figure outlined by the energy emanating from Jing Yang's right palm gradually took shape. The squinty-eyed face finally became lifelike. Only when one of the seventy-two stripes on the moon-white tiger-skin skirt lit up did this transformation form become complete.

Looking ahead, a city was not far away, with houses clustered around a small hill, and a castle-like building stood prominently on the hill—that was their destination.

-

The three entered the main city together. Jingyang looked away and found that the town ahead was not much different from other towns on Greed Island.

The buildings are all in a similar style, and NPCs are everywhere, playing various roles in this main city and providing players with a sense of immersion—of course, there are other players here too. If Jingyang and his group could think of asking the NPCs where the city lord was, the other players naturally could too.

Jingyang and his group crossed the main street and headed straight for the castle, towards the small hill in the city.

"Another self-righteous smarty is trying to take a shortcut, haha."

"It's pointless, turn back!"

A few laughs came from the crowd, clearly from other players.

Jingyang walked on unmoved when suddenly three people came from both sides of the street and blocked their way.

"BOOK." One of them read aloud, and a game card book was instantly released from his game ring. "You guys are really lucky. You just arrived in this area and you've already run into a Delayed A-class card."

Little Drop and Bisky glanced behind them and saw three more people following, blocking their way.

"Aren't you going to take out your card collection book?" one of the three blocking their way said. "Are you newbies? To find an A-grade card during the newbie stage, I don't know if you're lucky or unlucky. Looks like we don't need to trade, let's just rob you."

While they were loudly plotting, Jingyang and Xiaodi Bisky had already made their arrangements. Bisky stayed put, while Jingyang and Xiaodi darted out one after the other. Just before the guy who took out the card collection book from the three people blocking their way was about to say "Use 'Theft'...", Jingyang had already slapped the jaws of the three men three times, sending them flying.

At the same time, three streams of death energy invaded Jing Yang's heart.

Jingyang was certain that he had only marked the jaws of the three people blocking his way with stars; they couldn't possibly be dead.

So……

Looking back, sure enough, the trio blocking Xiao Di's path had become a group of six.

The three Nen chainsaws on Xiao Di's hands swayed slightly before quickly retracting and merging into her own aura. She turned around, her large purple eyes filled with confusion: "What's wrong?"

Bisky didn't say anything. Jingyang scratched his cheek, looked at the extra 3 points of death energy in his death energy panel, and said with a straight face, "What a waste. What if their card collection book has the Blue Planet that our Aunt Bisky wants?"

"Ah, I'm sorry." Little Drop realized her mistake and bowed slightly to Bissie.

"It's nothing." Bisky waved her hand, then casually punched Jingyang, sending him flying. She asked Xiaodi in confusion, "Is he always this annoying?"

Xiao Di said, "Jing Yang probably feels lonely because he doesn't have parents or elders."