I'm extremely interested in Nen abilities.

As everyone walked out of the research institute and was about to step into the lush forest in front of them, the others seemed to be watching with amusement.

Seeing this, Jing Yang raised his hand and asked, "If it's an investigation, shouldn't it be left to the individual to decide?"

The balding young man, Sloe, said, "Of course, there are many extraordinary people among the hunters, so we laymen won't give any unsolicited advice. It's all up to you to act independently; we just want the results."

Jingyang said, "Then let's act together!"

He pointed at Menqi and Xiaodi. Xiaodi looked around, as if he was pointing at herself.

"Huh?" The person next to Da Gao could no longer hold back. In fact, he had been unhappy ever since Jing Yang appeared and signed that contract. Now he stepped forward and said, "You kid, you just come up here and start talking to yourself—" The person who stepped forward had his words stuck in his throat because the boy pointed his finger at him.

"I've noticed you guys have been having a problem with me all along."

A rapidly growing gas blast spun and took shape on Jingyang's finger...

Hey! Are you kidding me?! Are you serious?! This thing could kill someone!

...I'll get beaten to death!

Although Da Gao and the others were amateur hunters from the civilian population, they were still Nen users, so they were not so oblivious to the direct danger posed by this Nen bullet. They immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

Jing Yang flicked his finger.

boom!

The fiery bullet grazed the amateur hunter's cheek, then swept through his path, snapping three or four trees in its wake...

The man's cheek was scraped and bleeding. His legs trembled, and he couldn't help but kneel down in front of Jing Yang. Now it was Jing Yang looking down at him.

Jing Yang blew on his index finger, not looking at the guy in front of him, and asked, "Do you still have any objections?"

"Is he an Emission Type user...?" Kang Zai and Babimaina thought almost simultaneously, "To have such destructive power, he's quite strong!"

Menqi was a little confused, mainly because in her opinion, Jingyang wasn't supposed to be such a volatile person.

Even more baffled was Sloe, a Muggle who had no idea what kind of magic Jing Yang, the little hunter, had done, managing to conjure an invisible "cannonball" with his bare hands...

Chapter 31 Little Drop: Can We Change the Bet?

Watching Jingyang, Xiaodi, Menqi and the others leave, Da Gao and the others felt a mix of emotions.

We were hired with Xiaodi first, so why are these two new recruits teaming up with Xiaodi instead?

Are these men going to shamelessly force their way in and join us?

...It's not that I don't have the nerve to admit it.

But what reason could be given?

Many hands make light work? Then splitting up the operation would be more efficient.

Protect your two younger sisters and a child?

Stop joking around. That little boy almost killed one of them with a flick of his finger... Who's protecting whom?

"Are you all going to work as a team, or split up?" the Blanchett Company representative asked.

Now that the Ochima people have been given permission to conduct a formal investigation, the reserve manager will naturally arrange for people to accompany them. At the very least, they need to protect the Moon Tigers and keep an eye on these amateur hunters to prevent them from causing too much damage within the reserve.

Da Gao and his colleagues exchanged glances and asked, "Does your company have any suggestions?"

"Our advice is that there's nothing here that you're looking for, so let's wrap this up as soon as possible."

"Then let's split up. All five of you will go your separate ways. Please send five teams to accompany you." Da Gao and the others quickly separated and plunged into the forest. Two of them were responsible for the outer area, two were responsible for exploring the buffer zone, and Da Gao went straight to the core area that they had been lurking and checking the least in recent days.

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In the core area of ​​the Moon Tiger Reserve, in a more pristine forest, Jingyang, Xiaodi, and Menqi, accompanied by two Blanchett Company security personnel, slowly explored the area.

In fact, strictly speaking, none of the three of them had any particularly "hunter" skills or experience. However, they were all Nen users after all. With the enhancement of ki, their overall physical qualities, such as vision, hearing, and touch, far surpassed those of ordinary people. If they concentrated their ki in their eyes, their perception would be greatly enhanced, and their eyes would be like torches.

Menqi used the word "凝" at this moment, which means "eyes like torches" in a literal sense. As she walked, she paid attention to her surroundings and then looked at the younger sister she had just met.

Xiao Di noticed that she kept looking at her, and looked at her in confusion.

Menqi pointed to her own eyes, then to Jingyang's eyes, and finally to Xiaodi's eyes, "Haven't you practiced using 'Condensation' anytime?"

"Oh." Xiao Di suddenly realized, and immediately focused her energy into her eyes, looked around, and finally her gaze fell on Jing Yang's ears.

She asked curiously, "Does gathering air in the ears also have any effect?"

Menqi also felt that this was beyond the scope of the curriculum, as Teacher Yinda had never mentioned this point.

Jingyang laughed and said, "You'll know once you try it."

After several attempts, Menqi and Xiaodi successfully condensed their breath in their ears, and their hearing improved significantly. The rustling sounds in the surrounding woods became much clearer.

"Compared to the 'Condensation' for the eyes, it seems rather useless!" Menqi commented. "Using 'Condensation' on the eyes allows you to see qi that is normally invisible to the naked eye..."

Xiao Di covered her ears and asked curiously, "Then... is there any kind of aura that can only be heard using 'Condensation'?"

Menqi looked confused, then his eyes widened in surprise, and finally he frowned.

"Look, she's much more perceptive than you!" Jingyang said earnestly. "You have to consider all sorts of situations, little sister Menqi. Who knows, there might be an enemy who can use sound ninjutsu?"

"What kind of sound ninjutsu is this? Is it Nen ability?" Menchi retorted.

Little Di, once again turning into a curious child, asked, "Why does he call you little sister?"

Men Qi chuckled.

Jing Yang humbly replied, "Those who are accomplished are teachers. I would reluctantly consider myself half a teacher to this hot girl! It's already good enough that I don't call her my niece."

"Hmph, you're asking for it!" Men Qi bared his teeth, spreading his arms as if to scratch Jing Yang to death, then changed the subject and asked, "Xiao Di, civilian hunters like you haven't participated in the hunter test, right?"

"Mmm." Little Drop nodded. Her curiosity came and went quickly. She kept her eyes focused and looked around as she walked.

"Then you—" Menqi paused for a moment, as if remembering something.

Jing Yang, like her, glanced behind her. The two security guards from Blanchett's company were following at a distance, neither too close nor too far, probably unable to hear what they were chatting about.

Jingyang said, "She's curious. So how did you awaken your Nen abilities? And since you had the conditions to awaken your Nen abilities, why didn't you practice the basic technique of 'Condensation' until it became second nature? Didn't you have a master to teach you?"

Actually, he was also a little curious about this.

Not all members of the Phantom Troupe are residents of Meteor City; for example, several Zoldyck members joined the Phantom Troupe later on.

However, Shizuku, like Chrollo, Machi, and other original members, was born in Meteor City.

The so-called Meteor City originated from a large garbage dump about 1500 years ago, a place that accepted garbage, weapons, corpses, babies and other things discarded from all over the world.

It is said that there are now 800 million residents living there, but this cannot be verified.

However, since it is impossible to verify, where did the figure of 800 million people come from?

Jingyang has always felt that this description of Meteor City in the manga is quite intriguing...

Xiao Di looked at them but did not answer their questions.

"Still so impulsive. Do you think you can get cocky just because the teacher is gone?" Jingyang turned to Menqi and said, "Do you think the secret to ability is something you can just ask casually? Do you think people are as stupid as you?"

"Oh, sorry!" Menqi said, then glared at Jingyang angrily.

Shizuku asked curiously, "If I take the test to become a Hunter, will someone teach me Nen?"

"Yes, but not everyone can learn it..."

The trio were in perfect harmony as they wandered through the woods in the heart of the reserve. Along the way, they saw many Miserable Moon Tigers, but during the day, the Miserable Moon Tigers didn't seem to have much of a special presence.

Little Drop belatedly realized, "Ah, so those were the Miserable Moon Tigers?"

"The reaction is too slow..." Menqi muttered.

They worked tirelessly until dusk, but still came up empty-handed.

There are four days left until the contract deadline. If there are no results after four days, the reward will only be the base amount of 2 million Jenny, which is about 100,000 RMB. Even if I slack off for five days, I can still easily pocket the 100,000 RMB, which seems pretty good. But the thought that if I actually find something, the reward could double, or even soar to 500,000 RMB, which is 10 million Jenny, makes me feel a little unwilling.

At the edge of the core area's exit, Jingyang, Menqi, and Xiaodi happened to run into a disheveled Dagao, who also seemed to have come up empty-handed.

"See you tomorrow, Xiao Di." Men Qi waved and left with Jing Yang.

The people of Okima didn't interfere with the hunters' actions. Dago stood there, watching the two "professional hunters," then turned to Xiaodi and asked, "Shall we continue the investigation tonight? Taking only 200 million is really a bit—"

But when he turned his head, he saw that Xiao Di had already gone far away, seemingly in the same direction as Men Qi and Jing Yang.

Two crows cawed overhead as they flew by...

Daga stood there stunned for a long time, then wiped his face and plunged back into the protected dense forest.

Blanchett's security guards were speechless. "You're not eating dinner, but we are!"

There was no other way but to turn back and consider it working overtime.

"quack……"

As Xiaodi emerged from the woods, she looked up and saw two crows flapping their wings and flying over. She belatedly realized, "I felt like something was missing today..."

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As dusk fell, neon lights illuminated the Elf Amusement Park, and some of the rides started operating at night, creating a unique atmosphere.

After many days, Jingyang, who had become a well-known figure in the amusement park, once again took out the gem that shone with a beautiful blue glow in the night and set up a stall in a busy spot in the fountain square. After doing this several times, the security guards in the amusement park all recognized him, and since it was just a kid's little prank, they were too lazy to deal with it.

Tourists come and go, and not everyone knows Jingyang's strength, so naturally there are always people who are not convinced and want to challenge Jingyang and go on stage to have a match.

"Haha, I bet this big guy can only last 3 seconds!"

"Three seconds is a bit short, I bet it's at least five seconds."

Among the onlookers, some were watching the spectacle. The shrewd merchant who had kindly offered Jingyang a discount on the Blue Moon Pearl chuckled and said, "I bet it can only last one second!"

boom!

Jing Yang, sitting in the room, effortlessly pushed down the arm of the muscular man opposite him, whose muscles had swelled up.

The muscular man looked incredulously at his trembling hands, then at the nonchalant boy, when suddenly a pleasant girl's voice came from behind him: "Can I try?"

Jingyang looked up and saw Xiaodi wearing a black sweater and jeans, glasses, and with slightly messy black hair.

"Ga~ga~"

Two crows that had led the way flew away, their deeds hidden from view. Little Drop didn't pay any attention; her large, pale purple eyes were fixed on the "Blue Moon Pearl," the bet placed on the table.

"Little sister, don't be impulsive, this boy is a bit strange," the defeated burly man advised. "His wrist strength—"