Hunter x Hunter: Call Me Master Inventor

During the subsequent mission to the Dark Continent, Yinda was assigned to the biological team and put in charge of security.

Within the Hunter Association, he is also a moderate who values ​​balance.

"An inventor?!"

Upon hearing von Clay's introduction, Yinda's attention returned to the toy pond where von Clay had cast his fishing rod and retrieved his hunter's license.

"Are all of these your inventions, von Clay?"

"Yes, this is called the 'Lost Item Fishing Rod and Fish Pond,' a tool specifically designed to fish out lost items."

Invention: Lost Fishing Rod and Fish Pond

Source: Doraemon World - Future Technology Company.

Effect: Tell the lost item to the fishing rod, describe the characteristics of the lost item, and then put it into the pool of water on the four-dimensional projection screen. The fishing rod will automatically search for the location of the lost item.

"A tool for fishing for lost items?!"

Yinda nodded repeatedly as he listened:

"That was a really useful 'invention'."

"This way, no matter who loses something, they can find it again through this 'invention'."

"Very practical, a great ability."

Yinda has a great fondness for this kind of auxiliary, helpful ability.

He regained his hunter's license through this "invention".

"This is just an 'invention'."

Von Klay corrected him.

"I understand~"

Yinda gave him an "I understand" look:

"Is this a tool of your 'invention' that has materialized from your 'invention' ability?"

"I've heard before that some Nen users with special abilities or materialization abilities can materialize many items with special functions and effects."

"Your 'invention' ability is probably very similar to those other abilities."

Well, if we understand it this way, strictly speaking, it's actually quite similar.

"that……"

Suddenly, the security guard next to them also understood what was going on.

He interrupted their conversation.

"Can this thing retrieve any lost item?"

He pointed to the toy fishpond, a rather wistful expression on his face.

"That's right, as long as it's lost and not damaged, you can fish it up."

Von Clay nodded. Judging from his expression, he must have lost something very meaningful and couldn't find it.

"Is that so..."

A look of reminiscence and remembrance appeared on the security guard's face:

"Could it help me find the things I lost before?"

"It should be fine."

Bon Clay had already picked up his fishing rod; if he were to lend a helping hand and do someone a good deed, it would be a simple matter.

"What is it that needs to be retrieved?"

"That's me..."

Von Klay was already in position to swing his club.

"The youth that has passed away."

Thump. Feng

Clay's hand trembled, and the fishing rod accidentally fell onto the water.

Ok? ? ?

He turned around in astonishment and saw the security guard looking on with a sigh.

"I left my youth, and the heart of a girl, under the sunset of that day."

The security guard's face was weathered, and his eyes were filled with melancholy, as if they told a story.

von Clay: "..."

Yinda, standing to the side: "..."

Who knew this security guard was such a cultured old man?

Bon Clay can help with ordinary items, but he is powerless to help with images like this.

Fortunately, the security guard knew that what he was doing was indeed asking too much of others.

Instead of making things difficult for von Clay, they let him and Yinda in together.

Well, in his words, if there is a professional hunter leading the team, then the accompanying companions can also go in.

Of course, if anything happens inside, or if any violations are committed, the professional hunter who was brought in with them will be held accountable.

As for this, Yinda patted his chest and said that he didn't mind at all.

"Bon Clay, you've helped me so much, I don't know how to thank you enough!!"

"This Dallas Forest Park is really famous, let me show you around!"

Yinda volunteered to be von Klay's guide.

Feeling the warmth and enthusiasm of Yinda, von Klay smiled and did not refuse.

The two chose to go together.

As soon as he entered this forest, which was off-limits to ordinary people, von Klay was struck by the enormous canopy trees that blotted out the sky.

The canopy of the giant tree intertwines and weaves a dense, dark green dome forty meters above the ground.

Only a few stubborn rays of sunlight pierced through the cracks like golden spears, casting constantly shifting spots of light on the humus-covered ground.

Throughout the forest, the air was thick as liquid, filled with the moisture rising from plants, the sweet fragrance of decaying flowers, and the fishy vitality emanating from some unknown life form.

It felt as if the entire forest park was breathing, and each breath felt like swallowing a warm, damp sponge.

"The humidity in this forest park is very high. Generally speaking, unless you are a professional hunter such as a forest hunter or an animal hunter, you are not allowed to enter."

Yinda led von Clay through the forest, enthusiastically introducing the area as he went.

"Of course, there are also many explorers and adventurers who come to this forest with professional equipment and instruments, ready to work and adventure."

"Although this place is off-limits, many defiant and fearless individuals still sneak in."

Yinda casually pulled apart a vine from a giant banyan tree.

"Then all we can do is wish them good luck and let them pray for the best."

Yes, in every world there are people who court death.

The hunter world is no exception, not to mention the abundance and richness of its natural wonders and relics.

It's worth noting that even the Zoldyck family, the world's most famous assassin organization, has its family gate, "Gate of the Underworld," which has become a well-known tourist attraction.

Every day, fearless tourists and tour guides come to visit their doorstep.

Of course, given the Zoldyck family's money-grubbing nature, it might just be a project they're collaborating on with the Republic of Bathoria.

And in this Dallas National Park, there are naturally plenty of stubborn guys who come and lose their lives every year.

"If it's just the natural forest environment here, it's not so bad; with a little effort, we can overcome it."

Yinda remained calm and composed, without even blushing or panting.

"However, it would be terrible if we encountered any rare or exotic wild animals that live here."