Hunter x Hunter: Call Me Master Inventor

Time slips away quietly.

"It's done!"

Inside the room, von Clay, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them.

Over the past period of time, he has finally figured out a way to reasonably reduce the costs of invention.

In fact, if used properly, consumption can be reduced to extremely low levels, almost zero!

"This could be considered a combination technique that makes good use of the transmigrator's 'knowledge cheat' and combines it with Nen ability, right? Hey~"

He sighed slightly.

Based on the concept of "constraints and oaths," he developed a completely new set of additional conditions and effects, and named it:

Standing on the shoulders of giants

Effect: Respond to requests and requests by leveraging known "wisdom of predecessors".

When the invented item closely matches a specific invention he already knows, the consumption of energy and mental power will be greatly reduced according to the degree of matching.

Simply put, his previous transvestite inventor ability was to automatically respond to requests and generate suitable inventions "out of thin air," with all costs borne by himself.

Now, with this additional condition, he can actively "call" ready-made designs from his memory bank.

If the call design perfectly matches the delegation, then the overhead will be minimal...

Because most of the burden of "creation" has been shifted to the concept of "borrowing existing designs".

For example, like when Uvogin wanted to eat sticky rice cake.

If von Klay had known the specific design of the Wish Cake Machine beforehand and had simply "called upon" it when responding to the commission...

The cost would then be far lower than allowing the ability to automatically generate an unknown "sticky solution".

"So, the key is how much I 'know'."

von Clay breathed a sigh of relief:

"This is testing my 'knowledge reserves'!"

The prerequisite for this ability is that he must be able to quickly find the specific invention that matches the commission from his memory.

If you want to eat sticky rice cake, you need to know about sticky rice cake making machines; if you want other kinds, you also need the corresponding "blueprints".

"Of course, if it's a particularly general request that requires a universal invention..."

"For example, 'conjure up all the delicious food'—even if I know the gourmet tablecloth, the consumption would still be huge."

Von Clay knew what he was doing. He wasn't naive enough to think he could conjure anything up without a price.

If someone were to commission him to destroy the world, even if he knew about the Earth-destroying bomb, his psychic power wouldn't be enough to withstand it.

"However, it should be fine for handling some ordinary needs."

Von Klay pondered the "invention library" in his memory:

"Doraemon's gadgets, the inventions of Grey Wolf and Slow Sheep, the quirky gadgets of the clumsy teacher..."

"Professor Agasa's gadgets, Senbei Norimaki's robots, Bulma's capsule toy..."

"Thanks to those cartoons I watched as a kid, they're invaluable 'shoulders of giants'!"

Having determined his direction, von Clay sensed the still meager amount of energy within him, looked at his bare house, and sighed.

"There are two things to do right now: first, to increase our strength and accumulate mental power; second, to improve our living conditions, which are worse than those of a beggar."

The thought of life gives him a headache.

There wasn't even a decent water glass in the room, which prevented him from doing a water-based test.

He estimated that he was either a materialization type or a specialization type.

"Never mind what department it is, I'm hungry."

The emptiness in his stomach made him feel melancholy.

Which transmigrator is as miserable as him, having to worry about food and clothing even after transmigrating?

"The sticky rice cake is delicious, but it's not very filling, and most of it ended up in Uvogin's gluttonous stomach..."

"If that guy wants something better, he'll probably come back, right?"

dong dong dong.

Just then, there was a knock on the old wooden door.

"It's us."

Machi's calm voice came from outside the door.

Bon Clay relaxed his guard slightly, used his Nen to sense that only Uvogin and Machi were there, and then got up to open the door.

"What, changed your mind... huh?"

When the door opened, von Clay was taken aback.

Machi was covered in dust and dirt, while Uvogin sat on the ground with a bruised and swollen face, grimacing and sucking in cold air.

"They're fighting."

March met his questioning gaze and gave a brief explanation:

"That's normal in Meteor City."

Yes, fighting is not unusual.

But to be beaten so badly...

"Those two guys didn't get away with it either!"

Uvogin stubbornly insisted, trying to save face...

"That bastard Finks, I knocked out several of his teeth!"

As he spoke, he deliberately grinned to show off his own tooth, which was also missing a corner.

von Clay: "..."

Others lose teeth, but didn't you lose yours too? It's a 50/50 situation.

but……

"Phinx? And Feitan?"

Upon hearing these two names, von Klay immediately understood.

No wonder they managed to get Uvogin and Machi in this state; only that motorcycle gang duo could pull off something like that.

However, judging from Uvogin's disheveled yet subtly smug appearance, it's likely that the other party didn't gain much advantage either.

They stormed off in a huff before, but now they're back with a triumphant air...

Could this big oaf have won a fight and come back just to show off?

The subtext is probably: "See, I can beat someone up even without asking you!"

"So, you've come to me for treatment?"

Von Clay didn't expose them, but simply glanced at the two men, noting that they both had superficial injuries.

"No need! This little injury is nothing!"

Uvogin stubbornly waved his hand, but then his stomach immediately growled loudly.

His face flushed red, and he stiffened his neck, saying:

"We're hungry again! We came here to find something to eat!"

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"How much longer until we can eat it?!"

Near the church, in the woods, Uvogin, starving and with his stomach practically touching his back, let out a primal wail of hunger.

March remained silent, simply watching Bon Clay standing in front of a large tree.

"Almost done!"

Von Clay patted a fairly lush tree in front of him and nodded in satisfaction...

"This one is just right."

"What would be just right?"

Uvogin was so hungry that his head drooped down.

But the next second, he suddenly sat up straight, his eyes wide open.

"This is……"

Then, von Clay's hands once again shone with that familiar, soft yet strange light.

Immediately afterwards, something with a peculiar shape appeared out of thin air in front of him!

"What is that?!"

Inside the church screening room, Kuroro, who witnessed this scene through the window, suddenly contracted his pupils and gasped in shock.

Paknoda, standing next to her, was equally shocked, her mouth agape.

"Something that appeared out of thin air?"

Kuroro stared intently down below, his mind racing, trying to explain this incredible sight with all the knowledge he knew.

However, no matter how hard he thought about it, he couldn't find any reasonable description.

This was completely beyond his comprehension.

Paknoda was equally bewildered and could only stare blankly.