Rock Car

"Whew..."

Gusts of strong wind blew over everyone, dispelling the fatigue and sweat from their run.

But they could hardly dispel Chrollo and Feitan's shock.

Ian had already produced plenty of tools that left them dumbfounded.

But at least they could understand those tools.

They could not imagine what principle allowed the tool before them to turn an ordinary rock into a fan that blew wind.

It was practically magic.

Even though they had never studied physics, they felt that this sight overturned their understanding of the ordinary physical things they saw every day.

Before everyone, Ian felt the cool breeze blowing from the rock fan.

The round rock was still the same rock, except it now had a large hole in it.

It had none of the blades of a real fan, yet it could somehow blow a refreshing breeze.

It was simply incredible.

It merely mimicked the basic shape of a fan, but its ability to blow wind, a function of a fan, was not caused by physics at all.

It was more like the "Ork Logic" of some species in the universe, giving it that function through the concept alone.

Because of this, Ian gained a deeper understanding of the Nonliving Hypnosis Loudspeaker's ability.

It was called hypnosis, but it was more like magic, or a gift from a god.

He wondered how the scientists of the future in Doraemon's world had managed to make something like this.

Then again, Doraemon's world had plenty of tools like the Nonliving Hypnosis Loudspeaker that completely disregarded "science."

Tools like the Shrink-and-Grow Light made no sense at all. A physicist would break down at the sight of them.

The Nonliving Hypnosis Loudspeaker could completely change the original nature of matter and give it an entirely new function.

Even if that function was completely at odds with the material's original properties, it could do it as long as the tool's owner wanted it to.

For Ian and the others, what they urgently needed right now was a vehicle to carry them away from this place.

"I think we can make a vehicle of our very own!"

Ian looked up at the others, his eyes bright and the corners of his mouth curling up as he spoke.

At his words, everyone looked at one another. Uvogin and Nobunaga, the two simple-minded fellows, hurried over. The pair still did not fully understand how much Ian's tool could change.

Chrollo and Feitan, however, instantly saw what Ian had in mind.

They already had some understanding of the miracles Ian had shown them.

But hearing his words now still made their scalps tingle. It was precisely because they were clever that they understood what he meant.

Feitan's expression even twitched a little. Unable to stop himself, he turned his gaze to the ordinary little green loudspeaker in Ian's hand, the shock on his face plain to see.

"Just... a little thing like that can do it..."

For a moment, he was at a loss for words.

Following his and Chrollo's gazes, the others also looked at the little loudspeaker in Ian's hand.

Now that everyone understood Ian's intention, they were all stunned.

Uvogin could not help shouting excitedly.

"Hey, Ian, you really can make a car, right? Haha, that's amazing! Is this what the new tool can do?!"

"Idiot!"

Nobunaga, standing beside him, punched him on the head in annoyance.

Though they had never held back with Ian and always asked him whatever was on their minds, without hesitation,

Chrollo and the others were here with them now, after all.

Besides, when Ian had awakened their Nen, he had also told them that in the world of Nen users, they must avoid exposing their own Nen Abilities.

That was extremely dangerous.

Once someone else learned how a Nen user's ability was activated, it became extremely easy for that Nen user to end up in danger.

"It's all right, Nobunaga. Uvogin isn't wrong."

Seeing what Nobunaga had done, Ian quickly raised a hand to stop him. He grinned, showing his white teeth, and said with a smile,

"This is the Nonliving Hypnosis Loudspeaker's ability. There's no need for me to hide what my tools can do from everyone."

"These tools are all very useful. We'll all enter the world of Nen users someday, and if everyone has some understanding of my tools' abilities, it'll be very beneficial to our team's cooperation in the future."

Nen users relied heavily on their Nen Abilities, and it was dangerous if others easily learned about them.

In practice, it was all about having an information advantage.

Once others learned the details of a Nen Ability, they could easily target its user.

But Ian knew his own situation was different.

What he relied on was the functions of his tools.

And right now, he was still in a period of weakness. After all, he did not yet have a wide enough variety of tools.

Once he had accumulated enough of them,

he believed that, with just a little luck and some time, nothing in this world, whether Nen Abilities, technology, or any other means, could threaten him.

Chrollo, meanwhile, was somewhat moved by Ian's words.

Clever as he was, he had naturally grasped long ago what mattered most among Nen users. Yet Ian did not shy away from any of this and was even willing to share information about his personal abilities.

He began to believe that Ian truly was willing to lead them out of Meteor City and make some changes to this world.

Hearing Ian's words, Feitan also felt something a little strange inside.

Still, to be fair, he could hardly believe that just one of Ian's tools could accomplish something like this.

If Ian had suddenly produced a car out of thin air, he would not even have been this shocked.

But whenever he thought of what Ian had just done to that rock,

Feitan could hardly conceal his astonishment.

As a genius who had awakened his Nen through his own talent, Feitan naturally had reason to be proud.

Even when facing Chrollo, Feitan refused to concede.

He would never admit that he was inferior to anyone else.

But faced with Ian, he was truly convinced now.

Because he had absolutely no idea how Ian had done it.

He had Nen himself, and although he had yet to establish his own combat system based on a Nen Ability, he did have some understanding of Nen.

And yet, even he could not begin to understand what Ian had done...

That was what truly crushed the pride in his heart.

Of course, at this moment, no one noticed Feitan's feelings.

"All right, don't overthink it. We should be celebrating that we're about to leave this place. Cheer up, everyone. A brand-new world is waiting to welcome us."

Seeing everyone looking thoughtful, Ian clapped his hands and spoke to them with a smile.

Then he glanced around, and his eyes lit up when he noticed a large rock lying on the ground.

The brown rock was just about the size and shape of a pickup truck.

If nothing went wrong, it should serve his purpose.

To tell the truth, Ian was a little nervous.

After all, he had already made a big promise. If he could not do it, things would be a little awkward.

For now, though, all he could do was trust the little green loudspeaker in his hand and wait for it to work a miracle.

Without much hesitation, Ian raised the Nonliving Hypnosis Loudspeaker, aimed it at the large brown rock before him, and said three times:

"You are a car!"

"You are a car!"

"You are a car!"

After the third time, as everyone stared dumbfounded, several seats suddenly formed as depressions in the brown boulder. In front of the driver's seat was a "steering wheel" that was more symbolic than practical, and four round stones suddenly dropped beneath the boulder, bearing its weight in a strange, floating fashion.

Yes, four rounded stones were floating strangely beneath the rock, just like that.

It had no steam power, no electric power, and certainly no fuel power.

From a distance, it looked more like a hovercar or a concept car...

A "car" made of rock—who would believe it?

At the front of the rock were large eyelashes like headlights, and they could actually blink.

There was a wide-open mouth at the front of the car. While everyone was still reeling and before any of them had boarded, it went "beep, beep, beep," sounding its horn as if to tell them to get in.

It was... too incredible.

Pakunoda covered her mouth with her small hand, her pretty face full of shock.

Ian, too, looked excitedly at the "car" before him.

But he quickly reined in his feelings and hurriedly said to everyone,

"Get in. We've run all this way and we're tired enough. Let's take it easy for the rest of the journey." As his words fell,

everyone climbed into the car made of rock, touching it here and looking there, finding it all very novel.

"Off we go!"

With Ian's excited shout,

the Rock Car's four round stone wheels began to turn.

Everyone in the car was excited. Though they had never ridden in a car before, as they felt and watched the scenery retreat around them, they all exclaimed in admiration.

"This is great!"

"So this is what riding in a car is like?! You don't have to do any of the work yourself."

"This isn't a car! It's a vehicle made by Ian's Nen Ability!"

Ian had naturally driven in his previous life, and he had to admit that the tools from Doraemon's world really were amazing.

Though the car was made of rock, they could not feel the slightest bump as it traveled along the rough dirt roads.

There were also some people in the world of Hunter who could do something like this.

For example, Tsubone, the veteran butler of the Zoldyck Family of assassins.

Her Nen Ability was to transform into various tools. She could even turn into flying tools, making it a very rare ability.

Fortunately, Ian only needed one tool to do the same thing.

Just as Ian and his group were driving away in their "car,"

"Awoo!"

A sudden, urgent wolf howl reached their ears.

Ian and the others tensed and turned to look back.

In the distance, dust billowed as two dark figures, trailing clouds of dirt, rapidly closed in on them.

"These are... the pursuers sent by the Third Elder!"

Uvogin, from far away, recognized one of them, a burly man with wild hair, and said through gritted teeth,

"Ron!!"