New items
After a few days together,
Ian had grown familiar with Uvogin, Machi, and the others, and he had also helped them master the power of Nen.
They also knew that Ian wanted to leave Meteor City.
However, Uvogin had mentioned wanting to bring a few people along.
Ian already had a faint idea who they might be.
After all, in a place like Meteor City, anyone Uvogin and the others accepted was most likely a future member of the Spiders.
Although he didn't think much of the character of certain Spider members,
there was... no doubt that they had tremendous potential in combat.
If he had the chance, he wouldn't mind taking them along as well.
"Sure, Uvogin. If you think any of them have talents we need, there's no problem with them leaving Meteor City with us."
Ian nodded slightly. After a moment's thought, he looked at Uvogin and answered seriously.
Hearing Ian's answer, Uvogin and Nobunaga exchanged a glance.
They silently resolved to explain the stakes to Chrollo and the others and make sure they seized the chance to get to know Ian.
Although they weren't particularly close,
Uvogin couldn't deny that Chrollo had helped them before.
They weren't ungrateful people, and if they had the chance, they were willing to repay the favor.
Over the next few days,
Ian, too, was getting used to his Nen Ability.
Although he had now mastered Nen and received the Doraemon God's blessings,
he had met too few Nen users to gauge how much Nen he had. He could only estimate the range of his Nen reserves based on how often he could use the items.
Machi, Uvogin, and the others benefited from this too.
Perhaps it was thanks to all the good food.
In just a few days, their bodies, once somewhat scrawny from malnutrition, filled out at a visible rate.
Fortunately, at this critical juncture, no blind fools came looking for trouble with them.
Of course, that also had a lot to do with Uvogin and the others keeping their tempers in check.
The two of them left early and returned late, taking great care to avoid conflicts with the people of Meteor City, but Ian didn't ask much about what they were doing.
At mealtimes,
the two returned to the hut and shared the food with Ian and Machi.
Even when everyone ate their fill, they couldn't finish all the food duplicated with the Multiplication Liquid.
And Uvogin and Nobunaga were clearly going to meet Chrollo and the others, so the food gave them a convenient way to show off their current "strength."
After all, this was Meteor City.
Perhaps because she had met Ian and her life had improved,
Machi's attitude toward him had changed a little. She trusted him with many things, and they had grown closer and more familiar with each other.
On the third day,
noon arrived, and it was time for the Doraemon God to bestow another blessed item.
Ian rubbed his hands together, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. He hoped for a powerful item.
His luck had been good over the previous two days.
He had obtained two combat-oriented items: the Air Pistol and the Trip Expert.
The Air Pistol could absorb and use air as the energy for its bullets.
It was very simple to use. All he had to do was wear it on his finger, point it at an enemy, and shout, "Bang!" and it would attack.
The Trip Expert was a magical robot that would chase down an enemy until it made them fall, as long as a coin was dropped into its back!
At times like this, the coins Ian had collected while scavenging came in handy.
Both items had upgraded versions.
For example, the Air Pistol's upgraded version was the Air Cannon, which had far greater power and range.
The Trip Expert's upgraded version was the Strongest Trip Expert, which was almost comparable to the Time Patrol.
The Strongest Trip Expert in particular only needed to know an enemy's name to obey its master's orders and strike wherever directed. Even if that person was in the future or the past, it could travel through time and space to knock out the enemy its master wanted beaten!
Of course, as long as Ian kept receiving blessings, he was bound to have a chance to obtain those items.
And now,
with a thought from Ian, a pink item resembling a camera floated in the chaotic space.
This is...?
Even Ian couldn't immediately recognize the item when he saw it.