Becoming a Gadget Master Starting from Hunter x Hunter

"A gun?"

As if hearing a hilarious joke, the bank boss burst into laughter, the fat on his face jiggling.

"You're just ants living at the bottom, without even a record of existence in society!"

He wiped the corner of his eye with a smile. "You have no idea what kind of power exists in this world."

Saying that, he seemed to lose interest in the conversation. "Get it done, Mr. Gerkan."

"Huh?!"

The three robbers froze, not understanding where the bank boss's confidence came from.

And at that very moment…

Whoosh!

The leader with the triangular eyes suddenly felt a chilling wind blow from behind him.

He instinctively tried to look back.

Crack…

A crisp bone-cracking sound echoed within the factory.

The last thing the leader with the triangular eyes saw was the heads and necks of his bald subordinate and the pockmarked subordinate behind him, twisted 180 degrees.

'Huh? Why can I see what's behind me?'

This was his final thought before his world spun and he completely lost consciousness.

Thump, thump, thump.

The sound of three bodies falling to the ground rang out.

And standing in the center of the corpses was a lean man with a hooked nose, exuding a chilling aura, his face expressionless.

"As expected of Mr. Gerkan, so decisive and swift!"

The fat bank boss clapped his hands, ushering in his bodyguards and accountant with a chuckle.

His round, smiling face was filled with undisguised flattery and respect.

"Less nonsense."

The cold, hooked-nosed man glanced at him dismissively. "You'd better deliver what you promised me, and do it honestly."

"Don't worry…"

"Understood! Understood!!"

The fat bank boss bowed repeatedly.

"Shall we head back then?"

"No rush."

The hooked-nosed man sneered. "There are still a few rats to deal with."

"Rats?"

The fat boss and the accountant froze.

"Do you want to come out on your own, or do you need me to force you out?"

He looked towards the factory entrance behind him.

"A guy with an afro, and a beggar with a knife."

"You're the beggar, and your whole family are beggars!!"

Nobunaga stepped out, cursing.

Behind him, Uvogin chuckled, "Beggar really suits you!!"

"Idiot, you have the nerve to laugh? You probably leaked our tracks, someone who can't even conceal their Aura!"

"Hmph! It was clearly you, beggar, who couldn't even hold your knife steady and got discovered by the enemy!"

The two began their usual bickering.

"You guys are…"

The hooked-nosed man said coldly, "Pretending I don't exist?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure shot out abruptly!

"Good one!!"

Uvogin and Nobunaga stopped arguing almost simultaneously, their bodies erupting with Aura, which wrapped around them.

"You think you can threaten me with this?"

"This kind of Aura, this kind of Nen..."

A hint of mockery flashed in the hawk-nosed man's eyes.

"Looks good, but unfortunately, it's too weak!!"

His Nen power surged, a portion quickly wrapping around his hands, His aura capacity shifting, transforming into eagle talons on his hands.

Another portion rapidly reinforced his legs, his body leaning forward, As if preparing to pounce.

"Flying Eagle, Running Hound!"

He roared, his legs exerting force at lightning speed!

Faster than before, he instantly appeared before Uvogin, Nobunaga, and the others.

"Eat this punch!!"

Uvogin's fist, cloaked in aura capacity, struck with force, faintly cutting through the air with a whistling sound.

"Amazing!"

In the quiet, abandoned factory, a dull thud pierced the night.

The collision of eagle talons and a straight right punch stirred up waves of smoke on the ground.

Stomp, stomp, stomp!!

Uvogin took several steps back, stomping on the ground and creating deep pits.

Just then, Nobunaga's blade arrived, swift and precise.

He drew his sword in an iaijutsu strike, a gleaming blade slicing through the air.

"Retreat!"

His legs exerted force again, like a canine's charge, twisting and dodging.

In a few swift movements, he evaded Nobunaga's blade.

He appeared unharmed, but his hand, which had just collided with Uvogin's fist, trembled slightly.

"Terrifying brute strength."

Though his expression remained blank, his heart was shaken by the force of Uvogin's punch.

"I can't let them get away with this!"

The hawk-nosed man's killing intent intensified.

The eagle talon aura on his hands and the aura on his legs grew even more concentrated.

A portion of the aura enveloping his body was reduced.

He had converted defense into his own offense.

"Is this his Nen ability?"

Uvogin looked at his bloody right fist, the wounds appearing as if clawed by sharp eagle talons.

"Eagle talons?"

He didn't seem to care about the injury, instead examining it with interest.

"Transforming Aura into eagle talons, and his legs resembling those of a wolfhound..."

Nobunaga also assumed a swordsman's stance. "Transforming Aura into various forms, that's Transmuter, right?"

"Yes, and after transforming, he can utilize the offensive power of eagle talons and the explosive speed of a canine. He's a speed-type ability user."

With just one move, the two of them had analyzed a great deal.

Engaging with Nen users from the outside world for the first time, they were frantically absorbing knowledge from the exchange.

Their combat talents were being continuously displayed and revealed.

"But the more speed-focused the type, the more it implies..."

"Weak defense!!"

The two said in unison.

Converting Aura into speed and attack power would inevitably mean a compromise in defense.

This was also evident from the opponent's reduced defensive aura and more aggressive stance.

Hearing the two of them dissecting him so carelessly, the hawk-nosed man's eye twitched, his killing intent growing even stronger.

"You're asking for death!!"

He let out a low growl, preparing to launch another attack.

Uvogin and Nobunaga immediately took a fighting stance, ready to meet the enemy.

And just at this moment?

"Let's end it here."

Another faint voice echoed within the factory.

Simultaneously, the fat boss's pig-like screams could be heard.

"What is this..."

The hawk-nosed man's pupils contracted, and he immediately looked to the side.

He saw a handsome man, or rather, a youth, stepping on the bank boss and his bodyguard accountant, one by one.

He occasionally increased the pressure on the fat boss, causing him to let out waves of screams.

"There's another one?!"

The hawk-nosed man stopped his actions, his eyes fixed on the youth.

The youth, Morin, stood with his arms crossed, leisurely observing the hawk-nosed man.

"It seems we can have a proper talk now?"

"Do you think you can threaten me with this?"

The hawk-nosed man said coldly:

"In my eyes, his life or death is of no consequence. It will just take me a little more time to find his replacement."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Morin's foot applied a little more pressure.