Becoming a Gadget Master Starting from Hunter x Hunter

The evening breeze stirred the pinkish-purple hair at her temples, her eyes shifting between light and shadow as she pondered something unknown. Even back when Morin was with her in Meteor City, he had vaguely mentioned directions for developing Nen abilities. It was precisely Morin's guidance that gave Machi a clear idea of her future path so quickly. Knowing how to proceed, Machi couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

"It's true, I'm influenced by you wherever I go..."

In the distance, the sun was setting, signaling the end of the day.

"I wonder where you are now. With Pakunoda by your side, you probably don't feel lonely, right?"

"I bet you've guided Pakunoda in developing her abilities. When we meet again, I really want to see it for myself."

"Let's have a competition with Pakunoda, to see whose abilities are more impressive – the ones you personally guided, or the ones I've managed to develop through my own research."

From the next room, the boisterous laughter of Uvogin and Nobunaga could be heard, bringing Machi's thoughts back to the present.

A rare and significant fighting spirit ignited in her eyes.

Within Heavens Arena, if anyone was living the happiest life and improving their strength the fastest, it would undoubtedly be Uvogin.

He was born for battle.

On the stage, his uninhibited, wild fighting style of punches landing with flesh-and-blood impact, though bloody, had captivated a large fanbase.

In the first two hundred floors, Uvogin hadn't felt much; he had breezed through like cutting through vegetables, and it wasn't very satisfying.

However, once he reached the two hundredth floor and encountered Nen users, Uvogin felt like he had entered another world, his blood almost boiling.

Although there were many survivors who had endured trials and tribulations, there were also a considerable number of genuine Nen powerhouses.

Here, Uvogin was frantically absorbing knowledge, experience, and techniques related to combat almost every moment.

He was also the first among the three to clearly define and begin cultivating his Nen ability.

In Uvogin's own words, he was determined to become the man who cultivated Enhancer Nen to its peak.

The most direct manifestation of this was his ability, Super Destruction Fist.

According to the rules he set for himself, Super Destruction Fist was a right straight punch infused with Nen power.

But due to Uvogin's conviction and pure willpower, the power of Super Destruction Fist was far greater than a normal Nen-infused right straight punch.

And as Uvogin's learning and training progressed, the power of his Super Destruction Fist would continue to increase, eventually becoming as powerful as a missile.

However, this was not his ultimate goal; Uvogin vowed that one day he would train his fist to possess the power of an atomic bomb.

Nobunaga was also doing well. Apart from the initial two hundred floors where weapons were not allowed, which forced him to fight with hand chops, causing him much displeasure, he didn't seem to mind much else.

Above the two hundredth floor, he had finally picked up his samurai sword and begun his "life-cutting" career.

Additionally, it's worth mentioning that to shut Uvogin up.

He specifically bought ten chickens, brought them into the room, and slaughtered them one by one in front of Uvogin.

From then on, the nickname "never even killed a chicken" completely disappeared from him.

065 Pakunoda's Departure

Besides the trio of Machi, Uvogin, and Nobunaga, Chrollo's group also made significant gains, not only in Nen ability development but also in finding companions.

Although Chrollo hadn't specified where the companions to be found must come from, they all tacitly agreed that the members of the Phantom Troupe must originate from Meteor City.

This was not only because only those from Meteor City could understand their way of doing things, but more importantly, it was due to the pride and dignity inherent in their Meteor City blood.

In short, while Morin was training with Biscuit, Chrollo and the others were not falling behind.

Everyone in the Phantom Troupe was pursuing their growth in their own unique ways.

Thus, half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, it was the year 197.

During this period, Biscuit truly acted as a teacher, diligently guiding Morin and Pakunoda as they traversed the various famous dangerous regions across the six continents.

In the process, Biscuit even utilized Morin's Treasure Map Paper to find all the beautiful and rare gems in the vicinity.

With such bountiful harvests, she, a Gem Hunter, felt like she was living in bliss every single day.

Of course, the happier Biscuit was, the more favorably she viewed Morin, and the more diligently she trained him.

Logically speaking, with so many dangerous natural environments, it would take more than half a year, perhaps even a year, to overcome just one.

However, relying on his monstrous talent and various learning-enhancing auxiliary items like the genius helmet, Morin managed to complete the objectives within half a year.

And the consequence of this was...

"You're planning to leave?"

Morin looked at Pakunoda, who was presenting him with her resignation, and asked softly:

"Why?"

"Because I can no longer keep up with your pace, Vice-Leader."

Pakunoda crossed her arms, a slight smile on her face, unlike her usual calm demeanor.

"My initial reason for following you, Vice-Leader, was for the direction of Nen ability development. Now, I have a clear understanding of how to develop my abilities.

"Not to mention, during this period, I've also received much instruction and learned a great deal of knowledge about Nen abilities.

Pakunoda had clearly made up her mind:

"My objective has been achieved, and there's no longer any need for me to linger here."

"I have my own life and plans, and I want to try venturing out into the world on my own."

"Is that so..."

Since Pakunoda had already said as much, Morin couldn't really say anything more.

After all, Pakunoda truly couldn't keep up with his pace; not everyone possessed his monstrous talent and items.

As Morin's strength grew, the places he went would only become more dangerous.

If Pakunoda continued to follow, she might fall into danger one day in the future.

Considering this point, Morin didn't say much more.

He simply took two items out of his Four-Dimensional Pocket.

"Consider these gifts from me as a farewell present."

A large eraser and a strange yellow pencil.

The end of the pencil was a circle with a human face.

Items:

[Face Eraser], [Eye and Nose Brush].

Effects: The Face Eraser can erase a person's facial features. The Eye and Nose Brush can draw on the face, creating the likeness of anyone.

These were among the items drawn from the sign-in system over the past half-year.

They could alter a person's face and features.

Compared to beauty apps that could only beautify photos, these directly modified the face, yielding much more immediate results.

"Your nose is a bit broad; erasing it a little would make it look more delicate."

Morin said with a smile, gently rubbing Pakunoda's face with the [Face Eraser].

Pakunoda was known for her devilish figure but not for an angelic face.

The main issue was her somewhat noticeable, slightly large, hooked nose.

While there's a certain charm in imperfection, why not just be perfectly beautiful? Why have a flaw?

Morin used the [Face Eraser] to help Pakunoda completely fix this last unsatisfactory feature.

Although she was only fifteen years old, and the hooked nose hadn't fully developed yet, the sooner it was corrected, the more beautiful her future appearance would be.

Pakunoda didn't stop Morin's actions; she silently let him do as he pleased with her face.

She trusted that Morin would do nothing to harm her.

"Take care on your journey."

After finishing, Morin put away the [Face Eraser], gave Pakunoda a big hug, and whispered in her ear.

"Mhm."

Her voice was barely audible, like a buzzing fly.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment before the two slowly separated.

"Then I'll be going now?"

With that, Pakunoda smiled, turned around with great composure, and left without any hesitation.

People from Meteor City never prioritize romance.

"What's wrong, feeling down?"

Biscuit appeared from somewhere.

Seeing Morin gazing at Pakunoda's retreating back for a long time, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

"Your little girlfriend is leaving, feeling sad, aren't you?"

"She's not my girlfriend."

Morin shook his head.

"You say she's not..."

Biscuit clicked her tongue. "Don't tell me you don't understand her feelings?"

Morin fell silent.

*

066 This Year's Hunter Exam

The people of Meteor City never prioritize romantic feelings, which means they never hide their emotions. They like what they like and hate what they hate.

Life in Meteor City is already difficult. If they had to suppress their feelings too, what would be the difference between them and walking corpses?

Morin could sense Pakunoda's feelings gradually changing over this period.

Especially girls aged fourteen or fifteen, they are often more mature than others, and it's a time when adolescent hormones are raging.

Morin could vaguely sense Pakunoda's thoughts, but he wasn't ready to develop things in that direction at the moment.

How old was he?

After drinking the Age Spring Water, he was only thirteen years old now???

Thirteen years old, that's a legally prohibited age! For both boys and girls! ! !

"Forget it, anyway, we old folks can't quite understand the affairs of you young people."

Biscuit waved her hands and sighed theatrically:

"After all, I'm old, and you're in your prime. Youth is wonderful."

"Is that so?"

Morin glanced at her sideways, "Then don't use my Age Spring Rope anymore from now on. Continue to maintain your senior demeanor."

"Hmph, hmph? How can you block the intentions of a senior who wants to integrate with you young people and re-understand the world? You are stifling the hopes of a senior, you are—"

"Alright, alright!"

Morin rubbed his temples with a headache.

Over the past six months, Biscuit had also occasionally asked Morin for Age Spring Water to reduce her age.

Of course, she also understood the principle of moderation and not drinking too much.