Becoming a Master Inventor Starting from Hunter x Hunter

It's not just about whether I'd be seen; if it starts up and consumes a significant amount of power, causing a deviation from the usual energy usage, it would be highly likely to attract the attention of Father Zhol at the Church.

However, if it were during the screening, with the cartoons playing, that extra power consumption wouldn't be nearly as conspicuous.

Besides, if we're talking about infiltration, Mog always felt that the Church wasn't as simple as it seemed.

The mere fact that the Church could stand so grandly and magnificently within Meteor City was proof enough of that.

Not to mention that after Father Zhol discovered Chrollo's talent and realized how clever the boy was, he was able to go directly to the Elders of Meteor City and state: "That child named Chrollo is very bright, diligent in his studies, and eager to learn; he will surely have a promising future."

"His creativity often surprises me, and I hope to bring him before the Elder Council to hear his thoughts."

This was Father Zhol's suggestion to the Elders of Meteor City.

The key point is that Father Zhol could communicate with the Elders of Meteor City face-to-face.

In Meteor City, very few people could manage such a feat.

Furthermore, after hearing Father Zhol's suggestion, the Elders of Meteor City didn't just brush it off; they actually considered it quite seriously.

That in itself was rare.

Beyond that, Mog also knew something else.

Father Zhol of this Church was not only well-acquainted with the Elders of Meteor City, but he also knew and maintained contact with certain mysterious figures.

For instance...

Miss Renko, the Mortician of the Misty Forest Valley.

After Sarasa died, it was Father Zhol who contacted this mysterious Miss Renko to handle the burial.

She had taken Sarasa's body, which had been torn to pieces, and stitched it back into its original form.

Such a technique left Machi in awe, which was why she had gone to great lengths to seek out Miss Renko.

Only after gaining the woman's favor did she travel to the Misty Forest Valley to learn the art of stitching from her.

Hmm, perhaps it was also due to Miss Renko's influence that she not only mastered such incredible stitching skills but also developed that mercenary, money-grubbing personality.

When Miss Renko first appeared, many speculated that she was Kikyo, Killua's mother.

But after various comparisons, that possibility was ruled out.

She was simply a mysterious Mortician living in the Misty Forest Valley near Meteor City.

And the fact that Father Zhol of the Church could contact such a person to have Miss Renko handle Sarasa's remains...

Mog still felt that the waters at the Church were too deep and currently beyond his reach.

In any case, he would be able to get in on the day of the screening.

It was better not to alert the enemy for now.

Sneaking in early or anything like that was best forgotten.

Having made up his mind, Mog slowly closed his eyes and began to practice his Ten.

Aside from relying on his Invention, his own personal training could not be neglected either.

However, practicing on his own was indeed quite strenuous.

He really needed some specialized guidance.

Chapter 034: A Formal Meeting with Chrollo

The news that Chrollo was going to treat the children of Meteor City to a cartoon screening quickly spread throughout the entire city.

Many children heard about it and were looking forward to the day with great anticipation.

Finally, as the time drew near and the children arrived at the Church on the appointed date, they saw Chrollo, accompanied by Shira and Sarasa, greeting them at the entrance.

Even Father Zhol inside the Church was there with a kind and gentle expression, handing out food to welcome the children who had come to watch.

Although it was only the most inferior flatbread, the prospect of watching cartoons while having a bite to eat made the children exceptionally excited.

"I didn't expect him to actually be able to gather so many kids to watch a cartoon like this..."

Uvogin, who had also heard the news and come specifically to watch the spectacle, couldn't help but feel a rare sense of admiration as he witnessed the scene.

One had to realize that Meteor City was incredibly poor; for the children, being able to watch a cartoon was a rare, explosive source of joy.

However...

"Yo, Chrollo, you took my videotape, and it looks like you're putting it to good use."

Uvogin walked straight up behind Chrollo and gave his shoulder a heavy pat.

"I am truly looking forward to today~~~"

He put on a menacing expression: "Looking forward to what happens after the screening ends!!"

Well, even though Chrollo was treating the children here to cartoons, which made Uvogin's impression of him improve slightly.

But the moment he thought about how the cartoon tapes Chrollo brought out were all scavenged from his own territory~~~

It made him exceptionally annoyed.

You are essentially taking my things to do this kind of stuff~!!

"I am looking forward to it as well."

Today, Chrollo seemed exceptionally sunny, showing such a cute smile even when facing Uvogin.

It was completely unlike his usual behavior of trying to avoid Uvogin at all costs.

"Hmph~!"

Uvogin let out a cold snort and said nothing more.

Chrollo glanced past Uvogin, seeing a group of people walking toward them from behind.

"Yo, little Chrollo~"

The relationship between Phinks and Chrollo wasn't as filled with gunpowder as it was with Uvogin.

Well, it was mostly Phinks snatching things from Chrollo, and Chrollo only giving him useless items.

One was snatching, the other was playing tricks; one could say neither side really lost out.

Furthermore, since Phinks was the one in the dominant position of the robber, he didn't hold much ill will toward Chrollo.

In fact, after seeing Uvogin like this, he felt quite refreshed and extended an invitation:

"If you and Uvogin are done with your business and still have energy~~~"

Phinks flashed a set of brilliant white teeth: "Come play soccer with us next."

"It's been so long since I've played soccer~!"

"Hmm, we'll see about that when the time comes."

Chrollo responded with his usual politeness.

Then, he noticed Feitan standing next to Phinks.

That dismissive brow and expression, along with his hairstyle that looked like it had just exploded out of a gas canister, was simply...

In a word, peerless~!!

Of course, these external appearances were secondary.

What made Chrollo feel the most different was~~~

The spirit and energy radiating from Phinks and Feitan seemed different from the others.

It wasn't that their bodies had undergone any changes.

It was their mental state.

It was no longer like the other children wandering Meteor City, muddled and unaware of what to do tomorrow.

No longer just scraping by, risking their lives to fight for resources, and using every possible means to survive.

But now, looking at the mental outlook of Phinks and Feitan...

It was as if they had some grand goal, with their fighting spirit ignited.

Is it because of that person?

Chrollo's gaze also shifted to the trio approaching from the very back.

On the left was Machi, whom Chrollo knew.

The one on the right was called Nobunaga, whom Chrollo also knew something about.

But the brand-new face of the young man in the middle~~~

After cycling through his memories, Chrollo could guarantee that he had never seen this person anywhere on the land of Meteor City.

"You are Chrollo, right?"

When Mog stood before Chrollo, the ten-year-old Chrollo was also sizing him up.

Yes, this was the first time Mog had interacted with Chrollo face-to-face.

It was undeniable that although ten-year-old Chrollo wasn't very tall—only a bit taller than Machi and Feitan—and his face still looked somewhat youthful.

Yet, there seemed to be a special magnetism about him that made some children unconsciously willing to gather around him.

"Mog."

"Chrollo."

The two of them could be considered to have simply gotten to know each other just like that.

Both of them, with a tacit understanding, did not mention what had happened outside the Church that day.