Master Inventor Starting from Hunter x Hunter

He could also feel the prayers from the children in the audience outside for Dr. Hemdinger, the Great Inventor.

These various pleas became the best nourishment for his [Invention] to be born.

He believed that once his works were spread to the outside world, they would surely be even more popular.

Just as this screening event ended, Mog stretched his legs and moved his feet, limbering up his muscles, and was about to leave when suddenly, Father Zhol called out to him.

"Come, Elder Babagra wants to see you."

Elder Babagra?

In Meteor City, the only ones who could be addressed as [Elder] were the supreme rulers of Meteor City.

"Okay."

Mog nodded slightly.

After he had agreed to Father Zhol's request, he had already anticipated that this day would come.

He tidied himself up a little, then followed Father Zhol into that Western-style classical building.

Mog finally understood why there was a church in Meteor City.

Looking at the decoration of the house, he could almost understand that the Elder here had a strong faith in the Christian God and his teachings~~~

"You are Mog?"

Standing before Elder Babagra, a face full of wrinkles came into Mog's view.

He could even see the wrinkled mouth moving.

"Zhol often praises you to me," Elder Babagra said slowly. "You also know that Meteor City currently has many problems that need to be solved."

"But now, we are facing a very serious problem."

"Many people from the outside world treat this place as their playground for evil deeds."

"I'd like to ask, do you have any good solutions for this?"

He didn't offer any pleasantries, getting straight to the point.

This was a problem that everyone in Meteor City, from the elderly to the children, knew about.

So Mog was not surprised and gave a direct answer:

"Eliminate all those who come here to do evil."

"I am aware of that," Elder Babagra's eyes held a detached look. "In fact, it's not just me; it's also the first thought of most people in Meteor City."

"So, you should know that the answer I want to hear is not that simple~"

"Mm, I understand."

Mog nodded. Such a broad answer, while correct, was no different from no answer at all.

Everyone knew that was the way to go, but the key was... how to do it!!

If Elder Babagra could truly eliminate the evildoers who came in the future, he would have done it directly.

Would he be here listening to Mog's opinion?

The point was that he couldn't do it!!

Therefore, what he wanted to hear was Mog's specific plan.

"I think there are two aspects to solving this problem: grounding ourselves in the present and looking towards the future," Mog said with a slight smile. "As for 'grounding ourselves in the present,' from what I know, there are quite a few outsiders in Meteor City who are abducting the children here for their unknown purposes."

"So, the first step right now is to find these people and treat them as they treat others. However they treat those children, they must taste the same price and suffering."

"As for how to find those people..."

Mog looked up and met Elder Babagra's gaze without hesitation. "You can leave that to me."

"You have a way?" Elder Babagra asked in a deep voice.

"Yes." Mog nodded.

"Alright, within a week, I want to see at least some results."

"No problem."

In just a few words, the two of them had set the tone for this matter.

Elder Babagra's intention was simple: since you've proposed a solution, then you should be the one to carry it out.

He wouldn't inquire about the specific methods or measures; it was all up to Mog's own execution.

What he wanted was only the final result of achieving his goal.

As for whether Mog's method ultimately succeeded or failed~~~

If it succeeded, that would be best, and Elder Babagra would certainly not be stingy with those who contributed or were capable.

At that time, the entire Meteor City would be Mog's backing.

If it failed~~~

Then it mattered even less.

The problem remained unsolved anyway, so Mog's failure wouldn't change anything.

Either way, Elder Babagra wouldn't lose anything.

"I'm starting to believe Father Zhol's assessment of you now."

Elder Babagra nodded slightly at Mog, his gaze softening.

Mog's straightforward acceptance of the task, without any preamble or conditions, was decisive and efficient.

This style alone had already earned Elder Babagra's considerable admiration.

Of course, all of this was predicated on Mog succeeding in his endeavors.

Failure held no value.

"Then, what about '[Looking to the Future]'?"

[Living in the Present] was ultimately a temporary fix. There were too many criminals outside; if one batch was driven away, another wave of reckless individuals would appear.

The key was how to fundamentally resolve this phenomenon.

"Actually, it's not difficult to resolve this..."

Mog's lips curved slightly. "I once heard a saying:"

"'One punch to open the way, and a hundred punches will not come.'"

"We need to let the world know that we in Meteor City are not to be trifled with."

"If anyone dares to move against us, they will have to pay an extremely heavy price."

"Only when those outsiders know pain will they stop reaching out towards us."

'One punch to open the way, and a hundred punches will not come...'

Elder Babagra savored the meaning of this phrase and found it quite reasonable.

"How do we do that?"

"To make the outside world recognize this, we need something that will leave a deep impression on them..."

Mog continued, "This impression could be an event or a phrase."

"It's best to use a phrase for propaganda and then an event to validate it, deepening their memory."

"As for the propaganda phrase..."

Mog paused, then looked up. As Elder Babagra listened intently, and Father Zhol, who had remained silent, also turned his gaze, Mog spoke.

"We don't refuse anything, but don't think you can take anything from us."

"..."

"I didn't expect you to come up with such a declaration?!"

As Father Zhol walked out of the room with Mog, he was still somewhat dazed.

Especially as he murmured the phrase, his gaze towards Mog was exceptionally complex.

But beyond complexity, there was relief.

Indeed, he had not misjudged the person.

Mog's statement had also presented Meteor City with a seemingly entirely feasible path forward.

Perhaps it would involve a great deal of blood and fire, but for the people of Meteor City.

This was already something they were accustomed to, something that happened almost daily.

As for whether such an approach would provoke a backlash...

Remember, they were the true victims!!

Just as Mog said, "We don't refuse anything, but don't think you can take anything from us."

If you simply want to come to Meteor City, fine, it embraces everything.

But if you intend to do something bad to Meteor City, then don't blame them for reacting excessively.

"After all, in my opinion, those who come looking for trouble with Meteor City are not good people."

Mog, walking ahead, shrugged. "Nor are they particularly strong individuals."

Indeed, what decent or strong person would specifically come to deal with Meteor City, this land of abandonment.

The strong, when faced with anger and humiliation, would only strive harder and draw their swords against those more powerful than themselves.