Really Hard

As Nen user within the 'human realm', the training speed of the three of Menchi was undoubtedly quite slow.

Although, in their own view, progress is rapid, like a rocket.

However, given the power system of the Dark Continent, their improvements may not be very effective in dealing with dangers; they may only enable them to better adapt to the environment and gain some survival skills.

But just that... from Captain Oboro's perspective, that's enough.

They stayed in this area for a full year and a half.

That's right, it's a year and a half.

Long patiently taught the three of them.

"Your Specialization Nen, 'Devil's Scrutiny,' has a mental coercive effect. The stronger your willpower, the greater the suppression. Your ability is already set, and I can't change it anymore. Although it has limitations, requiring the target to be unable to resist and have a weak mind to work, based on these two points, further development can avoid these limitations as much as possible. If your Nen power strength is strong enough and your mind is strong enough, even without physically suppressing your opponent, you can render them unable to move just by using mental fluctuations... Moreover, it's not just one-on-one; it can be area-of-effect."

The next day, gazing at Anthony, whose face was now etched with demonic markings and whose eyes had turned red, he stood to the side and gave him some instructions.

At this moment, Anthony was facing a Hairless Elephant that had strayed from its herd. These creatures weighed tens of tons, more than ten times the size of elephants in the human world, and were also food for another monster Horned Dragon. The Hairless Elephant's skin was extremely smooth, and although it looked somewhat endearing, it was a devastating danger to humans.

Not only are their skin extremely tough, but their strength is also terrifying. Their trunks can not only churn up mud and throw it around, but also launch attacks that are like air cannons.

With a bang! As Oboro was speaking, Anthony's Nen power exploded, and he was hit by the gas cannon. He flew dozens of meters away, crashed to the ground, and spat out blood.

"Your ability is actually quite similar to mine, also approaching the level of the soul. However, your personal problem is that it remains at the spiritual level, unable to rise to the height of the soul. The limitation of your ability is that it targets the vulnerability of the opponent's spirit, when the target's spirit is weak. But if the target is active or aggressive, then... to make the ability work and break through the limitation, you can only find a way within yourself. When you are attacked, your spirit becomes unstable... and the ability naturally cannot be used. If you want to develop it further, your personal will needs to remain absolutely firm and stable under any circumstances... And to go from individual to group suppression, you also need to have a strong mental calculation ability, that is, to separate the spirit of the brain from personal will, with each will acting independently on an object... Otherwise, you cannot develop it further."

After Long finished speaking, several more creatures appeared in the arena.

A beast that carries a conch shell on its back, resembling a wildebeest.

There was also a kangaroo with bulging muscles all over its body.

These monsters have all been controlled by the soul activated by Oboro.

"Practice slowly."

Long waved his hand and instantly disappeared from the spot.

A moment later, he arrived at another corner of the ground.

In the arena, huge, sharp beams of light burst forth from the sky, slicing a moth to pieces, with thick blood and goo raining down.

Menchi landed gracefully, her two kitchen knives forming a silver flower in her hands before sheathing them cleanly and neatly, and tucking them back into her waistband.

The woman's skin gradually returned to normal after turning red.

"Very good."

Long clapped his hands and gave a compliment.

The Breath Control Technique.

Of the three, Menchi is undoubtedly the most talented and the youngest.

However, due to her personality and temperament, she appears very mature and seems older.

Even Gabe Vich calls her "sister".

Anthony too.

Menchi's fighting style complements her Breath Control Technique perfectly, and women learn very quickly. Apart from the two most complex breathing techniques, Menchi has already mastered the rest.

The reason she was able to succeed in such a short time is not because Menchi has any extraordinary talent, but because of the existence of the Healing Vines. This allows her to be repaired no matter what kind of torment or trauma her body has suffered, which is impossible in the human world.

In addition, the Dark Continent is rich in energy; for example, the oxygen content in the air is exceptional.

Humans can change under special circumstances.

With the guidance of Long, Menchi has achieved his current success.

"Not enough... far from enough."

Menchi looked at the captain and said coldly.

She herself was not satisfied.

This Many-eyed Moth is at the very bottom of the food chain in the oasis. If it were Oboro, she wouldn't even need to lift a finger; she could kill it with her soul pressure alone. Her words clearly indicated that she was targeting Oboro.

Boom!

At that moment, a tremor and a loud bang came from the battlefield where Anthony was fighting.

The three of them have different progress and speed of development, so they are learning different things. Long planned to pass on some martial arts and Breath Control Technique to the three of them, but at present... only Menchi has been exposed to the core courses.

As for Anthony and Gabe Vich, they are still in the stage of refining their life energy.

A moment later, Anthony, covered in blood, missing an arm, and with a gaping hole in his abdomen, staggered in front of the two.

"It failed."

He said in a deep voice.

"Go back and fix it."

Long only said one sentence.

Anthony nodded and headed toward the Healing Vines.

An ordinary person would have died long ago from such an attack... but Anthony's body and vitality seemed even stronger, and his flesh and blood had undergone some changes, allowing him to still move. If this were seen by Nen in the human world, they would definitely think it was an illusion.

During the year and a half that Long did not go very far, he did search for it.

We found that bright red liquid, similar to honey... Long-term consumption of this honey can increase blood and qi, which is to say, it can indirectly enhance lifespan.

However, you can't eat too much at once, because this kind of 'hope' is, to put it bluntly, a way of 'boosting' the body and directly replenishing its life energy. If the body is too weak, it won't be able to withstand it.

The flesh, acting as a 'tire', will explode.

Next, Oboro and Menchi found Gabe Vich together.

Then he saw Gabe Vich's figure move like a ghost through the dense swarm of insects, with hundreds of flying insects forming an interwoven black line that attacked him.

Gabe Vich, with his eyes closed, darted and moved left and right, seemingly able to foresee the trajectory of the attack.

For a time, no insects could harm him.

"His abilities seem to have been developed to a near-complete degree."

Menchi crossed his arms and commented.

"Um."

Long responded, "This ability is called 'Mind Catcher.' His Nen is similar to a signal source. As long as the signal is spread out from the center in the form of a base station, he can sense all sources that have 'psychic signs.' Of course, there are also some drawbacks. Many life forms on this continent act on instinct, and their own spirit and consciousness are not obvious. If he encounters something that does not have 'psychic signs,' he will be in great danger."

"However, it's already quite good. With the addition of Transmission, this is the third ability he has developed."

Menchi remained silent.

On the field, Gabe Vich had a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

I don't know when it started, but the former actually learned to smoke.

But Menchi and Long understood and didn't ask any questions.

The smoke... belongs to Fante.

The quantity is small, Gabe Vich doesn't smoke often... but he makes some cigarettes himself.

Quiet and reserved, smoking... she's becoming more and more like that man.

When the team was intact, everyone said that Menchi's personality was deeply influenced by Oboro, but now... Gabe Vich is becoming another Fante.

"That's about enough... Next up is the breathing exercise."

After muttering a few words, the two did not disturb him and turned to leave.

Oboro also opened his attribute panel.

His position in the food chain remains at the bottom.

However, the ecological score changed from 30 to 40.

The number of souls he absorbed in the past year and a half is incalculable... but the rate of increase in his rating seems to have slowed down.

Long now understands that the so-called rating refers not only to strength, but also to his adaptability to various environments of the Dark Continent.

The higher the score, the better he can integrate into various food chains and find his place within them.

However, his position in the food chain has always been at the bottom, which has never changed, which surprised him a bit.

"The ecological score is not directly affected by strength; the position in the food chain is the fundamental indicator of a species' strength... The reason we are still at the bottom can only mean that, in the area we are currently in on the Dark Continent, although this is not the edge, it is still the 'outermost'. Moreover, this food chain does not refer to the food chain in a small area or environment, but more likely to... the entire vast food chain system of the Dark Continent."

Long thought about it for a moment.

Indeed, judging from the map, they have only just crossed the desert and entered the oasis.

However, in reality, their perceived time is quite long.

In reality, from God's perspective, it didn't move more than a few steps.

This is too difficult!