The voice had come without warning, and what it said was even more unbelievable.
"Perception? Number of Exorcisms?"
Moyu came back to his senses, expressionless.
As a transmigrator, the first thing that came to mind was a system.
But was this so-called Perception really something like a system?
Rather than feeling excited or delighted, Moyu involuntarily thought of last night's nightmare.
The Grudge in that dream had possessed an especially terrifying aura, leaving a deep impression on him.
And the timing of this "voice" appearing was simply...
Too coincidental.
So coincidental that it filled him with suspicion.
Because the place he was in was the world of Hunter x Hunter.
The Nen Ability system that ran throughout this world was precisely a power capable of turning "imagination" into reality through Conjuration, as well as evolving all sorts of bizarre abilities.
In other words...
If last night's dream had truly happened, then—
Without knowing the nature of this "ability," he could not rule out the possibility that the Grudge had done something to him.
Perhaps he was still dreaming and had yet to awaken, or perhaps he had been implanted with a Manipulator-type "suggestion."
The worst possibility was "memory theft."
The more Moyu thought about it, the more tangled his thoughts became.
It was precisely because he had such a clear understanding of this world's ability system that this suspiciously timely development made him think more deeply and more complicatedly.
After all, even Nen Abilities that allowed one to level up by killing had appeared in the original story. What could possibly be impossible?
Nen itself was filled with limitless possibilities.
With that understanding, Moyu's thoughts continued to spread in every direction...
But he soon calmed down.
Rather than standing here and letting his imagination run wild, he might as well investigate the source of the "voice" through action.
If it really was something like a system, that would naturally be for the best.
Even if it was not, he needed to figure it out as soon as possible.
"System?"
"Perception?"
"Exorcism?"
Moyu began trying to call out to the voice that had appeared deep within his consciousness.
However, he received no response.
"Is the method wrong...?"
Moyu murmured inwardly. He stopped trying to call for it and instead focused on recalling what the "voice" had said earlier.
Yet after several attempts, there was still no reaction.
"What exactly is this voice?"
Moyu frowned slightly.
Whether it was some system or some unknown thing.
There was no such thing as a free lunch in this world. Even if there was, his first reaction should not be excitement, but vigilance.
If he could not grasp the full picture of this "voice," even peace of mind would be out of the question.
Still, before he figured it out, as long as this so-called "Perception" did not harm him, it was an acceptable situation.
Besides, he had to confirm the authenticity of this so-called "number of Exorcisms" as soon as possible.
That would not be difficult. He only needed to find a bit of Post-Mortem Nen to test it.
With that thought, Moyu collected himself slightly, washed up, changed clothes, and left his room.
When he reached the corridor, the morning breeze brushing against his face carried a faint chill.
Moyu instinctively looked toward the Release Pond in the courtyard.
It was calm, without the slightest anomaly.
After hesitating briefly, he walked over and observed the Release Pond from up close.
There was nothing unusual. He could neither see Nen nor sense any aura.
It was as if last night's ferocious Grudge had never appeared.
Besides, he had clearly been injured by the Grudge last night. It was impossible for him to wake up completely unharmed.
If that dream had not been so vivid, there would not even be room for doubt now.
I hope it was just a dream...
Moyu silently thought to himself before heading straight for the main hall.
He soon arrived outside the main hall. Moyu raised his foot over the threshold and walked inside.
The floor of the hall was paved with red bricks, and crimson pillars stood on either side of the entrance.
At the far end directly opposite the threshold stood three offering tables. Behind them sat a four-meter-tall, three-headed, six-armed golden Vajra.
Other than that, there were no other furnishings in the hall, making it particularly plain and bright.
Moyu looked up at the Vajra.
Whenever he saw this Vajra, he always thought of Netero, the Hunter Association chairman, and his Nen Ability, 100-Type Guanyin.
He wondered whether he would cross paths with a legendary figure like Netero someday.
After staring at the Vajra for several seconds, Moyu shifted his gaze to the offering table on the left, where numerous objects had been placed.
There were photographs, cotton gloves, DVD discs, pendants, and other common items.
All of them were belongings left here by the deceased.
Moyu walked up to the offering table and looked down at the many relics. With a single glance, he spotted several faint strands of black aura among them.
Their intensity was nearly zero, carrying no threat whatsoever.
Moyu directly picked up one of the photographs with black aura clinging to it.
The photograph showed a glamorous, seductive woman. She looked rather familiar, as though she were a female celebrity.
He turned the photograph over and saw a line written on its back—
"Airedin Nako, I'm so obsessed with you, but why have you never once looked me in the eye? Never, never!!!"
"Uh..."
The corner of Moyu's mouth twitched slightly.
The deceased who had written that line was probably the kind of crazed fan who had completely lost all reason and capacity for thought.
No wonder an ordinary person could nurture Post-Mortem Nen...
"Then I'll use you to verify it."
Nen radiance drifted around Moyu's body as he slowly cupped the photograph wrapped in "Grudge" between his hands.
The instant he completed that prayer-like gesture—
Information about Exorcism suddenly appeared in Moyu's mind. Like an instinct he had been born with, it naturally merged into his understanding—
"Number of Exorcisms: 1/1"
He had only one chance to use it, and he would not need to bear any Price or consequences.
Moreover, after completing the Exorcism, he would extract an Emotion Fragment with a wide variety of uses.
The essence of this remnant seemed to be a crystallization of the soul...
But compared to an Emotion Fragment, a single cost-free Exorcism was the kind of ability that could drive most Nen users in the world insane.
It was equivalent to carrying a "purification" skill into battles between Nen users, capable of instantly removing the Nen effects an enemy had inflicted upon one's side.
Used properly, it would be a trump card capable of turning defeat into victory.
Even if one had no ambitions, the Exorcism could be exchanged for a huge sum of money.
There was a reason Nen Exorcists were hailed as the most valuable profession.
At this moment.
As long as Moyu wished it, he could remove the "Grudge" from the photograph at any time.
But naturally, he would not waste such a precious Exorcism on a photograph.
"So the activation condition is contact..."
Moyu understood and placed the photograph back onto the offering table.
Just as he put down the photograph, a burst of hurried footsteps came from outside the hall.
Moyu turned toward the hall entrance and saw a bald man in gray linen clothing, with a full beard, stride over the threshold and enter the hall.
The newcomer was his predecessor's old man—Hawk.
"What are you doing here so early in the morning, kid?"
Hawk looked at Moyu, clearly surprised.
"I..."
Moyu was about to make up some excuse to brush him off, but Hawk interrupted him as soon as he opened his mouth.
"I've made breakfast. Remember to go eat it later. Sweep the courtyard after you're done. Oh, right, I'm heading out on a long trip soon. I probably won't be back for ten days or half a month. While I'm gone, if you don't want to receive tourists, just lock the front gate. Don't call me whether there's something going on or not."
Hawk hurriedly gave him a few instructions, then turned and left without waiting for Moyu to react.
"..."
Moyu felt speechless.
From beginning to end, he never got the chance to respond.
"Come to think of it... Hawk can't use Nen."
Moyu's gaze swept over Hawk's head, where a smoke-like stream of Life Energy was naturally leaking away.
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