After Pyon left the room, Moses closed his eyes, went deep into his consciousness, and checked the inspect the Nen Space Cornerstone.
'There are many types of Nen Spaces. One of them is Knov's Hide and Seek, which is more functional.'
Moses thought in his heart:
'The other is the Cheetah Chimera Ant in the original work, and the ability of that woman today, who can directly pull the target into the Nen Space. Theirs are more of a combat type. Which one should I choose...'
Just as Moses was thinking, a sudden knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.
"It's me, can I come in?"
Cheadle's voice came from outside the room.
Moses opened his eyes and exhaled softly.
"The door is not locked, come in."
Squeak-
Cheadle pushed open the door and walked in, then closed it behind her.
"Moses, you were way too reckless!"
Cheadle took a few steps forward, looked at Moses who was sitting on the sofa, and said sternly:
"If you want to deal with the Phantom Troupe, there are obviously many low-risk methods you can choose from. Why did you deliberately pick the riskiest one? And why didn't you let us help?"
She had pieced things together from details like how the event had been pre-heated and that spectators were not allowed to enter, concluding that Moses had purposely waited at the arena for the Phantom Troupe to show up.
That's exactly why she was angry.
With the crowd outside earlier, she couldn't confront him. She had waited until now to speak with him privately.
"I was wrong."
Faced with Cheadle's impending preaching nature, Moses quickly lowered his head and admitted his mistake.
This was the only way to quickly put an end to Cheadle's long-winded scolding.
Cheadle's intense momentum faltered for a moment before she let out a deep sigh.
'Moses had always been like this. He's keen on improving his strength and breaking through his limit in life-and-death battles...'
As a veteran Nen User herself, Cheadle could understand Moses's approach. In fact, many combat-oriented Nen Users became stronger in this way.
But she simply didn't want to see Moses taking such risks...
Moses looked up at Cheadle and smoothly changed the subject: "Cheadle, I'm thinking of heading home in a few days to check on Hawk. Wanna come along?"
"Huh?"
Cheadle was caught off guard. Her gaze dropped as she replied, "I've got a lot of work on my plate… I probably can't go with you."
"Alright, work comes first." Moses said with a smile.
Cheadle pursed his lips slightly, hesitating.
She was hesitating whether to tell Moses about Hawk's condition...
final,
In the end, without Hawk's permission, she decided against mentioning the curse's aftereffects.
After a moment.
Moments later, Cheadle left the room.
Moses didn't bother locking the door. He remained seated on the sofa, closed his eyes again and entered the depths of his consciousness.
About half a minute later.
With a bang, the door was suddenly pushed open.
"Again?"
Hearing the noise, Moses opened his eyes, showing signs of exhaustion.
This time, the person who pushed the door open was Biscuit.
She strode into the room, then hooked the door shut with her foot.
Seeing her no-nonsense demeanor, Moses asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"The Greed Island's game slot, and the Blue Planet!"
Biscuit reminded him sharply and then sat down on another single-seater sofa.
Before being called to the Heavens Arena by Moses, she took the opportunity to throw the troublesome matter of obtaining the game slot of Greed Island to Moses to solve, and Moses had agreed to handle it.
Originally, she was not in a hurry to enter the game, but after running into that brat Killua today, she changed her mind.
She wanted to obtain the Greed Island's game slot as quickly as possible, and then swing by and flaunt it in front of that brat before going in.
'Heh-'
'Just thinking about annoying that little punk was satisfying!'
This is the fundamental reason why Biscuit came to urge Moses.
Moses of course remembered what he had promised Biscuit, but he didn't expect Biscuit to be this eager, so he nodded and said, "Alright, I'll ask now."
As he said that, he took out his cell phone and dialed Ging's number.
After a few seconds, the call was successfully connected.
"Ging, I need a favor."
"Shoot."
"I need a Greed Island console."
Moses vaguely remembered that the medium to enter the Greed Island was a game console.
"…"
After hearing Moses's words, Ging went quiet for a moment.
"I don't know why you're suddenly interested in Greed Island, but I'm sorry, I don't have any extra game consoles."
"Can't you just set up a new account?"
"It's impossible. The entire game's mechanics has been finalized at the beginning of the design. This is a Limitation."
"I see…" Moses hadn't considered that.
But after thinking about it again, it actually made sense. After all, Greed Island is a game created with Nen, not a regular game where the Game Master can change the data at will.
The ability of Nen itself involves Vows and Limitations, so it is really too much to ask Ging to change the mechanics within the already perfected and established framework.
On the other end of the phone, Ging was a little surprised.
He had specially promoted the Greed Island to Moses before, but Moses had been too focused on mastering the Divine Script at the time and hadn't brought it up since.
'I wonder why he suddenly became interested now.'
Ging shook his head lightly and added, "I can't can't help with the account, but if you really want to play Greed Island, you could try buying the console on the market. It doesn't matter how much money you spend, I'll reimburse you."
"No need, I've got money."
Moses rejected Ging's proposal, and then suddenly thought of something and asked, "Ging, could I 'smuggle' to play?"
"Hmm?"
Ging's brow arched and he said seriously:
"You can, but my partner will kick you out immediately, so my personal suggestion is..."
"That won't happen. I'm strong."
Moses said with a slight smile, and the powerful Emitter flashed through his mind.
Of course he knew exactly what 'kicking out' entailed. But since Ging was giving him the green light, it was worth a shot.
After all, it takes too much time to acquire the Greed Island game console, and then there was the hassle of gathering all the cards on the island just to obtain the Blue Planet...
Just thinking about this kind of thing gives Moses a headache, so it would be great if there was a quick way to get through it.
On the other end of the phone, Ging, eyes half-lidded, sighed and said faintly:
"Yeah, yeah, you're strong. After all, you even annihilated the Phantom Troupe. But I'm going to say this first. If you're kicked out by Ra… anyway, just don't come whining to me."
"Relax. If I fail, I'll cry to Gon instead."
"…"
Ging rolled his eyes at that.
"I have something to do, I'm hanging up now."
After saying that, Ging hung up the phone.
In the room...
Moses put down his phone and shook his head slightly.
Just now, he wanted to confirm some details with Ging about smuggling and the consequences of any 'collateral damage'...
As a result, Ging just hung up.
'Forget it, I'll just figure it out later.'
'Besides, it is not certain that I can smuggle there.'