It was truly enviable... However, compared to Gon, Oboro actually liked Killua a little more.
Because Gon's personality, while certainly more in line with the tone of 'Nen', sometimes his belief was too strong, and he would disregard the consequences, bringing hidden dangers to himself and the people around him.
In comparison, Killua would undoubtedly be more well-rounded. The Zoldyck family's doctrine, including Illumi's Nen needles, had made Killua understand to put his own life safety first... He would weigh the risks before doing anything, and it wasn't until he met Gon that he showed signs of change...
Oboro smacked his lips.
Perhaps... this was the difference between geniuses and mortals like them... Precisely because their thoughts were more pure, and they didn't have so many distractions, they could be so ridiculously strong. But as a transmigrator, Oboro believed more that it was the buff from the protagonist's halo that was added...
Killua had the inheritance and resources of several generations of the Zoldyck family... While Gon didn't have any of these. From this point of view, Oboro felt that... In terms of potential alone, Gon was a little bit higher than Killua. After all, when the two met, Killua had already been undergoing hellish training since he was young, while Gon belonged to the level of 'just starting out'.
But the difference between the two wasn't obvious, and they were at the same level.
In addition, Oboro also saw Mito's protectiveness towards Gon.
This woman was very conflicted, and very contradictory... She wanted to make up for Gon's missing love, but she was also afraid that Gon would become a second Ging.
Gon didn't know yet that his father was a Hunter, and hadn't died... Kite's arrival a few years later would reveal everything to him.
Oboro didn't want to go to the trouble of doing more.
He was just here to take a look... He didn't plan to do anything extra, and he wasn't very interested in Gon... He put more of his thoughts on himself.
He had said... that he was just here to take a stroll.
Early the next morning, Oboro woke up, and his clothes were already wet, covered in dew.
He took off his clothes, and hung them on a tree branch to dry. He went to the bank of a river, preparing to catch fish, and have an outdoor barbecue.
However, he didn't go into the water. He just sat cross-legged on the bank, constantly shaking pebbles in his hand, and his eyes swept over the clear water surface... Unknowingly, some birds in the forest flew down near him to forage and rest, and some of the bolder ones directly landed on top of his head.
Swoosh!
After a while, a pebble was flicked out by him, and a splash of water rose on the river surface. The birds were startled, and scattered in all directions.
Soon, a fat fish with its belly up floated up, and was washed closer by the water.
Oboro stepped forward and picked it up.
Then, he sat back in his original position.
In the morning, there were a lot of small animals active in the forest. As Oboro concealed and constantly changed his aura...
Gradually, some squirrels, foxes, and other wild animals approached, and didn't regard him as a threat...
The group of birds that had been scared away just now also reappeared on the surrounding branches, chirping.
Pa pa pa...
In less than a few minutes, seven or eight fish had already piled up on the shore...
Oboro clapped his hands, and slowly stood up. He gave two of the harvested fish to the fox that had been circling around him, as a treat.
Then, he used a branch to string up the rest, found an open space to make a fire, and started barbecuing.
The bonfire was lit, dispelling a trace of coldness...
Oboro placed the fish skewers by the fire, and glanced at the grass in the shadows under the tree on the left, and said calmly: "Want to eat together?"
As soon as he spoke, the grass trembled, and then a head popped out.
It was Gon.
The look in his eyes as he looked at Oboro was shining brightly, but his expression was a little embarrassed. He was holding a food box wrapped in a cloth in his hand.
He had been squatting nearby for a long time... He had seen the scene just now.
Gon knew very well that the animals in this forest were very repulsed by the aura of humans... He had undergone a lot of changes in order to be able to hike and play here. It was the first time he had seen someone who could be with these animals.
Mito Auntie had been very worried about Oboro leaving at night, and not having a place to stay. She asked Gon to look for Oboro to see if he was nearby. Maybe the person had already left... Or he had found a place to live, which would be the best.
However, after running around outside, Gon was sure that Oboro had entered the mountain... Because his nose was very sensitive... He could smell the uncle's scent.
After he reported to his family, Mito became even more worried, prepared breakfast, and told Gon to quickly find him, and not let anything happen...
Gon quickly found the cliff where Oboro had camped last night, but there was only a pile of charcoal left... The uncle's scent had also mysteriously disappeared. He had touched here by following some traces of walking.
When he arrived, he happened to see the scene of Oboro catching fish with pebbles.
"That... We were all very worried about you, so, Aunt Mito asked me to bring you some food..." The current Gon had a very childish face, and a naive expression... He was a little shy after being discovered by Oboro.
Oboro smiled, and waved at him.
Seeing his actions, Gon's eyes sparkled, as if he had received some kind of response.
He quickly trotted over.
"You haven't eaten either, right... Together." Oboro took the lunchbox, and after opening it, gave half to Gon.
"Thank you."
Gon accepted it with both hands.
"Uncle, you're so amazing... It's the first time I've seen them not afraid of people!" Gon sincerely praised, and looked at the creatures that were still active around him as if he regarded them as friends.
Uncle...
Oboro's hand holding the chopsticks trembled, and he forced a smile: "From what you said, can you also do it?"
"Yeah!"
Gon nodded vigorously: "However, it took me a long time to get them to accept me."
"Then you're also amazing..."
Oboro said politely.
"Uncle..."
"I'm called Oboro, you can call me Mr. Oboro..."
Gon's scatterbrained side showed at this time. After all, he was just a child, and his thoughts were simple. He didn't notice Oboro's slightly stiff corners of his mouth, and revealed a kind of joy of meeting a new friend, and finding a 'like-minded person', "Mr. Oboro... How did you hit the fish under the water with pebbles? That's not something an ordinary person can do, right... I can also see them, and observe their position and direction of movement, but it's not easy to catch them, let alone shoot them just with pebbles..."
"There's no skill... As long as the power and speed you throw out exceeds the reaction they can make, that's all."
Oboro explained while eating.
After hearing this, Gon's gaze became a little more admiring.
This kind of thing... For a kid, especially a little boy... was still pretty cool!
"Can I do it too?"
"Yeah... You can do it with hard training, you're still too young now..."
"I'll definitely work hard!"
Gon clenched his fist, and his eyes were firm.
"Good..."
After finishing eating, and putting on his clothes, Oboro gave Gon some money, and told him to take it back with him.
He told him to thank Mito for him.
He couldn't just eat the food that people made for free.
Gon didn't refuse either.
After returning home, he told everything he had seen with his own eyes, about Oboro's magical scene, in detail.
His words were excited.
After hearing this, Mito's mind unconsciously flashed the appearance of Ging...
She vaguely realized that Oboro's identity might not be simple, and even had some guesses.
But she didn't express anything.
Over the next period of time, Gon would go to the forest early every day, on the one hand to bring food to Oboro, and on the other hand to be a tagalong. He could discover a lot of wonderful things in Oboro... For example, Oboro seemed to be able to communicate with some animals, and make them act according to his orders.
And in just a few days, he had figured out the situation in the forest, and was more familiar with it than him.
He could easily find the habitat and nest of a certain creature... Leading Gon to experience the survival essence of nature and the food chain, and interpreting and popularizing it in a casual chat. In addition, Gon also found that Mr. Oboro would practice from time to time... Performing punches and kicks in a certain open space, or sitting quietly and breathing.
Often at this time, Gon wouldn't disturb Oboro, and would just watch obediently from the side...
In short, Oboro taught him a lot... It was also a very interesting time for Gon, and he was full of energy every day. As soon as the sun rose from the horizon, he couldn't wait to go find Oboro.
Mito originally wanted to stop him... But because of a word from Grandma, she changed her mind.
With Ging not around, Gon's lack of paternal love... With Oboro's appearance, it was at least a temporary compensation. Most importantly, despite Gon's sunny personality, and being well-liked by the locals... There were almost no people who could really get along with him.
Both of them, as family members, could sense that... A part of Gon's inner qualities was different from others.
Just like Ging... And Oboro... seemed to have let Gon find a kindred spirit.
Therefore, Mito ultimately didn't stop this relationship. Anyway, in her view, Oboro was from out of town, and wouldn't stay for long.
...
Oboro was both vacationing, and continuing to practice martial arts.
With his current foundation, two months was enough for him to bring a technique to perfection.
Moreover, what he was learning this time wasn't a martial art... But the breathing techniques in martial arts, the method of circulating and regulating aura. From the system's analysis, the breathing technique of his previous life was helpful for nourishing qi and blood, refreshing the mind and nourishing essence... Maintaining it for a long time would allow the body to break through its limits, and there would be a significant increase... It was also very beneficial to the stimulation of 'Nen'. The most direct thing was that it would make the amount of aura more profound.
Breathing and martial arts were two completely different directions, one tended to be internal, and the other was more external, just external martial arts... But wanting to practice breathing well was no less difficult than martial arts, and even more so.
He could only start cultivating from the basics, with static breathing, abdominal breathing, paused breathing, intentional breathing, and the final word-reading breathing. Only after fully mastering these breathing methods could he naturally progress and further cultivate the esoteric techniques of internal martial arts.
The martial arts recommended by the system all originated from Oboro's memories of his previous life, but he wasn't familiar with martial arts in his previous life. He had only gained a one-sided understanding through some mediums, such as books, mobile phones, and computers... The strength of the system was that it could deduce and extend a complete version based on his attributes and body data, and formulate targeted training methods at the same time.
The martial arts he practiced were, strictly speaking, all killing techniques!
Not those things that couldn't be put on the table.
martial arts had always existed. Its appearance was originally for killing... Especially in a certain period in his previous life, it showed great energy in the war. However, later, as the national conditions became stable, the essence of real martial arts was sealed off by the authorities, and was only limited to circulation in a small number of institutions, for training special forces.
There were very few real inheritors among the people.
There was no way around it. The lethality was too strong, and it could lead to death with a single move... If it was widely spread, and people abused it wantonly, the consequences would be very serious. Therefore, gradually... the real martial arts killing techniques slowly withdrew from the stage of history, and evolved into another kind of gentle martial arts that no longer emphasized killing the enemy, but strengthening the body... These martial arts emphasized posture, emphasized beauty, emphasized metaphysics, and mainly focused on fancy moves.
Then, when they really fought with people... It was just one-sided beatings, which also caused the reputation of martial arts to plummet.
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