Also, the restrictions of Oboro's ability weren't just what he had said... They would have been even greater originally, but the latter had used the 'player agreement' and the server, NPCs, game, and many other aspects to resolve most of them.
This kind of thinking, which wasn't just simple development, but indirectly obtaining a certain ability through a series of methods... Required extremely strong execution and imagination, as well as powerful data support and an understanding of Nen... The more Biscuit thought about it, the more she felt creeped out.
It wouldn't be surprising if a guy like that could do anything to achieve his goals in the future.
What made Biscuit even more worried for the Chairman was that there was more than one person like this in the Association.
"I should still notify the Chairman..."
Thinking this, Biscuit picked up her phone as she walked.
She dialed Netero's number.
Ever since the old man had instructed Oboro for three months, he seemed to have lost interest in Oboro... He was completely different from before.
No one knew what had happened between the old man and the young man.
The old man himself didn't say anything.
It was strangely mysterious...
But she could guess some things.
There was still more tonight.
Host: Oboro.
Age: 23 years old.
Profession: Ancient Text Hunter.
Combat Power Rank: Martial Arts Grandmaster, National Level Hunter (Can Advance: Sub-World Level Hunter)
Comprehensive Attribute Evaluation: First-Order Metahuman.
After Biscuit left, Oboro summoned his system panel and looked at it.
In the past year or so, his data had changed again.
The Martial Arts Master in the Combat Power Rank had become a Grandmaster, his Nen level had risen to a National Level Hunter, and his Comprehensive Attribute Evaluation had evolved from a Human Evolver to a First-Order Metahuman.
His injuries had completely recovered a long time ago... All of the new martial arts techniques had been mastered, making his flesh and blood more solid and his body stronger, so his attributes had increased.
Right now, his external skin, flesh, energy, and blood were connected. Even without using Nen, he had a bit of that 'steel bones' feel...
He had tempered his external self to the extreme that he could currently reach.
Next was his internal self, the various organs in his body. This aspect needed to be slowly advanced through breathing techniques.
The speed was relatively slow...
His stronger body had also led to a relatively noticeable increase in his aura, as well as the three Nen abilities he had now...
And the number of martial arts techniques that he knew was as high as fifteen, covering all parts of the body and relatively comprehensive attack methods. As a practical martial artist, his foundation was naturally more outstanding. The system had even prompted him that there was no need to practice other ordinary techniques in the future.
What he needed to practice... Were methods like Dim Mak and Tendon Severing, and breathing techniques, which could cause damage and pose a threat to Nen ability users or higher life forms.
As for his current three Nen abilities, they could be regarded as him using his own operations, and using the original 'Game Treasury of the Endless Illusionist' to exchange for three hero skills, one passive and two active.
And there were two summoner skills, Flash and Teleport.
This was his current combat power situation.
It was worth mentioning that after practicing Dim Mak and Tendon Severing for so long, he had only reached a small level of mastery, and could use them skillfully... This relatively special or advanced combat technique was far more difficult than ordinary martial arts.
He could use breathing techniques 24 hours a day, but it was limited to static breathing and abdominal breathing.
In these two years since he had been resurrected in East Gorteau, he had undergone an unimaginable transformation.
He didn't need to care about Hero Island and the game. As Biscuit had said, he could leave it to the NPCs to do. As long as it didn't deviate from the human world, he could use Teleport to return at any time if Hero Island encountered an invasion that it couldn't handle. In the future, he would let the players enjoy the fun of the game themselves.
For him, the purpose of materializing the game world had been achieved.
...
A week later, Oboro returned to the city where the Association headquarters was located.
He was preparing to start taking on some missions. He wanted to get his star rating.
The status and influence of a Star Hunter in the Association was not something that ordinary Hunters could compare to... He had been recuperating for so long, it was time to get active, and also test out his new abilities.
His timing was very good. The Hunter Exam for this year had just ended.
He wanted to meet his new team first.
The experts hired and recruited by the Phyllis Family.
There were a total of five people. Including Oboro, it was a six-person team.
Without exception, they were all Nen ability users, and they were all Hunters... Two of them had just obtained their Hunter licenses and joined the Association. This was also a requirement that the Phyllis Family had for them.
Everything was to serve Oboro.
In a hotel suite belonging to the mafia's industry chain, Oboro looked at the five-person team in front of him, introduced himself, and then began to learn about the others' abilities and areas of expertise.
"Fant, 37 years old, Enhancer... His ability is 'Emotional Aura'. The attack and effect of Nen will be different under different emotional states..." The man who spoke first had a cigarette in his mouth, and was puffing out smoke. He looked very rugged, and was wearing a vest. His exposed arms and chest were covered in thick body hair.
Oboro nodded.
"Anthony... Specialist, 25 years old. My ability is called 'Devil's Gaze'. To put it simply, I can invade the target's brain under certain circumstances, create illusions, and interfere with their thinking... I'm good at gathering information or stealing secrets. At the same time, I'm also good at socializing... I'm a Negotiation Hunter."
Another man with a pompadour hairstyle, who looked flamboyant and had a bit of a rock youth vibe, said immediately after.
"Oh?"
Hearing this ability, Oboro's eyes lit up. He scanned Anthony, "This ability... Doesn't really match your image..."
"Don't be so superficial when judging people. As you get to know me better, you'll feel my personal charm more and more." Anthony pinched his pompadour with both hands, and said smugly.
"I'm looking forward to it..."
Oboro smiled.
"My... My name... Is Gabe... Witsch..." It was the third person's turn. He was also a man, a young man who looked very boyish, but was a bit shy and nervous. He didn't know if he was socially awkward or what... Most importantly, he seemed to have a stutter.
"I already know about your situation..."
Seeing how difficult it was for him to speak, Oboro showed a warm smile, and raised his hand to interrupt him.
Gabe Witsch, upon seeing this, seemed to have been hit hard. He thought that Oboro didn't like him, and tears immediately welled up in his eyes. He squatted in the corner like a wronged little girl.
He had also just obtained his Hunter license... But he had been a Nen ability user for a few years.
Gabe Witsch, 19 years old, Specialist. His ability was 'Mental Chat Group'... He could use his ability to establish a telepathic connection with multiple targets within a certain range, which was equivalent to giving everyone a walkie-talkie... It didn't seem like much at first glance.
But you had to know that in many cases in the wild, traditional technology would fail... With his ability, at least he could ensure that the team wouldn't get separated, and they could communicate and contact each other at any time, to avoid some emergencies.
"Hello, Captain!"
Immediately after, it was the next person's turn.
Seeing Oboro's gaze sweep over, a woman with a bowl cut, thick glasses, and an appearance and temperament that were similar to a country bumpkin, suddenly shouted excitedly.
Her voice was full of energy.
Hmm... Very passionate.
Oboro scratched his ear, and nodded, "Hello."
"Reporting, Captain, my name is Rita! A Manipulator, 23 years old, unmarried, from the Sande region... My father is..."
"..."
Oboro.
"Just tell me about your ability."
"Yes!"
Rita said powerfully, and her eyes shone brightly, "My ability is 'Rural Botanical Garden'. I can control and sense the state of plants, and use plants to analyze the environmental advantages and disadvantages of the area, which can be used for reconnaissance, detecting potential dangers, etc."
Oboro smiled.
Another good ability.
It seemed that David and Lily had really put their heart into it...
"Hahahaha! She's a Manipulator... I thought this country bumpkin was an Enhancer." Anthony, who was on the side, couldn't help but laugh, and pointed at Rita while holding his stomach.
However, he didn't look down on Rita. He just felt that Rita's appearance and temperament were a bit indescribable.
If you didn't know better, you would think she was a man.
Rita didn't react angrily at all. Instead, she looked at her teammates, and said loudly, "That's right, I'm a Manipulator."
"Hahaha... You're so interesting. You're so funny... To be honest, it's the first time I've seen a woman like you..." Anthony exclaimed, as if he had seen some rare treasure.
"You two can talk later..."
Oboro stopped the two from talking, and looked at the last person on the team.
This person's appearance made Oboro extremely surprised.
It was someone he knew.
A woman who was wearing a black fishnet top, denim shorts, a yellow headband, and had several hair buns tied up in her pink hair.
She was the youngest member of the team.
Menchi!
A Gourmet Hunter, and the examiner for the 287th Hunter Exam three years later.
She had almost eliminated all of the examinees.
She was a one-star Hunter with a picky personality, and was very meticulous and demanding in her work.
Of course, Menchi wasn't a one-star Hunter yet, but she hadn't been in the Association for a short time, and her accumulated achievements and qualifications were probably enough to apply.
Although Menchi was young right now, judging from Oboro's senses, her strength was about the same as that of Anthony, the pompadour-haired man, among these five people.
"Menchi, Conjurer, 18 years old. My ability is 'Exquisite Kitchen Utensils', which are used to dissect, prepare, and cook all kinds of ingredients." Menchi crossed her arms, and looked at Oboro.
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