Perfect!!
Invisibly, countless energies flooded into Riku's limbs and bones, along with relevant information about so Nen abilities.
Specialization Type!
The most special category of Nen; it can be said that anything that cannot be categorized under other types can be classified under this one.
For example, Neon's Lovely Ghostwriter, Chrollo's Skill Hunter, Pakunoda's mory Bombs, and Alluka's Wish Granting, etc.
It is an extrely special and very rare category in the Hunter world.
This Miss Neon did not disappoint him, as expected giving him the talent ability he desired most.
Nen talent is like a business license.
Only with the talent can one activate Lovely Ghostwriter and other abilities; it is the foundation for this series of abilities!
If he rely copied the Lovely Ghostwriter trait without the Specialization Nen talent, it would similarly result in the inability to use it.
But it was different now. He had already obtained the foundation of the base architecture, so the rest was rely a matter of ti. Moreover, according to the system prompt, this pitiful young miss would refresh in three days.
This refresh rate was still sowhat mind-boggling for Riku.
There's a high probability it's because the opponent possesses no combat power whatsoever, so after the trait is fard out, the cooldown ti is also very brief.
A very perfect wild mob with abundant drops.
Riku was in an incredibly good mood.
"C-Captain..."
Dalzoll's expression right now was simply a smile uglier than crying, his legs trembling slightly with weakness.
Even if he boasted that his strength was quite good, once they suffered retaliation from the Nostrade family mafia, it would be simply unimaginable. He even felt he would be a corpse exposed on the streets tomorrow.
Or else he would die under Riku's fists right now.
"It's nothing. I just cleared the ridians for this young miss. She should be much better now."
Riku said faintly.
Hearing these words, Dalzoll almost dropped to his knees.
Listen... are these human words? Are these words a human would speak? What do you an cleared the ridians?
Right now, this young miss's entire face had been beaten into a pig's head. Even if the young miss's father ca, he absolutely wouldn't be able to recognize her, and might even suspect they had swapped her for soone else.
My dear biological father!
You can't screw over like this.
It's over, it's over!
"Riku-nii..."
Kurapika was also sowhat worried.
Although he joined this team for the sake of making a contribution in this operation, he was more worried about Riku's safety than these things. Because once this matter was exposed, it would inevitably offend the entire Nostrade family mafia.
When that ti ca, what awaited them would inevitably be overwhelming retaliation.
"The Captain is telling the truth... this should just be clearing the ridians..."
The bald, rat-toothed girl suddenly spoke up, explaining.
It was hard to imagine that such an outwardly ugly person would actually speak such soft, cute, and sweet words; it was simply like two different people!
Because lody clearly heard Riku's heartbeat. From beginning to end, there was no fluctuation whatsoever, which ant the opponent believed slapping Neon...
Was only right and proper, even without any internal pressure.
There are only two explanations for this situation: one is that, as Riku said, the purpose of doing this was indeed to clear the opponent's ridians.
The other is that Riku possesses absolute certainty in dealing with the retaliation of the entire Nostrade family mafia.
Regardless of which one, it was all within Riku's grasp.
So lody... suddenly inexplicably believed Riku.
On the contrary, Baise and the black brother were scared out of their wits.
"Then... then... probably maybe possibly perhaps it's roughly like this. Then Captain... how long until the Miss wakes up?"
Dalzoll, with cold sweat on his forehead, spoke with difficulty.
"She'll wake up when it's ti to wake up."
Riku said indifferently, "Alright, if there's nothing else, let's go outside, have so tea, and rest."
After speaking, Riku left.
Kurapika gave a glance, and everyone turned and followed, then lody, and then the others also successively chose to leave.
Leaving only Dalzoll, the last one responsible for wiping their asses.
This guy's face was now written with the word 'miserable'.
Returning to the hall to rest, there was even a servant bringing the most expensive coffee. Riku didn't like it; he preferred drinking tea.
Having settled the young miss, Dalzoll didn't dare to make a sound, sitting to the side with a miserable face.
Riku took his ti, sipping tea while browsing the internet.
He received a ssage sent by Gon-kun, inquiring about matters related to 'Greed Island'.
"Oh, it seems Gon and the others have already found the ga card left by Ging. I wonder if my trait copying ability will be effective in that ga world, but I still need to go in and take a look."
"According to current auction prices, the auction price for each of these ga cards will roughly reach around 10 billion. It seems I'll have to grab so extra cash along the way at this auction."
Riku had a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
If nothing unexpected happens, the people from the Phantom Troupe will co to hijack the auction this ti. Naturally, these lost items will have to be pinned on them to take the bla.
The auction will lose a lot of things.
The ones robbing are the Phantom Troupe. What does it have to do with , Riku? I'm just a bodyguard captain.
Riku smiled.
...
Three days later.
The Yorknew City Dream Auction, the world's largest annual auction venue, officially kicked off.
This is the largest and highest-level auction in the entire Hunter world. In just a short 10 days of public auctions alone, tens of trillions of funds will flow.
Moreover, in this auction, sothing that might have been bought for 10,000 could be sold for 100 million today.
It is the hope of countless people to completely turn their lives around, even getting rich overnight.
More importantly, among the tens of thousands of auctions, many solely auction cri-related items.
From the day this auction began, the entire Yorknew City entered an unprecedentedly lively and prosperous state.
Because not only were there residents within the city, but also people from all over the world who specially ca to participate in the auction.
"Wow! It's so lively! As expected of the world's largest auction! Gon, is there any news from Riku-nii, Kurapika, or Leorio?"
Along the way, Killua and Gon-kun had already arrived in this city. Looking at the extraordinarily lively vendors along the route, they couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
"Leorio said he would arrive this afternoon. As for Kurapika, he arrived earlier and I heard he's working together with Riku-nii. But he said he would call us when he has ti."
"Oh right, Riku-nii said he doesn't have news about Greed Island for the ti being, but he will try to find a ga card for us. He told us to just wander around the city first."
Gon-kun looked left and right, quite excited.
"Oh right, Gon, you should also go buy a mobile phone. This is necessary for a Pro Hunter."
"Okay! Wow, they sell mobile phones over there!!"
The two ran directly to a mobile phone vendor to choose and see which phone was suitable.
Just then, they suddenly heard a familiar voice.
"Hi! Everyone!!"
The two looked back and strikingly saw a familiar figure, Leorio.
This guy was still dressed in a suit like before, carrying a briefcase in his hand.
Looking exactly like a social elite.
"Boss! You're selling this phone for 400,000? That's too expensive. How about this, let's round off a zero, make it 40,000."
"Ah? Forty thousand?!"
"Of course..."
Leorio directly started haggling for Gon-kun.
The two were dumbfounded watching this.
Because the two were just preparing to directly pay the boss, but they didn't expect Leorio to directly help haggle, and bargained this mobile phone down from the initial 400,000 to a little over 40,000, and bought it.
He was simply... a true super master at haggling!
This move made the two marvel endlessly. At least for the two of them, they didn't have much concept of business and fundantally didn't know how to haggle.
"By the way, have you guys learned Nen yet?"
Leorio pushed up his glasses, revealing a cool side-profile expression.
He couldn't help but want to show off a bit in front of his friends.
He learned this Nen thing through his own luck, and he found this ability to be very outstanding.
It even gave him an illusion, feeling that he was now almost as strong as Riku was back then.
But upon hearing that Gon-kun and Killua had also already learned Nen, Leorio was sowhat dumbfounded.
We agreed to let act tough alone, why were the two of you also secretly working hard?
Just as the three t.
Neon had already finished dressing up and was prepared to leave.
"Um... where is Lord Riku?"
Neon suddenly blushed and asked Baise beside her.
That maid had already been settled by Dalzoll, so he simply had Baise co over to take care of Neon.
"The Captain is outside."
Baise was sowhat stunned, because she couldn't understand how Neon had been slapped into a pig's head by Riku last ti, yet after waking up, not only was she not angry with Riku at all...
But she actually had a particularly good impression of him, often asking where Riku was, hoping Riku could co accompany her, especially when she felt unsafe at night.
But Riku had no intention of specially protecting this kind of NPC!
He ca here rely to farm traits, just sothing along the way.
So it was fundantally impossible for him to agree. He was still there comfortably living his own little life. After being rejected a few tis, Neon grew even more eager to see Riku.
"Alright... I, I'll go ask the Captain..."
Baise had no choice but to bite the bullet and speak. She understood she had to handle this matter well, otherwise, she would have a whole lot of trouble later...
But just as she turned around preparing to go out, she strikingly heard a familiar voice from behind.
"Alright, it's about ti. We should leave here today."
It was Captain Riku.
Everyone saw Riku walk straight towards the young miss.
Riku swept a glance above the opponent's head.
[Farmable Trait, Cooldown Complete]
Very good.
Smack!
Too lazy to speak, he went straight up and gave Neon a slap across the face.
And then gave her a thorough beating back and forth.
Neon was so excited she almost fainted, getting wet.
[Ding! You defeated Neon Nostrade in a combat stance]
[Ding! 10% automatic copy starting... Copy successful...]
[Ding! Congratulations on obtaining [Lovely Ghostwriter] (Gold), [Human Body Collector] (Purple)]
[Ding! Detected that the host loathes the Collector trait, automatically shattering [Human Body Collector], turning it into experience points to fill [Lovely Ghostwriter] (Gold). The progress of this trait has increased]
[Next cooldown ti: 132 days]
A voice like heavenly music rang out in Riku's mind.
A massive amount of information flooded into Riku's mind.
He directly gained an extra ability from Neon.
That is, he can make a prophecy for the next month for a specific target in the form of an abstract poem, presented in four stanzas, each stanza corresponding to a week in the future.
Activating the ability requires the prophecy target's na, birthday, and blood type.
If the user cannot see the opponent with their own eyes when prophesying, a photograph of the opponent is required.
Not bad... it's indeed a not-bad trait.
To tell the truth, as a transmigrator, he fundantally didn't care about a trait like predicting the future.
Because being a transmigrator is inherently a heaven-defying matter, and the future will inevitably be changed.
So as for this nonsense about predicting the future, there's fundantally no need to believe it too much. Transmigrators are completely capable of changing the predicted future.
It's just that since he ca to this world, Riku was naturally curious about this peculiar beauty. More skills don't weigh you down; having an extra ability is not bad either.
Moreover, if nothing unexpected happened, this ability would be copied away by Chrollo.
But now an accident had occurred. With Riku present, the opponent wanting to copy this ability was pretty much indistinguishable from a fairy tale.
This thing is like a nuclear bomb; you might not use it, but you must have it.
Perhaps in the future, this trait will fuse with other traits, producing an unprecedented, wonderful combination.
Perfect!
Not bad.
Riku was very satisfied.
The other team mbers seeing this scene had completely gone numb. Although they didn't understand why Riku would do this, absolutely no one dared to disobey Riku's actions.
And this ti, Riku controlled his strength just right. At least it didn't make this young miss look like her head was a pig's head. The opponent even looked at Riku with blurred, infatuated eyes.
"How do you feel? Neon!"
Riku asked casually.
"Feel wonderful... Captain Riku... Y-you must protect well. Neon will listen to anything you say."
"Alright, pack your things, everyone, let's head out."
Riku gave an order, and Dalzoll finally let out a long sigh of relief.
The group then packed their things and went out to get into the sedan.
Inside the car.
Dalzoll sowhat awkwardly asked for instructions, indicating that according to Boss Light's arrangent, Neon needed to make so prophecies.
They were prophecies regarding the future of other mafia bosses.
Actually, Light Nostrade precisely relied on the ans of providing accurate prophecies to other bosses to climb to this position step by step, securing his identity as a mafia boss as well.
"Hmph! Daddy didn't fulfill the promise he made last ti. I won't do it!" Neon was sowhat angry, pouting her lips.
"Captain..."
Dalzoll had an ugly expression.
"Neon, do as Dalzoll instructs, don't cause trouble."
Riku gave a glance and said.
Hearing Riku's words, this young miss instantly beca like a female simp, incredibly obedient.
"Mm-hmm-hmm, I'll listen to Lord Riku~~ I'll do whatever Lord tells to do, as long as Lord... rembers to hit ..."
Neon blushed.
Riku happened to want to witness the effect of the opponent using this ability.
Soon.
After being told so relevant necessary information, Neon began to write furiously.
Riku clearly saw a peculiar pen appear in the opponent's hand, as if the pen was controlling the person, rather than the person controlling the pen.
Soon.
The prophetic poems were written. As expected, they were those hazy, ambiguous verses, of no interest.
After being inspected by Riku, Dalzoll carefully put away these verses as if granted a great amnesty; this was a mission he had completed.
At the sa ti.
By the suburban highway.
The mbers of the Phantom Troupe had once again gathered.
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