I'm extremely interested in Nen abilities.

What kind of luck is this today? Why do I keep running into such clowns... The Phantom Troupe's bunch of lunatics are one thing, but Paliston, who can be considered Hisoka's "other self," is a kind of pleasure-seeker. Jingyang thinks that encountering him twice in one day is quite unlucky.

Jingyang really wanted to shout, "Come quick! The hapless lawyer in the wife-murder case is here!", but he worried that this would attract Pallister's attention, which would be a huge headache, so he decided against it. He turned and went into the bathroom, simultaneously using the ring on his index finger to say to Xiaodi: [It's nothing, just ran into a weirdo...]

When Jingyang came out again, Paliston was indeed nowhere to be seen by the sink.

This is quite normal. Just like Jingyang said to Yinda and Menqi when describing Bisky and Jin, "I know them, but they don't know me." To Jingyang, Paliston is an "acquaintance," but to Paliston, Jingyang is truly just a stranger. They've barely exchanged a few serious words. How could Paliston suddenly treat him differently just because they've bumped into each other a couple of times…

……

It was almost time to check tickets. Xiao Di was standing in the crowd when suddenly a hand patted her left shoulder from behind.

Xiao Di turned around and felt a finger poking her left cheek.

Jingyang laughed and said, "How come you fell for it twice? You did it just two hours ago."

Xiao Di said, "I remember, but I was fooled both times."

Jing Yang opened his mouth, but with people coming and going around him, he couldn't think of anything to say for a moment.

"There are so many people here, how did Jingyang find me so quickly?" Xiaodi asked curiously. "Have you learned how to make a 'circle' yet?"

Jingyang smiled and pointed to her left thigh. There was a star mark on the skin under the denim fabric.

"I see." Xiao Di suddenly realized, but soon had another question. She gestured to the ring on her hand, "Why is it printed on a ring? It could be printed directly on the body like a star, right?" There were many people around, so she omitted words like "mark" or "star".

"Now that you mention it..." Jingyang thought for a moment and replied, "Maybe subconsciously I think that when you don't want to answer the phone, you can just ignore 'communication'. — As long as you take off the ring, you can't make 'communication,' isn't that great? Xiaodi, you don't want to be bothered by 'ring calls' every day, do you?"

Xiao Di looked thoughtfully at the "Y" ring on her index finger.

"Let's go, let's get our tickets checked." Jing Yang smiled and patted Xiao Di on the shoulder, then walked towards the ticket checkpoint first.

On the way, they encountered a group of people arguing about their spaceship tickets being stolen or robbed. Jing Yang recognized a few of them as people who had immediately gone to buy replacement tickets.

Was it stolen again?

Jingyang focused his breath on his ears, instantly enhancing his hearing. While it couldn't compare to the ability in comics to discern a speaker's emotions by listening to their heartbeat from dozens of meters away, it was sufficient for him to overhear a passerby's argument at a moderate distance.

"There must be some kind of ticket-stealing gang! We weren't even on the same flight, and we still got robbed!"

"I was robbed twice!"

"He was tall! Wearing a hood and covering his face!"

"Is the security at your airport any good? How could you let these thieves and robbers in? It's so disappointing..."

"Before I was knocked unconscious, I think I saw that guy's eyes. His eyeballs were huge! No, they were deep-set."

"It looks like a dead man's eye, just a moving corpse..."

……

"Grab him! Thief!"

Chaos erupted in the departure hall as several security guards chased a tall, thin figure who hurriedly fled, knocking aside many passersby. Before anyone could even see what he looked like, he vanished like a gust of wind. The security guards pursued him relentlessly all the way to the restroom, but after searching the entire men's restroom, they still couldn't find him.

The male security guards exchanged glances. "Should we check the women's restroom?"

While they were still hesitating, the passengers waiting outside who had been disturbed discussed it for a while and then dispersed.

Paliston looked away. Judging from the fact that the thief had almost no aura flowing out of his head, he was clearly a Nen user.

He had his suit jacket draped over his arm, his white shirt and tie slightly loose, and he was struggling to decide which flight to take when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a plane ticket floating out from under his seat out of the corner of his eye...

Was it dropped by the thief? Or by the passerby who was bumped into?

Paliston picked up the spaceship ticket; it was for the ancient kingdom of Ganyu… He quickly looked up at the flight display screen, and coincidentally, they were checking tickets.

……

"Who's the one who snatched the tickets?" Jingyang's side had already passed the ticket check.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Di asked curiously, "Who is it?"

"It's the one I bumped into at the restaurant the other day, the one with the hood, tall and thin, who said he was going to kill the spider..."

"Have we ever seen someone like that before?" Little Drop asked, puzzled.

Jingyang said, "I've seen it before. I think its name was something like 'Bowl Bearer' or 'Wooden Handle'?"

Little Drop said, "See? If you've seen it before, and it's related to spiders, you'll definitely remember it."

“Never mind…” Jingyang said, “Pretend I didn’t say anything.”

Little Di was completely confused. Had I said something wrong?

The two boarded the spaceship smoothly. It was Jing Yang's first time using this kind of transportation, so he was inevitably filled with a sense of novelty and curiosity. This excitement lasted until the ticket check was completed, the spaceship closed its gates, and it was preparing for takeoff when it suddenly came to an abrupt halt—because he saw Paliston boarding the spaceship. The latter, clearly also drawn to Jing Yang's gaze, looked over and, upon recognizing him, gave him a rather smug smile and waved.

Xiao Di tapped Jing Yang's arm with her finger, pointing towards the front of the spaceship corridor, where Machi, with her messy pink hair, could be seen in the distance...

Jingyang was speechless for a moment.

"Have you heard?" someone whispered in the crowd. "That Otjesky is on this ship too. I just saw him board the ship, all covered up! I'd recognize that fat pig even if he were ashes. He's probably afraid of retaliation, so he's trying to escape abroad..."

Paliston overheard the murmurs and his smile widened. This spaceship ticket he'd found was quite interesting.

Inside the spaceship's restroom, Ruiwan, his face ashen and resembling a walking corpse, sat in a stall, muttering silently to himself: Phantom Troupe... Phantom Troupe... Phantom Troupe...

Chapter 58 Fish in the Secret Room

The Hunter world doesn't have airplanes like Jingyang imagined in his previous life. Instead, it uses various types of airships, which have large living spaces. There are communal dormitories, as well as more expensive multi-person rooms, single rooms, and of course, more comfortable luxury suites. In addition to the living areas, there are also viewing areas and entertainment areas. However, the areas used by the airship pilots, flight attendants, and police and security personnel are not open to the public.

This flight will take you from the northwest corner of the Nuoamili continent, where the Oqima Federation is located, directly to Tokyou International Airport on the east coast of the ancient Ganyu Kingdom on the Sangsame continent. The journey is expected to take 20 hours.

Jingyang glanced at his phone; it was 11:44 a.m., and he would probably have to wait until 7 or 8 a.m. tomorrow to cross the ocean and land.

"Too few people boarded..."

"I heard there was a thief at the airport before check-in, who stole a lot of people's spaceship tickets... Our flight was the one that got robbed the most..."

Two flight attendants stood to the side, smiling, but their lips twitched slightly as they whispered gossip.

Jingyang's ears twitched.

Xiao Di stared curiously at Jing Yang's ears.

"What's wrong?" Jing Yang glanced at her with deadpan eyes.

"Ears..." Little Drop touched her ears, "How do they move?"

“You’re moving like this.” Jing Yang pinched her ears and tugged them gently. “Alright, let’s go to your room and get ready.”

"Ready?" Xiao Di asked, puzzled, but ignored him touching his own ears.

“Our aura is too conspicuous…” Jing Yang took the spaceship ticket, stepped into the spaceship’s rest area, got the key from the flight attendant at the front desk, and quickly found their room with a group of passengers carrying suitcases and backpacks, along with Xiao Di. “This is it.”

"It seems like quite a coincidence." The door to the next room opened, and Palston loosened his tie, turning his head to see Jingyang and Xiaodi.

Jingyang acted as if he hadn't heard anything, opened the door and dragged the curiously looking at Paliston inside, then slammed the door shut.

……

Paliston's smile remained unchanged. He put on his suit jacket, put one hand in his pocket, and left.

As they passed through the viewing area, among the small groups of people, a black-haired young man who was reading a book suddenly looked up. His eyes, hidden beneath a white cloth bandage on his forehead, were as deep and still as a pool of water, as he looked at the back of the blond man in a suit who had just entered the luxury private room area.

"What's wrong, Kuroro?" Machi asked from the side.

"I've spotted a master," Kuroro said calmly.

……

Paliston calmly walked to the luxury suite area. The rooms here were different from others. They were not all walls on the outside. They had transparent windows that allowed you to see the luxurious furnishings of some unoccupied rooms. If you were in a good position, you could even enjoy the sea of ​​clouds outside the spaceship directly from your room.

The tall, stout Ozwarsky was comfortably lying on the huge bed in the luxury suite when he suddenly heard a sound coming from the access control.

He frowned, walked over and pulled back the curtains, only to find Paliston standing outside the door.

It was the lawyer who helped him win the case, not only getting him acquitted but also receiving all of his deceased wife's inheritance!

Although Paliston's methods as a lawyer are chilling, he is undeniably Paliston's benefactor, and Paliston's current success is entirely due to this lawyer.

“Attorney Paliston, what a coincidence, you’re on the ship too?” O’Jiesky opened the door, intending to give him a warm hug, but was taken aback by the sudden seriousness on Paliston’s face. What the latter said next startled him even more, “Mr. O’Jiesky, there are assassins on this ship who want you dead.”

"What?!" Ottoman's heart skipped a beat. "What's going on..."

Paliston smiled faintly, "There's not much I can say. I hope Mr. Otjesky will be careful before disembarking, and it's best not to leave the room unnecessarily. Also, be careful—"

Startled, Otjesky quickly said, "I won't let anyone in! There's food in the room, and even the waiters aren't allowed in!"

"Who on earth wants to kill me, Attorney Paliston..."

“Mr. Ou Jie, I am no longer a lawyer…”

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In Jingyang and Xiaodi's room, the two were making the "preparations" that Jingyang had mentioned.

"It's basically about disguising yourself as an 'ordinary person,'" Jingyang said. "You adjust the outline of your body's energy, especially the top of your head, to mimic an ordinary person's posture, like smoke is coming out of their head, intentionally letting a wisp of energy flow out naturally..."

Speaking of this, Jingyang felt a bit annoyed. For someone who was used to using "entanglement" to lock in the naturally flowing energy, deliberately imitating ordinary people and letting the energy flow away was quite unpleasant... It was like having a few coins in your pocket fall to the ground from time to time for no reason, and then you couldn't pick them up.

“Those three members of the Phantom Troupe are also on the ship,” Jing Yang explained. “There are fewer passengers on the ship than usual, so if we don’t disguise ourselves, we’ll easily be noticed by them.”

Xiaodi said, "As long as we don't leave the room, it'll be fine, right?"

Jingyang said, "I still really want to go to the viewing area to see the sea of ​​clouds..."

"Oh." Little Drop nodded in agreement, "I want to watch too. Let's practice then."

"Let's get started." Jing Yang took a breath and began to adjust the outline and shape of the qi on his body surface, while controlling a wisp of qi to flow upward from the top of his head.

After working for more than ten minutes, Xiao Di was able to successfully simulate the appearance of an ordinary person. The air around her body was loose and soft, making her look like she didn't understand 'entanglement' at all. The wisp of air flowing from the top of her head was also in the same state as a Muggle.

“That doesn’t make sense…” Jingyang muttered to himself.

Xiao Di used her gaze to examine Jing Yang's aura. Compared to his normal state—where the aura on his body maintained a "wrapped" form, perfectly condensed, with smooth and flowing contours—it was only slightly "disordered," and even its irregular shape looked too deliberate.

Xiao Di thought for a moment and said, "This kind of disguise seems to require the use of transformation techniques. I am a materialization type, which is adjacent to transformation type, so it is easier for me to achieve. Jing Yang is a manipulation type, which is further away from transformation type, so it may be more difficult for him."

Jing Yang said, "If you put it that way, I understand. It's not just further away; within the hexagonal structure of the Nen system, the Transmutation type is directly opposite the Manipulation type. It's the most difficult and thankless type to train..."

Therefore, he had previously not considered developing abilities in the direction of change.

Practicing transformation techniques with a manipulation-based approach only yields 40% of the efficiency and practical results. Wouldn't it be better to use that energy to cultivate resilience and increase one's overall strength?