I'm extremely interested in Nen abilities.

After another half hour of struggling, Jingyang was finally able to simulate the aura of an ordinary person quite well. The wisp of "smoke" rising from the top of his head was just the right thickness.

"I'm actually hungry, so I'll go out to get something to eat and see how it goes."

Jingyang and Xiaodi left the room and went to the entertainment area inside the spaceship. They ordered some food, sat by the window, and enjoyed the rolling white sea of ​​clouds outside while eating.

Xiao Di suddenly asked, "Then how can we make sure we haven't been noticed?"

“Now that you mention it…” Jing Yang put down his chopsticks, “That’s true. We can’t exactly ask them if they’ve noticed us… and if we try to make sure they’ve noticed us, we’ll just attract their attention, even if they haven’t noticed us before…”

The two looked at each other in silence and continued eating.

……

The spacecraft sailed smoothly over the ocean.

After wandering around outside until a little after 1 p.m., Jingyang and Xiaodi returned to their room. This time, they couldn't train their "Firmness" as casually as they had on the ship, but practicing their "Emitting" and developing their Nen abilities was still possible. Jingyang and Xiaodi, one a Manipulation type and the other a Conjuration type, had relatively small-scale abilities compared to Emission, Enhancement, and Transmutation types.

The two sat on the bed, one fiddling with her bulging-eyed fish vacuum cleaner, while the other continued trying to combine the manipulator-type star mark with the emission-type psychic bullet.

"We'll have to use the old method again."

Jingyang used a wisp of spiritual energy to envelop a piece of thread that he had just torn off the bed sheet, and it floated above his palm.

Given Jingyang's current proficiency with the emission system, such a psychic bullet could remain suspended for several hours without dissipating. Furthermore, due to his manipulation-based nature, he could easily remotely control the trajectory of the psychic bullet.

"If you can't make changes, then add restrictions. Use methods that create obstacles for yourself to achieve the desired effect."

Xiao Di, holding the vacuum cleaner handle, watched curiously from the side and asked, "What kind of restrictions does Jing Yang want to add?"

“I don’t think this is a completely enlightened idea, so calling it a constraint is too much of an exaggeration,” Jing Yang said thoughtfully. “It should be described as: In order to achieve the core effect you want, you can give up everything else that can be given up. For example, I can give up the power of the psychic bullet, making it completely harmless and destructive, in order to try to gain its stability and success rate.”

Just imagining myself releasing psychic bullets covered in pentagram markings in the future...

What name should I give it?

Soft and wet?

Forget it...

Jingyang continued to immerse himself in developing his new ability, and several hours passed without him realizing it...

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The spaceship sailed through the night sky, where stars twinkled, the moonlight was dim, and below lay the unchanging, boundless black sea.

Inside the spaceship, all was quiet. In the dormitory-style cabins, many passengers were fast asleep. Flight attendants and a few security guards patrolled the corridors.

Inside the room, Xiao Di turned her head and asked, "Jing Yang, can't you sleep?"

"yes……"

Jing Yang lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, his brows furrowed tightly. He muttered to himself, "I feel like something's off..."

He sat up abruptly, looking around the room with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty.

Little Di, her hair disheveled, also sat up and stared at him with a blank expression.

"You go to sleep first," Jingyang said, getting out of bed. "I'll go out and take a look."

"Okay." Little Di obeyed and lay down again. Not long after Jing Yang left, she was already sound asleep.

……

In the quiet corridor, Paliston calmly walked towards the luxury private room area.

Behind him, Kuroro followed silently, one hand in his pocket and the other holding a book, flipping through it. He stopped abruptly.

……

"Is this it?"

Jingyang caught a glimpse of Paliston's figure flashing by in the distance. "What's he up to, acting so suspiciously?"

He followed, easily bypassing a security guard who passed by, and slipped past him into the luxury private room area. He hadn't gone far when he saw Paliston standing in the corridor. Paliston was facing one of the room windows, and with a flick of his wrist, he pulled back the curtains on the inside. He gazed quietly at the room inside, a pleased smile playing on his lips.

Jing Yang leaned closer and looked into the room, his pupils immediately shrinking.

In the dimly lit, luxurious room, a tall, stout man sat slumped on the sofa with his back to them, while a huge, slender white fish floated in the air...

Chapter 59 Humans are really interesting

Fish swimming in a secluded room?

Upon seeing this scene, Jing Yang immediately thought of the Yorknew City arc in the manga, where Chrollo, the leader of the Phantom Troupe, used a Nen fish to eat people. It was one of the many Nen abilities he had stolen and sealed away in his book "The Ultimate Thief".

As the name suggests, the confined room fish can only live in enclosed indoor spaces.

If it bites off any part of your body, you won't feel pain, bleed, or die.

But what happens when the "locked room" environment is lifted...?

"Is this your Nen beast?" Jing Yang looked at the white Nen fish that seemed to be eating in the room, and pointed his thumb to the corner above and behind him. "There are security cameras in the corridor. Did you deliberately not hide?"

Paliston smiled and said, "Why should I back away? I didn't go in. Besides, he's not hurt, is he?"

On the sofa in the room, Ozkisky sat with his back to them outside the window. White wrasses floated in the dim air, occasionally nibbling at his flesh. In just a short time, Ozkisky's plump body was missing pieces here and there… but despite his injuries, not a single drop of blood flowed. Ozkisky trembled; he seemed to want to struggle and escape, but with one leg and half his body missing, he had no strength and could only sit on the sofa in despair.

“Guess…” Paliston was smiling, but his face was filled with a heavy shadow, and he exuded an eerie aura. He asked Jing Yang in a relaxed tone, “Can he hear us?”

Jingyang noticed that when Paliston said those words, the fat man on the sofa in the room, who had his back to them, visibly trembled.

“He could hear,” Jingyang said, “but he didn’t shout or beg for mercy. Did the fish eat his mouth or throat?”

“Who knows?” Paliston said with a smile.

“Ozilski, the victor in that protracted wife-murder case.”

Just then, Kuroro appeared out of nowhere, holding a book in one hand.

Jing Yang's eyes immediately turned deadpan. What does this mean?

The Secret Room Fish was Palistane's ability, which was then stolen by Chrollo?

in other words……

Jingyang's heart skipped a beat. In other words, Kuroro's "Thief's Secret" only steals the Nen ability displayed by the target, that is, the "skill" derived from "Send"?

In the manga, Paliston later became a member of the Zodiac of the Hunter Association, holding the position of vice-chairman. It's impossible that she was a Muggle who couldn't use Nen. So, after Chrollo stole one of her "techniques," her ki and the foundation of her Nen ability remained, but she simply couldn't use the stolen "technique" anymore?

As Jing Yang pondered this, Kuroro had already moved to the other side of Pariston, gazing at the fish swimming in the secret room, and quietly said, "What an artistic ability. It devours its opponent without drawing blood, yet the damage has already occurred, albeit delayed. There must be some kind of mechanism that, once triggered, leads to that person's death... Is the condition the environment of the secret room?"

Paliston glanced at the dark-haired youth and said with an unchanged smile, "I'm the kind of person who can't help but want to destroy beautiful things."

“Mr. O’Gee did indeed murder his wife, and brutally at that. He was acquitted thanks to my defense.” Paliston’s smile grew even brighter. “He must be so smug now that he’s escaped legal punishment, right? Just hearing that he was on this ship, imagining his current blissful state of mind, makes me want to destroy him…”

"What a sunny boy!" Jingyang reminded him, "Don't forget he can hear what you're saying."

“That’s the beauty of it all…” Paliston loosened his tie but didn’t continue.

Kuroro remained silent, thinking to himself, "That's the beauty... Does this person find it wonderful to be hated?"

Jingyang stared with dead fish eyes.

In the comics, Palliston once made this confession to King...

Palliston believed that most people feel happy when they are loved, but he himself belonged to the minority who only felt happy when he was hated...

If Hisoka is the kind of "fruit farmer" who likes to cultivate and wait for the fruit that can fight him, then Paliston is undoubtedly the kind of "sunny boy" who deliberately acts mean and torments others for fun, thus making everyone hate and despise him.

I hope you meet that special someone in your life soon!

Jing Yang, too lazy to bother with Paliston anymore, turned and walked away. As for whether Kuroro would successfully steal Paliston's secret fish, what did that have to do with him?

"Humans are really interesting..."

Kuroro pondered Paliston's possible mindset and couldn't help but smile.

He turned to look at Paliston, as if he had just recognized him, and exclaimed in surprise, "You're Attorney Paliston? I'm a fan of yours..."

……

On the way back, walking through the viewing area where only a few sleepless passengers were wandering around, Jingyang gazed at the rolling, blurry clouds outside the window, his brows still furrowed.

He didn't leave the room because of Paliston's magic trick of killing people in a locked room, but because he suddenly felt uneasy while lying in bed, as if something was wrong... And this strange feeling of unease still lingers in Jingyang's mind, as if...

Jingyang looked around. In the viewing area, some male and female tourists were wrapped in blankets and sitting together whispering to each other, while some lonely and bored passengers were playing on their phones and occasionally letting out muffled laughs... Everything seemed normal, but something seemed wrong, though Jingyang couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong.

At that very moment, a special Nen ball the size of a fist floated silently in the air.

"Never mind, I'm going back to sleep."

Jingyang rubbed his face with his hands. Anyway, the spaceship would arrive at the station around tomorrow morning.

"That guy Paliston killed, as soon as someone opens his room door, the secret room fish disappear, and the guy who's been eaten halfway through his body dies on the spot... It's best if no one opens his room after we get off the plane, otherwise, buddy, I'll just be caught in the crossfire and inhale a deathly aura for no reason..."

Jingyang walked toward the room, the special Nen ball floating in front of him brushing past him.

……

"its not right."

As Jingyang walked back to his room, he suddenly realized something when he opened the door. "If Kuroro stole Paliston's ability, the fish that ate that fatso's secret room would probably disappear on the spot, and that fatso would immediately become a real fatso..." He turned his head to look in the direction he came from.

Kuroro actually managed to steal Nen abilities from that perverted Paliston? Jingyang shook his head, opened the door, and went inside.

"What fish?"

Xiao Di turned on the room light. Without her glasses on, her two sleepy, pale purple eyes had a captivating quality.

……

Inside the dimly lit spaceship, in the living quarters, entertainment area, and viewing area… fist-sized, head-sized, finger-sized special Nen orbs floated silently in the air, drifting through the walls and skimming the floor, as if it were a dream, not a real existence. The densely packed Nen orbs filled every corner of the spaceship, like a sky full of fireflies.

In the restroom, a special ball of energy passed through the partition and floated out.

Rui Wan's face was ashen, as if all the blood and flesh in his body had been drained away. His eyes were unfocused, and he was still muttering to himself silently.

Chapter 60 was absolutely blissful.

"what!!!!"