HxH: I Will Be Supreme

Mito's cooking skills are really good, especially the omelette rice and mushroom soup, which Oboro ate.

After a while, he was the only one left in the store.

It was getting late.

However, he was still chatting with Mito. After seeing Oboro finish his meal, Gon started to occasionally interject a few words, just asking about the outside world.

Mito said that Whale Island was not a big place and there was nothing much to see, but compared to the big cities outside, it was not bad if you just wanted to relax. Mito was very sensible and did not ask about Oboro's identity or work.

Finally, seeing that it was getting late, Oboro paid the bill, waved goodbye and left.

Mito wanted to take him to a nearby family hotel, but Oboro refused.

"Then tonight..." As a foreigner without a place to stay, Mito felt a little bit reluctant. After thinking about it, she decided to let Oboro and Gon stay in the same room and spend the night there first.

"Thank you, it's really not necessary. It's okay."

But Oboro declined the offer.

Under Mito's gaze, he disappeared into the night.

"What a strange person..."

Mito muttered.

Gon stuck half of his head out from behind the store door, looked in the direction Oboro disappeared, and smiled "I think the uncle is a nice person. He can chat with everyone."

"Take a shower and go to bed."

Mito glanced at him and urged.

"OK."

Gon answered obediently and ran up to the second floor.

Although he heard about the prosperity of big cities from Oboro, Gon didn't yearn for it in his heart. He still felt that Whale Island was good. It was his home.

On the other side, Oboro left and went straight into the forest, planning to camp outdoors.

Having practiced hard in the mountains in the past, he has long been accustomed to this kind of lifestyle.

He found a cliff, lit a bonfire, lay on the ground and looked at the stars in the night sky. After coming to this world, he has been practicing hard.

It feels good to calm your heart occasionally and enjoy the tranquility of this world.

More haste, less speed. Being too tense all the time is not a good thing either.

"On the surface, he is pure without a trace of impurities, infinitely in line with the essence of 'nature,' but in fact, he has an innate wildness and intuition inside," Oboro's mind replayed the scene of negotiating with Gon just now, especially Gon's eyes, and he couldn't help but chuckle.

"He is too young, and his flesh and blood have not yet shown his extraordinary side, but the hidden energy indicates a potential and vigorous vitality. The invisible aura he exudes is warm, powerful, and very positive."

No wonder that guy Hisoka likes it.

Anyone with a little bit of insight and careful observation can see that people like Gon, if they had not died early, would have had limitless achievements in the future.

Oboro once integrated himself into nature in pursuit of understanding life energy. His method is a kind of acquired refinement. To use Biscuit's words, it is like a piece of gemstone with mixed texture, which becomes dazzling after being modified by "external artificial" little by little. But even so, it still cannot change the fact that the texture is poor. And the likes of Ging and Gon are naturally formed. If it was a few years ago, Oboro might not be able to explain it. Now he understands that it is "heart."

The hearts of the two are purer, and he can only try his best to feel and experience. Maybe he will be able to surpass the former in the future, but he will have to put in more effort, including the speed of growth, and there will also be a gap.

The innate cannot be reversed.

Therefore, with a certain level of attainment, Oboro can easily see through Gon's "uniqueness."

This kind of person becomes a Nen user, and his progress on the path of practice is extremely fast. Looking at the original work, as the protagonists, Gon and Killua's talents can no longer be described as enchanting. How long was it from the time they became hunters to the end of the Ant Arc?

Their strength is already far superior to what it was at the beginning, and how long did it take for people like him, including Hisoka, to reach this level?

At least, it has been several years since Oboro traveled to this world.

Oboro has always said that Hisoka has abnormal talent, but that is only within a certain degree, depending on who you compare him with.

At least compared to him, Hisoka is better.

But if put together with someone like Moritonio, not to mention Hisoka, even he can leave the latter far behind.

"The nature and character have created an extraordinary will. Such people are undoubtedly the favorites of God. They are rarely disturbed by external things. Once they decide on a goal, they will move forward courageously," Oboro muttered to himself, resting his head on his arms.

How enviable.

However, compared to Gon, Oboro actually likes Killua a little more.

Because Gon's personality is more in line with the tone of "Nen," but sometimes his beliefs are too strong and he will not consider the consequences, which will bring hidden dangers to himself and the people around him. In contrast, Killua is undoubtedly more tactful. The doctrine of the Zoldyck family, including Illumi's Nen needle, has taught Killua to put his own safety first. He will weigh the risks in everything he does, and it was only after meeting Gon that he showed signs of change.

He smacked his lips.

Maybe this is the difference between geniuses and mortals like them. It is because their thoughts are purer and they don't have so many distractions that they can be so ridiculously strong. But as a time traveler, Oboro thinks that it is the buff of the protagonist's halo.

Killua has the inheritance and resources of several generations of the Zoldyck family, and Gon has none of these. From this point of view, Oboro feels that in terms of potential alone, Gon is a little bit higher than Killua. After all, when the two met, Killua had already started devilish training since he was a child, while Gon was at the "newbie" level.

But the gap between the two is not obvious, they are at the same level.

In addition, Oboro also noticed Mito's desire to protect Gon.

This woman is very conflicted and entangled. She wants to make up for Gon's lack of love, but she is also afraid that Gon will become the second Ging.

Gon doesn't know yet that his father is a hunter and is not dead. Kite's arrival in a few years will reveal everything to him.

Oboro didn't want to do anything unnecessary.

He just came to take a look. He didn't plan to do anything extra, and he wasn't very interested in Gon. He was more concerned about himself.

I told you, I just came here for a spin.

The next morning, when Oboro woke up, his clothes were wet and covered with dew.

He took off his clothes, hung them on a tree branch to dry, and walked to a river bank, ready to fish and have an outdoor barbecue.

However, he did not go into the water. He just sat cross-legged on the shore, shaking gravel in his palms, and looking at the clear water. Unconsciously, some birds in the forest flew down to his vicinity to feed and rest, and some brave birds even stood directly above his head.

Whoosh!

In a moment, a stone was ejected by him, splashing water on the river surface, and the birds were startled and flew away in all directions.

Soon, a fat fish with its belly turned up floated up and was washed nearby by the current.

Oboro went forward and picked it up.

Then he sat back down.

In the morning, there were many small animals moving around in the forest. With the hazy and constantly changing smell, gradually some wild animals such as squirrels and foxes approached, and did not regard him as a threat. A group of birds that had just been scared away also reappeared on the surrounding branches, chirping.

Snap, snap.

In just a few minutes, there were already seven or eight fish on the shore.

Oboro clapped his hands, slowly stood up, and threw two of the fish he had caught to the fox that had been circling around him as a treat.

Then he strung the remaining food together with branches, found an open space, made a fire, and started grilling.

The bonfire was lit, dispelling a bit of the cold air.

Oboro placed the fish skewers by the fire, glanced at the grass under the shadow of the tree on the left, and said calmly, "Do you want to eat together?"

As the words fell, the grass trembled and a head popped up.

It's Gon.

He looked at Oboro with sparkling eyes, but a somewhat awkward expression, and in his hand was a food box wrapped in a cloth.

He had been squatting there for a long time and had seen everything that had just happened.

Gon knew very well that the animals in this forest were very repulsive to human presence. He had gone through a lot of changes in order to travel here. This was the first time he had seen someone keep company with these animals.

Aunt Mito was worried about Oboro leaving at night and having nowhere to stay, so she asked Gon to go and see if Oboro was nearby. Maybe he had already left, or had found someone to live with, which would be the best.

However, after running around outside, Gon was sure that Oboro had gone into the mountain because he had a very sensitive nose and could smell the scent on the uncle.

After he reported this to his family, Mito became even more worried. She prepared breakfast and asked Gon to look for him quickly to make sure nothing happened.

Gon quickly found the cliff where Oboro had camped last night, but there was only a pile of charcoal fire left. The uncle's scent had also mysteriously disappeared. He had found his way here by following some traces of footsteps.

When he arrived, he just saw Oboro hitting fish with stones.

"Well, we are all very worried about you, so Aunt Mito asked me to bring you some food," Gon's face is still very young and his expression is innocent. He was a little shy after being discovered by Oboro.

Oboro smiled and waved at him.

When Gon saw his action, his eyes sparkled, as if he had received some kind of response.

Quickly trot over.

"You haven't eaten either, let's eat together." Oboro took the lunch box, opened it, and gave half to Gon.

"Thanks."

Gon took it with both hands.

"Uncle, you are so awesome! This is the first time I see them not afraid of people!" Gon praised from the bottom of his heart, looking at the creatures that were still moving around him while speaking, as if he treated them as friends.

Uncle.

Oboro's hand holding the chopsticks trembled, and he forced a smile: "From what you said, can you do it too?"

"Um!"

Gon nodded vigorously: "But it took me a long time to make them accept me."

"Then you are also very good."

Oboro said politely.

"Uncle..."

"My name is Oboro, you can call me Mr. Oboro."

Gon's carefree side was revealed at this time. After all, he was just a child with a simple mind. He didn't notice that Oboro's mouth was a little stiff, revealing the joy of meeting new friends and finding "people of the same kind." "Mr. Oboro, how did you hit the fish underwater with stones? This is not something that ordinary people can do. I can see them and observe their swimming position and direction, but it is not easy to catch them, let alone shoot them with only stones."

"There's no technique. You just have to throw it with more force and speed than they can react."

Oboro explained while eating.

After hearing this, Gon looked at him with a hint of admiration.

This kind of thing, for little kids, especially little boys, is still quite cool!

"Can I do that, too?"

"Well, just train hard, you're still too young."

"I will definitely do my best!"

Gon clenched his fists and looked determined.

"Good."