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As soon as Mitt was mentioned, the boss immediately pointed him in the direction and told him to walk along a river on the island. However, starting from this location, the journey was quite long and it would take an ordinary person at least half a day to walk there.
The circle on Whale Island is not big, and Mitte's pub is well received by the locals. Many coolies will go there for a drink and entertainment after get off work or when they have nothing to do.
In addition, there is the famous Kingfish. The king of the swamp was caught by the Golden Fishing Fish, which caused quite a stir. Even after all these years, it is still mentioned occasionally and talked about with great interest.
So, everyone on the island knew about this family.
When Long found Mitte's tavern, it was already dark.
The houses here are relatively scattered, not next to each other... more like a village. There may be a family every 100 meters, one in the east and one in the west, some built on the hillside, some on the flat land, not many people... small and quiet.
It's dinner time now, and smoke is already rising from some houses and courtyards.
The aroma of rice wafts out...
As for Xiaojie's house, it is too conspicuous. The building is entangled with a big tree and stands at the roots, which is very eye-catching.
Long recognized it at a glance.
However, he appeared at a fortuitous time and happened to see an interesting scene.
Xiaojie, who should be only six years old this year, had messy, dirty, and leaf-hanging clothes. He stood at the door, bent down and bowed to apologize to the orange-haired Mitt, saying sorry.
"Xiao Jie, I've told you many times that you must come back before dark..."
"Aunt Mitt..."
Xiaojie looked a little embarrassed.
"It won't happen again."
Mitt didn't act too harsh. After all, it was normal for a child of this age to be a little naughty. Besides, his grandmother also said that for Xiaojie, who had grown up without his parents, the forest was like his "father", so she shouldn't worry too much.
But how could Mitt not think too much... Xiaojie looks too much like Jin!
As a cousin who grew up with Kim, Mitt doesn't want Xiaojie to follow the same path as Kim, but as she grows older, Xiaojie's characteristics become more and more similar to that of that man.
"Excuse me...are you still open?"
At this moment, the sound of footsteps was heard, interrupting the atmosphere between Mitt and Xiaojie.
Following the voice, I saw a stranger wearing a white shirt, with a suit jacket on his shoulder and a smile on his face.
Mitt was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Welcome."
Xiaojie, who was standing beside him, also looked at Long and saw that he was an outsider...
The person in front of him had a 'big city' vibe, not like someone from a small place like theirs.
Then, Mitt took the initiative to open the door.
Xiaojie also nodded politely to Long...
When Long passed by Xiaojie, he reached out and rubbed his head...
Xiaojie's hair is a bit prickly and hard...
The lights in the house were on, and the decoration was very homely. A few familiar customers were sitting there chatting... When they saw Xiaojie come in, they smiled at each other and joked, "Xiaojie... you're back late again!"
"Your Aunt Mitte is very worried about you..."
Facing the teasing from his elders, Xiao Jie scratched his head and smiled a little awkwardly. Then he glanced at Long who was sitting at the bar, and ran to wash his hands and prepare to eat.
Just now, this man touched his head, which made Xiaojie feel a little weird...
For some reason, he felt that this guest was a little different... especially... the 'smell' emanating from his body.
"Would you like something to eat? Or a drink?"
There were two people behind the long table at the bar. One was sitting on a chair. She was Xiaojie's great-grandmother, also Kim and Mitt's grandmother.
The other one was the proprietress Mitte, she asked Long.
"Brother...I recommend you..."
Several local regular customers nearby enthusiastically introduced Mitt's cooking skills to Long.
"I'm a little hungry, so I'll have some of the wine they recommended... As for the wine, it's up to you." Long took off his sunglasses and looked around the interior of the pub. In addition to drinking and eating, it seemed that they also sold some groceries... The business scope was very wide.
This is the business area on the first floor, and the second floor is mostly private residences.
"If you're alone, one portion is enough. It's a big portion..."
Mitt kindly reminded.
Long doesn't look like an ordinary person who does hard labor. Compared to them, he is dressed a bit "exquisitely" and his suit looks very expensive.
"fine."
Long smiled lightly.
Mitt didn't say anything. He poured him a glass of wine and went to the kitchen to start preparing.
Oboro started chatting with a few guests, and they were all asked why they came to Whale Island and why they found this place so late at night...
Long also told the truth, saying that he was here for tourism, and the expressions of several people were very surprised...
Long laughed at himself, thinking that he was dressed too formally and looked a bit out of place... It seemed that wherever he went, he could be seen as a foreigner. The other party told him not to mind it, because it was a small place like theirs and there were not many tourists... They were all familiar with each other.
Thank you for liking Whale Island.
Long was mingling with a few residents, but out of the corner of his eye he was glancing at Xiaojie who was sitting in the corner.
The boy was holding a plate and eating by himself... He didn't disturb the guests and was very sensible.
Xiaojie had been stealing glances at him, and when Long's eyes swept over him, he immediately lowered his head, fearing that Long would find it impolite...
"Very sharp..."
The corner of Long's mouth curled up.
He discovered that Xiaojie could always instinctively avoid looking at him... This was not something that most children could do.
It’s different…
Chapter 54: Morning Picnic
Mitt’s cooking skills are really good, especially the omelette rice and mushroom soup, which Long ate all.
After a while, he was the only one left in the store.
It’s getting late…
However, he was still chatting with Mitt... After seeing Long finish his meal, Xiaojie started to occasionally interject a few words, just asking about the outside world.
Mitt 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. Mitt did not ask about Long's identity or work, which was very appropriate.
Finally, seeing that it was getting late...Long paid the bill, waved goodbye and left.
Mitt wanted to take him to a nearby family hotel, but Long refused...
"Then you tonight..." As a foreigner without a place to stay, Mitt felt a little bit reluctant. After thinking about it, she decided to let Long and Xiaojie stay in the same room and spend the night there first.
"Thank you, it's really not necessary...it's okay."
But Long declined the offer.
Under Mitt's gaze, he disappeared into the night.
"What a strange person..."
Mitt muttered.
Xiaojie stuck half of his head out from behind the store door, looked in the direction Long disappeared, and smiled: "I think the uncle is a nice person... He can chat with everyone."
"Take a shower and go to bed."
Mitt glanced at him and urged.
"Ok."
Xiaojie answered obediently and ran up to the second floor.
Although he heard about the prosperity of big cities from Long, Xiaojie didn't yearn for it in his heart. He still felt that Whale Island was good... It was his home.
On the other side, Long 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, it is pure without a trace of impurities... infinitely in line with the essence of 'nature', but in fact, it has an innate wildness and intuition inside..." Long's mind replayed the scene of negotiating with Xiaojie just now, especially Xiaojie'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 and energy indicate 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 Xiaojie, if they had not died early, would have had limitless achievements in the future.
Long 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 Jinfulix and Xiaojie are naturally formed... If it was a few years ago, Long 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, Long can easily see through Xiaojie'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 monstrous. 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, several years have passed since Long 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." Long muttered to himself, resting his head on his arms.