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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, Long 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, Long also noticed Mitt's desire to protect Xiaojie.
This woman is very conflicted and entangled... She wants to make up for Xiaojie's lack of love, but she is also afraid that Xiaojie will become the second Jin.
Xiaojie doesn't know yet that his father is a hunter and is not dead... Kate's arrival in a few years will reveal everything to him.
Long 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 Xiaojie... He was more concerned about himself.
I told you... I just came here for a spin.
The next morning, when Long 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!
After a moment, he threw a stone, splashing water on the surface of the river. The birds were frightened and flew away in all directions.
Soon, a fat fish with its belly turned up floated up and was washed nearby by the current.
Long 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.
clap clap clap...
In just a few minutes, there were already seven or eight fish on the shore...
Long 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 I 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...
Long 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 Xiaojie.
He looked at Long 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.
Xiaojie 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 Mitt was worried about Long leaving at night and having nowhere to stay, so she asked Xiaojie to go and see if Long was nearby. Maybe he had already left... or had found someone to live with, which would be the best.
However, after running around outside, Xiao Jie was sure that Long 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, Mitt became even more worried. He prepared breakfast and asked Xiaojie to look for him quickly to make sure nothing happened...
Xiao Jie quickly found the cliff where Long 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 I arrived, I just saw Long hitting fish with stones.
"Well... we are all very worried about you, so Aunt Mitt asked me to bring you some food..." Xiaojie's face is still very young and his expression is innocent... He was a little shy after being discovered by Long.
Long Yile smiled and waved at him.
When Xiaojie 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." Long took the lunch box, opened it, and gave half to Xiaojie.
"Thank you."
Xiaojie took it with both hands.
"Uncle, you are so awesome... This is the first time I see them not afraid of people!" Xiao Jie 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…
Long's hand holding the chopsticks trembled, and he forced a smile: "From what you said, can you do it too?"
"Ok!"
Xiaojie nodded vigorously: "But it took me a long time to make them accept me."
"Then you are also very good..."
Long said politely.
"Uncle..."
"My name is Long, you can call me Mr. Long..."
Xiaojie's carefree side was revealed at this time. After all, he was just a child with a simple mind. He didn't notice that Long's mouth was a little stiff, revealing the joy of meeting new friends and finding "people of the same kind". "Mr. Long... 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."
Long explained while eating.
After hearing this, Xiaojie looked at her 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 work hard!"
Xiaojie clenched his fists and looked determined.
"it is good……"
Chapter 55 Follower
After finishing the meal and getting dressed, Long gave Xiaojie some money and asked him to take it back.
Let him thank Mitt on his behalf.
You can't eat food made by others for free.
Xiaojie didn't refuse either.
After returning home, he told everyone about the magical scene that he had witnessed.
Words are inspiring.
After hearing this, Mitt's mind unconsciously flashed back to Jin's image...
She vaguely realized that Long's identity might not be simple, and even had some guesses.
But he didn't say anything.
In the following period of time, Xiaojie would go to the forest early every day, on the one hand to bring food to Long, and on the other hand to be a follower. He could find many wonderful things about Long... For example, Long seemed to be able to communicate with some animals and let them act according to his orders.
And within a few days, he had figured out the situation in the forest and was more familiar with it than he was.
He can easily find the habitat and nest of a certain creature... lead Xiaojie to contact the survival essence of nature and the food chain, and explain and popularize science like chatting. In addition, Xiaojie also found that Mr. Long would practice from time to time... perform boxing and kicking in an open space, or sit in meditation and breathe.
Usually at this time, Xiaojie would not disturb Long, but just watch obediently from the side...
In short, Long taught him a lot... It was also a very interesting period for Xiaojie. He was full of energy every day, and as soon as the sun rose from the horizon, he couldn't wait to find Long.
Mitt originally wanted to stop it...but he changed his mind because of what his grandmother said.
In Jin's absence, Xiaojie lacked fatherly love... With the appearance of Long, at least in the short term, it was a kind of compensation. The most important thing is that although Xiaojie has a sunny personality and is loved by the locals... there are almost no people who can really get along with him.
As family members, both of them could sense that there was something in Xiaojie that was different from other people.
Just like Kim...
And Long...seemed like Xiaojie had found a kindred spirit.
Therefore, Mitt finally did not stop the relationship. In her opinion, Long was from another place and would leave soon.
……
While on vacation, Long continued to practice martial arts.
With his current foundation, more than two months is enough for him to master a technique.
Moreover, what he learned this time was not martial arts... but the method of breathing, circulation and regulating breath in traditional Chinese martial arts. From a systematic analysis, the breathing technique in his previous life was helpful in warming up the blood and qi, refreshing the mind and nourishing essence... If maintained for a long time, it would allow the physical body to break through the upper limit and have a significant increase... It was also very beneficial for stimulating the 'mind', and the most intuitive thing was that it would make the qi become more vigorous.
Breathing and martial arts are two completely different directions, one tends to be internal, the other is more external, and is simply an external technique... But if you want to master breathing, the difficulty is no less than that of martial arts, and may even be more difficult.
He could only start practicing from the basics, including static breathing, abdominal breathing, pause breathing, intention breathing and finally word-reading breathing. Only after fully mastering these breathing methods could he further practice the secret technique of swallowing and exhaling in the internal school.
The Chinese martial arts recommended by the system all originated from Long's memories in his previous life, but he was not familiar with martial arts in his previous life. He only had a one-sided understanding through some media, such as books, mobile phones and computers... The strength of the system lies in that it can deduce and extend the complete version based on his attributes and physical data, and at the same time formulate targeted training methods.
Strictly speaking, the Chinese martial arts he practiced were all killing techniques!
Not the stuff that's not presentable.
Chinese martial arts have always existed. They were first used to kill people...especially during a certain period in the previous life, during wars, they demonstrated tremendous power. However, as the national situation stabilized, the true essence of Chinese martial arts was blocked by the government and was only circulated in a small number of institutions for the training of special arms.
There are very few true successors among the people.
There is no way, because the lethality is too strong, and it is possible to kill people with one strike... If it is widely spread and abused, the consequences will be serious. So, gradually... the real national martial arts killing skills slowly withdrew from the stage of history and evolved into another gentle national martial arts that no longer emphasizes killing the enemy, but strengthening the body... These national martial arts emphasize posture, appearance, and metaphysics, and the main focus is on fancy punches and embroidered kicks.
And then when they really started fighting... they were beaten unilaterally, and the reputation of Chinese martial arts plummeted.