Chapter 2

The voice appeared suddenly, and the content it described was rather unbelievable.

"Perception? Exorcism count?"

Mo You came back to his senses, his face expressionless.

As a穿越者 (穿越者 means someone who has traveled through time or to a different world, but there's no direct English equivalent, so I'll use "transmigrator" here), he immediately associated it with a system.

However, was this so-called perception really a system-like existence?

Mo You did not feel excited or happy about it; instead, he couldn't help but think of the nightmare he had last night.

The terrifying resentment in the dream had left a deep impression on him.

The timing of this "voice" appearing was just too coincidental.

Coincidental to the point that it made him suspicious.

After all, he was now in the world of Hunter x Hunter.

In this world, the Nen ability system could materialize "imagination" into reality and evolve into various bizarre abilities.

In other words...

If the dream last night was real, then—

Without confirming the "ability," it was impossible to rule out the possibility that the resentment had tampered with him.

It was possible that he was still in the dream and hadn't woken up, or that he had been implanted with a manipulative "suggestion."

The worst possibility was "memory theft."

The more Mo You thought, the more his thoughts became chaotic.

It was precisely because he had a clear understanding of the ability system in this world that this coincidental occurrence made him think more and more complexly.

After all, even in the original story, there was a Nen ability that could "level up by killing," so what was impossible?

Nen itself was full of infinite possibilities.

Based on this understanding, Mo You's thoughts continued to diverge...

However, he soon calmed down.

Instead of speculating aimlessly, it was better to take practical action to investigate the source of the "voice."

If it was a system-like existence, that would be best.

Even if it wasn't, he needed to figure it out as soon as possible.

"System?"

"Perception?"

"Exorcism?"

Mo You began to try to call out to the voice that appeared in his consciousness.

However, there was no response.

"Is the method wrong...?"

Mo You muttered to himself, then stopped trying to call out and instead focused on recalling the content the "voice" had described.

But after several attempts, there was still no response.

"What is this 'voice'?"

Mo You's brows furrowed slightly.

Whether it was a system or an unknown entity, there was no such thing as a free lunch in this world. Even if there was, the first reaction wouldn't be excitement, but caution.

If he couldn't figure out the full nature of this "voice," he wouldn't be at ease.

However, as long as this so-called "perception" didn't harm him, it was an acceptable situation.

Additionally, he needed to quickly confirm the authenticity of the "exorcism count."

This wasn't difficult; he just needed to find a bit of "post-death resentment" to verify it.

With this in mind, Mo You slightly整理 (整理 means to tidy up, but in this context, it's more about composing himself) his thoughts, then washed up and changed clothes before leaving the room.

As he walked down the corridor, the morning breeze carried a slight chill.

Mo You subconsciously looked at the pond in the courtyard.

It was very calm, with no signs of anything unusual.

"I hope it was just a dream..."

Mo You thought to himself, then headed straight for the main hall.

He soon arrived at the entrance of the main hall, lifted his foot, and stepped over the threshold, entering.

The floor inside the hall was paved with red bricks, and on either side of the entrance stood two vermilion pillars.

At the end of the hall, directly in front of the threshold, were three offering tables. Behind the tables sat a four-meter-tall, three-headed, six-armed golden statue of a Fierce-eyed Vajra.

Apart from this, the hall had no other decorations, making it particularly simple and bright.

Mo You looked up at the Fierce-eyed Vajra.

Every time he saw this statue, he would think of Netero's Nen ability, Hundred-Armed Kannon.

He wondered if he would ever have any interaction with a legendary figure like Netero in the future.

After staring at the Fierce-eyed Vajra for a few seconds, Mo You turned to look at the offering table on the left, which was placed with various items.

There were photos, cotton gloves, DVDs, pendants, and other common items.

These items were all the deceased's belongings left here.

Mo You approached the offering table and looked down at the various items. With just one glance, he noticed a few weak black threads among them.

Their strength was almost zero, posing no threat at all.

Mo You picked up one of the photos with the black threads attached.

The photo showed a well-dressed, alluring woman who looked familiar, like a female celebrity.

Flipping the photo over, he saw a line of writing on the back—

"Erinna Nako, I was so infatuated with you, but why did you never look at me, never, never!!!"

"Uh..."

Mo You's lips twitched slightly.

The deceased who wrote this must have been a fanatical fan, completely devoid of reason and rationality.

No wonder a regular person could cultivate post-death resentment...

"Then, I'll use you to verify it."

Mo You's body was surrounded by a glow of Nen. He slowly gathered the photo with the "resentment" into his hands.

The moment he completed this prayer-like gesture—

Some information about exorcism appeared in Mo You's mind without any warning, as if it was an innate instinct, naturally integrating into his consciousness—

"Exorcism count: 1/1"

Only one use, with no cost or consequences.

Moreover, after completing the exorcism, a versatile "emotional fragment" would be extracted from it.

The essence of these remnants seemed to be the crystallization of the soul...

However, compared to the emotional fragment, the cost-free exorcism was a capability that could drive most Nen users to madness.

This was equivalent to having a "purification" skill in a Nen user's battle, which could instantly remove the Nen effects the enemy had placed on them.

If used properly, it was a trump card that could turn the tide.

If he had no ambitions, he could also exchange this exorcism count for a large sum of money.

The fact that exorcists were considered the most valuable profession was not without reason.

At this moment.

As long as Mo You was willing, he could remove the "resentment" from the photo at any time.

But he naturally wouldn't waste such a precious exorcism count on a photo.

"The condition for use is 'contact'..."

Mo You understood and put the photo back on the offering table.

Just as he put the photo down, a hurried footsteps sounded from outside the hall.

Mo You turned to look at the entrance and saw a bald man in a gray linen robe with a beard quickly step over the threshold and enter the hall.

The man was his father from his previous life—Hawk.

"What are you doing here so early in the morning?"

Hawk looked at Mo You, clearly surprised.

"I..."

Mo You was about to come up with a reason to敷衍 (敷衍 means to应付 (应付 means to deal with or handle, but in this context, it's more about giving a perfunctory response) it, but he was interrupted by Hawk before he could speak.

"Breakfast is ready. Remember to go eat it later, and after that, sweep the yard. Oh, by the way, I'm going on a trip and might be gone for ten to fifteen days. While I'm away, if you don't want to receive visitors, just lock the front door. Don't call me unless it's an emergency."

Hawk hurriedly gave these instructions and then, without waiting for Mo You's response, turned and left.

"..."

Mo You was speechless.

From start to finish, he didn't get a chance to respond.

"Speaking of which... Hawk doesn't have Nen."

Mo You's gaze swept over Hawk's head, where a smoke-like life energy was naturally dissipating.