Chapter 244: Difficulties
It took three days for the mast ship named "Ellen" to finally arrive near the coast of Port Island.
During the three-day voyage, the Ellen was attacked by pirates twice.
Moyu was ready to lend a helping hand, but he didn't need to help at all, and the crew of the Ellen easily repelled the pirates.
Their tacit cooperation and skillful methods were all seen by Moyu.
For this group of crew members, dealing with pirates must be a commonplace thing.
What surprised Moyu was that the captain, who had basically not shown his face since he boarded the ship, was actually a low-profile Nen user.
The reason why the crew was able to repel the pirates safely was mainly because the captain calmed the situation.
Moyu was watching from the side at that time, and thus saw the strength of the captain, who was undoubtedly a senior Nen user who was proficient in advanced Nen skills.
Just taking a boat to meet a master, it is inevitable that Moyu has a strange feeling that "there are actually quite a few Nen users".
On the sea, the mast ship cut through the waves.
"We will reach Porter Island in about an hour."
After asking a middle-aged crew member for the voyage information, Moyu looked at the blue horizon ahead.
The five continents and various archipelagos in the Hunter World are actually highly similar to the continental plates in the previous life, and even in terms of culture, there is a sense of "same origin".
This can be seen from the ninja culture of Porter Island and even the local specialty food such as sushi.
Moyu is still a little curious about the upcoming Porter Island.
However, he will focus on Lin Wanci's sword swinging, and I am afraid he will not have much time to travel in Hanzo's country.
And I heard from the crew that the residents on Porter Island are very xenophobic, and the whole country has a tendency to "close the country to the outside world".
"Finally, we're almost there."
Menqi handed Moyou a plate of freshly cut sashimi, as thin as a cicada's wing, and said weakly: "Sailing is more boring than I thought."
During these three days, Menqi was very excited on the first day, taking a fishing rod to catch some fish that she had never cooked before.
But after the novelty wore off, there was no more excitement of catching new ingredients.
This made her eager to go ashore and go to Port Island to find ingredients she had never seen before.
Moyou took the sashimi and smiled: "I heard from the crew that there is no place to land on Port Island in the route, so they will send us there by boat."
"It sounds so troublesome."
After handing the sashimi to Moyou, Menqi lowered her head to clean up the kitchen utensils.
Moyou picked up a piece of sashimi and put it in his mouth, whispering: "The trouble is the return trip, maybe we can't find a boat to leave."
Menqi didn't care much.
For her, as long as she practiced and grew with Moyou, it didn't matter where she was.
An hour later
The Ailian arrived at the offshore area of Porter Island.
The crew dropped a small boat and then signaled Moyu and Mengqi to prepare to board the ship.
At this moment, the captain of the Ailian suddenly came over.
"I will take them there."
"Ah?"
Hearing their captain's words, the crew standing on the side of the ship looked at each other.
This was the first time they saw their captain take the initiative to send people to the island.
"You two, follow."
The captain ignored the surprised reactions of his crew members, gestured to Moyu and Mengqi to follow, and then landed on the boat directly along the zip line.
Moyu and Mengqi looked at each other, and then jumped onto the boat.
The captain glanced at them, picked up the oars, and rowed the boat towards the beach not far away.
"Why are you going to Porter Island?"
As the boat rowed a distance, the captain suddenly asked.
Hearing this, Mengqi almost blurted out that she wanted to practice.
She held back from speaking at the last moment and turned to look at Moyu.
Moyou shook his head helplessly, then looked at the captain and said calmly: "I heard that Porter Island has many delicacies that are not available on other continents. We are very interested in this aspect."
"..."
The captain didn't say anything after hearing this.
Soon, the boat rushed onto the beach against the waves.
The captain stood at the bow, silently watching Moyou and Menqi.
"Thank you."
Moyou thanked him, then led Menqi to jump onto the beach and walked towards the forest in the distance.
The captain looked at their backs as they went away, and suddenly said: "My ship will pass by here once every half a month, and the time is about the same as now."
"..."
Moyou looked back at the captain in surprise, but saw that the other party had turned around and pushed the boat into the sea.
It seems that there is no need to worry about the return trip.
Stopping, Moyou watched the captain of the Ailian leave.
When the ship went away, Moyou retracted his gaze, crossed the beach with Menqi, and walked straight into the dense forest.
After walking for a while in the forest, Moyu found that the trees here were all growing amazingly and lushly, and it seemed that few humans had set foot here.
Wright was right, this place was filled with a strong breath of life.
After walking in the forest for about two hours, Moyu and Menqi found a suitable place near the waterfall.
In the next three months, they will practice here.
After determining the temporary residence, Moyu was not in a hurry to activate the effect of the temporary 10,000-time sword swing.
He planned to start after midnight.
Night fell.
At midnight, the moon was high.
Moyu stood by the waterfall, holding an ordinary long sword.
"Consumption of 10,000 sword swings"
Closing his eyes tightly, Moyu chose Lin·Manci to swing his sword deep in his consciousness.
From this moment on, he will complete the standard ten thousand swings of the knife every day.
"let's start……"
Moyu slowly opened his eyes, held the knife in both hands and raised it above his head, then slashed it forward.
Accompanied by a slight sound of breaking through the air, a flash of sword light disappeared in an instant, and the tip of the long sword hung above the ground.
The action is completed, but the count deep in the consciousness remains unchanged.
This shows that the action of swinging the knife is not up to standard.
"Is it too fast..."
Moyou put away the knife, slowed down slightly, and then swung the knife forward again.
This time, counting began deep in my consciousness.
"1/10000"
"One swing of the knife takes about 4 to 5 seconds. In other words, it takes about 14 hours to complete 10,000 swings of the knife. The premise is that each swing of the knife must meet the standard."
While Moyu was thinking to himself, he swung his sword again.
Try your best to ensure that every swing of the knife reaches the standard, otherwise it is very likely to fail due to lack of time.
Subsequently, Moyu swung the knife down ten times, and only six times reached the standard.
"It doesn't seem that easy."
Moyu braced himself and swung each sword seriously.
About twenty-one hours passed.
Moyu didn't eat or drink, and he didn't take a break in the middle. He just continued playing for 21 hours before completing the 10,000 check-in task on the first day.
The whole process can be described as difficult.
But precisely because of this, Moyo is looking forward to the results and rewards in three months.
Menqi spent the whole day watching Moyu swing his sword.
She didn't know why Moyu suddenly practiced sword practice, and the training method on the first day was to swing the sword non-stop for twenty-one hours...
The concentration shown when wielding the knife prevented Menqi from making any intervention.
All kinds of delicacies with delicious colors and aromas carefully prepared using local ingredients can only be put aside to cool down.
It wasn't until around nine o'clock in the evening that Men Qi finally saw Moyu stop wielding the knife and sat down tiredly.
"Master, drink water."
Seeing this, Menqi quickly came to Moyu with a glass of water.
Moyu was slightly startled, put the long knife beside him, took the water handed over by Menqi, and drank it in one gulp.
It lasted about twenty-one hours, and there was no specific count of how many times the knife was swung.
As a rough estimate, it should be more than 15,000 times.
Before starting, Moyo had expected that the process would be difficult.
But I didn’t expect that the first day would take twenty-one hours.
"Once you become more proficient, you should be able to reduce the time to about fourteen hours."
Moyu put down the water glass, deeply aware of the difficulty of swinging the knife ten thousand times, and at the same time full of expectations for the unknown reward three months later.
Sometimes, perhaps something directly presented on the table can arouse people's motivation to pursue.
But the unknown ahead can actually arouse people's sense of expectation.
Moyu doesn't know what he will get in three months, but he won't be anxious about it.
Before receiving the reward, he will concentrate on swinging the sword ten thousand times every day.
"Master, I'm going to help you prepare food now."
Looking at Mo Yu's tired face, Menqi put away the water glass and said quickly.
Moyu shook his head and said, "No need to bother."
As he spoke, he pointed to those eating by the campfire.
"Isn't it already available?"
"But Master, the meat is already cold..."
"It doesn't matter, I don't want to waste every dish you cook for me."
The rest time left for Moyu was less than three hours. If he waited for Menqi to prepare food again, he should not need to sleep.
Just his casual words caused a ripple in Menqi's heart.
"..."
Menqi's heartbeat was a little fast. Seeing Moyou's persistence, she could only obediently take the meat and pour another glass of water.
Moyu was thirsty and hungry now, and he was engrossed in browsing these delicacies carefully prepared by Menqi.
"tasty……"
Moyu said vaguely while devouring the food.
A smile suddenly appeared on Menqi's face. She sat on the floor with her arms around her legs and her cheek on her knees. She tilted her head slightly and looked quietly at Moyu, who was eating meat.
To become a powerful food hunter, it’s not just about discovering all kinds of unknown delicacies.
This feeling of satisfaction now...
That's what I want too.
Menqi thought quietly in his heart.
The bright moonlight fell on her body, exuding a hazy brilliance.
It’s hard to imagine that this girl who was so impatient and aggressive in the original work would also have such a quiet side.
In the darkness beyond.
A pair of Gujing Wubo eyes were also looking at Moyou and Menqi quietly.
After seeing this scene under the moonlight, a trace of nostalgia appeared in these eyes that seemed to have experienced a long time.
Three hours later.
midnight midnight.
Moyu finished his rest and began to swing his knife.
"1/10000"
A new round of swinging the knife ten thousand times begins again.
Menqi heard the noise, opened her eyes, and looked at Moyu who started practicing again with some surprise.
Then she looked down at the waterproof watch on her wrist. The hands stayed at zero.
"Master has only rested for three hours..."
Menqi was very surprised and wanted to ask, but seeing that Moyu was already in the state, it was difficult to disturb him.
"I can't slack off either."
With an inexplicable feeling in her heart, Men Qi got up from the ground.
Moyou's hard work made her feel a sense of distance.
In order to avoid watching her master's back go away in the future, Men Qi realized that she had to work harder than her master.
She got up quietly and began her daily practice.
Time passed, the sun rose and set.
In the blink of an eye, it was night again.
The second round of sword swinging took Moyou about twenty-one hours.
It was just that the fatigue that had not been eliminated last night had accumulated to today, making Moyou feel even more tired now.
Men Qi saw it and felt that no matter what kind of practice, it should be gradual, rather than working so hard from the beginning.
But she did not ask Moyou why he had to work so hard. Instead, like a competent wife and mother, she prepared a sumptuous meal when Moyou was exhausted.
Then came the third day, the fourth day, the fifth day...
Time passed like a white horse, and a month passed quickly.
After a month of swinging the sword thousands of times, Moyou went from "twenty-one hours" at the beginning to "fifteen hours" now.
Moreover, the swinging of the knife became more and more standard and stable.
There were even a few days when there were no mistakes, and the standard 10,000 swings were perfectly achieved.
When this state tends to be stable, you can try to speed up the speed of each swing.
"Huh..."
After completing the 10,000 swings of the knife today, Moyou let out a long breath and looked at the waterfall in front of him.
Although tired, there was an indescribable sense of tranquility.
After only one month of persistence, Moyou suddenly didn't care about the unknown reward after three months.
Instead, he had a thought about how long he could persist.
If he just walked all the way to the end...
What would the scenery be like waiting for him?
Moyou's thoughts turned, and he quietly stared at the falling and drifting white water.
"There are still two months..."
"But I'm actually starting to worry that this day will come too soon."
Moyou laughed and shook his head slightly.
"Master, come quickly, today is river mushroom soup."
Menqi's sound of eating came at the right time.
Now she has roughly figured out the time when Moyou will end swinging the knife.
So he could always serve hot and delicious food to Moyou who had just finished his training.
"Here it is."
Moyou walked over and took a bowl of soup with rich and fresh flavor from Mengqi very naturally.
"Mengqi, have you thought about it?"
Moyou held the soup and looked at Mengqi under the firelight.
He was asking about the development direction of his mind ability.
"Yeah."
Menqi nodded. She always smiled in front of Moyou and said slowly:
"I have seriously considered the master's suggestion. If I can give food a new possibility without affecting the 'taste', then I am willing to work hard for it, but... I don't have much confidence."
"Menqi."
Moyou smiled and said softly: "You are the youngest star food hunter in the future. If it is you, there will be no problem."
"..."
Menqi glanced to the side in a panic when she heard it.
Her face was flushed, but it was covered by the reflected firelight.
Pouring Qi into food to give it various buffs...
Sky Arena.
The name of the tumbler Hisoka resounds throughout this fighting paradise.
From the beginning, he was defeated but never gave up, to the strong strength he has shown as the host now.
Countless spectators in the Sky Arena witnessed this process.
Great, tumbler Hisoka!
This is the inner reflection of countless spectators, who became Hisoka's fans.
So--
Whenever Hisoka appears in public, you can always hear the respectful "tumbler" shouts from fans.
If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight.
But Hisoka thinks this "crown" is too heavy.
But in order to wait for "that day" to come, Hisoka is willing to bear it all.
"It's been a month..."
Hisoka stood in front of the French window of the high-rise room, staring at the distant sky.
His figure looks like a sense of "looking forward to it"...