Chapter 251: It's Really Difficult

As users of Nen within the 'human category', the training speed of Menchi and the other two was undoubtedly quite slow.

Although from their own perspective, their progress was as fast as a rocket, in terms of the Dark Continent's power system, their improvement might not be very helpful in dealing with dangers. It could only enable them to adapt better to the environment and provide some capital for survival.

But from Oboro's point of view, that was enough.

They stayed in this area for a whole year and a half.

Yes, exactly a year and a half.

Oboro patiently taught the three of them.

"Your Hatsu ability, 'Devil's Scrutiny', has a mental coercion effect. As your willpower increases, the suppression will also increase. Your ability is fixed, and I can't change it. Although it is limited and requires the target to be unable to resist and have a weak consciousness to work, based on these two points, subsequent development can try to avoid it.

If your aura is strong enough and your mind is resilient enough, even without physically suppressing your opponent, you can make him lose his ability to act just by relying on mental fluctuations. Moreover, it's not limited to one-on-one; it can be distance-based."

The next day, Anthony, whose face vaguely showed devilish lines and whose eyes had turned red, stood aside and gave instructions.

At that time, Anthony faced a hairless elephant that had separated from the group. This creature weighed dozens of tons, which was more than ten times larger than the elephants of the human world. It was also the food of another monster, the horned dinosaur. The hairless elephant had very smooth skin, and although it looked somewhat naive, it was a devastating danger to humans.

Not only was their skin extremely hard, but they were also incredibly strong. Their trunks could not only roll up mud and swing it around, but they could also fire attacks like air cannons.

With a bang!

As Oboro spoke, Anthony's Nen power exploded and he was hit by the gas grenade. He flew dozens of meters away and fell to the ground, blood spurting from his mouth.

"Your ability is actually very similar to mine, and it also tends towards the soul level. It's just your personal limitation. You're still on the spiritual level, and you can't ascend to the level of the soul. The limitation of your ability is that you have to follow the weakness of the other person's mind. When the target's mind is weak, but he still has the ability to act or attack, if you want to make the ability work and break through the limitation, you can only find a way yourself. If you're attacked, your mind will become unstable, and your ability will naturally be unusable. If you want to develop it later, your personal will must remain absolutely firm and stable under all circumstances, and to change from individual to group suppression, you must also have a strong mental calculation ability, that is, to split the mind of your brain and your personal will, having each act on an object separately, otherwise you can't develop it further."

After Oboro finished speaking, several creatures appeared on the field.

A beast that looked like a wildebeest carrying a shell on its back.

There was also a muscular kangaroo.

These monsters were controlled by the soul driven by Oboro.

"Practice slowly."

Oboro waved his hand and disappeared from the place in an instant.

After a while, he came to another corner.

In the field, huge and sharp rays of light suddenly shot up into the sky, slicing a moth to pieces, and sticky blood and thick liquid fell like rain.

Menchi landed gracefully, and the two kitchen knives in her hands rolled into a silver flower. She sheathed them neatly and returned them to her waist.

The woman's skin slowly turned from red to normal.

"Very good."

Oboro clapped his hands in praise.

The art of breathing.

Of the three, Menchi was undoubtedly the most talented and the youngest.

It was just that her personality and temperament made her look very mature and older.

Even Gabwich called her sister.

So did Anthony.

Menchi's fighting style and breathing techniques complemented each other, and she learned very quickly. Except for the two most complicated breathing techniques, Menchi had mastered the rest.

The reason she was able to succeed in such a short time was not because of her extraordinary talent, but because of the existence of the healing vines, which allowed her to repair her body no matter how much torture and trauma it had suffered, something impossible in the human world.

In addition, the energy in the Dark Continent was also very abundant. The oxygen in the air alone was unique.

People change under special circumstances.

It was thanks to Oboro's guidance that Menchi had achieved her current results.

"It's not enough."

Menchi looked at the captain and said coldly.

She herself was not satisfied.

This multi-eyed moth was at the bottom of the food chain in the oasis. If it were Oboro, she wouldn't even have to make a move now. She could kill him with her aura pressure alone. When she said that, it was obvious that she had Oboro in mind.

Boom!

At that time, there were vibrations and loud noises coming from the place where Anthony was fighting.

The strengths of the three people had different progress and growth rates, so the things they learned were also different. Oboro planned to teach the three of them some martial arts and breathing techniques, but currently, only Menchi had been exposed to the core courses.

As for Anthony and Gabwich, they were still in the process of polishing their Nen.

After a while, Anthony, covered in blood, missing an arm, and with a bloody hole in his abdomen, staggered in front of them.

"Failed," he said in a low voice.

"Go back and fix it."

Oboro said only one sentence.

Anthony nodded and ran in the direction of the healing vines.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have died long ago after being attacked like this, but Anthony's body and vitality seemed even stronger; his flesh and blood had also undergone some changes, and he could actually move. If Nen users from the human world saw this, it would definitely be considered an illusion.

Even though Oboro didn't travel too far during that year and a half, he did search for something.

He found the same red porridge as before, which was similar to honey. Eating this kind of honey for a long time could increase qi and blood, which was a hidden way to increase one's lifespan.

But you couldn't eat too much at once, because this kind of "hope," to put it bluntly, was to "cheer up" the body and directly replenish the vital energy. If the body was too fragile, it wouldn't be able to take it.

The flesh that was the 'tire' would burst.

Then Oboro and Menchi found Gabwich together.

They saw Gabwich's figure moving like a ghost, darting through the dense swarm of insects. Hundreds of flying insects formed tangled black lines and attacked him.

Gabwich closed his eyes, turned, and moved left and right as if he had foreseen the trajectory of the attack.

For a moment, no insect could harm him.

"It seems that his abilities are almost fully developed."

Menchi crossed her arms and commented.

"Mm."

Oboro replied, "This ability is called 'Mind Catcher'. Its Nen ability is similar to a signal source. As long as the signal is spread out in the form of a base station, it can sense all sources with 'Mind Signs'. Of course, there are some drawbacks. Many life forms on this continent act on instinct, and their minds and consciousness are not obvious. If he encounters one without 'mind signs,' he will be in danger."

"Still, it's pretty good. Together with Conduction, this is the third ability he has developed."

Menchi said nothing.

In the field, Gabwich had a cigarette in his mouth.

Who knows when he had learned to smoke.

But Menchi and Oboro understood and didn't ask any questions.

The cigarette was Fant's.

The amount was small, and Gabwich didn't smoke much, but he made a few cigarettes himself.

Silently smoking, he became more and more like this man.

When the team was intact, everyone said that Menchi's personality was deeply influenced by Oboro, but now Gabwich was becoming another Fant.

"Almost done, next is the breathing exercise."

After mumbling something, the two turned and left without disturbing each other.

Oboro also opened his own property panel.

His position in the food chain was still at the bottom.

But his ecological score had changed from 30 to 40.

The amount of souls he had absorbed in the past year and a half was incalculable, but the rate at which his score increased seemed to have slowed.

Oboro now understood that the so-called score referred not only to his strength, but also to his degree of adaptability to the various environments of the Dark Continent.

The higher his score, the more likely he was to integrate into the various food chains and find his place in them.

However, he was somewhat surprised to find that his position in the food chain had always been at the bottom and had never changed.

"The effect of strength on ecological values is not intuitive. The position in the food chain is the fundamental reflection of a species' strength; the reason it is still downstream can only mean that, judging by the area we have entered in the Dark Continent, this is not the edge, but it is still the 'outermost'. Moreover, this food chain does not refer to the food chain in a small area or environment, but mostly refers to the huge food chain system of the entire Dark Continent."

He thought about it.

Yes, according to the map, they had just broken through the desert and entered the oasis.

But in reality, they felt that time had passed very slowly.

In fact, from God's perspective, they hadn't moved much at all.

Too difficult!