Be an Item Master From a Full-time Hunter

With a creak, Maureen's head popped out of it.

"It shouldn't be time to eat now, right?"

With that said, Maureen jumped out of the canning workshop in a work uniform.

The canning workshop was the first item that Mo Lin had drawn in the past three days.

Props: Canning Workshop.

Effect: It has a studio environment, and the flow rate is proportional to the time of one hour to the outside world, which is convenient for students who do not have time to do work or who have not reviewed for exams. This prop was taken out by Doraemon when Fat Tiger's sister was due to hand in the manuscript but the comics had not been drawn yet. It was a studio specially prepared for her.

There are also special work clothes inside, at least so that Mo Lin doesn't have to wear such tattered linen.

The overall is very comfortable, casual, the style is very good and it fits very well. When you wear it out to meet people, it will make people's eyes shine, saying:

Pretty boy!

In addition to work clothes, there is an office and learning environment in the studio. The most important thing is that the flow rate is different from the outside time! Spend a day inside the canning workshop and only an hour outside!

And what Maureen, who continues to develop, needs is time!

This canning workshop just made up for his needs.

From the first day to the third day, Mo Lin hadn't gone out for a moment. ?

022 Something happened [Thanks to cwkOOO and wwetyuj for the reward! 】

Maggie also spent a period of time in the can to practice, but for her, she couldn't be as crazy as Maureen's practice.

Go out from time to time to see if Wojin and Nobunaga have come to look for them again.

That is, when it is time to eat, it will be back to the can on time.

As for Maureen, after getting this prop, his cultivation in this studio is non-stop.

Twenty-four hours a day, even the necessary physiological problems such as eating and sleeping are solved in the cans, which can be completely ignored.

To sum up, he has practiced for a total of 66 hours in the past three days until today.

If it was exchanged in the canning workshop, that is to say, in terms of time, he practiced for a full sixty-six days!

For six + six days, relying on the knowledge of reading he learned from the animation, he practiced without sleep or food.

He can clearly perceive the improvement of his strength and the growth of his temperament.

After crossing over to this world, not only did Mo Lin return to his youth, but his talent seemed to have also been strengthened.

In the past two months, he can clearly perceive that the speed of his cultivation and improvement is increasing rapidly.

"Maybe my current talent is even stronger than Xiaojie and Qixiang, right?"

When cultivating, Maureen had already thought of this.

But after his sixty-six days of practice ended, he found that his thoughts were already strong to a certain extent.

"At least if you can walk outside and don't mess with those powerful guys, there should be no problem."

He shook his arm, "If it's against Xiaojie who is practicing in the sky arena, then my current strength should be stronger than when Xiaojie and Hisoka played against the original version."

"This is already very good. When they played against each other in July, Xiaojie learned to read in March, which is exactly four months."

"And it took me a little more than two months to surpass him, and without Yungu's teaching, I developed such a strength by my own exploration, which is stronger than this child of the world with the aura of the protagonist."

"However, it can be seen that I really lack a suitable guide, either an excellent teacher or props related to this aspect."

These thoughts flashed through Maureen's mind one by one.

It is also clear what he will do in the future.

"You've grown a little taller.

March looked him up and down.

After two months of cultivation, Mo Lin's stature also began to grow.

"Aren't you the same?"

Maureen said in his heart.

It was said that when Maggie was only eleven or twelve years old when the Phantom Troupe was established, she turned out to be the same height as a fifteen or sixteen-year-old high school student.

This development is simply not too great.

"The only drawback is that what should be developed now has not yet developed."

Maureen's eyes swept across Madge's front body quickly and obscurely.

March didn't notice, and his face became slightly serious:

"It was Wo Jin and Nobunaga that had an accident."

She said bluntly: "It's mainly Wojin. He had a conflict with an elder's subordinates two days ago, and he and Nobunaga who helped him were imprisoned together."

"I just found out just now, I'm here to inform you."

"Sounds really bad."

Mo Lin said, "But things shouldn't be too critical, right?"

If it was really that critical, you wouldn't ask me about my height first.

"Well, because Chrollo told me about it."

March nodded, and the name reappeared in his mouth.

"He said he had some connection with the elder who held Wojin, and he could make peace with it."

contact?

Maureen pouted and thought:

"Even if there is another connection, the other party is also the elder who is in charge of the power of Meteor Street, and the current Chrollo is only thirteen years old, right?"

"A mere thirteen-year-old kid, no matter what you say... um, it seems that my current physical age is also thirteen?"

Maureen thought of himself first, and then thought of Xiaojie and Qixi.

"Xiaojie and Qixiang are both only twelve years old, but relying on their strength and talent, they can also talk to many elders and seniors later on as equals."

"Sure enough, this world is still dominated by strength... Of course, it's not ruled out that those two are good-looking and make people hate it, and we are not bad, right? Thinking so in my heart, Mo Lin said:

"Did that Chrollo say he's going to do it, what should we do?"

"No

Madge shook his head slightly, "He just asked us to go to the outer buffer zone to gather first, and wait until the results of his negotiation with the elders come out."

"Just us?"

Maureen asked.

"And Pike Norda, Franklin..."

Ma Qi thought for a while, "It's all in Meteor Street, and I know more familiar people. I'll introduce you when I get there."

With that said, he walked outside.

Pike Norda? Franklin?

These are all acquaintances.

Maureen looked at Madge's back and shrugged.

This group of key members of the future Phantom Troupe, I know them better than you think.

The two left the dilapidated home one after the other. .

023 Are you all so idle and boring and love gossip?

It was the first time that Maureen officially walked on the streets of Meteor Street.

The population of Meteor Street is about 8 million, and it reached 15 million at its peak.

This is already comparable to the population of a country.

The overall bird's-eye view of Meteor Street is a cross shape, with four broad and straight avenues, each of which is mainly divided into four areas.

Here, without any interference from the government system, the entire Meteor Street is managed by the Council of Elders.

And the elders of the council have a total of

U!

each, which governs the south, south, north and west respectively

U1

In this area, although there are factions, there is no factional conflict.

The house where Maggie lives is located in a very remote corner of the northwest corner.

The iron wall that separates the town from the **** heap is also only a few minutes away.

If you have good eyesight, you can stand on the roof of Madge's house and see the piles of garbage outside the city.

If you're lucky, you might even see trucks driving in from outside and dumping trash without any scruples.

It is also such a bad location that no one competes with the eleven-year-old Madge for a place to live alone as a little girl.

Maureen walked side by side with Maggie, walking towards the place agreed with Chrollo.

There were a lot of people coming and going on the street. After seeing Maggie and Maureen, most of them were indifferent, and it had nothing to do with them.

And some few people were startled when they saw Mo Lin, and then the better people just smiled playfully and whistled.

Almost, it is to cast undisguised contempt and contempt at him.

Some people even spit at him, but did not make any more outrageous actions after that.

"Looks like I've been misunderstood."

Maureen spread his hands helplessly.

The expressions on the faces of the group of people were so obvious that the three words "little white face", which were clearly expressed, were almost written on their faces.

"It's obvious that I'm the one who takes care of the people, right?"

Maureen shook his head speechlessly. Many people saw the picture of him being brought back by Madge.

In addition, Mo Lin has always stayed at home, which has indeed brought some fun to the residents of Meteor Street who live in chaos every day in addition to survival.

But... it's a bit too much to be regarded as a little white face or something!

Although with his current face, it is very understandable to be regarded as a little white face.

"Do we look like the kind of people who have a bad stomach and can only eat soft rice?"

Maureen also glanced at Madge beside him.

"Everyone else eats my meal! Are you all blind? Look at Maggie, she's been fed by me for nothing these days!

Mo Lin complained in his heart, but he could also express his understanding of the simple feelings of Meteor Street.

Self-reliance is the basic quality of survival in Meteor Street.

Whatever the reason, the idea of ​​self-reliance must have been ingrained in the bones from the moment it was thrown out here.

Even babies born with congenital defects can find ways to survive when they recognize the world.

Not to mention the able-bodied person, and age is not a protective umbrella for a person to be lazy and self-deprecating.

In such a simple environment, it is understandable that Mo Lin, who was regarded as a little white face, would be rolled his eyes and despised.

If some people with hot temper and straight personality, it is estimated that they will come up to loosen Luo Song's muscles and bones without saying a word.

"Although I don't want to pay attention to you, I don't have the habit of being despised by others."

Maureen said, his face gradually calmed down.

"Especially someone weaker than me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Lin's aura suddenly erupted, rushing towards the surroundings.

The expressions of the people who looked at Maureen suddenly changed.

Some people with slightly weaker constitutions were even more frightened, with beads of sweat appearing on their faces, and their bodies trembled slightly.