With Uvogin and Nobunaga’s intrusion, the peaceful moment ended.
Uvogin and Nobunaga stood with their mouths wide open, staring at the scene inside the room in sheer disbelief.
Nobunaga couldn’t help but mutter, “Hey, hey, isn’t this a bit too exaggerated?
Can Nen really do something like this…” Beside him, Uvogin slapped his shoulder hard, a massive grin spreading across his face as he shouted.
“What are you talking about, Nobunaga?
Don’t forget, this is Ian!” “Only Ian could pull off a miracle like this!” Thinking back to the various delicacies they had tasted over the past few days thanks to Ian—food never before seen in Meteor City—Nobunaga slapped his own cheeks, trying to snap himself out of his daze.
“Yeah…
If it’s Ian, then all of this makes perfect sense.” The two of them carefully examined everything inside Machi’s shack, clicking their tongues in amazement.
“I still can’t wrap my head around how you did it, Ian.
You actually made Machi’s house this huge.” Ian chuckled softly.
“What you’re seeing is nothing more than an illusion.
It’s all thanks to a new gadget, the [Scenery Maker].” “Fake!?” Uvogin and Nobunaga exclaimed in unison.
Still unconvinced, they hurriedly took a few steps forward.
Sure enough, the two quickly felt the physical wall.
Only then did they mutter with bewildered expressions.
“To think there are painting skills this realistic in the world…” Standing nearby, Ian smiled and explained with a hint of pride.
“For the [Scenery Maker], realistic visuals are just an added bonus.
Its true magic lies in its ability to perfectly replicate the scenes from your mind into the real world.” “With this, creating a palace out of thin air in an instant is a piece of cake!” “Whoa!” Although it was temporarily unclear where the upper limits of the [Scenery Maker] lay, Ian’s simple description was enough to let Uvogin and Nobunaga know that the gadget’s function was far from simple.
Building a palace just from imagination?
No matter how hard they thought about it, they couldn’t fathom how such a gadget could accomplish such a miracle.
“Oh right, Ian.
I’ve already contacted some reliable accomplices.
Do you want to meet them?” After recovering from his shock, Uvogin seemed to remember something, slapping his forehead as he spoke to Ian.
Ian smiled and replied softly.
“Sure, it’s a good idea for everyone to meet and get familiar with each other first.” Meeting the future Phantom Troupe members was inevitable.
Subsequently, led by Uvogin and Nobunaga, Ian and Machi left the shack at noon to rendezvous with the others.
Along the way, Ian’s expression remained perfectly calm.
After all, at this point in time, most of the Troupe members were just kids like Uvogin.
They probably hadn’t even mastered Nen yet.
They posed no threat to the current Ian.
Moreover, in this era, they hadn’t yet grown into those lawless Spiders.
A person’s growth is shaped by their experiences.
Even Chrollo, without enough room to grow, would be worlds apart from his future self.
The four of them traveled together, leaving Machi’s shack and weaving through Meteor City.
Perhaps the prairie scenery they had just witnessed inside Machi’s shack was too shocking, its impression yet to fade from their minds.
Walking through the slum-like streets of Meteor City, both Uvogin and Nobunaga looked completely deflated, their spirits wilted.
So the environment they lived in was actually this unbearable.
Meteor City was shrouded in yellow dust year-round, and with countless mountains of garbage surrounding them, the air quality was abysmal.
After seeing the prairie landscape Ian had created, even the Elder’s District they used to yearn for seemed mediocre in comparison; they couldn’t muster any interest in it at all.
“Hey, hey, Ian, it’s all your fault.
Now I can’t get excited about anything…” Uvogin said listlessly as they walked.
“Anyone who saw a sight like that would probably feel disappointed by our current environment,” Machi said, her small face calm.
“Exactly.
But, do those prairies you made for Machi really exist in this world, Ian?” Nobunaga asked, glancing sideways at him.
Hearing their words, Ian simply smiled and spoke softly.
“Of course they exist…” “That’s exactly why I plan to take you all out of Meteor City.” “In fact, it’s not just prairies.
There are far more magnificent and breathtaking landscapes in this world!” “This world is massive and full of the unknown.
It’s far from being fully explored.” “And with the power we possess, we can even become pioneers exploring those uncharted territories.”