Looking at the trajectory of the Ant King when he was alive.
The Nen users he devoured, apart from the leader of the guard of the Republic of East Gorteau at the beginning, were only parts of Menthuthuyoupi and Shaiapouf's bodies.
Although the number of people he ate was not large, only these three.
The quality of what he ate provided a power boost far beyond the norm.
It remains unclear whether his ability to grow stronger through consumption relied on the quality of what he ate, the quantity, or both.
But before this mystery could be fully understood,
He was poisoned to death by the toxin of the Poor Man's Rose right after he made a full recovery.
Even with the strongest individual combat power in the world, he still couldn't escape the biological devastation of poison.
"If you're still interested in studying the Chimera Ants, you might want to have a good chat with Peggy."
Putting aside the matter of Gourmet Cells, Lan looked at the two Chimera Ants in front of him and said to Ging.
"As for Meleoron, if he develops his ability further, he'll be very useful to me. Besides, he's already one of my informants."
"I get it. I won't fight you over that chameleon."
Ging shrugged, keeping his usual laid-back attitude, then turned toward the wary Peggy.
"What do you want?!"
Peggy took a step back, full of caution.
"It's very simple."
Ging put his hands in his pockets, still looking casual: "I have a few conditions here; why don't you listen to them?"
"Conditions? What conditions?!"
Peggy still showed resistance: "I don't even know you! I have no idea who you are, and now you want to discuss some—"
"I'm an honorary professor and guest principal at Varvard University."
"I also have the authority to recommend others for study and academic exchanges there."
Ging's voice was calm.
"You might not have heard of Varvard University."
"It's ranked second in the world by the global university ranking organizations. The only one ranked higher belongs to V5, which is government-affiliated, and I'm not an official, so I can't be involved with that."
"At Varvard University, you'll find almost every renowned scholar in the world. Their archives and research materials are unparalleled."
"And as for the Varvard library, it is recognized worldwide as the most prestigious library in existence."
"Any true scholar would have heard of this place."
Ging looked at Peggy, who had frozen in place, his eyes suddenly filled with light.
"And conveniently, I have clearance to access that library and can grant entry to others as well."
Peggy: "..."
He fell completely silent.
Behind him, Meleoron let out a sigh.
As his son, Meleoron knew his father's nature all too well.
Seeing that look in Peggy's eyes, he knew the offer had already shaken him.
Faint memories resurfaced in Meleoron's mind; his father had always been a scholar, obsessed with research, but limited by his own circumstances and the isolation of the Neo-Green Life (NGL) Autonomous Region.
He had never been able to step into the wider world or have ever had the chance to access the true heights of academia.
For him, Varvard University and its library were like unreachable stars.
Even calling them a dream would have been a luxury.
But now, this man was putting that very dream right in front of him.
Peggy's eyes gleamed, unable to hide his desire.
He didn't look at Ging. Instead, his gaze turned to the young man in the black trench coat, whom his son had described as trustworthy, Lan.
Ging and Lan seemed to be on equal footing.
If Lan could confirm Ging's words, then…
"He's telling the truth."
Lan knew what answer Peggy wanted to get and nodded at him: "Although this guy is a little unreliable, and people often complain and call him a bastard."
"But he can basically do what he promised."
"In other words, what he promised is within his personal ability."
"Since he promised you so, then he can indeed do it."
Ging, on the side, glanced at Lan.
He had a strong feeling Lan was deliberately taking this opportunity to roast him.
However, with Lan's confirmation, Peggy knew that what this sloppy man said was true.
It is really possible for him to get in touch with the high-level institution and library that he dreamed of…
At this moment, he couldn't help but take a deep breath: "Do I need to pay anything?"
He looked at Ging and said in a deep voice.
Peggy wasn't confused by this condition or blinded by temptation.
He knew very well that if he wanted to get anything, he had to pay, especially the price of this kind of desire that hit his heart!
"I am currently planning to take a long journey, and I may need your strength at that time..."
There was a little more appreciation for Peggy in Ging's eyes; it is even rarer to be able to see the reality and not be overwhelmed.
"But don't worry, I promise there won't be any life-threatening danger—"
He paused, thought about it, and continued: "Well... Even if there is unavoidable danger, I swear I'll make sure you die after me. That, I can guarantee."
Although this was a bit harsh, it was enough to show sincerity.
Both Meleoron and Peggy felt this.
The latter was also mentally prepared, and this was within his acceptance range.
At that moment, he nodded and said seriously: "I agree."
"But I have another condition..."
The desire, vigilance, and alertness on Peggy's face turned into fatigue at this moment.
Even his eyes gradually turned red.
There was a trace of sadness in his voice: "Can you save Her Majesty the Queen?"