"Roy Zoldyck, currently twelve years old, excels in swordsmanship, suspected to be 'Enhancement'..."
"Impressive performance on the Sea God, once trained with the sword braving storms, later repelled a 'Conjuration' Nen user named Pariston, ranked first in the point competition..."
"After the question and answer town, encountered a fierce fox family, conjured a crow-shaped Nen beast, set the forest ablaze, suspected to be 'Emission'..."
"At the official venue, faced illusions, missing data, unable to explore what exactly he did, then... the battle with Botobai Gigante... there are video records... he once displayed a mimicry-like ability, capable of transforming to look like others through contact, suspected to be 'Transmutation'..."
"In conclusion, I have ample reasons to suspect that he is essentially a 'Specialization' Nen user, who for some reason can fully harness at least the powers of 'Enhancement', 'Conjuration', and 'Transmutation', or... more..."
On the continent of Yurubian, the western coast, the seaside city of Weibis, on a cliff by the sea.
Elena, with her golden hair tied into twin ponytails, stared at the light screen in front of her, flipping through the gathered intelligence while reporting...not far in front of her,
a man wearing a tattered hood, with a bit of stubble on his chin, was fishing by the sea, his fishing rod specially embedded with a red bead, silently listening to the woman's analysis without uttering a word.
"Did I say something wrong?" Elena adjusted the blue-light glasses perched on her nose,
she knew Ging, he wasn't the type to be straightforward, his personality leaned towards the evasive, if something was said that he didn't quite agree with or endorse, he would generally remain silent rather than directly reject it, instead...most likely thinking about what to say.
"There's nothing wrong with the rest, just one premise..."
The float dipped the red bead downwards, timely, the man grabbed his fishing rod and jerked it upwards, a massive flying fish was flung into the air, falling right onto a boulder on the cliff, its eyes flipped over, fainting instantly.
Ging was very pleased with the fish's size, pondering on making fish soup for Vivian to nourish her, his hood was blown up by an unexpected sea breeze, quickly pressed down by his raised hand, he hushed, "All systems ultimately point to 'Specialization',"
that is to say.....
Elena mused, "Roy Zoldyck is not 'Specialization', but one of 'Enhancement', 'Conjuration', or 'Transmutation'?"
"I didn't say he wasn't 'Specialization'." Ging made a graceful cast, the float and red bead once again dove into the sea, he whispered, "Elena, I just want to tell you..."
"It's not the system that's powerful, but the person."
Ging's gaze was deep as he looked at the sunlight dazzling over the sea, saying profoundly, "You, me, and including Roy Zoldyck, each of us is an independent individual, each is different, in the strictest sense, because 'being different' makes 'special', hence, being 'Specialization'..."
"We simply manifested the aspect we excel at, diversifying into various systems..."
"An interesting theory, where did you read it?"
"Can't it be my own conclusion?"
Ging turned slightly to meet Elena's skeptical "Do you think I'll believe it?" look, sighed with a bit of 'hurt' and said, "Alright, my ancestor said it."
"Dong Freecss?"
"Hmm."
Ging turned away, clearly unwilling to say more.
When it comes to Dong Freecss... the 'New Continent Chronicles' and that legendary unexplored area——Dark Continent, even though Elena was curious, she held her tongue, thoughtfully playing with a lock of hair by her ear until...
At ten in the morning,
a yellow taxi cab stopped punctually on a pitted little road near the cliff.
The car door opened, two people stepped out.
The two silent individuals turned to look,
with black hair draping over shoulders, a slender white samurai sword hung around the waist, holding a cane in one hand, though only twelve or thirteen years old, his figure was that of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth, walking forward, behind him... followed by a man with a beard, with gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, an expression slightly gloomy, yet his gaze was sharp...
Elena glanced up again at the 'fat bird' perched on the boy's head... this person, a butler and an obese crow, were the ones they had been waiting for!
"Caw~" the crow cawed, breaking the tranquility of the seashore...
With Roy's constitution stepping up a level, Jinx's form also became noticeably rounder, lifting its dense crow feathers carefully, one could even see its third foot protruding out more than before...
[Jinx: Three-legged Golden Crow]
[Status: Juvenile (15000/100000)]
[Rank: S+]
[Manifested Nen Amount: C (9640/100000)]
[Potential Qi Amount: ?]
[Species Talent: Chasing the Sun (Awaiting activation)... Mastery of Sun Flame: Level 2 (5410/10000)... Drive Forward (Awaiting activation)]
[Evaluation: Growth-type Nen Beast, limitless potential]
"Roy Zoldyck."
"Ging Freecss."
Before they approached... across the cliff's edge, the boy and the man exchanged looks, calling each other's names.
Wutong carrying the luggage, squinted at Ging, whispered to Roy, "Young master, this guy... seems a bit unusual."
Ever since the butler's constitution increased, from D to C, his observation skills sharpened, simply from the aura radiating from a person, or might say the airfield, some things could be judged, indirectly proving... Wutong had transformed from the weakling easily toyed by Sisko in the original to a true... C-rank level powerhouse!