He didn't dwell on the issue of seeing Nen anymore, because Joey suddenly remembered that among the Chimera Ants, it seemed that as long as an individual was strong enough, they could also see Nen.
Anyway, he was more concerned about how much lighter he felt after Killer Queen was retrieved.
At the same time, with the replenishment from his wallet, his physical strength and mental state were gradually recovering. Although he was still tired, his overall condition was much better than when he had just dealt with the pursuing Chimera Ants.
When they arrived at the camp, the setting sun was mostly blocked by the trees, plunging the forest into darkness.
Continuing to travel under these conditions wasn't a wise move.
However, a battle had just taken place nearby, and staying would obviously be more dangerous, so the group quickly packed up what they needed to take from the camp. They finished packing in no time and, led by Pokkuru, started running again.
Joey, however, quickly realized the direction wasn't towards the base: "Where are we going?" "
Other suitable hiding places nearby. Nighttime isn't ideal for traversing and fighting in the forest, even with the beautiful moonlight tonight." Pokkuru looked up at the sky, where the bright moon had peeked out from behind the clouds. The
gentle moonlight was gradually replacing the sunlight, bathing the forest in a soft glow, making it less eerie.
Joey wholeheartedly agreed with this decision and didn't say anything more.
The group's roles were clearly defined: the two bystanders guarded the flanks for any potential dangers, while Pokkuru led the way, protecting Pons behind him. Bees buzzed around Pons, seemingly conveying information to her.
Clearly, after learning of Joey's discovery of the connection between the bees and Pons, Pons no longer concealed her abilities and openly began using them.
Joey followed not far from Peng Si, and couldn't help but glance at the sweet and lovely girl a few more times.
Pons, seemingly sensing something, turned to Joey with a sweet yet distant smile.
Joey didn't mind; he was just curious how the girl who had been shot in the head controlled the bees. It seemed the bees on her body were hidden in her hat. If that was the case, would Pokkuru, who wore the same hat, have bees in her hat? And how effective were the bees at transmitting information?
The danger of the five of them traveling together in the forest had lessened considerably, and Joey felt somewhat pleased with his choice.
But he was also thinking about what to do next.
According to the manga, the Chimera Ants gained knowledge of Nen training from Pokkuru's brain.
So, if he could find a way to save Pokkuru, he should delay the Chimera Ants' understanding of Nen . But what would be the consequences of doing so?
If he remembered correctly, Kite encountered Neferpitou after he had processed Pokkuru's brain and mastered Nen.
If he saved Pokkuru now, would it cause Kite and the others to venture too deep before encountering Neferpitou's obstruction? And if Neferpitou hadn't yet mastered Nen, was Kite even capable of winning?
Joey unconsciously reached up to bite his nails, but stopped halfway.
He had already realized that he was clearly affected after absorbing Kira Yoshikage's soul.
Not only did he unconsciously bite his nails when nervous or thinking, but his gaze also kept drifting to Pons's delicate white hand as she commanded the bees while running.
This was not a good sign. Joey wasn't Kira Yoshikage; he didn't have a hand fetish.
Besides, he didn't want to be another world's version of "Holding Back a Hand."
He had his own hobbies. Before his transmigration, Joey especially loved photography and travel. Now, in this world of the unknown and technology, he could easily become a seasoned scenery enthusiast.
If given the chance, he wanted to become a scenery hunter—the kind who travels the world to photograph beautiful landscapes and the unknown.
As for why he wanted to become a hunter, it was because the benefits were excellent, which would be convenient for Joey.
And he was confident that with his abilities, obtaining a hunter's license would be relatively easy.
Transforming that lingering rivalry into a passion for good cameras or good photos shouldn't be too difficult for Joey.
As for nail-biting, that can only be changed little by little in daily life. And some of Kira Yoshikage's habits aren't unacceptable to Joey; in fact, he's found many similarities between them.
He also has obsessive-compulsive tendencies, but not to the incurable degree of Kira Yoshikage. He
doesn't like to be in the spotlight, but not to the point of being as obsessive as Kira Yoshikage.
He also enjoys solitude, but not to the point of needing a severed hand for comfort like Kira Yoshikage. He hopes to unexpectedly meet his destined, interesting soulmate in the future and gladly accept having her in his life.
Of course, if possible, he could also find a small town to live a peaceful life as an office worker when he's tired.
If he could leave NGL, just leave NGL, Joey feels his future in this world would be incredibly colorful.
As for whether he would miss the world before he traveled there, perhaps he would in his midnight dreams. But after five years of soul-devouring, Joey had come to terms with it. Although he felt somewhat apologetic, he could only let his family and friends believe that he had simply woken up and gone to "another world."
And indeed, he had woken up to find himself in another world, but this was not heaven.
"Pons, have you made contact with the other teams?"
Pokkuru's words interrupted Joey's scattered thoughts, jolting him awake and making him realize that he had unconsciously drifted off in his exhaustion.
He silently reminded himself to be careful and vigilant, and forced himself to look at Pokkuru.
Judging from Pokkuru's words, it seemed that more than one team had come to NGL, something Joey didn't recall.
"We haven't been able to contact them. It's been two hours since we last spoke." Pokkuru's expression was somewhat uneasy.
"Could they have been attacked by those monsters?" The seemingly insignificant Soy Sauce Number 2, with his messy, grayish-brown hair, who had been hanging around the side of the team, looked somewhat nervous.
His words caused everyone in the team to fall silent.
After running a short distance, Pokkuru spoke again: "Pons, keep trying to contact them. If the monsters are only as strong as before, with the team's overall strength, we shouldn't be easily wiped out, but we need to be more careful.
Let's go to the backup camp for the night. If we still can't contact other teams by tomorrow morning, then we'll return to the checkpoint."
Pokkuru hesitated for a long time before making the final decision.
He was the only licensed hunter in the team; the others, including Pons, didn't have Nen and were considered amateur hunters.
Without other teams to support them, continuing to explore would be too risky for his teammates. Even if Pokkuru coveted the credit, he wouldn't risk their lives, especially since the inability to contact others was more convincing than Joey's testimony.
Otherwise, if he had confirmed that firearms would be effective against the insects and that everyone had obtained enough firearms from before, Pokkuru would definitely have continued exploring.
However, Pokkuru's words also created an inexplicable sense of oppression within the team.
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