The two chatted happily outside the cave.
Mainly, Kevin's desire to share was high, and he talked endlessly about various things he had seen and heard.
Kevin occasionally chimed in with a few words, and although they were simple responses, he was actually listening intently and with great interest.
Previously, Kevin had learned a brief summary of Kevin's character from Bisky.
Bisky had said at the time, "As the Old Man says, he is one of the five greatest Nen Users in the world."
The Old Man referred to here was the current Hunter Association Chairman, Netero. In Bisky's eyes, the Chairman possessed terrifying strength. And Kevin could rank among the top five Nen Users in the world.
When Kevin first heard this title, he couldn't help but scratch his head.
For a moment, he was conflicted about the circumstances of his transmigration, finding it difficult to determine whether it was a stroke of luck or misfortune.
The lucky part was that Kevin had noticed the entire transmigration process; but the unfortunate part was precisely that.
The content Kevin was sharing now was incredibly interesting to Kevin.
From the unique systems of certain ancient kingdoms to various festivals and rituals, to unearthed magical artifacts, and those grand sacrificial scenes... These were all things Kevin had been quite interested in in his original world, and after coming to this world with Nen Ability, they became even more captivating.
After all, it was a world with extraordinary power, and anything with an extraordinary nature held immense attraction for Kevin.
Because Kevin occasionally offered quite professional insights, Kevin looked at him in a new light, and his desire to share grew even stronger.
Is this a Hunter?
Looking at Kevin's current state, Kevin seemed to have a deeper understanding of the profession of a Hunter.
Just then, a chorus of howling wolves echoed from inside the cave.
"Let's go in," Kevin suddenly suggested.
The two walked into the cave.
Indeed, the male wolf in the cave had already lost its breath, with only the horn on its head still emitting a faint glow.
With a "thud," the entire horn smoothly dropped from its head.
Immediately after, the remaining bones almost visibly melted, turning into a fluid-like substance that slowly seeped into the ground, disappearing without a trace.
"This..."
"This kind of scene is very rare, you know. I dare say, no more than ten people in this world have witnessed a Double-Headed Wolf die of natural causes," Kevin explained from the side.
The wolf pups and the mother wolf whined around the spot where the bones had melted.
After a long while, the mother wolf finally stopped, bit the fallen single horn with its hornless head, and slowly walked over.
However, to Kevin's surprise, the mother wolf did not go to Kevin's feet, but came to Kevin.
"Tsk."
Seeing this, Kevin clicked his tongue in displeasure, his face full of annoyance.
The mother wolf placed the horn at Kevin's feet and whined twice.
"This... is for me?" Kevin was a little disbelieving.
The mother wolf nodded in a human-like manner, then turned to care for the wolf pups.
"I knew I shouldn't have brought you," Kevin scratched his spiky hair, his regretful expression not seeming feigned.
"Why give it to me?" Kevin asked, picking up the single horn.
The moment he touched it, that feeling of craving surged again.
Compared to the crystal bone he had seen before, this level of craving was weaker, but slightly higher than other ordinary materials.
This single horn should be considered a C-grade material, at the top of the C-grade level.
More importantly, there was a lot of it.
"You can also feel a craving for this thing?" Kevin asked with a frown.
Kevin nodded.
Kevin did not ask any more questions, but instead explained the situation to Kevin: "This thing is for you, and you must be very curious why it's for you. Just like I told you about the history of the Double-Headed Wolf before, they appreciate people with righteous and kind hearts. Although I'm not a bad person, compared to you, I can't really be called a good person."
Saying that, Kevin began to popularize knowledge again: "In ancient times, monarchs who were gifted a single horn by a Double-Headed Wolf would be respectfully called Benevolent Rulers."
Oh, this was like receiving a 'good person' card.
"However, it only saw you twice, and it gave its Post-mortem Nen horn to you instead of me, which shows that it sensed a nobler quality in you."
Saying that, Kevin looked at Kevin and patted his shoulder.
"If this were ancient times, you would already be labeled as benevolent."
The two talked as they walked out of the cave.
After bidding farewell to the wolf pack, they returned to the camp.
By then, it was completely dark, and the moon and stars twinkled in the night sky.
By the campfire, to the crackling sound of the firewood, the two each held a can of beer, drinking and casually chatting.
Kevin looked at Kevin and suddenly asked, "What do you think about your craving for materials?"
"Craving? Oh, I think it might be a characteristic inherent to Specialization Nen Ability, or perhaps an effect subconsciously produced when constructing the Nen Ability," Kevin said, voicing his thoughts.
After all, the original owner was extremely obsessed with potions, so under the influence of the subconscious, the constructed Nen Ability developing a craving for materials, not wanting to miss any good materials, also made sense.
Kevin did not refute, but continued to ask, "Would you mind letting me see your original Nen Ability?"
Kevin felt there was nothing to hide, anyway, his Nen Ability wasn't very useful in combat.
He materialized A Moment of Dream.
Kevin only took one look before frowning and asking, "Is this a pharmaceutical table? Do the items produced have side effects?"
Amazing.
Kevin was once again amazed by the keen insight of these masters.
He nodded: "That's right, as you said, if the potions produced are consumed by anyone other than me, they will have certain side effects."
"This thing has the nature of Post-mortem Nen, but it's not entirely so," Kevin observed, talking to himself.
"Do you have any finished potions that have been developed? The kind with less intense effects."
Kevin nodded, casually took out a bottle of Bone Setting Agent from his waist pouch, and handed it over.
Kevin just looked at it and then drank it directly.
"The taste is alright, hmm... for treating fractures? The side effect is that, during the duration of the medicine's effect, the treated area will cause the control of Nen to become uncontrollable."
Kevin quickly analyzed the potion's effects and side effects.
After the effects completely subsided, he sat back down and began to elaborate on his views: "The side effects produced by the potions you make, if nothing unexpected happens, will all affect the use of Nen. Essentially, it's because the products produced carry the 'malice' unique to Post-mortem Nen."
Saying that, he pointed at Kevin and recalled: "When you first possessed this body, I didn't think that Kevin at that time had the ability to turn his Nen Ability into Post-mortem Nen.
That obsession was too deep; only people who grew up in special environments and had extremely persistent wills could possibly achieve it. Therefore, the formation of this Post-mortem Nen is closely related to the process of you possessing this corpse at that time."
Kevin knew the entire process of Kevin's transmigration and possession better than Kevin himself, after all, Kevin had been observing and studying it the whole time.
"And that inexplicable craving in your body. Let me tell you this, in most Nen Abilities, it's rare for the Nen Ability to, in turn, affect the user's own will.
Although part of it can be explained by Post-mortem Nen, the true situation is far more complex than that."