Luxoria Continent, a place abandoned by the world.
This place is called Meteor City, a land that gathers all the world's trash, refuse, and discarded things.
Precisely because of this, no matter what happens here, the outside world rarely casts its gaze upon it.
Even when an outsider who should not belong to this world strangely arrives here~
"Phew… I finally figured it out."
Within Meteor City, where mountains of garbage were piled high, a cluster of dilapidated houses stood out amid the endless refuse.
Inside one of the small, inconspicuous houses, a slightly immature young man let out a long sigh.
"Hunter × Hunter… Luxoria Continent… Meteor City…"
Moge stared at the faint Nen aura slowly emanating from his hands, his tone filled with complexity and mixed emotions.
"And… a Nen Ability."
He never expected that he, who had been quietly working on whimsical little inventions alone in his small eighth-floor apartment, would suddenly be dragged into such a dangerous world.
That day, he had been livestreaming his latest creation when a bus inexplicably crashed through the wall and charged straight toward him.
Before he could even react, everything went black.
When he opened his eyes again, he had already arrived in this high-risk Hunter × Hunter world, filled with danger, intrigue, and hidden monsters.
"Although I'm quite familiar with this world… and it even restored my body to my younger self, but…"
A vein throbbed violently on Moge's forehead.
"I had absolutely no intention of transmigrating here at all!!"
He had grown up alone since childhood, without burdens or attachments.
After becoming an adult, he relied on his passion for invention and design to create several decent gadgets that attracted attention online.
Through livestreams and short videos, he accumulated some savings, bought a small eighth-floor apartment in his hometown, and lived a relatively comfortable life.
He had thought that life was finally getting better.
Who could have imagined that he would be directly transferred to another world~~~
"Fortunately, after transmigrating, my Nen Ability was directly awakened… and it even seems to be enhanced…"
Since he was already here, there was nothing else he could do.
Moge could only accept reality and allow his consciousness to sink into his Nen Ability.
Nen Ability: Master Inventor.
Introduction: Based on others' commissions and requests, the user can invent items originating from various infinite worlds.
Ability Effects:
1. A true Great Master always has the heart of an apprentice.
2. Invention has no limits, but the Inventor does.
A true Great Master always has the heart of an apprentice:
Humans cannot imagine things they have never seen. Any invention or creation cannot escape the foundation laid by predecessors. The items produced will originate from inventors of various infinite worlds, drawing on their strengths and accumulating experience.
Invention has no limits, but the Inventor does:
Based on the client's faction and the invention's purpose, the resulting item will originate from inventors of different ideological and functional systems.
"In other words… the things I invent must rely on others' commissions and requests~~~"
Moge found this easy to understand.
After all, wasn't the essence of invention and creation meant to better serve the world and humanity?
Even his previous livestream inventions had mostly been created according to what his top supporters requested.
It was similar to fulfilling wishes.
There was nothing shameful about that~~~
As for the two additional effects, the first allowed him to draw on the strengths of countless inventors across infinite worlds.
"That's good… much better than relying solely on my own designs."
Moge nodded lightly, fully aware of his limitations.
He loved inventing, but he could only make simple, practical gadgets.
As for tools with unique effects and extraordinary functions…
He would have to rely on those true geniuses from other worlds.
Regarding the second effect, Moge strongly agreed.
Clear boundaries were better than vague ones.
Objects themselves had no distinction between good and evil.
Only their users determined their nature.
Just like a kitchen knife could be used to cut vegetables…
Or to cut people~~~
However, in Meteor City, such boundaries were extremely blurred.
"So it mainly depends on purpose…"
Moge gradually came to this realization.
Just like Gin, who had once fled in the One Piece world—his faction was undoubtedly that of an evil pirate.
Yet, at that time, all he wanted was a meal to fill his stomach.
"Similarly, in Meteor City… food is also the most important thing…"
Moge rubbed his temples lightly.
He had already been in this Hunter × Hunter world for two full days without leaving the house, carefully analyzing his surroundings.
There was no doubt that this was Meteor City.
And the house he occupied likely belonged to a low-level resident who lived on a garbage mountain.
Two days ago, when that resident went out scavenging, he probably met with an accident and never returned.
This allowed Moge, who had transmigrated, to take over seamlessly.
Along with awakening his Nen Ability and golden finger, he had also obtained basic knowledge of the local language and the house's ownership.
But in Meteor City, did survival really start with just a house and scavenging?
"The remaining food here is already gone. I need to replenish supplies."
Feeling hunger stirring in his stomach, Moge sighed helplessly.
What kind of opening was this?
He finally transmigrated, yet he couldn't even eat properly.
As for going outside to compete for food with the fierce residents of Meteor City…
He rejected that idea immediately.
At his current weak developmental stage, avoiding conflict was the wisest choice.
Even though he possessed Nen and could barely be considered a Nen user…
Meteor City was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
No one knew when a terrifying expert might suddenly appear.
Caution was essential.
Moreover, he was an inventor.
Solving problems through creation was his path.
Besides, the current timeline outside did not seem familiar.
Moge looked at the tattered calendar hanging on the wall.
1983.
"…What year did it send me to?!!"
As everyone knew, the official beginning of Hunter × Hunter was when Gon Freecss embarked on the Hunter Exam.
That year was 1999.
Now, there were still sixteen years to go.
"Which means…"
Moge rubbed his forehead repeatedly.
"Tonpa the Great is only thirty now… and that diamond-loving woman… well, she shouldn't be that old yet. Only forty-one."
The word "only" was used very skillfully.
In other words, the current Meteor City was very different from what he remembered.
More than 1500 years ago, Meteor City had already been used as a dumping ground.
For countless years, it had remained forgotten by the world.
It truly entered public attention in 1989.
Six years from now.
A certain country arrested a homeless man without identification on suspicion of murder.
After investigation, he was found to have no nationality and no social records.
He claimed to be from Meteor City.
Despite his denial, he was forcibly prosecuted.
The court offered no chance for defense and sentenced him guilty.
Three years later, another criminal was arrested, and evidence proved the homeless man's innocence.
Soon after, thirty-one people involved in the wrongful conviction—police officers, judges, prosecutors, witnesses, jurors, and lawyers—were all assassinated.
The killers used switch-type bombs, dying together with their targets.
Witnesses claimed that they smiled and shook hands before detonating.
Thirty-one explosions occurred simultaneously in different locations.
"We don't reject anything… but don't think you can take anything from our hands."
This sentence became the world's true understanding of Meteor City.