Fifty billion Jenny.
This was the price Eve paid to obtain the Eye of Truth card.
Yet this astronomical sum was not the Eye of Truth organization's set price.
In truth, the Eye of Truth organization never sold their cards; their methods were far more mysterious and unique.
If someone caught their attention, they would spend "six days" "observing" every aspect of that person.
Only if they deemed the individual "qualified for membership" would they take the initiative to deliver the Eye of Truth card through various means.
However, the choice to join the organization was entirely up to the individual.
The Eye of Truth organization never forced anyone.
And once the decision to join was made, it meant shouldering the ideals of the Eye of Truth.
In return, one could enjoy the extraordinary abilities of the Eye of Truth card as a "member."
The Eye of Truth card in Finger Nolan's possession was a gift from the organization.
However, after receiving the card, Nolan did not immediately choose to join the Eye of Truth. Instead, he temporarily stored this "opportunity to choose" in a safe.
As a result, after his death, the Eye of Truth card fell into Morrow's hands.
The card in Eve's possession, however, was purchased from someone else.
This was the fundamental reason she had to pay fifty billion Jenny.
Had the Eye of Truth organization noticed her existence and recognized her qualifications, she wouldn't have needed to pay such an exorbitant sum.
Nevertheless, Eve's willingness to spend fifty billion on the card also reflected the importance she placed on Nen.
Morrow knew almost nothing about the Eye of Truth card.
When he heard the price of fifty billion, his only thought was: What extravagance.
But then it occurred to him...
When it came to fifty billion, he wasn't much better.
Morrow shook his head slightly, thinking that the value of the Eye of Truth card was even higher than the qualification for Greed Island.
What exactly was the origin of this organization, which the Tree Hollow administrator had described as "a bunch of lunatics"?
And how was this card created?
For a moment, countless questions surged in Morrow's mind, followed by an even stronger curiosity.
Although he had an Eye of Truth card in his possession, he had never been interested in delving into the secrets of this mysterious organization before.
But after witnessing Eve display the Eye of Truth card before him, especially since it involved Nen abilities, Morrow couldn't help but develop a deep fascination.
Compared to the outrageous price, he was far more interested in understanding the card's specific effects.
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That Nen space earlier, no...
Halfway through his question, Morrow suddenly realized something.
He quickly pulled out his phone and glanced at the time.
From the moment he entered the royal tomb to finding the harp, the entire process had taken no more than ten minutes.
After that, he and Eve had clashed countless times in the "Nen space."
Yet the time displayed on his phone showed that barely any time had passed.
So everything they had experienced wasn't reality; it was more like their consciousnesses, or even their spiritual spaces, had connected?
And under the influence of the "ability," the length of the spiritual space had been greatly extended?
If that were the case, it would explain why they couldn't die and why they had unlimited energy.
With this speculation, Morrow couldn't help but frown. What concerned him more was the growth brought by countless collisions.
If this wasn't reality, wouldn't all his efforts have been in vain?
Realizing this, Morrow didn't bother questioning the details about the Eye of Truth card or pay any attention to Eve's reaction. Instead, he suddenly tightened his grip on the Poultry Scarlet Knife and slashed a crimson blade light toward his side.
As the blade light dissipated, the crystalline blade of the Poultry Scarlet Knife froze mid-air, enveloped in a faint aura.
However, this aura didn't originate from Morrow; it was the knife's own.
Only then did the aura on Morrow's right hand, still gripping the hilt, belatedly coalesce into a cluster.
No good.
Just like before, the flow of his aura still couldn't keep up with the speed of his slashes.
Yet there was a slight difference.
The slash he had just executed, driven purely by intent, felt completely fluid and natural, without any hint of stiffness or restraint...
So, the tangible experiences within that space hadn't been just a fleeting dream.
With this thought, Morrow swung the knife several more times.
It felt utterly natural to him, yet the speed of his aura still lagged behind his intent.
But with each slash, his sensations grew increasingly peculiar.
How could he describe it?
Though he couldn't yet achieve perfect harmony between his aura and blade momentum, there was an innate, effortless awareness, as if he were merely playing around casually, yet could achieve it anytime he wished.
It's my "body" that can't keep up, or rather, hasn't "synced" yet.
After several attempts, Morrow gradually understood the reason and confirmed his earlier speculation.
That Nen space was essentially a mental link between him and Eve.
Every collision was a manifestation at the level of consciousness.
These experiences had solidified into knowledge, becoming part of his cognition.
However, this "experience" seemed temporarily stored, only to be released through "adaptation" or "targeted training."
Understanding this, Morrow couldn't help but think of games where leveling up was the main focus.
The characters controlled by players could store accumulated experience before the server unlocked higher levels.
Once new levels were available, they would gain more experience than usual while grinding.
Morrow's current situation was essentially the same.
In other words, as long as he focused on training, the vast reserves of experience stored in his mental space would be reflected back onto him at an accelerated rate.
Rather than forcibly cramming "experiences" into my head, this gentler method of extracting knowledge might suit me better now.
Relieved that his efforts hadn't been wasted, Morrow let out a quiet sigh.
Though it would take time, in the real world, rewards often came only after effort.
Moreover, this approach could compensate for his slower training speed, a limitation due to his innate talent, unlike prodigies like Killua and Gon.
Morrow quickly made up his mind.
Once this matter was resolved, he would find a quiet place to dedicate himself to mastering advanced Nen techniques.
He wasn't sure how long it would take, but no matter what, he had to fully integrate the "experiences" from his mental space into reality before the Death Threshold arrived.
—--
"That space, was it created by your card or is it your own ability?"
Morrow continued with his earlier question.
Eve was still surprised by Morrow's strange behavior just now, but she didn't hide the truth when she heard the question.
"Both are involved. The cards from the Eye of Truth Association are like incomplete mobile software programs, and I merely act as the phone that runs them. Then, based on the needs, I modify the desired settings within the program."
"..."
Morrow was slightly startled, naturally thinking of the ability of the Etude of Love.
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Bonus chapter @100 power stones.