After Pairo was cured, Cheadle did not leave immediately.
For one thing, she remained full of curiosity about Kevin's Nen Ability and was in the midst of in-depth discussions with Kevin regarding relevant operations.
Instinctively, she even hoped to cooperate deeply with Kevin; building a good relationship now would make it much easier when she needed to make requests later.
For another, she needed to perform more check-ups on Pairo to ensure that no aftereffects would occur.
This was the professional ethics she had to possess as a doctor; she would only accept her payment and leave here once she could guarantee the other party's health.
On the training ground inside the manor.
Wing stood quietly to the side, watching the situation on the field.
Kurapika and Pairo were conducting basic physical training, and it seemed the training had already been going on for a long time.
Both were drenched in sweat, and the sweat gathered beneath them, almost forming small puddles.
Previously, Pairo could not have withstood such high-intensity training; even normal training for a child would have already been unbearable for him.
But he accepted this kind of high-intensity training willingly, as it only made him feel that his body was becoming stronger and healthier.
Neon, who should have been training with them, was currently resting quietly on a lounge chair nearby.
High-intensity training was too strenuous for Neon; her usual training intensity was only half of the other two.
If she really didn't want to, or even threw a tantrum, it would be reduced at discretion.
Regarding this, Wing did not force her.
For this kind of high-intensity training, subjective will was very necessary.
Biscuit sat under a parasol in the distance, quietly drinking afternoon tea while flipping through a magazine.
She looked just like a relaxed young lady.
"Biscuit, what are your thoughts on those three?"
Kevin sat down beside her and asked.
Although he already knew through prophecy that these children were quite talented, he wanted to hear Biscuit's insights more.
After all, Biscuit's judgment was worth trusting.
Upon hearing the question, Biscuit did not even look up, just nodded slightly and began to comment: "Kurapika should be the most outstanding in terms of talent among the three."
"So-called talent does not just refer to innate conditions. He is more rational, has his own principles, clear goals in his heart, knows how to persist, and is willing to put in the effort for it."
These traits combined constituted a person's talent and potential.
And Biscuit had to admit that Kurapika met these conditions.
Kevin nodded; in fact, he had also noticed that Kurapika had the best talent among the three.
"Next is Pairo. After he recovered his health, his talent began to manifest."
"He is equally rational, and compared to Kurapika, his thinking is more comprehensive. However, I have also heard that the hatred in his heart is deeper than Kurapika's."
Hearing this, Kevin said helplessly: "There is no way around that. It is impossible for him to forget the hatred, and I do not want him to forget it either."
Biscuit did not express an opinion on this, just continued: "The hatred and that darkness within his heart cannot be eliminated. Do not expect to wait until he grows up to let him awaken his Nen Ability."
"I understand your thoughts; you feel they are still young. They lack their own clear worldviews and values, and building a Nen Ability is prone to problems, leading to extremes or even wasting talent."
"But I must remind you, although they are young, their experiences and rationality make them no different from adults. Their wisdom is not much weaker than that. So, whether they build their Nen Ability now or a few years later makes little difference to them; at most, there is only a difference in experience."
"What kind of Nen Ability they will build is largely determined by their hearts and tragic experiences; these have long been deeply branded into their souls."
"Unless a major change equivalent to that occurs, it will not change because of your will."
Hearing these words from Biscuit, Kevin fell into silence. Because he had indeed thought that way before.
But compared to the experienced Biscuit, he was still too immature, and he deeply admired Biscuit's insight into people.
The hatred of clan extermination—how could it easily fade with time?
This hatred would be forever engraved in the depths of their souls, and it would inevitably be reflected when they built their Nen Ability.
Their tragic experiences made their thoughts and will tend toward maturity.
As they aged, there would only be changes in subtle details; there would not be much change in essence.
They were no longer ignorant children; they had long since silently made up their minds and were firmly moving toward their goals.
They had their own understanding and views on the world, themselves, and their environment.
Kevin realized that his previous thoughts were merely conclusions drawn from the standpoint of an elder, carrying a condescending attitude.
This couldn't help but remind him of his childhood, or rather, the experiences that every person around him might have had in their childhood.
He only needed to prevent them from heading toward fatal extremes; for the rest, he should give these two children more confidence.
Their experiences were not those of ordinary people, and they themselves were not ordinary people.
"Everyone's experience is different; you cannot view the problem solely from the perspective of age."
Biscuit said softly.
Clearly, Kevin's in-depth understanding of Nen Ability was still not enough.
This was also part of the teaching.
Speaking to this point, Biscuit said no more and silently drank tea and ate snacks.
Kevin seemed to have figured something out, changed the subject, and asked: "Then what about Neon? How do you evaluate her?"
"No special thoughts; she is a little girl who self-awakened her Nen Ability and has talent. But you have also seen that she subjectively lacks the will to pursue strength."
"She is the typical kind of child, but life gave her talent, and she self-awakened her Nen Ability. I don't know what kind of Nen Ability she awakened, but it looks like it should be the Specialization系, and it has significant restrictions, causing her to often be in a state of Zetsu."
"However, just like yourself, children who self-awaken the Specialization系 are all extraordinary, which shows that they have had their own persistence since childhood."
But thinking about it, this analogy was also wrong, because Kevin was essentially an Enhancer.
In this world, not everyone is competitive and eager to possess powerful strength.
If everyone were like that, the world would have been in chaos long ago.
Everyone has their own goals.
This is what human social development requires.
Just like Kevin, he pursues power because he is already mature and understands the importance of power in this world.
It is also because of his own insecurity.
Therefore, one cannot judge others solely based on personal preferences and one's own concepts of right and wrong.
Neon is an innocent and lively child, and also a girl who loves beauty.
Fighting and killing should not be her concern, and a strong body is not what she wishes for. Even with the talent to self-awaken her Nen Ability, her own will is also an important factor in measuring talent and potential.
"So for her, my advice is not to over-interfere; ensuring basic physical training is enough."
"As she ages, gradually and slowly increase the training intensity, and her Nen Volume will naturally increase; the increase in Nen Volume will also provide feedback to her Nen Ability."
"This way, she won't be in a state of Zetsu all the time like she is now, and she won't be too fragile."
Saying this, Biscuit shrugged: "And she is indeed a girl who loves beauty; there is nothing wrong with that, just ensuring basic exercise is enough."
Kevin felt that the tone of Biscuit saying this was strange.
"And—" Biscuit said, her eyes shining, pointing to the training ground.
Kevin looked over in that direction.
At this moment, Kurapika, who had finished resting, walked to Neon's side and sat down. Neon immediately sat up and fanned him and handed him water.
Seeing this, Kurapika smiled shyly.
Pairo sat to the side, seemingly not noticing that there was anything unusual.
"Ah~ future childhood sweethearts."
Biscuit held her cheeks with both hands, looking intoxicated, her face filled with a full smile.
As she said this, she also nudged Kevin with her elbow.
"You must invite me as a guest often in the future; I want to witness their growth. How beautiful!"
While saying this, Biscuit didn't know what she thought of, and started twisting on the spot.
Looking at this appearance of Biscuit, Kevin shook his head helplessly.
"They are just innocent childhood friends right now; don't force them together blindly." Kevin thought to himself, not knowing in which corner Light was probably gnashing his teeth.
"I'm just watching; I won't mess around." Biscuit muttered with dissatisfaction.
After finishing, she said with great regret: "Your Pairo is gloomy all day long; sigh, shouldn't this be a perfect love triangle?"
In Biscuit's view, this kind of slightly tangled triangular relationship, full of love and hate, was the most interesting.
"Given Pairo's personality, he won't like Neon; given Neon's personality, it's impossible for her to like Pairo."
At this moment, Kevin, who was also "eating melon" along with them, commented like this.
If nothing else, he could still see this much.
"I think Biscuit's meaning might be different from what you think." I don't know when, Menchi had squatted down beside the two, and said softly.
"Oh! You understand very well!"
Biscuit seemed to have met a soulmate, jumped down directly from her seat, and squatted down beside Menchi.
Menchi smiled slightly, and the two began to whisper, not knowing what they were talking about.
But the strange smiles on their faces were clearly not about anything good.
I don't know when, Cheadle also walked over, but she was clearly not interested in this.
She was just coming out to rest in the middle of her research, and by the way, to see Pairo's training results and check if there were any aftereffects.
Buhara stood beside Kevin and asked with confusion: "What are they chatting about?"
He seemed not to understand this aspect very well.
When Menchi spoke, Kevin had already guessed what this "old urchin" Biscuit was thinking.
"You wouldn't want to know."
"Is that so?" Buhara didn't ask any further.
At this time, at the resting area by the training ground.
Kurapika and Neon sat together.
"Why do you train so hard? Aren't you tired?"
Hearing Neon's question, Kurapika glanced at her, then looked toward the distance with firm eyes, and shook his head.
"Very tired, but I must persist, because I have things that must be accomplished."
Neon sat quietly to the side, staring intently at Kurapika's profile.
"Then you must do your best."
"Thanks, I will." After Kurapika finished speaking, he looked at her seriously again: "I will also protect you well!"
"What? What are you saying!" Neon's cheeks flushed slightly, and she hurriedly turned her head away.
Kurapika didn't react for a moment, and explained solemnly: "Uncle Light and Uncle Kevin both told me to protect you well."
After all, Neon was currently a key protection target and needed reliable people to guard her closely.
Ever since Kurapika's talent was discovered, he became a suitable candidate.
It was fine in the manor, but if they went out, perhaps Kurapika would need to protect Neon in the future.
Of course, it was not needed at the moment, but informing Kurapika in advance could let him be mentally prepared.
This could also allow Kurapika to become Light's assistant to a certain extent, assisting in handling some work, and promoting his learning and growth.
These were some of Light's arrangements and ideas.
Kevin and Light had both seen the prophecy, and in the end, Light chose Kurapika; after all, his daughter's relationship with Kurapika was relatively good.
Pairo sat beside Kurapika, silently drinking water.
With his more mature mind, he understood the situation of the two to some extent.
However, he had no waves about this, just feeling that the two were noisy.
"As expected of you, Kurapika, to say that so easily!"
Biscuit was listening to the conversation between the two from a distance.
As a powerful Nen User, she only needed to use a little trick to easily eavesdrop on the conversation from afar.
At this moment, she was excitedly "eating melon".
"What did he say?" Menchi, who hadn't heard the content, asked anxiously. She only saw one of them with a serious expression, and the other with a shy face.
"Tell me quickly!" Unable to hear the key information, Menchi was so anxious she was scratching her ears and cheeks.
Cheadle was just drinking tea silently to the side, and rolled her eyes helplessly.
She was becoming more and more helpless about Biscuit's behavior.
Perhaps this was the secret to Biscuit keeping a young state of mind?
After all, Cheadle knew very well that Biscuit's age was quite a bit older than hers, but her mentality was always this young.
At night.
Kevin sat before the table, and a specially made syringe-like object was placed on the table.
This was a customized syringe, and Kevin was examining it repeatedly, reaching out to touch it, and even sticking out his tongue to lick it twice.
If someone else saw this, they would probably think Kevin had caught some strange illness.
"Conjuration is actually so troublesome."
That's right, he was building his own Nen Ability, intending to use 『Moments Dream』 as a foundation and additionally expand a usage component.
Regarding his idea, Biscuit completely agreed.
This was essentially an enhancement of Kevin's own ability, which could not only improve the two Nen Abilities but also exert stronger effects in battle.
Biscuit highly approved of this idea and also discussed the relevant knowledge of the Conjuration System with Kevin in detail, sharing a lot of in-depth information.
Simply put, if you want to conjure a certain object, you must deeply understand its texture, touch, and even the feeling of licking it, and details like size must be clearly imprinted in your mind.
It needs to reach the level where various feedback can be presented when thinking carefully in the mind, as if the object is right before your eyes.
This requires spending quite a bit of time.
Next is to build the rules; what kind of rules do you want the conjured object to possess?
The rules must be closely related to the conjured object, and based on this, amplify or distort it.
Even if there is no relevant connection, at worst, it will cost a bit more.
With 『Moments Dream』 as a connection aid, Kevin had considered this point from the beginning, so it was not difficult.
But the first step required him to invest a large amount of time.
"Sleeping with it in my arms, I feel like a strange pervert."
Kevin muttered to himself, held the syringe in his arms, and fell asleep just like that.
A few days later.
Cheadle was preparing to leave; she had already confirmed that Pairo had fully recovered his health.
She also had many things of her own that needed to be handled.
"Are you leaving today? Not staying for a while longer?" Kevin asked with some reluctance.
During this time of communicating and learning with Cheadle, he had gained a lot.
With such a top medical scholar and Nen User by his side, his ideas for potion-making had made great progress.
"I also have many things to be busy with. However, I have also gained quite a lot during these days of communicating and learning with you. I can give you a discount on the commission."
Cheadle rarely made a joke.
Kevin smiled helplessly, took out an exquisite box from his bosom and handed it to her.
"This is the potion you wanted; it's all prepared."
Cheadle opened the box in front of him to check it, nodded, and at this time she saw a card stuck on the lid.
"What is this card?"
This shouldn't be within the scope of the payment, right?
And this didn't look like a bank card either.
The card face was pure black, with golden lines wrapping around the edges, outlining an irregular stone on the card face, and the inside of the stone presented a crystal-clear red.
It was like an irregular red gemstone falling on the card, looking very exquisite.
The back of the card had a big "V" character, as well as anti-counterfeiting signs and a barcode for data reading.
"This is a membership card, a top-tier membership card; I call it a Black Card. After my shop officially opens, you can use this card to consume."
"There will be many discounts and privileges; I will notify you of the specific situation after the shop opens."
Hearing such an explanation, Cheadle nodded and put the card away; she was actually quite interested in this card.
"Then I will take my leave. Before I leave, let me give you a small inspiration: Have you ever thought about letting your potion become a part of the material and performing secondary refining and superposition?"
"I will just say this much. I feel that in this exchange, you should already have relevant inspiration."
After speaking, Cheadle waved her hand and left here.
"Secondary refining and superposition?" Kevin muttered to himself.