Chapter 36 Hiss, it smells so good! !

Whether it is Killua’s mother Kikyo, butler Wutong, and trainee butler Kanalia, they all come from Meteor Street.

But with Mo Lin, Uvogin, and Nobunaga wicked against the elders, this road basically didn’t work.

And even if they could, they didn’t plan to be thugs.



Going through the garbage dump is either relying on the defense of mind, avoiding radiation and going out, or catching a garbage truck dumping garbage from the outside world.

Among the few people present, Chrollo, Mo Lin, Machi, Uvogin and Nobunaga have mastered the reading, and the latter three are still half-baked novices.

So Feitan could only find a relatively large vehicle. After knocking the driver out, a group of people got in the vehicle and left.

It’s not that Feitan was soft-hearted and saved the driver’s life.

A rule that cannot be ignored in Meteor Street and the outside world is that drivers who transport garbage are not allowed to be killed.

For the people in Meteor Street to survive, they also need to rely on these drivers to bring the garbage in.

If you say kill, kill, and after no one comes to transport the garbage, Meteor Street is not far from the decline of the riot.

Above this wilderness, in the dark night.

Under the bright moonlight, you will see trucks coming from outside from time to time, loaded with piles of garbage, heading towards Meteor Street.

When a person is driving a large truck with one arm hanging out the window, he looks at the endless desert in the distance, especially when the moon is hanging high.

A refreshing feeling came back to life spontaneously.

Although they did not know the roads of the city, there were a lot of vehicles on the desert, and they could always find places where people gathered.

It was Franklin, the big brother in this group of people who drove.

Older, more experienced, and more knowledgeable in life skills.

The co-pilot was Uvogin, who was laughing and barking at the boundless wilderness outside.

In the back car, Chrollo and Mo Lin are explaining Nen to Feitan and Pakunoda.

Franklin in front of him drove and listened.

“So, that kind of magical power is called Nian?”

Feitan sat in the corner, appearing to be even smaller.

His fingers kept twitching, showing a little unrest in his heart.

“After finding a suitable city, Mo Lin and I will help you open Aura Nodes~”

Chrollo smiled and said, “Learn to read as soon as possible, and your strength can be better improved.”

Pakunoda nodded, and Feitan’s fingers gradually calmed down.

However, the hearts of the two people are even more looking forward to it.

“Right, talking about this~”

Chrollo turned to look at Mo Lin, Machi, and Nobunaga.

“I don’t know the attributes and department of your reading yet. I belong to the trait department.”

He first reported his home.

“Farewell?”

Nobunaga leaned against the car and yawned: “Uvogin and I are both Enhancers, Machi is Conjurer, and Mo Lin…well.”

He hesitated, “In his words, it should be Manipulator, and traits.”

“Two lines?”

Chrollo raised his left hand, his thumb was on his chin, his right hand supported his left elbow, and he looked at Mo Lin suspiciously.

This is a consistent manifestation of him falling into thinking.

“At the time of the Mizumi style, there were two phenomena of Manipulator and Trait.”

Mo Lin replied concisely.

“That’s it~”

Chrollo nodded suddenly.

Then he showed a very interested smile:

“In that case, your Nen wants to be special, right?”

His eyes shone slightly, “You should have developed Nen, right?”

“Well, it’s developed.”

Mo Lin smiled and nodded, then backhanded and took out the gourmet tablecloth again.

Seeing this scene, Machi and Nobunaga straightened up for the first time, with undisguised expectations in their eyes.

“this is……”

Chrollo looked at the tablecloth, “Manipulator’s ability?”

“Almost the same~”

Mo Lin smiled, “Come on, it’s so late, shall I invite everyone to have a supper?”

He snapped his fingers and ordered the meal, and several bowls of steaming food suddenly appeared on the tablecloth!

The bottom of the bowl is crystal noodles. On top of the noodles, there are cucumbers, shredded radish, peanuts, and ~

The pile of meat sauce that looked dark but fragrant.

“Zayjang noodles, the most famous noodle in my hometown.”

Mo Lin said with a smile, holding a bowl while Pakunoda and Feitan looked slightly lost.

After being skillfully stirred and evenly stirred, the white noodles are brown in flesh.

“Sucking~”

Mo Lin gulped his noodles into his mouth.

Seeing Mo Lin personally demonstrate how to eat, Nobunaga and Machi, who could not wait for a long time, also eagerly picked up a bowl.

Stir it quickly like Mo Lin, and then deliver the noodles to your mouth.

“Hey, it’s so fragrant!!”

As soon as the noodles were imported, their eyes suddenly brightened.

Involuntarily, accelerated the speed of sucking.

The whole car suddenly filled with a fragrance.

“Can you have the ability to produce food?”

Seeing how many people were eating so delicious, Chrollo didn’t have any doubts in his heart, holding up a bowl of noodles and examining it closely.

The color, smell, and taste are complete, even if he hasn’t eaten anything good with his tongue, Chrollo can tell it.

The cooking level of this bowl of noodles, even if placed outside, is definitely not low. *

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