"He actually just left like that?!"
Biscuit watched Luke's figure gradually disappear into the crowd, a light flashing through her eyes.
"Though it seemed like a chance encounter here in Heavens Arena, it's entirely possible he used some strange ability, like his invention, to track me down."
"And he seems to know me well. There's a high chance he's here for me."
"To be precise, he should be here for my guidance and teaching..."
Luke and the others came to the Heavens Arena, perhaps, as he himself said, for experience and money.
After all, the fighting style of those guys named Feitan, Uvogin, and Phinks was crude.
It looked like a street thug's style, relying entirely on sheer brute force.
And on top of that, after opening their aura nodes and learning Nen, they were just pushing through with reinforced power.
They hadn't at all mastered the essence of Nen or made full use of their natural physical advantages.
In Biscuit's eyes, such a fighting style couldn't be any rougher.
Of course, she was already used to it.
There were too many such idiots in this world, or talented individuals who were drowned out by a lack of guidance.
She generally watched calmly and coldly from the sidelines.
Unless… they were truly dazzling gems, so dazzling that she couldn't easily look away.
Otherwise, Biscuit wouldn't arbitrarily interfere with others' fates.
And Luke's companions... They really seemed like the type of people who needed someone to interfere in their fate.
Biscuit wasn't being boastful.
She could swear with a clear conscience that when it came to teaching others, she was absolutely first-rate.
Luke and his companions, if they could receive her guidance, could definitely reach even greater heights.
They had such potential.
Biscuit had her own judgment.
Furthermore, Biscuit could sense that after meeting her, Luke had indeed developed a strong desire.
But then, for some reason, it faded. At first, Biscuit thought Luke was just holding back and hiding, waiting for her next move.
But seeing how he walked away without hesitation, even quickening his pace, eager to leave...
"Is he doing this on purpose to get my attention?"
The experienced driver thought of the tactic of playing hard to get.
Well, this tactic is indeed used quite often when pursuing girls.
But it doesn't work very well on a girl like her…
"Hmm?!"
While Biscuit was pondering, her expression suddenly changed.
Swish!
She immediately raised her head and looked in the direction she had sensed something.
But all she saw ahead was a dense crowd of people, no one else.
Biscuit's brows gradually furrowed.
She could clearly sense that it wasn't an illusion.
Someone had definitely just done something toward her!
For no apparent reason, she thought of Luke and his group, who had just left.
"As expected of one of the world's top-class professional hunters..."
Hidden in the crowd, Luke lowered the strange camera he was holding.
"I've already talked to her so much, temporarily distracted her, and even used multiple mirrors' refraction to find the perfect angle to shoot her, but she still caught on."
Luke sighed inwardly.
He thought he had already been careful enough, even sending Nobunaga away to look for Uvogin and the others.
He was acting alone, yet Biscuit still managed to detect him.
From now on, when dealing with hunters of her caliber, he'd have to be even more cautious.
"Of course, I've achieved my goal."
Luke gazed at the peculiar camera in his hand, a satisfied smile finally forming on his lips.
Without a doubt, Biscuit was an extremely competent and very suitable teacher.
But for Luke and his group right now, her role would only extend to teaching.
Biscuit's personality was indeed somewhat incompatible with Uvogin and the others.
So, if Biscuit were to teach them, it was likely that they would end up clashing and parting on bad terms.
But Luke also truly envied Biscuit's teaching abilities.
He and others were precisely lacking such an experienced and insightful teacher.
Well, simply needing guidance was enough.
And so…
"It's exactly what we need!"
Luke smiled as he gazed at the peculiarly shaped camera in his hands.
"The Whole Copy Camera."
It was a handheld camera with a yellow and green frame and a blue lens.
Invention: Whole Copy Camera.
Origin: Doraemon World — Future Tech Company.
Function: This video camera can create a miniature of real things by recording them. Point this camera at an object for a few moments. After that, the object will be formed into a real miniature that can move.
In Doraemon, Nobita uses this Whole Copy Camera to photograph an excavator, a passenger plane, a washing machine, and more.
The resulting miniature models are nearly 1:1 replicas, and even those that are incomplete still function exactly like the originals.
Of course, if this were the only function, it would probably only be effective in micro-carving and miniature models.
It's more like a household toy for children.
But…
This Whole Copy Camera has an additional, quite amazing function.
That's...
Bang!
The back of the camera opened, and a small, glowing red ball popped out.
And when the ball exploded…
Ta-da-da!
A petite and adorable miniature figure made its grand entrance!
"The so-called Whole Copy..."
Luke gazed at the familiar figure emerging from the ball of light in his palm and smiled subtly.
"... Isn't limited to just objects!"
"...?"
In Luke's palm, the tiny and delicate mini Biscuit blinked her big eyes, shining like pools of autumn water, sparkling as she looked around at the surroundings.
Yes, it was a perfect, one-to-one replica of Biscuit, shrunk down to a miniature size!
The Whole Copy Camera can replicate not only objects, but even humans!
Just like in the original, Nobita wanted to use this Whole Copy Camera to take a picture of Shizuka to help him do his homework, but he accidentally snapped a shot of Dekisugi instead, and a miniaturized copy of him popped out.
The mini copy not only had a shrunken body, but its consciousness was weakened as well.
It was truly like a living toy model.
And yet, it caused no effect on the original body.
The only benefit was that the mini copy could inherit the intellect and wisdom of the original.