The security guard shook his head.
"My job is to recognize licenses, not people. If you don't have a hunter's license, I can't let you in."
The burly man: "No, I have to go back and look for it!"
The burly man immediately became restless. A hunter's license is a professional hunter's most important possession.
And once it's lost, it can't be replaced.
"I remember that after the Crownstealer Cicadas steal something, they usually put it back in their nests, and their nests..."
The burly man, worthy of being a Poacher Hunter, was very knowledgeable about the habits of these rare creatures.
He quickly calmed down and began to think about some useful information.
But just as his thoughts were starting to flow and he was about to take action.
"Huh?!"
The burly man turned and saw the young man next to him, who had also been blocked at the gate and hadn't entered.
At this moment, the other party suddenly pulled out a strange fishing rod.
"Do you know how to fish?"
The young man asked with a faint smile.
"Uh, fishing?"
The burly man nodded subconsciously: "I know how to do that."
"Then that will do."
The young man nodded slightly, then turned and pulled out a pink object that resembled a toy fish pond.
"You should remember what your hunter's license looks like and what the number is, right?"
Luke swung the fishing rod in his hand and looked at the burly man.
"Huh? I remember it..."
The burly man answered while feeling bewildered.
"Then it should not be a problem."
Luke lifted the bait end of the fishing rod and held it out to his mouth.
It was shaped like a suction cup.
"I want to fish for his hunter's license, which was lost in this forest."
After speaking to the suction cup, Luke casually swung the fishing rod into the toy fish pond.
Plop.
The bait sank, leaving only the buoy floating on the surface of the toy fish pond.
"Is this water?!"
The security guard nearby stared with wide eyes at the fishing rod and toy fish pond.
"No..."
Luke smiled.
"This is a four-dimensional projection screen."
Ding!
As soon as he finished speaking, the buoy emitted a flash of white light.
"Got it!"
Luke raised his hand and grabbed the suction cup of the rod, latched onto something square, and yanked it up from the toy fish pond's surface.
"Is that my hunter's license?!"
The burly man's eyes widened.
That hunter's license might be a standard issue from the Hunter Association.
But the unique individual number on it definitely marked it as his!
He had only just lost it, already preparing himself to search the vast forest, like looking for a needle in a haystack, bracing for months of futile searching.
But then, unexpectedly, there was a sudden turn of events. This young man, a complete stranger, had actually fished his own hunter's license out of this strange, four-dimensional projection screen-like toy fish pond?!
This truly was a surprising, unexpected turn of events, like a ray of hope.
"Here you go!"
Luke reeled in the fishing rod, tossing the hunter's license back to the burly man.
"Ah, thank you!"
The burly man hurriedly took it.
Then he thanked Luke profusely, checked the license to make sure it was in good condition, and then, overjoyed, carefully put it away.
"Thank you so much!"
The burly man's grin widened while his eyes were filled with surprise as he spoke with gratitude.
"I almost thought I would never find it again!"
"Thanks to you... I get it back!"
As he spoke, his emotions grew more intense.
His eyes seemed to flush red with excitement and gratitude.
"My name is Ginta, and I'm a Poacher Hunter!"
He continued to bow repeatedly in thanks while introducing himself loudly.
"I came here to search for the Two-headed Wolf in the Daragas forest wildlife park and protect them from poachers!"
He patted his chest, proud of his identity and work.
"I'm Luke, an inventor."
Luke smiled as he introduced himself to Ginta, who was one of the future Zodiac Twelve.
Yes, the burly, emotional man before him was none other than the future upper echelons in the Hunter Association.
Ginta, who later became a member of the Zodiacs with the codename Sheep
He was a Poacher Hunter and Ranger.
He was a large, emotional giant who wept bitterly over the death of Chairman Netero.
And his strength was quite impressive. Even Hisoka's assessment of his strength was a 90.
Illumi's was only a 95.
In other words, based on Hisoka's sharp eyes and experience, Ginta's strength was nearly on par with Illumi's.
This was why, during the Dark Continent expedition, he was assigned to the biology team, responsible for security.
Within the Hunter Association, he was a conservative figure who valued balance.
"Inventor?!"
After hearing Luke's introduction, Ginta's attention shifted back to the toy pond where Luke had just cast his fishing rod and retrieved his hunter's license.
"Are these all your inventions, Luke?"
"Yes, it's called the Fishing Pond For Things You Dropped, a tool specifically designed to retrieve lost items."
Invention: Fishing Pond For Things You Dropped
Origin: Doraemon World — Future Tech Company.
Function: State the features of the lost item into the rod, place it into the four-dimensional projection pool, and the rod will automatically search and hook the lost item.
"A tool for fishing for lost items?!"
Ginta nodded repeatedly. "That's a truly useful ability."
"This way, no matter who loses something, they can find it again with this invention."
"It's a very practical ability."
Ginta has a fondness for this kind of auxiliary, helpful gadget.
He even got his hunter's license back with this invention.
"It's just an invention."
Luke corrected him.
"I understand..."
Ginta nodded knowingly. "So it's your Nen ability that materializes these special tools, right?"
"I've heard of certain specialists or conjurers who could produce unique items with special functions."
"Your ability should be very similar to those Nen abilities."
Well, according to Ginta's understanding, strictly speaking, it's quite similar.
"This..."
Suddenly, the security guard nearby also understood what was going on, cut in, and interrupted their conversation.
"So this thing... can fish up any lost item?"