The sudden rise in fame was something Moses had expected.
The youngest Single Star Pro Hunter in the history of the Hunter Association...
No matter how calm he tried to remain about this achievement and status, there was no doubt that it would draw more attention to him.
Like a bomb dropped into a lake, it was bound to create huge ripples.
And the benefits of this didn't just include the skyrocketing fame, as it also attracted the attention of law enforcement agencies from various countries.
If Moses continued to charge forward and achieved even more impressive feats, possibly even obtaining Double Star title...
It can be predicted that when he is hunting down a criminal, no matter where he goes, the local law enforcement will not only treat him as a guest of honor, but will also actively cooperate with him to the best of their ability.
This was the benefit of 'fame' combined with 'status'.
As his fame continued to grow, the fourth green orb on the Path of Legend's stone table appeared as expected.
As long as he could condense one more green orb and gather five of them, Moses would receive a cornerstone with a wide range of uses.
Although the condensation of the green orb was within Moses's expectations, he did not expect that Perception would reward him with a Divine Script proficiency buff at this moment.
'Giving me a pillow when I'm drowsy?'
'No, this was like being handed a fully equipped luxury bed!'
Maybe he was overthinking it...
But Moses couldn't shake the feeling that Perception really wanted him to master the Divine Script as soon as possible.
'The origin of the Divine Script is unknown. Humanity first discovered its existence through ancient ruins… through wall paintings and documents. However, there are mentions of the Divine Script in the book [The Journey to the New World] as well.'
In the dimly lit room, Moses slowly walked to the window and pulled open the curtains.
Squeak-
The soft curtain was drawn aside, and the hazy morning light filtered through the window, shining onto Moses.
'A colossal ancient city, like a labyrinth, and the Botanical Weapon, Brion, guarding it. Although there are only a few mentions of the Divine Script in that part, it is enough to show that the Divine Script also exists in the Dark Continent.'
Moses stared out at the ancient city cloaked in morning mist and thought to himself:
'So... it's highly likely that the Divine Script was created by ancient humans from the Dark Continent. Ging wouldn't jump to such a conclusion easily, but that's what I think.'
In the process of learning about the Divine Script, Ging had told Moses about the small references about the Divine Script in the book [The Journey to the New World].
This information indicated that the Divine Script originated from the Dark Continent.
It also gave Moses a vague sense that Perception might indeed originate from the Dark Continent.
'No point thinking about it too much. Better to just focus on mastering it.'
Moses returned to the desk and resumed studying the mountain of materials Ging had given him.
After a long time-
Creaaak.
Accompanied by a slight noise, the wooden door was pushed open.
Ging stepped into the room and immediately saw Moses sitting at the desk, deeply engrossed in study.
Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Moses put down the documents, turned his head to look at Ging, who was standing in front of the door, then turned his gaze to the lock on the wooden door.
He was sure he had locked it.
Ging smiled and held up a piece of wire between his fingers.
Moses instantly understood and shook his head in exasperation.
It seemed that all the Pro Hunters he knew had bad habits like this.
"Pulled an all-nighter?"
Ging pocketed the wire and glanced at the piles of documents on the desk.
Perhaps recalling the difficult days of learning the Divine Script himself, Ging quickly averted his gaze after just a brief look.
"Hmm."
Moses responded and continued to sift through the materials.
It is not an easy task to remember all the stroke structures of the Divine Script.
It was easy to imagine that with so many structural combinations, the possibilities were endless.
And he was only just getting started… it would take a lot of time before he could begin creating combinations.
Ging looked at Moses, who immersed himself once again, his thoughts paused slightly, and he moved his right foot hesitantly, but finally he took it back, turned around and left the room quietly.
'If he can keep up this motivation… even if he lacks talent, he'll definitely succeed in mastering the basics.'
Walking down the quiet hallway, Ging couldn't help but feel a bit nostalgic.
'Maybe six months.' Ging estimated, calculating how long it might take Moses to master the Divine Script.
That also meant it was the amount of time Ging would have to dedicate to Moses.
"Six months, huh..."
As he walked in the corridor, Ging furrowed his brow slightly.
"No, no. This is just the beginning. After Moses learns the basics, I'll still have to teach him the fundamentals of combination techniques."
The thought of staying in one place for at least a year made Ging feel restless.
But the words were already said, like water that couldn't be taken back once spilled.
'I'd just have to treat it like a commission and give it my all as a Pro Hunter.'
Ging could only comfort himself in this way.
Of course…
Psychological comfort alone is not enough, and some physical comfort is also needed.
That would be-
Letting Moses cover his expenses during this time, including the bar tab at Isaac's tavern.
He is not short of money, what he wants is the experience of being kept by someone.
Thinking about being able to drink Isaac's rare and fine wines from time to time in the future, Ging suddenly felt that staying in this misty ancient city for a while wouldn't be so bad.
Time slowly passes-
After officially beginning his training in the Divine Script, Moses received several calls from friends and family, such as Cheadle, Pyon, Kanzai, and Wright.
The reason for the calls was, of course, his promotion to Single Star Hunter.
Besides catching up, most of the conversations were filled with reminders.
Blacklist Hunters will target criminals they deem suitable as prey.
In fact, the same is true for criminals.
The crime rates around the world are terrible, and among the endless stream of criminals, there are often a few who stand out.
These criminals act unpredictably, not only unafraid of being hunted by Blacklist Hunters but even going out of their way to hunt the hunters themselves.
And a rising star like Moses, especially a newly minted Single Star Hunter, would undoubtedly ignite their desire to hunt.
Cheadle and the others specifically called to remind Moses about this, wanting him to be aware of such reverse hunting criminals.
If it weren't for their reminder, Moses wouldn't have known that there was such a kind of reverse hunting among criminals.
However, Moses didn't pay too much attention to it.
Compared to this small group of special criminals, the ones he should be more concerned are the remnants of the Phantom Troupe and the Erimo Bandit Group...
In order to condense the green orbs of the Path of Legend, Moses had chosen to publicly disclose his information on the Blacklist Hunter website.
Undoubtedly, those from the Phantom Troupe and the Erimo Bandit Group, who wished nothing more than to see him dead, would be closely watching his every move.
There would inevitably be future encounters and battles.
Aside from the calls from friends and family, Moses also received a call from Heavens Arena.
He initially thought it was a reminder for him to go to the arena for a match.
But instead, they were calling to congratulate him on becoming the youngest Single Star Hunter in history.
Moses politely thanked them and then tactfully explained that he didn't have time to participate in matches.
If a Floor Master doesn't sign up for a match within ninety days, they will be deemed to have voluntarily forfeited their title.
Although he only needed to fight in one match to get another ninety-day grace period, Moses was too lazy to make a special trip to the Heavens Arena for such thing.
So, he had already decided to give up his status as a Floor Master of Heavens Arena.
However, he did not expect that as soon as he casually mentioned it, the person in charge of the Heavens Arena on the other end of the phone directly gave him the privilege of retaining his Floor Master title without needing to compete.
Moses was quite surprised.
To him, the title of Floor Master is dispensable.
But since the person in charge of the Heavens Arena took the initiative to give him this convenience, he gladly accepted it.
After hanging up these calls, Moses set his phone to call-forwarding mode and immersed himself fully in the world of the Divine Script.