Eternal Night

Chapter 815 Target Determination
It's really just a matter of degree.

Wu Pifu suggested peaceful dialogue, but the "limit" was that the other party had to be human; he had no interest in even glancing at non-humans.

Similarly, his willingness to trade is based on equality and mutual benefit; it's impossible for him to ask to learn a single thought and for the other party to demand that he destroy the entire world.

First, he is not a wish-granting robot; second, he cannot destroy innocent lives; and third, the value must be equal.

Of course, since it was his proposal, there can be a premium, but it's absolutely impossible to accept an exorbitant price.

He thought his proposal was quite good. As for whether these people would demand inhuman slaughter or something, they were all human beings. At most, there might be some perverts or evil people among them who wouldn't make such a request. And even if they did, he could simply refuse.

No one present rejected Wu Pifu's suggestion, regardless of the reason or situation. At least on the surface, the atmosphere of wanting to fight immediately eased.

Peter Young and King were still looking at each other when Paris smiled and said to Wu Pifu, "Sir, could you give us some time to discuss and negotiate? We still have internal conflicts that need to be resolved. You can't expect us to agree and give you our wishes right now, can you?"

"of course can."

Wu Pifu naturally wouldn't make such a demanding request. He stood up and said, "Just prepare an ordinary room for me, and three meals a day will be the same as yours. I don't have any other requirements. So... is three days enough? Give me your answer three days from now."

Paris smiled and nodded, saying, "Of course, I agree to all of this on behalf of the owner of this place."

Naturally, no one could object to this, and even the vast majority of people... those who were not qualified to participate in this decisive battle at all, showed a look of ecstasy on their faces.

Wu Pifu's words imply that they might also get a share of the profits.

Keep in mind that this is the Dark Continent, and they may have seen the strongest and most invincible being in this world, or even the world they can imagine. Even if it's just a tiny wish of the being, they could obtain a very small share of it, which would be enough to transform them completely.

Afterwards, Wu Pifu naturally went to rest. He had been flying for five days and five nights in a row. Although he was not physically tired, he was mentally exhausted.

As for all the other Nen users, and the very few non-Nen users on the ship who wielded immense power, they began to discuss, coordinate, and even secretly vie for power and engage in conspiracies and schemes, but that was none of Wu Pifu's business.

"...So, Jin, are you really planning to fight me to the death?"

Peter Young, in his squad's room, first asked Kim a question.

Jin, looking rather lazy, replied, "Who knows?"

Peter Young didn't seem to mind at all, just laughed heartily, completely relaxed.

At that moment, a tall, thin man in Peter Young's group suddenly shouted sternly, "You joined our team! This is treason!"

Jin didn't care, but Peter Young's expression turned cold, and he slammed down his wine glass: "I don't mind others fighting for their own interests, nor do I mind that this fighting is a struggle against me, because that's life. The pursuit of life is more important than anything else, unless it's betrayal for something else, that's true betrayal. I hope you remember this. If I can't lead you to pursue the future, you can abandon me at will!"

The tall, thin man was deathly pale and remained silent. Paris then smiled and said, "So, what do you think of this man?"

Jin reached out his hand, and words appeared on his finger: "An unknown life form with human-like thinking, and good-like thinking at that, is likely a manifestation of a catastrophe from the deepest part of the Dark Continent, or the obsession of ancient human ancestors, or perhaps..."

Peter Young also reached out, and characters composed of thought appeared on his palm: "Or perhaps it's the 'catastrophe' that was speculated to exist in the Journey to the Continent, right?"

Jin shrugged.

Instead of using telepathy to convey the message, Paris continued, "So what is your advice to him?"

Peter Young continued to display the words: "It is an inevitable trend. Although I personally desire to know his origins, the secrets of his power, or something else, no one can stop him when he makes this suggestion."

Paris smiled, while Jin remained silent. At that moment, someone in the group also used Nen to conjure words and said, "Why? We are the strongest. Even if it's a wish made based on personal will, we can completely monopolize it. Why do you say it's the trend of the times?"

Peter Young didn't answer, nor did King. Instead, Paris spoke gently: "Because he is stronger than all of us combined, much stronger. That's the reason. He said it, and that's the result. It seems like we have room for negotiation, but in reality, we never have... Do you know why Peter Young proposed a deal instead of immediately agreeing to his demands?"

A slight look of bewilderment crossed the man's face. After a moment of contemplation, he wrote: "Because of courage? Or perhaps the peculiar ambition of Mr. Peter Young?" "No."

Before Paris could speak, the aged beauty spoke in words: "You fool, it's because Mr. Peter Young is testing our way out! What do you think is coming? It's unbelievable terror! Although he speaks human language, although he didn't attack immediately, although he seems calm and even willing to use conversation to gain benefits, all of this is based on our guesses. Maybe the next second he will kill us all like a cat playing with mice."

This person was even more bewildered, as were others in the group. Another person appeared on the screen and asked, "Then why would Mr. Peter Young provoke him?"

The aging beauty continued to display text, saying, "That wasn't provoking them, because it was actually going along with what they said. And if you think back carefully, Mr. Peter Young didn't mention any specific terms of the deal; he just asked what they could offer. That was actually a test, a way to find a way out for all of us. Whether they directly asked us to give, offered our lives in exchange, or even launched an attack, at least they gave us some mental buffer time. Do you understand?!"

Peter Young clapped his hands, and words appeared on his palms: "Alright, let's not dwell on the past. Now we need to figure out what kind of wish we need to make that will neither offend this being nor prevent us from getting what we desire, but also from going against the tide of history."

At this point, Peter Young looked at King, and King looked at him as well. Then Peter Young laughed heartily, downed the entire flask of wine in one gulp, and asked King, "It seems you already have the answer. How about we reveal it at the same time?"

Jin nodded lazily and said, "Okay, the answer is..."

Nitromethorphan, the longevity food!

The two said in unison.

Meanwhile, on this ship, all the other Nen users were doing almost the same thing.

The boy with chains on his hands, the handsome young man who was seriously injured, and more than a dozen members of the Hunter Association were in a luxurious room, where several beautiful nurses were changing the bandages on the seriously injured young man.

"...So many interesting things have happened."

The severely injured young man's face was filled with a strange fanaticism. As the bandages on his body were removed, his body, which was almost torn to pieces, was revealed. An ordinary person would surely die in such a state, but he was still full of energy.

The chained boy pondered, "He didn't kill you? Why?"

The severely injured youth spread his hands and said, "Who knows? Maybe he also wants to fight me?"

The chained boy continued to frown, "Impossible... Could it be targeting ordinary people? Innocent people? Or is it about the number of them?"

At that moment, a short, bald dwarf among the Hunter Association's Nen users spoke in a soft, feminine voice: "Kura, what wish do you want to make?"

The chained boy named Kurapika shook his head slightly and said, "If I were making a wish alone, I would try to ask if it is possible to revive the dead, or to search for the remaining members of the Phantom Troupe who escaped the ship to see if they are dead... those are probably the two wishes, but the current situation makes it impossible for me to make a wish."

The severely injured young man raised his arm, which was almost severed and held together by only bone and a little skin and flesh, and said, "Because no fool would dare to disobey him, right? Although I really wanted to try it, you know what? I almost had an orgasm, especially when I saw his indescribable figure..."

"Shut up."

The chained boy cursed impatiently, then pondered for a few seconds before saying to the short, bald dwarf, "Currently, it seems there's only one wish that best fits his requirements: to enter the Dark Continent and obtain a 'Hope.' And for something that everyone can desire and share, the most likely thing is... Nitromi, the longevity food. Other things might be useful to the organization or to a few individuals, but lifespan is useful to everyone, and it's a benefit no one can refuse—not even me. So I guess the most likely collective wish is to obtain Nitromi!"

This is one of the hopes recognized by the 5V countries of this world: a food that can greatly extend the lifespan limit. It is speculated that some people have lived for at least two hundred years by relying on this food.

The short, bald dwarf nodded: "That's right, that's what I guessed too. From what I heard of his inner thoughts... it shows that he is a good person who keeps his word. Although there were things in that melody that I couldn't understand, things that were terrifying and indescribable, by making this wish, we can all live and gain this hope..."

The seriously injured young man lay on his back and muttered, "How boring..."

The chained boy ignored him and just pondered silently.

After a long silence, he muttered to himself, "It's just a vow and a constraint that I've been reciting..."

"Perhaps, I am the strongest among all of us here..."

(End of this chapter)