Becoming the Supreme Will starting from Hunter x Hunter

There's also the scene where Hisoka plunges his hand into his heart at Heaven's Stadium and comes back to life.

In recent years, his attention has been overly focused on skills and abilities, causing him to forget this point.

He should have remembered.

This is something he also knew…

“Yes… why… did I forget…” Oboro murmured.

"Hehehehe...hahahahaha..."

Then, Oboro suddenly burst into laughter as if possessed, the laughter growing louder and louder, as if he were having a fit of madness.

"Interesting! So interesting!"

"Ah~~"

"I absolutely... love this world!!"

30. The gangster's modus operandi

Oboro left the city aboard his fishbone spaceship.

They were preparing to travel to a mountain city in the same region as the Republic of Padokia, where the preliminary selection point for this year's Hunter Exam was located.

Some of this information can be found online…

Unless there are special circumstances, the Hunter Exam is held once a year.

For ordinary people, although they are unfamiliar with and do not understand 'Nen', their concept and yearning for 'Hunter' are deeply rooted, and it is considered a certification of 'strength and professionalism'!

Don't underestimate the word "hunter." If you can become a hunter, you will have great employment prospects and career paths.

Currently, most of the members managed by the Hunter Association work for organizations or groups at the social level, or have their own business teams.

For example, Mitchellston, one of the twelve Earthly Branches, is a lawyer who runs a private security company.

The hunter is involved in every aspect of life.

Of course... special professions aside, such as King Freecss, a relic hunter... or Kate, who engages in biological research.

Having Nen can certainly help improve one's strength... but one should not neglect the 'professionalism of a hunter'.

They are all experts in a particular field.

As for the skill level... it varies greatly.

The reason why hunters' exams block information about 'Nen' is mainly because it's impossible to determine a person's true nature.

After all, as long as you are strong, you can get a hunter license... But if you learn Nen easily and you are of bad character, it is very likely to cause some serious consequences and have a huge impact on society.

The number of candidates who take the Hunter Exam each year is quite large.

Furthermore, learning to recite, and thus practicing spiritual cultivation, is also a rather 'private and personalized' growth process…

Normally, after obtaining a Hunter License, the way a newcomer comes into contact with Nen is by finding a 'senior'.

Each senior has the responsibility of passing on knowledge, training, and monitoring... The senior will evaluate you to see if you are qualified to become a Nen user and whether your character is up to standard.

This can greatly reduce the appearance of some 'bad guys'...

These are all things that Longting Yun Gu mentioned.

However, this is just the usual situation; the methods and opportunities to learn to pronounce vary from person to person and are not absolute.

There are still two weeks until the preliminary rounds... so there's no need for him to rush.

It took him two days to reach his destination, a small town called Tandon.

It's more than ten times smaller than Grammar Garland, and there are very few people... The atmosphere here is nothing like the hustle and bustle; instead, it's more like a quiet and leisurely place to stay.

The architectural style is similar to that of ancient Rome, and the buildings are not very tall. The city is surrounded by mountains and forests, and the climate is pleasant, not as hot as it was in Grammar.

This is not the final preliminary location; Oboro still needs to take a bus to a small town within the subordinate municipal area.

He treated this rare moment of relaxation as a vacation.

Under the cover of night, the bus carrying twenty or thirty people wound its way up the rugged mountain road, constantly bumping along.

The bus carried elderly people, women, and children, all dressed in very simple clothes. The patterns and styles of their clothes were identical, suggesting they were all local residents.

Long sat in the last row, looking up.

He stroked his neck and began to snore softly.

He was still wearing his newly bought black suit and sunglasses…

He'd gotten used to wearing this outfit over time.

A little girl with pigtails looked at the sleeping man in front of her and covered her mouth to giggle.

Because she saw saliva...

"Master, how much longer?"

Someone asked a question.

"After going down the mountain, drive on a flat road for a while, and you'll arrive... in about two hours."

The driver shouted.

Besides Long, there were several other people on the bus who were obviously from out of town.

His expression was a little impatient.

"Why is it so far... What's going on... Couldn't you have chosen a larger location for the address?"

A young man with blond hair was grumbling.

On one side, Long slightly turned her head to the side and continued sleeping.

Seemingly noticing his movement, the blond-haired man glared at Long.

The road conditions were terrible, and the car kept shaking... How could this guy still sleep so soundly?

The blond guy was getting a little jealous.

Another half hour passed before the bus finally slowly drove from the mountain road onto a not-so-wide flat road.

Someone opened the car window to let the wind in, stimulating their tired nerves.

At this moment, Long woke up and adjusted her sunglasses with her finger.

Beep beep!

Suddenly, a series of piercing horn blared outside the window.

Two or three black cars appeared behind the bus, honking their horns incessantly.

"Fuck! Are you sick in the head?!"

Already in a bad mood, the blond-haired man cursed and stuck his head out of the window. Just as he was about to yell a few more times, a bullet came flying in and left a bloody hole between his eyebrows without warning.

That ended his life.

"what!"

The passengers inside the vehicle immediately erupted into chaos.

Someone screamed...and several children started crying...

squeak!

A piercing noise entered the eardrum, and the driver slammed on the brakes. The bus tires rubbed against the road surface, and the bus slid and drifted for a distance before finally coming to a stop.

The next second, the night sky in front of the windshield became as bright as day.

Beams of light shone in... so bright it was hard to open one's eyes.

Upon closer inspection, a row of black cars was parked on the road ahead, and dozens of people, all dressed in suits and ties, were standing there holding various weapons.

Meanwhile, three cars behind the bus also blocked its escape route.

"This is... the Mafia..."

Upon seeing this, one of Huang Mao's friends turned pale and his voice trembled.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a dozen or so gang members wielding machine guns aimed their weapons at the bus in the light, and then... revealed fierce smiles, pulled the triggers, and began to fire wildly.

Da da da…

Numerous metal shell casings landed with a series of sharp cracking sounds, accompanied by the smell of gunpowder permeating the air.

The bus's metal body was riddled with holes in an instant, and the windows shattered...

Blood splattered as the figure fell to the ground.

"Hahahahahaha!"

The gunmen were laughing wildly, enjoying the thrill of the firepower.

Moments later, the gunfire ceased.

The bus had become nothing more than a giant piece of scrap metal.

A refined-looking man wearing gold-rimmed glasses strolled forward and beckoned to his subordinate.

He lit a cigarette with a lighter, put it in his mouth, and began to puff out smoke.

Looking at the quiet bus, his eyes were cold: "The other party is the master of the Sky Arena... he shouldn't be so easy to take down."

The words fell.

On his left and right, two companions carrying rocket launchers stepped out from the crowd, crouched down, and took aim.

boom!

Immediately, two missiles, trailing flames and smoke, shot out and hit the bus.

The massive explosion and the billowing light and smoke made the air even hotter…

"You dare to cheat us out of money... we're afraid you'll earn it but not live to spend it..."

"This... is the end you deserve!"

The bespectacled man took a graceful drag of nicotine and said indifferently.