Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

The curly-haired man fell silent, looking at the mess before him.

Rainwater from an unknown source flooded the track and field.

All memories were washed away without a trace.

This place was built by Uluru so that he could exercise because he felt that Uluru was not in good health.

Now, Uluru lies quietly in the pool in the middle of the track, its head resembling a rotten orange, otherwise it looks as if it's just asleep.

"Hey, Uluru, wake up, it's time to eat..."

Mori called softly.

His voice echoed in the quiet track and field, but no one would answer him anymore.

After a while, as if waking from a dream, Maori buried Uluru's body.

This was the only thing he could do to commemorate Uluru.

He then turned and left the track and field, heading towards the study where Ziwu had been staying.

As he walked, Mori analyzed the situation:

'To be able to blow up Ururu's head without any resistance, the enemy must be at least a user of one of the top three Devil Fruit types. Considering the extra rain, it was either the work of a Nen beast of the Emission type, or a Transmutation type user who had trained in Concreteness.'

Mori is more inclined to believe that the enemy is a user of the [Transmutation] ability.

'Uluru's greatest advantage when its power is applied to itself is its almost impenetrable speed, yet enemies can still precisely shatter its skull. There are two possibilities: First, the enemy's power has an effect that restricts Uluru's movement. Second, the enemy can accelerate themselves to a speed exceeding Uluru's.'

Between the two, Mori leans towards the former. Firstly, Uluru's speed after being wound up without regard for anything else is faster than anyone Mori has ever seen, and it's hard to imagine anyone being faster than him.

Secondly, if it is the latter, then the rainwater on the ground becomes somewhat ambiguous. Could it be the ability to increase speed in water?

After weighing the options, he made a simple deduction—the enemy was a [Transmutation] ability user, whose materialized rain could slow down others or even imprison them.

'If that's the case, then Ziwu and the others...'

Mori knew very well that if they faced a master who excelled at direct attacks, Ziwu and his companions, with their rudimentary skills, would likely be in grave danger.

as predicted.

When Mori pushed open the study door, he saw Ziwu's motionless body.

Judging from the marks, he left very quickly, and the enemy didn't bother to do anything to his body, so they just left him lying on the table.

Like a college student who has been staying up all night, he quietly lay on the table.

"Thank you for staying here all this time, Brother Ziwu..."

Mori felt a pang of regret; why hadn't he said that when they first met again?

The gratitude I express now can only offer him a belated consolation.

This is understandable, as he was in a hurry to set a trap for the hunter with the tiger's head.

After a long and difficult reunion, Mori exchanged only a few brief pleasantries with Ziwu before rushing off to resurrect the corpses.

Mori remembered the enemy with the loud voice. The enemy was really strong, and he got stronger as the fight went on. The corpses left by the Druha were not enough to kill him.

This led them to eventually resort to some underhanded tactics to trick the other party into revealing which companions they cared about, and then carefully set a trap to finally complete the framing.

"And Sister Linni, if I had known, I would have sent you on your way back then. Instead, you suffered in there for so long..."

Mori swept up the ashes from the ground, carefully placed them back into another jar, and sang a song for her passing:

'I hope in your next life, you'll be able to wait for Uluru to confess its feelings to you.'

Linnix committed suicide after being trapped in this secret place for five years.

Druha brought her out of the army in promise of a free life.

As a result, Linnis, who regarded freedom as life itself, was actually trapped in an ugly teapot and imprisoned for twenty years.

She has deep feelings for Uluru, but has never received a response. Perhaps in the next cycle of reincarnation, they will be able to get together.

Suddenly, Mori remembered something, laid Ziwu's body flat on the desk, and began searching every pocket.

'If I remember correctly, the thing the boss left behind should be on Brother Ziwu, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to control those hanging [cured meat].'

They always had a way of freely manipulating the hanging corpses on the second floor; they weren't just dried-up corpses.

But it was clearly impossible for Druha to control those corpses from half a city away.

However, as the most formidable international criminal in history, Fu Jiang's development of his abilities is quite peculiar.

The Punjab Lasso can control any living being hanged by it. Druha classifies it into one master and three servants based on how it is operated, and into two types based on the quality of the lasso: gold and silver.

The Master Lasso is controlled by Druha himself, allowing him to freely take control of any lasso within his field of vision.

Once out of its sight, the holder of the Lasso will take over all the Lassos in the corresponding block and will be able to communicate simply with the Druha using the Lasso.

'Um? '

After a careful search, Maoli finally noticed something amiss in Ziwu's clothes.

A tiny thread peeked out from behind Ziwu's neck, and Maoli swiftly reached out with lightning speed and grabbed the thread.

hiss--

A long thread was pulled out by Mori.

Suddenly, the thread twisted and swayed in mid-air, and after a short while, it tied a knot on its own, turning into a small lasso!

After thinking for a moment, Mori shoved it into his mouth and swallowed it with a quick movement of his throat.

That way, you don't have to worry about it being destroyed in battle...

Meanwhile, on the second floor.

With the appearance of Kang Zai himself, some of Dia's previous doubts were also answered.

Without a doubt, Kang Jae was deceived.

The enemy somehow obtained two people or corpses, disguised them as Qido and Mizeston, and lured them into a trap with words.

The most valuable aspect of this is that an enemy can transform a person or corpse into whatever appearance they desire.

'This perfectly matches the description of Mori, the "grooming expert," in the information...'

Dia recalled that document.

If Kang Jae's description is correct, then the most likely scenario is that after they all entered the hotel, the guy who was one of their targets followed them in and sneaked in as well.

The other party's true intentions are still unknown, but one thing needs to be confirmed—

Were he and Keita in competition to kill that enemy?

Chapter 220 Corpse Riot × Agreement

"Wow! Mitchellston has sent out so many messages!"

Kang Jae examined the strange communication device in his hand; it was shaped like a miniature pill.

That was a special communication device that Mizziston had borrowed through his connections, which could still function even in the secret realm where there was no signal.

After realizing he had been tricked, Kang Jae suddenly realized that he could still use this thing to communicate with Mitchellston.

Upon turning on the device, a large amount of information was found, which could be summarized in one sentence—

"If you're still alive, come find me in the southwest!"

This urgent urging immediately made Kang Jae realize the sense of urgency.

So Kang Jae decisively left a message saying "Take care of yourselves," then unleashed his Nen, smashed through a second-floor window, and raced off in the southwest direction.

"He shouldn't get lost, right..."

Dia stroked her chin, watching Kang Jae's retreating figure as he sped away.

To be fair, judging from this scene, the opponent is indeed very strong, but in terms of Nen strength alone, he seems to be only slightly stronger than him.

It seems that Kang Jae's true strength cannot be maintained indefinitely under normal circumstances.

"He shouldn't get lost. I tested his intelligence before, and the results showed that he just didn't want to think, but he wasn't actually intellectually disabled."

"I said in a very serious tone."

"You even had his intelligence tested..."

Diya's eye twitched. Wasn't this a bit too hurtful?

"Many people requested this... I didn't really want to waste my time, but since he's a friend I've known for a long time, I did a clinical evaluation for him."

When Qiduo heard Dia's words, she glanced at him and replied, deliberately pronouncing the word "friend" more clearly.

"..."

After a long silence, Dia looked at Qiduo and suddenly said:

"Has the target infiltrated?"

"Um……"

"If the commission you're entrusted with conflicts with your own goals, what would you do, Kito?"

Qiduo knew what Dia was asking, and the other party's deliberate change of address was also a subtle way of expressing this meaning.

"If that's the case... complete the mission first. Saving people should always be a higher priority than killing them."

This is also a principle that Kito, as a doctor, insists on, but she added:

"This is my opinion, not yours. If possible, I would prefer to see a win-win situation."

Qiduo looked at Dia and said seriously:

“Dia, Pariston doesn’t care who lives or dies. If it really comes to that, I hope you can stop him.”

Dia nodded and said:

"I will..."

puff……

A very faint sound suddenly reached Dia's ears.