Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

In an instant, the balance of power shifted!

However, what Hisoka didn't see was that some seemingly harmless rainwater was flowing into the hole he had dug.

And within those raindrops, countless tiny electric currents, like countless deadly sea serpents, were secretly baring their fangs, silently injecting deadly venom into him…

Chapter 266 The Music Hunter's Hint Broadcast × Finding the Exam Venue Using Various Methods

"Is that person... your enemy?"

As Dia calmly stared at the hole in the ground, Poxon asked worriedly.

Even from such a distance, the man's murderous aura still sent chills down her spine.

It's easy to imagine that if she were to face that red-haired clown head-on, she would be lucky to last even one exchange.

In fact, most Nen users couldn't last more than a few breaths against a serious Hisoka. His strength, speed, flexibility, and even his reaction speed in battle are all exceptionally gifted.

Even though Pokson now has an almost blind faith in Dia's strength, he still can't help but feel worried.

"Strictly speaking, there is no one in this world who has a grudge against me, but there are indeed some people who are tired of living and want to kill me."

Dia said dismissively:

"He's pretty much the same, except the difference is that he's just bored. When he's not having an attack, he's still a good knife."

After all, Dia herself is sometimes pressed for time and can't search the world for the Phantom Troupe, who are even more hidden than rats in the sewers. That's when Hisoka's role comes into play.

Someone strong enough, yet posing no threat, who doesn't engage in underhanded schemes but prefers direct combat, and who ultimately shares the same target as you in your quest to kill...

"Ah……"

A playful glint flashed in Diya's eyes as she looked down at the Red Earth Continent, which was like a catastrophic storm, and a knowing smile appeared on her lips.

Pokson was taken aback, not understanding what Dia was laughing about.

"It's almost time."

As if talking to himself, Dia suddenly leaped up, his aura exploding like a golden tail flame, transforming into a shooting star that shot straight toward the ground!

The golden light tore through the torrential rain, roaring like a lion, and then slammed heavily onto the ground where Hisoka was hiding without slowing down!

boom!

A deep, compacted crater instantly appeared where Dia had fallen, sending sand and gravel flying everywhere.

The torrential rain seemed to have been paused, suddenly becoming still before gradually subsiding, and the dark clouds dispersed one after another.

Hisoka's sinister and perverse aura also weakened sharply with Dia's indirect attack, until it was almost imperceptible.

'That should shut this guy up for a bit, and I can send him to the next Hunter Exam.'

Having successfully corrected the world line, Dia felt satisfied and stomped the ground a little more firmly, not caring whether Hisoka, who had been buried alive, had any chance of survival.

Logically speaking, he would only be unconscious for a short period of time. Once the greenish-blue ripples of consciousness remaining in his body dissipate naturally, he would wake up.

If he dares to harass me again, I'll give him another good night's sleep.

Then Diya summoned the Nian Beast, sat on it, and commanded it to fly towards the city.

Gramgaslan, a radio tower somewhere.

"Are you ready, [puzzle]?"

A spiky man wearing star-shaped sunglasses pressed the microphone in front of him, turned around, and asked with a grin.

Behind him stood a burly man in a police uniform, who said calmly:

"It's about time; anyone later will be disqualified."

"OK..."

The man in sunglasses turned his head, adjusted his equipment, coughed twice, and then spoke.

The broadcast carried the test sounds far into the sky, and the loudspeakers hidden throughout the city echoed for a long time, causing busy citizens to look up and stop in bewilderment to listen.

The frivolous voices gradually spread from the city to the countryside, and even Dia, who was on her way, could hear the unusually clear sounds.

"Hello, distinguished guests of Gramgard, this is the midday broadcast hosted by the [Music Hunter] Chopin..."

Throughout the city, countless strangely dressed individuals looked up, staring intently at the broadcasting system, their eyes gleaming with a sudden light—

【Hunter】—that's the keyword they captured!

On the radio, a man claiming to be a Chopin music hunter was telling strange jokes and nonsensical tales, leaving the unsuspecting citizens completely bewildered.

Those who had caught the keywords and prepared themselves mentally were even more certain that the broadcast in progress was actually a hint broadcast for the Hunter Exam disguised as a midday program!

"...First, let's make a secret agreement: whatever insights you gain from this program, don't tell anyone, okay? That's the 'secrecy principle'..."

"Does this mean we can't reveal the identities of the hunter test candidates?"

The Nen Beast flew at breakneck speed, and Pokson strained to hear the broadcast, asking loudly.

"I don't know, maybe. Let's not talk about it then."

Dia replied, then continued listening to the voice on the radio.

He actually wanted to find the music hunter named Chopin who was broadcasting and ask him directly, but unfortunately he knew nothing about the city or where the broadcasting station was.

The unusually clear broadcast could still be heard in the air, which was clearly not something a normal broadcast could do; it was probably some kind of Nen ability at work.

"...And so our program will now come to an end. Finally, here's a job advertisement: If any of you are interested in joining our band [RJCCEO], please walk from one end of Ouroboros Street to the other, find the Caesar statue that has been moved forward by 3 meters, cross the two rows of fences, and follow the zigzag road to our studio. We'll be waiting here until dark."

As the last word ended, the broadcast, accompanied by a short, faint busy tone, disappeared into the air.

After a brief silence, a bead of cold sweat trickled down Diya's forehead.

Joining that band probably means becoming a professional hunter, and that thing behind it is probably hinting at the exam venue.

So, is this level about deciphering a secret code?

He was lazy and didn't learn that...

At the time, I thought I could just leave all these kinds of problems to Kira, so why waste my own brainpower? But the karma came back to haunt me so quickly...

In Gramgasland, not far away, bewildered citizens shook their heads indifferently and returned to their daily lives and work.

Meanwhile, the candidates hidden among the crowd, relying on their own experience and understanding, carefully concealed their identities while searching for the real Hunter Exam venue.

In the crowded throng, they spotted several familiar figures—veteran test takers who had participated in the Hunter Exam multiple times.

Those who are not good at decryption have begun to devise their own schemes and use their unique abilities.

Some people kept typing on their keyboards, trying to determine the hunter's location from the background noise they had just intercepted. Others quietly followed behind some seemingly confident individuals, attempting to find the examination hall by tracking them...

After thinking for a moment, Dia made a phone call.

Chapter 167 Suspicion Arises from Idleness × Patting the Head

Gramgasland is deep into winter, and all the leaves on the trees by the fountain have fallen.

The Gypsy sat on a dark wooden bench, his hands clasped around a divination disc. He gazed at the grayish fountain gushing forth salt water, his mind contemplating death.

The afternoons in this pleasure capital belong to the prostitutes.

But once the sun sets at six o'clock in the evening, they disappear like ghosts, and the circus performers and magicians come out dancing and gesturing.

The golden hours of the night belong to artisans.

The Gypsy was one of them; his skill was divination, which he learned from his master but which was sometimes accurate and sometimes not.

As we all know, divination is either 100% accurate or 100% inaccurate; being sometimes accurate and sometimes not is no different from being inaccurate at all.

As a result, he did not do well in Gramgasland.

After years of setbacks, the Gypsies had long since given up hope of the world and were resigned to death.

But he had a deep-seated obsession, and he would not be willing to die until he resolved that obsession.

That obsession is to perform a divination for someone truly favored by fate, and if he can fulfill this obsession before he dies, he can die content.

But such people are so rare that the Gypsies, who had been searching for half their lives without any clues, were already ready to give up hope.

But today, he seemed to see that person favored by fate...

Let's go back a few hours.

Dia found a signal station and began trying to dial Qiduo's number.

The phone kept ringing, and the two of them waited listlessly.

Who are you calling?

Pokson asked curiously, "Shouldn't we be looking for a testing venue now? Why are we just waiting here?"

Out of blind deference to Dia, a professional, she did not raise any objections, but was simply curious about what Dia was trying to do.

"My teacher, the girl you saw, the one with long green hair and wearing a Western-style dress."

Dia replied casually without even looking up.

Oh... that current vice president of the Hunter Association.

Poxon lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought.

She was that somewhat serious female hunter. When I first met her, I felt that although she was very cute and not very tall, she had a commanding presence in her voice.

Although she and Diya seemed quite close from their conversation when she delivered the gift, I never imagined they were master and apprentice...

"Hey, it's me, Qiduo. You're in trouble again because you're too lazy to do it yourself?"

When the call connected, Qiduo's calm voice came through the receiver, as if she was already used to Dia pushing troublesome matters onto her.

Dia gave an awkward laugh and said:

"First of all, I want to clarify that I am not talking to Hunter Qiduo right now, but asking for help from a friend of mine who is good at decryption."

I get it, he must have encountered an unsolvable puzzle in the Hunter Exam.

Qiduo instantly understood that Dia's statement was just a self-deceptive attempt to avoid suspicion; her real purpose was to get her help.