In a sense, her feeling was correct. The reason she wasn't afraid of Hisoka or Bisky was because Dia, who was by her side, was stronger than them.

However, if Netero were to attack her, Dia might not have enough time to use time stop to protect her in the event of a moment of carelessness, since his bullet time cannot be triggered when someone is under threat.

"Oh, let me introduce you. This is Pokson, an accomplice I met on the road. She went mad on the journey and acts like this from time to time... Pok, this is Chairman Netero..."

As Dia explained, she tried to pull Miss Poker out of her spirit form.

However, the attempt failed.

Feeling the emptiness in her hand, Dia was taken aback.

Looking back, Pokson suddenly appeared on his other side, a few tens of centimeters away from his hand.

When did she run there?

Dia immediately became suspicious.

He sensed Poxson's position and reached out to grab him; logically, he shouldn't have missed...

Defiant, Dia grabbed at the other side again.

She failed again, but this time Dia saw things clearly.

As he extended his claws, Poxen's figure suddenly vanished from his spot, then emerged from his other side as if taking a leisurely stroll...

Netero narrowed his eyes upon seeing this:

'Instant teleportation? No, that's not right, it's a more special ability...'

Dia retracted her claws and looked at Poxon with a puzzled expression.

When did she develop her Nen ability?

Or was it developed unconsciously, like Mumu Ze?

[Special Type] The unconscious development of Nen ability reminded Dia of Kagin's fourth prince, Celidone, who was in a similar situation when he awakened the ability of that bootleg Crimson King.

In short, this perplexing situation is unlikely to be resolved in a short time.

Dia scratched her head, giving up on catching Poxen. She liked to hide behind her, so let her hide.

"She seemed a little shy (afraid of death)..."

"It's alright, you can come with me to the airship first. Your examiners are already waiting up there."

Chairman Nitro waved his hand dismissively and turned to walk toward the airship that had already landed at the airport.

He had seen far too many special abilities, including those far more astonishing than the one before him, so he didn't care about these at all.

"..."

Diya stared at the bewildered Pokson, while Pochi in her arms instinctively waved his small black and white hands, but could not yet make a sound.

Let's ask her again when she's sober; it's important not to waste her precious talent.

Dia led Poxon, followed by Hisoka and Bisky, onto the airship. With a loud roar, the airship left the ground and headed into the distance.

Inside the airship, Dia looked through the glass at Gramgasland, where the sky was just beginning to lighten. The streets were still bustling with people, and the still-burning candles formed a long river of lights that flowed quietly.

This pleasure capital on the red earth continent, the highest hall of performing artists, will continue to weather the storms of time, and the only thing that will change is the endless stream of people coming and going.

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"Hello~ Is anyone there?"

Boredom shouted and yelled, hoping someone would respond to her.

Where exactly is this?

She looked around with disdain.

The corridor was dark and damp, the walls were covered in mold, and the wallpaper was peeling off and covered with strange green fungi.

Rows of candlesticks with flames so small as to be negligible were lined up on the wall.

The most eye-catching feature is the dark brown door that appears on the left wall approximately every two meters.

The doors all had a cylindrical handle, but no keyhole was visible, which discouraged Poxon, who wanted to use his lock-picking skills learned at military school.

Before arriving at this place, she only remembered seeing a flash of white light, and then it seemed that Dia stood in front of her. After that, she had no memory of anything else.

Based on his limited knowledge of Nen abilities learned from Dia, Pokson wondered if he had fallen into an enemy's Nen attack.

But in this seemingly endless corridor, there was nothing strange to be seen except for the wooden door on the left.

She tried to break down the walls or wooden doors, but ultimately failed; they seemed to be connected to the space and could not be moved at all.

Even when she attacked those wooden doors, she always felt like a strongman was grabbing her hair and trying to lift her up.

That's really strange...

Poxon muttered under his breath as he explored forward.

Fortunately, she did not feel any hunger or thirst in this space, and she did not even feel the exhaustion of her physical strength.

In fact, she had already tried running at full speed for several hours straight, and she didn't feel tired at all...

A sense of dread crept over Pokson; she feared she would be trapped here forever, like a death row inmate.

"Um!?"

Suddenly she stopped in her tracks, a look of shock flashing in her eyes.

Before her eyes, on the previously empty right wall, there was now a white-gold iron door engraved with intricate patterns!

The iron gate stood alone on the right wall, echoing the neat row of wooden doors on the opposite wall.

This unusual scene naturally alerted Poxen, but it also gave her a glimmer of hope for escaping her predicament.

"Change is always better than stagnation..."

Thinking this, Pokson cautiously walked to the strange iron door and saw a cylindrical handle that looked exactly like the wooden door.

'Hopefully this thing won't be like those wooden door handles that you can't turn no matter what you do...'

With a "nothing to lose" mentality, Pokson gritted his teeth, grabbed the handle, and twisted it hard!

squeak...

Unexpectedly, the door opened very smoothly.

The scene that came into view left Poxon frozen in place...

Chapter 286 [The Fool] × Let Me Die!

After a day's long flight, the airship gradually began to approach its destination—the coastal city of Haiweiyi, located at the easternmost tip of the continent of Eurubian.

The reason why it took so much effort to travel from Gramgasland to Haivi is quite simple—

There is no Hunter's Guild branch in Gramgarsland!

The final stage of the Hunter Exam is usually held in cities where there are guild branches.

Because every hunter's license is made and printed on-site after the exam results are released, there is absolutely no other reason to forge a hunter's license.

This is also to ensure the scarcity and legitimacy of hunter licenses. Otherwise, if licenses could be printed in advance, what if there were extras? Someone might embezzle them and secretly keep one for themselves.

The city closest to Gramgasland and with an association branch is Hawiyi.

At this moment, faint sunlight began to appear on the horizon, and the airship steadily moved forward into the sunlight.

Inside the airship.

Dia sat thoughtfully at a table, with Pokson, who was still not enlightened, beside her.

Across the table sat a middle-aged man with a stubble beard. He tilted his head, looking at the sliver of sunlight streaming through the window, and said with a smile:

"Alright, it's almost time. I should go back and rest. Anyway, congratulations, Mr. Dia. You and your teammates have passed the third round of testing. All that's left is the president's interview."

He stood up, said goodbye, and walked away without waiting for Dia's response.

Dia frowned as she watched his departing figure.

A few hours earlier, he had encountered this bearded man who called himself a "rare beast hunter" in this inconspicuous corner. His name was Hu Lai, and he was the examiner for the third round of hunter tests.

However, unlike the other examiners, Hu Lai did not present Diya and the others with a series of difficult questions. Instead, he said, "Congratulations on passing all the tests."

I can't figure out how to do it for Dia.

But his next words revealed the reason: "Give my regards to Sherlock."

Dia instantly recalled what Sherlock had said before he disappeared last night: "The later exams won't be difficult for you." It turned out that he was referring to the third round of examiners, who were actually his friends.

Dia tentatively asked him some questions about Sherlock, trying to use this as a starting point to unravel some of the mysteries surrounding this father of Qiduo:

Are you close to Sherlock?

“I’ve known Sherlock for a long time, and I know what you want to ask, but save your breath, I really don’t know anything.”

While drinking his wine, Hu Lai replied to Dia with a self-satisfied air:

"Sherlock and I were in the same year of the Hunter class. He is the most talented person I have ever met. If he hadn't given up his Hunter license, he might have become a three-star Hunter long ago."

"That's why I've never been able to understand what he's thinking or what he's doing. But I owe him several lives, so it doesn't matter anymore. I'll just do whatever he tells me to do."

As he spoke, he took a swig of wine, looking every bit like a reincarnated drunkard.

"You're a professional hunter too, do you really know nothing? Mr. Hu Lai, Sherlock and I are friends, and I want to help him. Please tell me more."

Dia was still a little unwilling to give up and wanted to get more information so that she might have more leverage when she met Sherlock again.

Hu Lai hesitated for a moment, glancing at Dia. He remembered that the young man in front of him seemed to have an unusual relationship with Sherlock's daughter. Maybe he really was someone he could trust?

"Well... I actually know a little bit of information, but it's not really of much use. It's just that Sherlock's mental state was unstable a long time ago, and he only became more normal after marrying Sea. Back then, he would often draw strange things and say things like 'This world is too cramped.' But there were times when he was even crazier than that, so I'm not really sure..."

Hu Lai sighed and poured out his grievances:

"Back then, Shylock, immersed in his art, was completely like a madman. He even had an experience of dressing in women's clothing and dating a dead person, so it's really not my fault that I don't understand him..."

Hu Lai's rant lasted for hours. The various absurd experiences of Qi Duo's father in his youth also greatly shocked Di Ya, who subconsciously covered Pokson's ears to prevent the child from being contaminated.

'Although most of it is useless nonsense, at least one thing is certain: his target is definitely the Dark Continent…'

Dia sighed and rubbed her temples. She figured Keido probably didn't know anything about Sherlock's past, and it was even hard to say whether Lady Yorkshire knew...

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