Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

He's going to be missing for several months, so the agreement he made with Dia can only be resolved this month.

Logically speaking, even if it's a little earlier, it shouldn't be a big deal.

However, there is a big problem with this.

According to Kim, he was only allowed to enter the area where he was currently located after a great deal of effort by V5 to conduct their investigation.

At this point, not only could he not run around randomly, but it would also be a waste of time for Diya to find him.

Therefore, the clever Jin came up with a plan—to smuggle Dia in through Greed Island!

But this leads to another small problem.

Greed Island is a legendary game, with only one hundred copies released worldwide. It's constantly being sought after, and currently in a state of high demand but low supply...

Kim's response to this was:

"You're on the continent of Yurubian, right? I checked through the backend and found that someone has deposited a set of the game 'Greed Island' at Auction House No. 21 in Yorknew City. You can just bid for it when the time comes."

As for where the money from the auction will come from, Kim said that this is not a question he needs to consider.

As for Dia's own travel plans, they were not something he needed to consider.

"As a professional hunter, this kind of thing is not a problem at all."

That's what Jin said, and then he hung up the phone abruptly.

Diya was speechless. Without a budget of tens of billions, it was impossible to even think about bidding for a set of "Greed Island," so he now had to prepare to raise the money.

However, none of the people he knew were short of money; funds were the least of their problems.

Regarding the itinerary, she had to think about how to explain it to Vincent, but now, seeing the innocent Poxon, Dia suddenly felt there was no need to explain anything...

"Bock, Vincent and I have an appointment to study typhoons and we're leaving this afternoon. However, I have something to do at Yorknew City, so I'll have to leave it to you!"

As she spoke, Dia patted Poxon on the shoulder solemnly and said earnestly:

"We've been training for this for a thousand days, and now we're using it for a single battle. I'm sure you won't let me down, right?"

"...Um, what is it you want to say first?"

Pokson neither pushed away Dia's large hand nor readily agreed, but cautiously tried to find out the reason.

"Five days from now, there will be an auction for a game called [Greed Island] at Auction House No. 21. I need you to make sure you get it, and then use your [Fool] to get it to me as quickly as possible."

Dia became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke, as if he had discovered the correct way to use Miss Poker:

"I'll be waiting for you at the lighthouse where we met Vincent before. Your abilities should be able to teleport you there."

"...Haha...You're kidding, right? It's probably half a continent's distance from here to that lighthouse..."

Pokson silently pushed away Dia's wicked little hand, quietly took a few steps back, and chuckled dryly.

Her ability does indeed achieve near-long-distance teleportation, but that's based on her consciousness, resulting in a journey far exceeding the actual distance within the [Infinite Corridor].

She ran for two hours on a distance that should have only taken a few minutes. Those two hours were a real long run, and it was a mental burden for her.

Not to mention a journey that covers half the continent, how long would it take her to travel?

A week? A month?

Poxon finds the thought terrifying...

"Show your guts, Private Poxon!"

Dia's expression turned serious, and she gave a loud command, then pulled out a black card and handed it to Poxon:

"In a few days, this card will have around 300 billion Jenny in it. You can help me bid on that game, and with the rest of the money, you can buy whatever you want. So, I'm counting on you. Don't let down the Empire's cultivation of you! Don't let down the Association's expectations of you!"

After saying that, Dia ignored Poxon's horrified expression, turned around and ran out of the hotel in a flash.

"Hey, no..."

When Pokson realized what was happening and rushed to catch the irresponsible guy, he found that Dia had vanished without a trace around the corner...

Pokson, instantly plunged into despair, stared at the black card in her hand, shivering in the cold wind. For the first time in her life, she felt the money was burning her hands.

Having known Dia for so long, Pokson has finally come to his senses—

Aside from the times he's reliable, this guy is basically a piece of trash...

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A building in Youkexin.

A burly man wearing sunglasses and a Hawaiian-style floral dress sat on a bench, legs crossed, and said with a smile:

"It's your turn to come this year, you sick dog. Don't you know the rules?"

"Whom do you look down on, Owl?"

Opposite to Xiao, a thin man with a sickly face snorted coldly, his eyes icy.

As he spoke, he revealed his strangely shaped teeth, which gleamed coldly under the light, making him appear extremely terrifying.

"The profits will be split 20/80, with the bosses taking 80% and us each taking 10%."

Xiao nodded in satisfaction:

"It's good that you know the rules. You can't make a fuss about this kind of thing. But there are always people who don't know the rules. Last time, that idiot Earthworm came and actually said that he did a lot of work and wanted 15% of the profits. I just threw him into the warehouse and the boss didn't say anything."

"Don't compare me to that dead worm. That idiot has practically lost his brain from all the training. He's a disgrace to the [Enhancement] class."

The sick dog clearly held the person called "Earthworm" in utter contempt, directly expelling him from the human race in its words.

"I'm not nagging, but this is the only chance to make a fortune each year. The money we usually give to the bosses probably doesn't even amount to more than a tenth of that. Hehe, happy to cooperate..."

Xiao laughed loudly as he stood up, strutting away from the building with an air of utter indifference. The sick dog snorted coldly and followed him out...

Chapter 295 [Azure Bird] × Mythology

It took Dia a day and a half by airship to reach the Semiwon tribe, located in the northern part of the continent of Eurubian.

The airship skimmed over the jagged sea cliffs and was passing through a jungle.

Looking down at the primeval jungle adjacent to the ocean, Dia immediately realized that there was no airport nearby for airships to take off and land.

'I'll have to resort to my traditional methods...'

After confirming that she had arrived at her destination, Diya rubbed her temples in exasperation and used her traditional skill—parachuting in with her body!

So, once again, under the crew's gazes that looked at him as a madman, Dia pulled open the airship's cabin door, went around to the outside of the airship, casually pulled the door closed again, and then jumped out!

In an instant, he transformed into a dazzling meteor, rushing towards the ground with an unstoppable and overwhelming momentum!

'I'm probably the only one who treats an airship like a public bus.'

Boom!

Diya, enveloped in a thick layer of Nen energy, made a hard landing on the sea cliff without hesitation.

As gravel flew, a huge crater appeared beneath his feet, with countless spiderweb-like cracks extending outwards from his feet.

The enormous sound echoed throughout the open sea cliffs and carried far into the jungle.

Dia looked up and around, and on the distant coast, she saw the red and white lighthouse.

Seeing this, he was about to call for the spirit beast to carry him away when he heard a familiar voice coming from the wind:

"Dia—wait—"

Dia was startled; it was Vincent's voice.

He turned his head and saw Vincent, dressed in mysterious traditional clothing, slowly emerging from the jungle, pushing aside a branch.

"Let's go sit in our tribe first; it will be helpful for what's to come."

Vincent smiled and gestured an invitation.

The "next thing" he mentioned was the agreement between Dia and him to learn the skills of Mufeng.

According to Vincent, the core of the Shepherd's Wind lies in communicating with the spirits and learning their power to control nature.

As for what spirits are, how to communicate with them, and how to master nature, he said these questions can only be understood intuitively and cannot be explained in words.

Upon hearing this, Dia immediately thought of mysterious techniques like spinning and expressed her understanding.

Dia had no reason to refuse Vincent's invitation, so she followed in his footsteps.

"This primeval jungle has a very long history. The reason it hasn't been destroyed is partly because of its extremely remote location, with only one major city, Gramgasland, nearby, making it less valuable for development. But can you guess what the other, more important reason is?"

Vincent pointed to the towering trees around them as he walked.

The lush forest almost blocks out the sky, and brightly colored birds and uniquely shaped tree frogs can be seen from time to time, making it a true ecological treasure trove.

"...to block the wind?"

Thinking of the unique skills of the Shanwen tribe, Diya asked tentatively.

"That's right. To the south of this jungle lies the flat red sand desert. Every year, numerous small and medium-sized storms blow from the ocean to the mainland. Without the jungle's barrier, Gramgasland would face the predicament of encountering sandstorms every year. Therefore, as long as Gramgasland exists, this jungle will never be in trouble."

Vincent pointed and said with a smile:

"We've arrived. That's our tribe."

What comes into view are all kinds of stilted bamboo houses of various sizes, with roofs made of some kind of large, bluish, tooth-like leaves. As you come and go, you can see many lizard people who look similar to Vincent, working and living.

It is worth noting that although the Semitic tribe is a primitive tribe, it does not look primitive. Most of its residents are well-dressed and speak politely. Dia even saw someone constantly making a phone call.

"In an era in which traditional tribes are declining, the Shanwen tribe is doing its best to keep up with the times so as not to follow in the footsteps of tribes like the Kuluta tribe."

Vincent explained.

The price of refusing to integrate into modern society is that without progress, one will naturally perish, regardless of any innate abilities or unique skills one may possess. The cruelty of this society lies in the fact that no one discusses the question of whether one has the right to live; the only question is how to survive.

Diya looked around curiously and suddenly noticed that there were vendors selling handicrafts by the roadside, so she went over to take a look.

The vendor, a lizard-headed man wearing a pointed hat, showed no surprise upon seeing Dia, and instead enthusiastically introduced his wares like any other vendor:

"My human friend, would you like a piece of jewelry? It's handmade, with absolutely no fakes."

"These are all genuine handicrafts, made from various seashells and jungle specialties. Buying one as a gift for your girlfriend is also a good deal."

Vincent pointed to the bracelets, picked out two, and paid for them.