Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

Scarface smiled with satisfaction and took out his phone to check the messages.

However, his smile quickly vanished, replaced by a dark and terrifying expression.

The meeting room gradually quieted down, everyone wanting to see what he had found out that made his face turn so ugly.

After a long silence, Scarface slowly said:

"We've confirmed the woman's identity; she's a professional hunter, but we don't know much more. The professional hunter I hired said he was violating the 'Ten Hunter Rules' and just quit. However, he found the woman's phone number left at the auction house, so we should be able to call her."

To ensure he could secure his items at the auction, Poxen left behind a rarely used phone number.

“Those hunters are unreliable. Now that we have a lead, let’s start shooting. Our communications department should be able to pinpoint the cell phone signal’s location.”

Someone urged anxiously.

Scarface glared at the man with displeasure. He didn't like being told what to do, even if he was supposed to do it anyway.

He then dialed the number the hunter had given him.

After a long busy tone, the call was finally connected:

"Hey?"

It was the voice of a young man.

Chapter 304 Super Typhoon × Kill a Few Dogs

Dia frowned, holding Poxon's phone, and asked:

"you are?"

At the same time, he gestured to Qiduo, who had rushed over, to go and save people, and not to worry about him.

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a calm voice:

"You don't need to know who I am. You're not qualified. No matter what your relationship is with the owner of this phone, I'll just say one thing."

Diya narrowed her eyes, a cold smile gradually creeping onto her lips, before speaking in a unchanged tone:

"Say what you want to say."

“…Cut off the head of the owner of this phone and send it to Yorknew City. Someone will meet you there.”

Is there any compensation?

"Your life is the reward. If you don't deliver it within three days, you, your family, teachers, and friends will be hunted down to death by the gangs under the 'Ten Old Men,' and you'll be left without a trace. That's it. Any other questions?"

"That's all, you just wait."

Dia replied casually and then hung up the phone.

He made his decision.

He wanted to skin all ten of those useless guys from Youkexin and stick their scalps on Youkexin's auction house.

On the other end of the phone, Scarface's eyes turned cold as he listened to the busy tone. He then gave an order to his subordinates:

“In a few days, someone will come with that woman’s head, arrest that person, and torture him to death.”

The younger brother nodded, revealing a cruel smile.

Although he didn't know who the young man was, the fact that the other party dared to use a commanding tone to tell him to continue meant he was doomed. And the fact that he dared to hang up on him so easily meant he would have to be tortured before dying.

He hadn't even considered the possibility that the other party wouldn't come.

Hearing the name of the "Ten Old Men," do you still dare not obediently hand over your heads? Do you think your family and friends have lived too long?

The northern end of the continent of Eurubian.

In a small, unnamed clinic in a town near the coast.

Through the glass window, Dia watched silently as Qiduo busied herself in the pristine white hospital room.

Pokson lay quietly on the bed, motionless, with a respirator on his face. The sapling on his chest had grown into a very noticeable small tree, but judging from its growth, it would not grow much bigger at most.

She was still wearing the blood-stained suit she had arrived in.

Fearing leaks, Dia bought the small clinic and gave all the medical staff a week off, since a comatose wounded patient with a tree growing from his chest was too conspicuous.

I was afraid that my movements would be too rough and I might make some mistakes, so I simply didn't do any extra movements. Anyway, there haven't been any problems so far, so I'll just keep doing it simply.

It wasn't until about 10 minutes ago, when Kito jumped off the airship and landed precisely inside the clinic, that the actual medical care began.

She carefully removed a piece of flesh from Poxon's chest, then summoned a petri dish and placed the flesh tissue inside.

As mentioned before, the heart is one of the simplest organs in the human body, and it only takes three hours to grow a heart.

In three hours, Qiduo will be able to begin removing the sapling and transplanting healthy organs to Pokson.

Then the sunlight fell, illuminating Poxen inside and out.

'Approximately 21 to 22 years old, virgin, 5.0 vision in left eye... Strong physique, calluses on fingers from gun use, likely a member of a special profession, no obvious medical conditions, no smoking or drinking habits, shows signs of Nen training, 60% heart damage, organs unable to function, other areas only have abrasions and bumps...'

Qi Duo silently memorized all the information shone through the shadowless lamp. It might not be useful, but it was her habit—to remember every detail of each patient.

Suddenly she narrowed her eyes, bent down and picked out a thin strand of hair from Poxon's fingertips.

Qi Duo casually twirled the hair in her hand. As the sunlight swept across the room, a familiar feeling welled up inside her, as if it were the hair of someone she knew very well…

She turned around abruptly and saw a pair of innocent eyes peeking out from the glass window above the small door.

What are you doing?

Qiduo asked in a cold voice, looking warily into his eyes.

"Let me see, and learn from it."

"That's what Dia said quite naturally."

"Get out of my way, I need to change her into a hospital gown, what are you looking at?"

Qiduo grabbed a blanket and used it to completely block the glass window.

Although she didn't know the relationship between the girl on the bed and Diya, saving lives was her duty, and she wouldn't let any selfish motives affect the surgery.

Dea, standing outside the door, turned around helplessly and plopped down on the bench, her thoughts turning to Youkexin in the distance.

In this world, if you don't want to be killed by someone at will, there's only one way: you have the power to kill others at will.

People often say, "We should fear authority, not morality." No matter how powerful a person is, an indecisive person will not gain respect.

If you want to avoid being harassed by stray dogs like the "Ten Old Men," there's only one way: break their spines and skin them alive!

"In the distant city, there remain unawakened provocateurs. Let the blood of ten thousand men, and the ceaseless storms, forge your illustrious name..."

Suddenly, the last words of the dead fortune teller popped into Dia's mind.

"Provocation... the blood of ten thousand... the storm... the formidable reputation..."

Dia murmured to herself, a chilling killing intent flashing in her eyes, which solidified over time, like an unyielding block of ice...

A few hours later, the door to the ward was opened.

Qiduo poked her little head out and called out to Dia:

"Come in, the surgery is about to begin."

Diya readily agreed and followed them into the ward.

On the hospital bed, the ventilator was still running normally, but the electrocardiogram had been turned off long ago, because Poxon's heart had stopped beating long ago, and he was relying entirely on the tree to pump blood throughout his body.

"First, we will perform surgery to remove the [tree]."

Dia brought over a flowerpot, placed it to the side, and then made a gesture as if she was ready to release ripples.

Qiduo, who had changed into a sterile gown, was taken aback and asked:

Why did you bring this thing over here?

"Weren't you supposed to remove the saplings? Look, I've even prepared the flower pots."

"I say this with a straight face."

"……what ever."

Qiduo waved her hand speechlessly, telling him to keep it away so as not to bring the mud over and cause an infection.

The intensive surgery lasted for an hour, even though it was based on Kito's extremely high level of surgical skill.

After the surgery was successfully completed, while Qiduo was busy stitching up, Dia turned and walked towards the door.

Without turning her head, Qiduo calmly asked:

"Where are you going?"

"Go kill a few dogs and be right back."

"……be safe."

Dia pushed open the door, and Vincent was already waiting at the door.

He was summoned by Dia in advance because his abilities would be needed later.

So Dia asked:

"What level of storm would be needed to get me to Yorknew City?"

Vincent thought for a moment after hearing this, and then cautiously said:

"It's probably a typhoon of level 16 or higher."

Even in this world, a Category 16 typhoon is a rare sight.

Diya was not surprised and asked seriously:

"So, in extreme circumstances, how big of a typhoon can you create?"

Vincent looked at Dia and said with a smile:

"The limit of the Flash tribe is a category 19 typhoon, but if it's just about destroying a city, a category 17 typhoon is enough."

He understood the unspoken meaning in Dia's words, and the two exchanged a glance and laughed at the same time.

Historical records.