Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

"Isn't this money borrowed from me? You used my money to buy my lunch?"

Qiduo was furious, slapped Dia's hand away, and pointed behind her:

“Standing upright on the side!”

Only then did the onlookers realize that it was just a joke between acquaintances. How gossipy!

Without Dia's interference, Qiduo's diagnostic speed did not slow down at all, and the few scattered people were all diagnosed in just over ten minutes.

Qiduo put away the booklet in her hand, and Dia helped carry the medicine cabinet into the clinic. With their division of labor, they quickly cleaned up the outside.

Back in the clinic, Qiduo checked on Pokson's condition on the hospital bed again before leaving the room and asking:

"I know you went there for revenge, but why did you make such a big fuss?"

There were even voices within the association calling for Diya's expulsion, but she suppressed them directly using her privileges as vice president.

Diya swallowed the cake in her throat and delivered the prepared speech, mainly explaining why it was necessary to kill the "Ten Old Men" and those gangsters.

After listening, Qiduo sighed and didn't say anything more. She didn't object to Dia going to take revenge and kill.

Ultimately, there's nothing inherently wrong with a criminal hunter killing gangsters; the only issue is that it caused such a stir that it could easily draw international criticism of the Hunter Association.

Chapter 312 Difficulty × Cherish Yourself

Amidst the chaos, the sea rises and falls with the tides.

Pokson stood on the beach, looking around blankly, unable to recognize where he was, only seeing the huge red sun hanging low to the horizon.

The setting sun, as if squeezing out its last bit of strength, tragically vomited blood-like light, which flowed into the undulating waves, dyeing the sea surface orange-red.

Beneath the undulating sea, boundless shadows loomed in and out, as if something too large for human comprehension was moving within them at an astonishing speed.

Where is this?

She had never seen a place like this before. The sunlight shone directly and fiercely on her, yet it only made her feel cold and indifferent.

As the sun set and the sea breeze blew, a chill and desolation rose within her.

The closer she got to the ocean, the more an indescribable, soul-stirring tremor made her hesitate to go any further.

"Don't go near there. Take another look next time you come."

A familiar but unidentifiable voice came from behind him. Pokson turned around in confusion and saw a strange "person".

It could barely be called human, because its entire body was completely enveloped in an orange-red light, making it impossible to discern any symbol of identity.

"Where is this? Who are you?"

Pokson instinctively asked her question, her mind a complete blank, as if clogged with mud, unable to think clearly.

The "person" took a few steps closer, paused for a few seconds, and then said:

"Forget it, it's too much trouble. I don't want to explain. Think about it slowly. If you really can't figure it out, ask yourself more questions."

"???"

Pokson had no idea what it was talking about and just kept clicking on the question mark.

Suddenly, she felt a blur before her eyes, and the whole world spun around in an instant, turning into a golden-red light before finally being swallowed up by darkness...

……

"!!"

When Poxon opened his eyes, all he saw was an unfamiliar ceiling.

'Where am I...'

She looked around, still shaken.

It seems like she's in a hospital. What's she doing here?

In the midst of this dream and the sudden awakening, Pokson felt cold sweat soaking through his entire hospital gown, and he completely forgot the dream he had just had.

What was just remembered on one side is forgotten, while what was forgotten on the other side is remembered again.

Yorknews, rainy night, video game console, death...

'I didn't die... but how did I do that?'

All she remembered was being stabbed through the heart, and then using her powers to return to the lighthouse...

Pokson incredulously pulled open his collar to take a look.

There was a thin scar on her chest, where her heart beat strongly, demonstrating its powerful presence.

The heart is intact...

squeak-

"Hey, you're awake. What are you looking at? Let me see too."

Diya pushed open the door in surprise, carrying a potted plant in her arms. Seeing that Poxon had woken up so quickly, she couldn't help but tease him happily.

"Look at you, my foot!"

Poxon blushed, quickly loosened his collar, and angrily rebuked him.

Diya smiled and didn't mind, casually placing the potted plant in her hand on the bedside table.

In that potted plant grew a miniature fruit tree, with two lush oranges growing on it.

He casually picked one, skillfully peeled it, and handed it to a bewildered Poxon, while sitting down on the chair beside the bed.

"Here, the oranges you said you wanted to eat, go ahead and eat them."

Diya remembered that before she fainted, she had been asking for oranges, and now there were some available.

Pokson hesitated before taking the orange, his mind still a complete blank:

"These oranges... why is the color so strange? Is that an orange tree? Why is it so small?"

In her hand, the orange, which should have been orange-yellow, was now a bright orange-red, looking completely out of place.

Are you sure there's nothing wrong with that tree?

"It looks pretty good, just like your hair color. Don't worry about it. It won't kill you. Besides, that tree is very precious. There's only one in the whole world. It's called 'Heart's Blood'."

Dia slowly picked the remaining orange, peeled it, and handed it to Poxon.

"That name is awful..."

Having no other choice, Poker could only suppress his unease and gulp down the orange.

You know what, although it looks strange and has a strange name, it tastes really good. In fact, after eating it, you feel a warm current flowing through your limbs and bones.

Pokson was instantly captivated by the aroma and quickly devoured all the oranges that Dia had handed him.

Diya watched her eat with relish, seemingly lost in thought. The tree, of course, was the sapling that had been planted in Poxen's heart using the [mother seed].

He used ripples to accelerate the ripening of these two oranges over the past few days, and they should have healing abilities, according to his guess.

After eating two oranges, Pokson felt a surge of heat throughout his body, and his face flushed red. His previously tired body also regained a lot of energy.

Feeling much clearer-headed, Pokson suddenly turned his head and saw Dia sitting silently, seemingly deep in thought.

The room fell silent. Her initial panic and unease, which had been akin to being "brought back to life," were completely dispelled by his earlier banter.

Now she finally feels like she's come back to life.

She silently sat up straight and gazed at the man in front of her.

The thin sunlight streaming through the window fell on his shoulders, casting a hazy shadow that made him seem like someone from another world.

Whenever she saw Diya, she always felt fearless and unstoppable.

Even she, who longed for an ordinary life, was inspired to have the courage to challenge the unknown.

After hesitating for a long time, Pokson took a deep breath and asked seriously:

"How...how did you save me?"

Although she hadn't asked, a gut feeling told her that it was the man in front of her who had pulled her back from the brink of death.

A ruptured heart is an absolutely fatal injury, no matter who it is.

At least Poxon had never heard of anyone surviving after losing their heart.

How much must one pay to achieve this near-miraculous comeback?

More importantly, does she deserve this level of attention?

Diya raised her head and looked at Poxen, meeting her earnest gaze.

For some reason, she suddenly felt a little timid and afraid, and wanted to look away.

Like an ostrich, burying your head in the sand might be an easy thing to do.

"A person's life is made up of countless choices."

Dia didn't answer Poxon's question because it was the wrong question; it was Qiduo who saved Poxon, not him.

"But no matter what, no matter what the other option is, never put your life second."

After a long pause, Poxon lowered his head and hummed in agreement...

Saying something like "cherish your own life" is a bit too much for a Nen user.

Chapter 313 Aren't they being too nice? × Suspicion arises

Hunter trivia: Life is precious, especially your own.

Perhaps it was the so-called hunter's spirit that got into his mind, or perhaps his mind was truly distorted by Nen abilities.

Hunters, who are constantly on the front lines in various dangerous situations, are often irresponsible about their own safety.

Perhaps this is the main reason why the rules of "restraint and oath" are used flexibly. Looking at it this way, Li Owang might also become an excellent Nen user if he came here.

After a series of random thoughts, Dia shook her head to clear her mind and, focusing on the matter of protecting life, specifically criticized Pokson's performance.