Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

His ability, the Neumann Hour, allows him to hide inside electronic devices, but this is the middle of nowhere, without even a streetlamp.

His only electronic device is his mobile phone.

He can indeed hide inside a cell phone.

However, if the other party destroys his phone, he will still die.

Some people ask, why not use the electromagnetic signals of a mobile phone to escape to another place?

The reason is that this is the wilderness of Meteor City, and the base station signal is so bad that it is impossible to use it for traversing. It would be more like it if he put up a signal booster in a room.

It's safe to say that if you try to escape using that method, you're basically doomed.

To surrender or not to surrender?

'Is it really that hard to choose between life and death?'

His mind was filled with distracting thoughts, causing him immense pain.

It felt like a long time had passed in my mind, but in reality it was only a fleeting moment.

"It's actually a very easy choice," Grollero thought with a wry smile.

'Kuroro, you...'

His gaze suddenly calmed down.

The evening wind howled, and a loud explosion occurred!

Neumann Hour activated!

A burst of white light erupted in an instant, engulfing Grero's slender figure. A cell phone was ejected out of thin air, and a stream of colorful data rushed towards it!

He had tested this process before; it only took 0.1 seconds.

No one could stop him from accessing the phone in such a short time.

Inside was a message he had prepared in advance!

Even if he doesn't survive, this message still needs to be sent out!

All his endless thoughts vanished. Grollero had only this goal in his mind. He was willing to risk everything to send the message that should have been sent long ago to Kuroro!

"【The World】"

Even the briefest moment, if time were to stop, would be a lifetime.

In the gray world, Dia had long been accustomed to everything being paused. He walked forward and stomped the phone into a pile of fragments.

It's a pity we still couldn't catch one alive.

Time begins to flow again!

Having lost its target, the colorful data stream in mid-air instantly exploded, and a twisted corpse fell out with a thud.

In his remaining consciousness, Grero's last thought was—

"Send it out..."

This last wish ultimately transformed into a thick, unyielding obsession after death, but it did not manifest on the corpse. Instead, it caused a few words to be quietly typed out on a computer lit up in a small room.

Dia frowned, suddenly sensing that something strange had happened to the corpse in front of her.

'Is it a recitation after death? But there's no trace of recitation energy. Could it be somewhere else...?'

He suddenly turned and rushed toward the abandoned building, his figure flashing rapidly in the night like a ghost.

Chapter 339 A Nen Domain with a Radius of Fifty Meters! × Traitor

bang bang bang...

The sound was like the pounding of construction machinery on the earth, with loud bangs.

With his feet moving like wheels of fire, Dia arrived just in time to brake suddenly in front of the small room after the abandoned building trembled. He looked inside.

On the computer desk, the old computer gleamed with a soft white light.

Dia stepped forward and saw an email sending interface displayed on the screen; an email had been sent a dozen minutes earlier.

He clicked on it and, sure enough, it was his own message.

And the recipient...

Dia looked at the name, a completely unfamiliar name—it might be Kuroro or someone else in disguise.

'That backup plan left by Groello... Let's take it back and have a hacker inspect this computer.'

Although it was unclear how Grero managed to send emails remotely out of thin air, there was no going back now that they had been sent, and Dia hadn't expected to keep her information a secret for long anyway.

As long as he continues to act as a hunter, it's only a matter of time before Kuroro finds out about him, given his abilities.

Diya quickly unplugged the power cord and prepared to carry the computer case away.

Just then.

A crisp, tinkling sound rang out.

Diya frowned and looked toward the source of the sound—a landline phone in the corner.

'Call me at a time like this...'

As if she had thought of something, Dia decisively took out her phone and sent a text message, asking the association's hacker hunters to help locate the next caller.

He then stepped forward, grabbed the microphone, and put it to his ear!

After a soft beep, the call connected, but there was no sound.

About half a second later.

A calm yet sorrowful voice rang out:

“Dia Diego, right?”

"Kuroro Lucilfer".

Diya softly uttered the name of the person who spoke that voice.

On the other end of the phone, Kuroro's last glimmer of hope vanished, and he couldn't help but sigh softly.

Upon discovering the email from Greta, he began repeatedly trying to dial Greta's number.

However, each attempt was in vain.

So he switched to the landline, by which time Kuroro had already mentally prepared himself to lose this partner.

When the phone rang with a beeping sound but no one spoke, Kuroro knew it definitely wasn't Grero on the other end.

Groro always answers Kuroro's calls as quickly as possible, then starts asking all sorts of questions excitedly, never remaining silent!

Since it wasn't Grero on the other end of the phone, it was most likely the hunter they'd been searching for.

Kuroro's mind flashed back to the information in the email sent by Groello.

Criminal hunter...

This speed at which he hunts his prey truly deserves the title of "hunter".

"Can Groro's body remain in Meteor City?"

Kuroro's first words after greeting everyone were a request.

Dia said casually:

"Yes, but his abilities have already made a complete mess of his own corpse."

"Thank you. We will also send your body back to your hometown."

Kuroro sincerely thanked him.

Dia replied calmly:

"You're welcome, but I probably won't send your bodies back to Meteor City. I don't want to fight them myself."

Beep beep beep...

The phone went dead.

After exchanging insults, both of them sensed the murderous intent and determination in each other's words.

Diya silently took out her phone and glanced at it. A few seconds later, a message came through:

"No, the call was too short. The other party hung up at the last minute before the location was cracked, so we can't find his exact location."

really……

Dia wasn't surprised. Since Kuroro dared to make this call, he certainly wasn't afraid of being located.

The other party is being far too cautious.

Judging from the current situation, it's clear that the Phantom Troupe members who come to receive intelligence won't be here any longer...

Thinking of this, Dia sighed with a hint of disappointment.

Suddenly, his phone vibrated; an unexpected text message had been sent to his phone…

……

in the wilderness.

In the dim light, two long yellow lights suddenly appeared.

An ordinary black sedan sped across the wilderness, its headlights slicing through the dark plains and startling away several roaming wild animals.

Shila-

As the sound of tires screeching against the ground filled the air, the car suddenly stopped.

In the driver's seat, Machi gazed at the mountains of garbage that were already clearly visible ahead, her eyes slightly narrowed.

That's the landscape of Meteor City, a small mountain piled up from the garbage produced by countless people over the years.

Those small mountains weighed heavily on every resident of Meteor Street, blocking the sun, blocking the road ahead, but also blocking the cold air and many malicious gazes.

The residents of Meteor Street coexist with garbage, using waste and excrement as the foundation of their survival, and making death and poverty a normal part of their lives.