Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

This means that this hole may be the closest passage to the outside world!

Maji was incredibly fast; he reached the edge of the hole in almost half a second, and was only half a step away from crawling inside!

however--

"what……"

It was as if the faintest cry of a woman was carried by the breeze to Maggie's ears!

呲——

Maji's feet scraped against the ground, making a screeching sound and forcibly stopping him in his tracks.

He turned around abruptly, his eyes wide, staring at a dark, gaping hole:

'That voice...is it her...is she still alive...?'

His companion who joined NGL with him is a blonde female assassin named Shiba, now an amateur hunter, and also his current girlfriend.

But Maji clearly remembered that when he was killed by that tiger-like monster, Shiba was also killed along with him!

That voice... was it fake...?

Machi's rationality urged him to leave quickly, but his emotions made him hesitate at the cave entrance, unable to bring himself to turn around and leave...

What should I do? What should I do?!

……

In the garden at dawn.

There were only two suspicious-looking men.

One person sat cross-legged, while another paced back and forth, muttering numbers under his breath.

"Nakoru, stop walking around!"

Showto yelled irritably at Nakuru in front of him.

Nakuru was furious:

"I'm in a hurry! Aren't you in a hurry too, Xiutuo!"

"What's the use of being anxious!"

Xiutuo was also sweating profusely with anxiety, but he forced himself to remain calm, sitting on the ground, gritting his teeth, and saying in a low voice:

"Can you conjure someone up in a hurry?"

"Then what do we have to do, Xiutuo?!"

Nakuru screamed to the sky in despair:

"Thirty minutes left! My master still hasn't called! Something must have happened to him!!"

"Shut up! Master will be fine!"

Xiutuo snapped impatiently.

Just as Nakuru was about to continue his wailing, he heard a crisp notification sound, like a lifeline—

Ring ring! Ring ring! ...

The phone rang!

Chapter 471 The King of Military Ceremonies × Selling His Daughter

Let's rewind to yesterday afternoon.

Diya led Poxon to the pre-booked location—a chain hotel called Red Dragon.

This hotel, headquartered in Yorkshire, is one that Diya is quite used to, mainly because of its excellent facilities. As a large hotel, it often hosts events, so there are often unexpected surprises.

Like today.

"【Guangming Cup】World Military Chess Open Tournament, Today's Schedule: Finals..."

Diya looked at the words on the sign at the entrance and silently stopped.

"what happened?"

Pokson looked at Dia, who was standing still, with a strange expression, and then glanced at the signboard.

The image above shows a photo of a male and a female chess player, with a large "VS" sign in the middle, indicating that these two are about to face off.

Each of the two photos has a title below it, similar to "Chess Saint" or "National Master" in Go, but this one is much more fancy.

The female players are the "undefeated kings of military strategy," while the male players are the "dazzling rising stars"—the gap is quite large.

On a small screen to one side, the past match records and resumes of both players were being played on a loop.

'Military Chess...'

It is a relatively niche board game.

Pokson also studied this at military school.

As far as she knows, this type of chess is generally more popular in the Southern Hemisphere, but it cannot compare with mainstream chess games such as international chess in terms of attention, popularity, prize money, and so on.

Aside from being the final, there doesn't seem to be anything noteworthy about this schedule.

However, in almost all mainstream chess tournaments, male players generally dominate female players.

The fact that a female chess player can achieve an "undefeated" title demonstrates the difficulty of such an achievement...

"Hmm? That eye..."

Pokson's eyes suddenly narrowed as he looked into the eyes of the female chess player in the illustration.

A lifeless, empty, and pale appearance is undoubtedly a symbol of blindness.

A blind female chess player? Or a world champion in a certain chess game, perhaps even a perennial champion?

That's very difficult.

Is there anything noteworthy about her?

Pokson asked Dia directly, also feeling a bit curious.

Although that female chess player is very inspiring and legendary, she should have absolutely no connection with him, right?

In terms of the general status of professional hunters...

Even the GOAT of the most popular board game, chess—Carlson Magnus (flip his real name and surname)—couldn't compete with the professional hunter's industry floor.

This is the true value of the statement that "80% of the world's top billionaires are professional hunters".

"...Take a look using [凝]."

Dia pointed to the large screen.

Poksen, still somewhat bewildered, focused his spiritual energy into his eyes and looked at the video recording of the female chess player's match.

next moment.

The otherwise ordinary military ceremony competition suddenly took on a strange hue!

A look of surprise flashed across Poxon's eyes.

One, two, three...

From the female chess player's fingertips, a series of bubbles shimmering with strange colors flowed continuously into the military chess pieces on the chessboard!

But not long after, the bubble slowly disappeared, and the game on the screen returned to being an ordinary chess match.

The blind female chess player remained unmoved, as if nothing had happened.

"That's... a natural Nen user?"

Pokson was filled with doubt and uncertainty.

In this world, most ordinary people, even those with exceptional talent, need to undergo at least a period of training if they want to become Nen users.

But there is a group of people who are born with a certain kind of Nen ability, just like Nen users develop their Nen abilities.

The concept of "fa" in the traditional four major industries is actually something that can only be achieved after mastering other basic skills.

Those people don't need to cultivate the Four Elements at all; they are born with those special abilities.

Such people are even rarer than those Nen geniuses.

I never expected to meet one here. Judging from the image, he must be a natural-born "enhancement" ability user who has enhanced his talent in military etiquette.

Generally speaking, naturally gifted Nen users possess exceptional talent in a particular field and are usually worth nurturing, but this Military Chess...

Poksen hesitated, wondering what use his talent for chess could be.

Even if you play chess until you're completely exhausted, what impact will it have?

boom!

Suddenly, one of the double doors in the hall was pushed open from the inside!

In an instant, the cacophony erupted like a burst dam, bursting forth with a deafening roar—

"Ms. Wheat! Congratulations on successfully defending your title at the Bright Cup again! Is there anything you'd like to say...?" "Ms. Wheat, could you offer some words of encouragement to the generation of young Go players you've inspired...?" "Ms. Wheat, Ms. Wheat, with medicine so advanced these days, are you interested in trying to treat your eye condition...?"

A group of noisy reporters gathered in a circle, all speaking at an astonishingly fast pace, as if speaking too slowly would mean having their interview opportunity stolen.

In the center of the circle was a white-haired girl dressed in coarse linen clothes, clutching a blind man's cane, who was trembling and hiding behind another white-haired woman.

"Back off! Don't come any closer!"

In front of the blind girl, a middle-aged woman with white hair who bore a resemblance to her waved her arms vigorously, blocking the microphones that were being pushed closer, and shouted sternly.

She appears to be the blind girl's mother.

However, the reporter, having received no response, was not about to give up and continued to press for answers:

"Ms. Wheat, are you confident about the International Masters Invitational Tournament against Grandmaster Traday at East Godot Stadium a week from now...?"

Upon hearing this question, the white-haired girl, who had been cowering, instantly reacted differently!

She suddenly turned to the reporter, her voice trembling but unusually firm: