Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

"Let's bet on whose head will fall first, I bet it will be at the same time."

"I'm betting on the same thing, but not just losing my head, I'll get a headshot!"

"Then I'll bet my heart will be ripped out..."

"Ugh, this is so unoriginal. I bet that long-eared head will cause him to develop dermatitis..."

Hearing their discussion, Muir's long ears twitched slightly, and a fine layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

'No way, they're just trying to scare us. I only said a few words. Dia shouldn't suddenly start killing me, right? Sherlock said he has a pretty good temper...'

But Muhail felt that since he had already stood up, it would be too embarrassing to sit back down now.

What will his other underlings think of him now?!

So even though he was conflicted, he still gritted his teeth and stood still.

Diya looked at the group of hunters whispering loudly, squinting as if she wanted to say something but then stopped herself.

What are these people saying?

It makes him seem like some kind of serial killer who starts slaughtering people at the drop of a hat, or even a psychopathic killer.

This isn't a Fujimoto Tatsuki manga, so why is it so cult?

Muhail's subtext was that Dia's eagerness to go to the Dark Continent was driven by short-sightedness and a desire to gain prestige.

There is no standard answer to this kind of question. It is entirely designed to force him into a self-proving trap so that he can muddy the waters and buy time.

So Dia simply stopped bothering with him.

If you want to join, then join; if not, then accompany the others to the relay continent to prepare for the colonization of the new continent and the reconstruction of human civilization in extreme circumstances.

If anyone dares to cause trouble, at most they'll have their limbs broken and be thrown into the serious crime ward to keep up with Yang De; killing someone indiscriminately is impossible (not really).

"...I understand, I was being nosy, but I have another question I'd like to ask."

Muhail lowered his head, ignoring the burning gazes from his companions behind him, and said with a hint of respect:

"What will happen to the three criminals detained in the serious crime ward? Will they also deviate from the original plan and head to the Dark Continent via a new route?"

What he feared most was that Dia would wave her hand and send Byonde and the others to the relay continent with the Black Whale!

When Yang De boarded the ship full of confidence, he opened his eyes to find no new world as he had dreamed of, no crisis of fighting against nature, and no hunting of the unknown.

Only reclaiming new land and raising animals...

That would probably enrage Yang De so much that he would start killing on the spot, and then they would all be killed on the spot by tens of thousands of soldiers.

“They will naturally come with us. Otherwise, if we let them go to the relay continent with the Black Whale I, wouldn’t that be a disaster?”

Dia's answer was like a reassuring pill, instantly putting Muhel at ease, as if a huge weight had been lifted from his heart.

Diya smiled and said:

"After all, where can you find such useful cannon fodder, those three..."

"Cough cough."

Qiduo coughed below, and Dia immediately changed her tune:

“I’m talking about those two people. They didn’t have a choice. You can report this to Billy Yander openly and honestly.”

Chapter 498 Diary?

May 1st is International Workers' Day.

[Kita's unintentional rambling (these two words have been deleted) reminded me.]

【从此时此刻——如果船上的铯原子钟没有出问题的话便是特指公历1998年5月1日20时45分——开始，我会每天记录航行的情况与所见所闻。】

The aim was to write a nautical logbook of the Dark Seas, modeled after the work of East Freecss, who penned "Travels in the New World: East," for posterity to reference.

[Hopefully, those who follow can avoid some of the pitfalls.]

[At the same time, this is also to provide the United Nations on the six continents with a signal that we are still on the move. If the log is no longer transmitted back by drone, the United Nations will need to activate the contingency plan for "failed exploration of the New World" according to procedure.]

Of course, considering the vast distance, the diary itself probably wouldn't have been sent back many times.

Of course, I'm too lazy to read what I write myself.

[Word count patch word count patch word count...]

(It's not that the author is padding the word count; it's that Qiduo wants Dia to write at least 300 words.)

【November 5th. 】

We'll reach the starting point of the ancient route in just one day.

The gatekeeper said it was an isolated island at sea, about one hectare in size, where small-scale maintenance could be carried out.

We will transfer to Mo Laowu's ships there. His fleet consists of five ships, and their overall speed is far faster than that of the Black Whale I.

The most important vessel was Mo Laowu's "Purple Smoke," which could accommodate up to 2000 people.

Of course, we can't send 2000 people. V6's previous exploration experience has proven that the Dark Continent cannot be conquered by simply overwhelming numbers; in fact, in some ways, too many people can be counterproductive.

Other ships, due to the limitations of extremely long-distance routes, were mostly converted into satellite ships for storing supplies and fuel.

After discussion, we have finalized the initial selection of explorers for the ancient route, totaling 200 people. This includes 50 professional hunters from various fields, 10 essential specialists, and 140 elite soldiers.

Just to be on the safe side.

After discussion, we decided not to place all our bets on the ancient sea route.

Therefore, after the separation, the other professional hunters will follow the Black Whale I to the Relay Continent, where they will transfer to the Kakin Royal Ferry atop the Black Whale to carry out the original voyage plan.

If all goes well, they should arrive at the Dark Continent a little later than us.

[Today, I invited Poker and Keido to sleep together, but Keido refused.] (This entire line was erased, and I was told that all my diary entries would have to be reviewed by Keido from now on. Dia was also scolded by Keido.)

[5 month 3 day]

The transfer went smoothly. Since I've assigned all twelve branches to the ancient route plan, there might be a meeting on the Black Whale to elect a temporary commander, but that's none of our business.

After several hours of coordination, everyone left the Black Whale I and boarded Morel's Purple Smoke. The transfer of Bynd and Pariston was also successfully completed. Congratulations!

Sherlock was given a separate room, and I often saw him playing chess alone, looking quite relaxed.

On the deserted island, the gatekeeper demonstrated how he summoned the Guides—a subhuman race used to guide humanity on the right course—to guide the course.

Specifically, it materialized a strange horn from mid-air and blew it towards the north—however, no sound was produced. According to a music hunter, the horn emitted a special frequency of infrasound, far below the limit of human hearing, audible only to specific creatures.

Of course, he had doubts about how far the infrasound emitted by the horn could travel, but considering that materialized creations often cannot be judged by the laws of reality, he ultimately let the matter drop.

In short, "it" appeared.

Compared to the furry monsters we imagined, this demi-human guide looks like a merman leader who just escaped from Innsmouth. His body is covered in a pungent, damp mist and dark green scales, topped with a fish head draped with seaweed and webbed feet. For convenience, I will refer to him as the Deep One from now on.

The Deepsea Diver emerged from the seabed and climbed onto the deck of the Purple Smoke using its large hands. When it first appeared, everyone thought it was an enemy attack.

Furthermore, they carried rusty tridents that crackled with electricity in the rain, suggesting they were not entirely harmless.

In short, guided by the trident of the trailblazer, the Purple Smoke and the other satellite ships slowly embarked on the ancient shipping route.

[5 month 4 day]

[Mo Laowu's ships are indeed fast. At the current rate, this letter, delivered by drone, should reach the six continents in about ten days.]

Today's journey did not go smoothly; many soldiers exhibited strange symptoms, claiming to have seen shadowy, bloody figures. Saqiu provided them with psychological counseling.

The voyage wasn't without its challenges. The difference between windy and calm conditions was enormous. I witnessed four different weather patterns—sunny, rainy, hail, and storm—alternating within a single day. Fortunately, I was able to immediately neutralize them all, preventing any trouble.

[In addition, Byand, who was being held in the cell at the bottom of the ship's hold, suddenly wanted to see me. I took the time to go see him; that was probably the first time we spoke face-to-face.]

He looked exactly like Chairman Netero, with deep scars on his face and a similar tone of voice. I remarked, "No wonder he's Chairman Netero's son," and he seemed a little displeased.

[Of course, this didn't affect what he was going to say. He told me that the ship was gradually deviating from its planned course at an extremely slight angle, and asked me to check it immediately.]

I asked him what his basis for saying that was, and he said it was intuition.

[I didn't dismiss his words as nonsense just because he was an enemy; instead, I relayed them to Morel and the other professional hunters.]

[Help me! Help ...

[Mo Laowu confirmed that the Purple Smoke followed the Deep One the entire time, using its trident as a marker. Jin, after communicating with the gatekeeper, also confirmed that the Deep One's operation had proceeded without incident.]

No matter what, no problem can be found in the navigation.

May 6th

I'm still keeping a daily log of the voyage, as requested by Kido.

May 7th

In summary,

Today should be the seventh day after the day I wrote this diary entry.

Strange rumors have spread on the ship. Many soldiers, even professional hunters, say they've seen a bloodied, skinned black goat. I think they're just hungry.

[Furthermore, many people didn't know why they fell ill. After examining them with the "shadowless lamp," Qiduo found no viruses or injuries in their bodies, and couldn't find any points that could be treated.]

She said the problem lay in the mind.

I think it's similar to the subconscious effect; because of rumors circulating on the ship, many people believed they were sick, and their bodies automatically became ill.

No need to worry about it.

May 8th

[Poxon said she dreamt I died, and I told her that even if I died, she couldn't remarry. She punched me and angrily said she never thought that way.]

A mutiny broke out on the ship. About a dozen soldiers, armed with guns, tried to storm the captain's cabin where Mo Laowu was, but he subdued them all on the spot. Their eyes were bloodshot, as if filled with blood, and they seemed to be mentally unstable. Saqiu checked them and said he couldn't see any emotion in the soldiers.

May 9th

Saqiu is dead.

[I cannot accept that such a powerful, top-tier hunter would die in his own bed for no reason. Kido examined his body and found his brain covered in countless tiny, pinhole-like pores; his brain had become like a sponge. Yet, no pathogens could be found. Apart from his brain, there were no other wounds on his body.]

Sadly, because his appearance was so drastically altered, we can't even tell whether his expression before death was one of pain or joy...

We conducted a sea burial for Saqiu, may he sail far and return to his home on the six continents.