Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

There, the steam rising from the boilers would make the cold earth hotter than a freshly steamed bun.

Those forgotten by the city will band together and help each other there.

After the old factory director learned about this, he decided to keep the boiler running all winter.

Those homeless people endured one snowy, heroic memorial day after another.

"The boiler must be fixed, otherwise countless people will freeze to death!"

Lu Ren made up his mind. What he was doing might be futile in the face of the prevailing trends of the times, but he was going to do it anyway.

But before he could repair the boiler, he had to remove the syrup.

Lu Ren suddenly turned to the five children and said:

"Children, go and call all the adults you know who collect scraps, and tell them it was me who said this!"

At the same time, he took out his phone and dialed the number of the strikers at the syrup factory.

Such a large area of ​​syrup cannot be cleaned up by him alone; he needs to mobilize all his resources.

However, he did not disturb Dia, because he could tell that Dia had a more important mission at the moment.

and many more……

Suddenly he remembered someone who might have a way to help him quickly get rid of the syrup.

With that thought in mind, Lu Ren dialed another phone number...

Chapter 106 The Precious Sword Remains Untouched by Wind and Snow × The Wonderful Use of the Mind Beast

In a quiet, unnoticed corner of Pati City at night.

Gara, dressed in rags, lay quietly in the deep alley, surrounded by piles of garbage, making it difficult to distinguish who was the waste.

While unconscious, Gara returned to the past, to the land soaked in mist and smoke.

Every inch of the yellow earth in Lupo is stained with the blood of the Chinese people.

He saw a barefoot child running across the yellow earth scorched by artillery shells, his mouth agape, shouting something.

The next moment, he felt a cold touch on his face, waking him from his dream.

Galo barely opened her eyes, but could only see half of the blurry world...

'His left eye must be blind, and his sword-wielding hand is gone too, and then there's Jack…'

Galo gave a bitter laugh, his voice hoarse.

Judging from the sky, it shouldn't have been long since he escaped that nightmarish building. Was that snow or rain that just fell on his face?

He was almost out of ammunition and food and couldn't tell the difference.

He fumbled around and found that the broken [Yuan Zhi] was still beside him.

'At least...at least there's still a sword...'

Galo murmured to himself, he had never thought of giving up, and he even felt that he was living for this moment.

boom.

A sound of metal hitting the ground rang out, accompanied by a rude curse:

"Eat, you ungrateful stray dog!"

"Wang!"

Then a barking dog barked, and Galo slowly raised her head.

His once-proud eyesight was now only enough for him to barely see what was in front of him.

A haughty old black dog was baring its teeth at a fat man in a chef's uniform, with a bowl of dog food on the ground.

Seeing this, the fat man muttered something like "I won't take you anymore, you'll starve to death," before turning and leaving.

The old dog watched the fat man walk away warily before turning around to prepare for a hearty meal.

The next moment, a ragged figure squeezed past it, grabbed the rice bowl, and began to wolf down the food.

Just as the old dog was about to breathe, Jialuo casually kicked it far away.

And so, this former sword master squatted on the ground without any dignity, eating dog food he had stolen from a stray dog.

Snowflakes fell into the bowl, mixing with the food before entering his stomach.

This should have been a heartbreaking scene, but Galo paid no heed to it.

With each bite of food he swallowed, Galo felt his strength return a little.

'Eat, I want to eat...'

'I need to recover my strength... I have one last strike!'

Galo's eyes seemed to burn with flames, as if she wanted to incinerate her tragic fate.

In his original spot, the broken sword [Yuan Zhi] remained untouched by wind and snow, still shining brightly.

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After listening to all of Hisoka's information, Dia nodded thoughtfully.

The intelligence from the other party was very valuable; at least it let him know which members of the Phantom Troupe were involved in this mission.

However, Dia was still a little uneasy about the deal he proposed.

According to their discussion, Kuroro will definitely make a comeback after this, and will do everything in his power to save the Peeling Ripper.

When the time comes, Hisoka will take the initiative to stop Chrollo, while Dia only needs to cooperate with the other hunters to kill the members of the other Phantom Troupe.

But what if Hisoka turns against them at the last minute?

[Change type] Well, they can do anything.

Hisoka was also quietly waiting for Dia's response. In his opinion, the deal was probably already done, since no one would be foolish enough to give up an opportunity that was handed to them.

Suddenly Hisoka frowned; he saw Dia make a strange movement without warning—

He reached out, and a white spirit beast obediently flew over and landed steadily in his hand.

Immediately afterward, to Hisoka's strange gaze, Dia reached out and plucked a small piece of cloud from the Nen Beast!

"fog!!"

A human-like scream escaped from Wuwu's mouth. In a sudden reaction, it sprang from Dia's hand and then angrily flew to Dia's head and began to bite...

Diya remained unfazed, ignoring the mind beast eating her hair, and focused intently on the little cloud in her hand.

Under his gaze, the little cloud rolled around and grew a pair of proportionally sized eyes and a small mouth, making a childish "mist" sound.

Seeing this, Dia nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Hisoka, who was already wondering who the Transmutation type was, and said:

"I still don't trust you, but..."

"If you're willing to absorb it, I'll agree to the deal!"

With a "I'm doing this for your own good" smile, Dia placed the small Nen beast in front of Hisoka.

Hisoka: ...

"It's not poisonous, is it?"

Hisoka did not understand Dia's behavior, and he knew very little about Dia's Nen beast.

Diya patiently explained her approach:

"My spirit beast can sense my commands from more than ten kilometers away. At the same time, it is a physical spirit beast without a fixed size or shape."

"It can crawl into your lungs through your nasal cavity, shrink into a small ball and not affect your normal activities."

"But if you betray us then, it will crush your lungs in the first place..."

He casually mentioned some terrible things, and Dia waited quietly for Hisoka's reply.

The rain continued to fall quietly.

Suddenly Hisoka smiled, and with a flick of his right hand, he produced a playing card.

Did the talks break down?

Dia was not surprised at all; no choice would be surprising for someone like Hisoka.

But the next moment, a splash of bright red flew up, making his eyes freeze.

Hisoka suddenly plunged a sharp playing card into his own chest, then ripped it open with a horizontal motion!

"Since it's about trust, then we need to feel it with our hearts, right?"

Hisoka abruptly slashed open his chest with a playing card, a smile spreading across his face, seemingly oblivious to the pain:

"Let your spirit beast in; wouldn't that foster stronger trust?"

After a moment of silence, Dia slightly raised her opinion of Hisoka; he was clearly not the type to blindly follow others' lead.

He then casually tossed it aside, and the small Nen beast immediately followed the wound Hisoka had made, passing through the gap in his ribs and enveloping his heart.

In this way, as long as Dia has a thought, his Nen beast will not hesitate to squeeze and burst Hisoka's heart.

If you don't want to kill him for the time being, Dia can also control the Nen beast to burrow into the opponent's arteries, which can put Hisoka into a state of shock and make him lose the ability to move in a short time.

Seeing that the Nen beast had completely burrowed into his body, Hisoka wiped the wound on his chest with both hands, and stuck a piece of Nen in the shape of chewing gum on it, instantly stopping the bleeding.

Thanks to the sharpness of the playing cards, Hisoka's muscles began to heal themselves the moment the wound was sealed.

Having established initial trust, Hisoka didn't waste any more words and turned to leave.

He was soaking wet and needed to go back and take a shower.

"Wait, take this. When you see Kuroro, give it to him and say it's the relic of Number 8."

Dia's voice suddenly came, and at the same time, a white object was thrown over.

Hisoka turned his head and casually grabbed it, then looked closely:

'radish?'