Hunter x Hunter: Infinite Growth

Their target was Red Eyes, and they've already got it.

The person who killed the Shadow and the person who seriously injured the member were also dead, their bodies smashed to pieces.

Mito's situation could be attributed to their collective mistake, but Feitan's ambush was simply due to his own carelessness.

"Haha, I want to fight that guy, but if it's too troublesome, forget it." This is Wo Jin, whose swollen right arm has recovered somewhat.

His monstrous, enhanced physique allowed him to recover quickly even from such injuries.

Nobunaga lay on the bed, muttering, "I can't help you now."

The member with the severed arm remained silent. Although his hand had been stitched back together by Machi, the attack carried a certain resentment, making it somewhat difficult and uncomfortable for him to use his arm now.

As a combatant, he is likely to make fatal mistakes in combat under such influence.

Silence was clearly the choice he had already made.

After one lap.

Only Feitan and Phinks, who voted in favor of continuing the investigation, agreed to continue.

The team had disagreements.

“Then we’ll have to use coins,” the knight said, as he prepared to take something from his waist.

At this moment, the group leader spoke up.

"Go to Youkexin. If you don't find any trace of it, then stop here."

Since the leader has spoken, the matter is naturally settled.

……

On the airship.

The three who escaped were sitting in the restaurant.

Kevin ate silently, while the two people opposite him clearly weren't in the mood for it.

Both of their eyes were noticeably red and swollen.

“Now it’s just the two of you left. What are your plans?” Kevin asked.

Young Pello seemed to have composed himself, and his whole demeanor was quite gloomy.

He said, "I want revenge. I want revenge on those guys."

Kevin nodded slightly; this was within his expectations.

It would be strange if they didn't seek revenge in this situation.

As for the other party's talk of revenge, Kevin had no intention of dissuading him.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

Under normal circumstances, Kevin adheres to this principle.

However, he said something very clear: "You should be able to see that you have no chance with your strength."

Piro suddenly looked up at Kevin, his eyes still bloodshot.

Moreover, his pupils were different in color from others, seemingly due to a past injury. The color of his pupils was not bright, but rather darker, like blood.

But equally pure.

"Teach me that power, the power of revenge."

After saying that, Pello took a deep breath and said, "I don't know what I can give, but I will give whatever I can."

Kevin looked at him and nodded slightly: "My relationship with your father means you don't need to pay anything. I will teach you."

In short, he still owes Mi a favor.

Not to mention he promised to take good care of her son.

"However, you'd better calm yourself down first, let your red eyes go down, and then we can talk about other things."

This isn't something that can be accomplished in a year or two; you need to be very patient.

Upon hearing Kevin's agreement, Piro nodded.

Kevin then looked at Rosanna and said, "If you want to learn, I can teach you, as long as you have the talent."

Rosanna didn't refuse. She nodded, looked at Kevin, and pleaded, "I'd like to ask you for a favor."

"What kind of busyness?"

"My son, my son Kurapika, was already traveling at the time and was not killed."

"So there's still one survivor?" This was something Kevin hadn't expected.

Having one more is a good thing.

Rosanna nodded, her face dejected: "He's the only one left."

At this moment, Pyro seemed to have calmed down as well, and said from the side, "We have to find a way to find him and notify him, otherwise Kurapika will definitely go crazy and come looking for him after the news gets out."

"If those people hadn't left, or if they had left people there to keep watch, they would have found Kurapika, and then he would be in danger."

Kevin looked at Piro with some surprise.

He didn't expect the other person to be able to think calmly even in such an emotional state.

“You’re very rational. Tell me about him, and I’ll have someone find him and notify him to meet up with us.”

Chapter Seventy-Seven: New Prophecy X Interpretation

Inside a private room of a large hotel in Youkexin City.

Wright, who had recovered and been discharged from the hospital, was pacing back and forth in the living room.

Surprisingly, there were no gangsters or bodyguards in this room; only the father and daughter were there.

Wright was experiencing a mix of emotions and couldn't quite articulate his situation.

He looked at the clock hanging on the wall; today was the last day of November.

Once it's past midnight, a new month will begin.

He was pacing back and forth so anxiously because he was about to witness his daughter's extraordinary ability once again—divination.

True divination is like a prophecy.

"Dad, I'm a little sleepy," Neo said, sitting on the sofa, watching TV, rubbing her eyes, and holding her teddy bear.

“Honey, hang in there a little longer. Daddy really needs you to do a divination for me,” Wright said.

Hearing her father's words, Neo sighed helplessly, put her hands on her hips, and nodded as if she were a little adult: "I really can't do anything with you. Well then, let me, the future great fortune teller, do a divination for you, Dad. I hope you can stay safe and sound this month and not have to go to the hospital again."

Neon was very worried when her father was hospitalized last month due to an accident.

Upon hearing his daughter's words, Wright looked up at the time and found that it was indeed past midnight, so he quickly sat down opposite his daughter.

This time, we can't waste any more time.

Neon sat cross-legged in front of the coffee table, picked up a pen, and began to perform divination in her prepared notebook.

Once in divination mode, Neon's eyes widened instantly, her once lively eyes now completely lifeless.

Her arm rose naturally, and she stiffly began to write with the pen in her hand.

Line after line of text was slowly written down, until the last sentence was finished, and only then did Neon's beautiful eyes regain their vitality and brilliance.

Wright immediately noticed something was wrong and quickly asked, "What were you feeling just now?"

"What does it feel like?" Neon gently tapped her head with her pen and replied, "It's out of control, my hand just starts writing on its own."

Wright couldn't understand why, and even after hearing his daughter's description, he still didn't know the underlying principle.

However, knowing his daughter's habit of fortune-telling, he didn't ask any more questions and consciously brought the written prophetic poem to himself.

A fugitive eagle, accompanied by crows and swallows, knocks on your door, pursued by a venomous spider. Offer a toast of friendship with peace of mind; simply heed the eagle's command, and you can safely board the ship home.

March hides beneath the eaves—the majestic eagle, the shadowy crow, the swallow yearning for its young. Don't let your filthy mud stain your clean nest; only in the pure snow can the beautiful olive branch be reflected.

Cast the enticing bait, and the crows returning to their nests will become pure white pigeons in love. The eagle is about to head to the hunting grounds for its trial; build a nest for the remaining three birds, and they will carry you straight to the clouds.

[Offering its treasured secrets to the eagle's eye, the raw stone will be polished to reveal its dazzling light. The crow and the dove are like light and shadow; both are wise. Under the eagle's watchful gaze, choose one.]

……

Wright fell silent.

Wright fell into deep thought as he looked at the contents of the prophetic poem.

This prophetic poem is again long and detailed, and the information is even more concentrated than my own prophecy last month.

Obviously, this time he couldn't just casually put it away as a little gift for his daughter like he did last time.

He carefully placed the prophetic poem in front of him and began to interpret it word by word.

The first paragraph roughly means that three people will come seeking their help, and they are in a very dangerous situation with pursuers behind them.

However, there is no need to worry. All you need to do is offer help. The person who asked for help, known as "Eagle," will make reasonable arrangements to ensure that everyone can return home safely.

Having had the experience of interpreting and personally experiencing the prophetic poem before, Wright felt that his interpretation should not be too far off.

The second paragraph likely means that the three people he rescued will temporarily stay at his home.

"Filthy mud"... likely refers to the shady dealings of gangsters.

It seems that the three people who were rescued are quite upright and do not like those immoral behaviors.

Hmm... This sounds familiar... Could it be... that guy?

Wright immediately thought of Kevin, who had made similar statements in his prophetic poem last month.

He frowned and continued his interpretation with an even more serious attitude.

What does the third paragraph mean? Another crow came, and it turned into a white pigeon. How do we interpret this?

Wright was somewhat confused, but he could tell that another person had probably joined them, and this person was likely part of the same group as the previous three.

Because all four are described as birds, it implies that they should be a group.

"The Eagle" is about to leave, and I need to take good care of the remaining three... No, it should be called cooperation, right?

Moreover, the remaining three are exceptionally capable and can help their careers flourish.

However, it's unclear whether the phrase "flying straight to the sky" is an exaggeration, since he has only experienced one prophetic poem, making it difficult to judge.

Then, he looked at the last paragraph.

The last paragraph was so densely packed with information that it took him a long time to understand its general meaning.

The four people are represented by four different types of birds, which is probably based on their individual characteristics.

The "eagle" needs no introduction; it is powerful and solitary.

The person representing "Yan" seems to have a weaker presence.

The "crow and the pigeon" dilemma is more crucial, as he needs to choose between them, but what should he choose? He cannot decide.

However, he roughly understood the previous sentence. Apart from his daughter Neo's special ability, there was no other more suitable secret to hide. In his heart, only his daughter was worthy of being his deepest secret.

If you tell this "eagle-like" man your daughter's secret, he can make her shine even brighter.

In the prophetic poem, can a daughter only be referred to as a "rough stone" at this stage?

Upon seeing this sentence, Wright already knew what choice to make.

He was able to climb to his current position in the underworld not only because of his decisive actions, but also because of his clear self-awareness.

He knew his own abilities were limited and that he needed the help of others to reach a higher level. Otherwise, at his age, he wouldn't just be a gang leader in a small city.

Without a doubt, his daughter Neo is currently his greatest asset. If he can help his daughter become even more outstanding, then the answer is self-evident.

Moreover, the prophetic poem has already indicated that these people came with good intentions, and the "eagle" leading them is very likely Kevin.

The prophetic poem from last month had already clearly indicated to him that if he chose to assist Kevin, he could gain broad opportunities for development simply by abandoning activities that crossed Kevin's bottom line.

From this perspective, the choice is not difficult.

"Ding ding ding."

The phone on the table suddenly rang, and an unfamiliar number appeared on the screen.