Six-Eyed Sukuna, starting from Hunter x Hunter

Chapter 17 Rotten Oranges Everywhere

There wasn't a single person guarding the hallway or even the doorway outside the room.

They seemed convinced that no one would dare to enter the church to eavesdrop on their conversation, which made things easier for Su Wu.

He silently pressed his ear against the door, and even used his mental powers to enhance his hearing in order to concentrate on eavesdropping on what the people inside were talking about.

His six eyes can see the aura of others, and naturally he can also see his own aura.

Not to mention that he was subjected to West Germany's mental attacks for so long during training. If he still couldn't learn from this, his talent would be questionable.

Successfully opening the pores is equivalent to opening the Ren and Du meridians in martial arts legends, which allows one to control the "qi" in the body, which is life energy. The act of controlling qi is called "thought".

The four stages of practice of mindfulness are as follows:

Knowing entanglement, understanding severance, undergoing refinement, and reaching the ultimate expression.

In his view, the way it was used was similar to that of curse power, except that one was born from negative emotions and the other from life energy. They were different paths leading to the same goal, so he was able to get the hang of it quite quickly. However, he still needed to figure out what his specific abilities were.

When an ordinary person's seminal pores are not open, a small amount of energy will leak out. Once the seminal pores are opened, the rate of energy loss will accelerate. Therefore, it is necessary to learn to control one's thoughts. Otherwise, if too much energy is lost, one will become dazed, listless, and want to spend all day lying down.

The most useful Nen technique for him right now is "Entanglement," which allows him to use Nen to envelop his entire body for defense, compensating for his weakness in this area.

After all, he hasn't yet achieved his limitless potential; he only has offensive tactics.

Of course, both incantation power and chanting can be used to strengthen the body. With their enhancement, he can withstand an attack without much harm and can also strengthen any part of the body. They are also useful when eavesdropping.

The emergence of Nen abilities depends entirely on the user's ideas and exploration, and has infinite possibilities; any type of ability can appear.

The interior of the conference room in Zone 1 church is extremely luxurious, with velvet carpets covering the floor and gold objects inlaid with various gemstones.

Even the tablecloth was embroidered with patterns using soft gold thread.

Several figures dressed in black robes or suits sat on either side of the twelve-meter-long conference table, each with several burly guards or bodyguards standing behind them.

Nearly fifty people were gathered in this conference room, the silence of which was somewhat oppressive.

"I heard that all the kids who went missing in District 13 have been found?" A man in a suit said mockingly. He wore gemstone rings on all ten of his fingers, and the gemstones sparkled as he moved his fingers.

"Didn't Pampas go to District 12 a while ago? He's so capable, it's not surprising that the child was found." A man covered in bandages and dressed in a black priest's robe said in a gloomy tone.

"After all, these kids are the future of Meteor City. I have to try to save everyone's future." Sitting at the far left of the long table, the blond, green-eyed man chuckled, seemingly oblivious to the implications in the others' words.

"Hmph! You really think you're the savior of Meteor City?!" A man slammed his hand on the table, his voice filled with rage. Fortunately, the table was made of very sturdy material and withstood the blow.

"How could that be? I'm just a nobody in the council of elders." Pampas raised his hands, seemingly surrendering.

"Alright, alright, Pampas is in charge too..." Another masked woman spoke up, as if to help Pampas out of the predicament, but the next second she said, "I heard that you have a capable new subordinate, Pampas. Why don't you introduce him to everyone?" Her dark eyes under the mask looked at Pampas with a smile.

"It's precisely because he's so capable that I'm afraid you'll be too eager to find talent and take him away. After all, I can't compare to you in any way, so I'm really not confident I can keep him here," Pampas said calmly with a smile.

"Enough with the nonsense! That guy killed so many people and destroyed so many buildings, hand him over now!" another man said coldly.

"He was just a victim who was dragged into danger and had to resort to violence to survive..." Pampas shook his head helplessly. Facing the disdainful and contemptuous expressions of the other elders, he continued, "Speaking of which, I think I've discovered something interesting, the kind that spiders might be interested in."

He crossed his fingers, smiled gently, and said...

Spider's reputation is well-known throughout Meteor City.

The elders were clearly terrified of spiders.

If the matter of the missing child gets to the Spiders, it won't be so easy to resolve, and several elders will definitely have to be replaced.

Some of the surviving elders still vividly remember the changes that took place more than a decade ago.

The group of people looked at each other, exchanging glances and mentally preparing their responses.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. The children have all been found, and the matter is over. Why should we let those spiders interfere in the affairs of the Elders' Council? Don't you think so, Pampas?" One of the elders, who hadn't spoken, cleared his throat, his voice old yet steady and powerful.

"Of course, I agree with that statement, which is why I'm sitting in this conference room chatting with you all right now." Pampas didn't press further, but instead took a step back and spoke naturally.

This also means that both sides will let the matter drop; the elders will no longer demand that Pampas hand over the people he killed in a massacre recently, and Pampas will not tell Spider about it.

After the meeting ended, a group of people got up and left.

Pampas remained seated, his emerald eyes fixed on the figure across from him, who had already stood up and was covered in bandages.

"By the way, Farouk, I hope that the problems in District 13, which you are in charge of, won't keep happening one after another. So many children have gone missing in such a short period of time. Your management is a bit lax." He said in a calm and unhurried tone.

The group of people who had already stood up paused, their eyes turning to the Pampas with ambiguous expressions.

"...Anyway, quite a few brats die every year. It doesn't matter where those worthless things die." Farouk stared at Pampas with his two brown eyes in deep-set sockets, speaking in a low voice, word by word.

He has sun and moon marks on his left and right hands respectively.

"I see." Pampas seemed to think what he said made sense and nodded slightly.

"Hmph." Farouk turned and left. The other elders looked at each other, smiled slightly, and also walked towards the gate.

Upon hearing footsteps, Su Wu quickly disappeared through the doorway.

The door creaked open from the inside, and a few people walked out.

Su Wu returned to the church only after everyone had left.

He walked into the conference room, where only Pampas remained, his face showing utter disinterest and his tone revealing his boredom: "So you've been dealing with this pile of rotten oranges all this time?"

"Rotten orange...that's a very apt description." Pampas was somewhat surprised when he saw him, realizing that the other party seemed to have become stronger in just a few days. After a moment's thought, he considered the description of rotten orange and nodded in agreement.

Although there will always be a few rotten oranges among a pile of good oranges, it is clear that the pile he was facing did not contain any good oranges; they were all rotten oranges.

"Besides me, there's no one else who can talk to the elders." Pampas said with some helplessness and a headache.

If I had known, I wouldn't have tried so hard to climb the ladder. There's so much to deal with every day, who would have thought I wouldn't be able to enjoy it at all?

"It's the same everywhere, so boring." The white-haired, blue-eyed boy sneered, his tone full of arrogance and disdain.

"Is this all over just like that?" He looked at Pampas with some suspicion.

"It's not that simple. I guess they see me as a nuisance now, and they might start targeting me soon," Pampas said with a sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Fortunately, he wasn't entirely without the ability to protect himself.

But before that...

"It'll be almost a year, and your identification has been processed. You can leave anytime you want," Pampas said, pulling a card from his clothes and handing it to Su Wu.

This chapter is clear enough, isn't it? Child trafficking is related to the higher-ups in Meteor City, and the child traffickers aren't some small organization.

Whose little organization is building houses underground in the Upper Three Districts?

Any problems are all my own interpretations. Okay, okay, I'm Yun. I'll scold myself first. If it's not to your liking, then don't watch it.

(End of this chapter)