Creating gods in the Hunter x Hunter world

Perhaps Illumi had already seen through his skill level back then, but since he had no connection with Illumi, he was too lazy to bother with him. If Illumi were to actually kill him, it would probably be a matter of one move.

Fu Long gave a wry smile: "Back then, in his eyes, I was probably nothing more than a stupid donkey."

Of the subsequent bullet guns, this one was probably the one that could bring him back to his senses. Unfortunately, he was on the Sky Arena stage at the time, and his killing intent blinded him.

His research on the Nine-Headed Skull surpassed his own. His invention of a ten-shot burst tactic that hit the target simultaneously broke the Nine-Headed Skull's passive defense system.

Is it that the nine-headed skull isn't strong? No, it's that I'm too weak.

The nine-headed skull should not be used for passive defense, but rather for active control.

Unfortunately, I didn't understand back then. At that time, I didn't doubt my own strength, but I doubted the power of the nine-headed skull.

The final shot from the slingshot didn't actually destroy the nine-headed skull, but rather its own vulnerability.

Materialized objects should not be altered by physical attacks; the problem arises entirely from a problem with one's own state of mind.

Just like Gorenu's ape, which was smashed to pieces by Reza.

Haha, I thought back then that the Nine-Headed Skull was nothing special and had weaknesses.

How dare I be so arrogant back then?

Then consider Bamboo and Sniff; their strength isn't exactly that great either.

But after rushing out of the arena and injuring the three people in the arena with the poisonous stinger, he only killed one of the sniffing dogs, and couldn't even break through the elasticity of the bamboo.

Why? Is it because I'm weak? But even if I'm weak, I'm still stronger than bamboo, right?

It's because I rely too much on the items and skills I get from the slot machine, and I always feel that with these skills, I can definitely beat my opponent.

However, in the end, he was chased and ended up in a very embarrassing situation.

If it weren't for Bamboo and Sniff's desire to take credit, if it weren't for Bamboo and Sniff's underestimation of their opponent, if it weren't for that lake, could I really have won?

It's ironic, truly ironic. My self-image as a strongman was entirely based on imagination.

There are even more ridiculous and familiar plot points.

That's right, in this Hunter Exam, I did get this far by relying on the storyline I was familiar with.

But so what? That's not my story, that's Gon's story, that's Killua's story.

The ridiculous God's-eye view completely fails to integrate oneself into this world, yet one thinks that one can rely on the plot, one's familiarity with the world's system, and one's self-righteous knowledge to reach the end.

On the spaceship, Satsu, Menchi, and Buhara commented on Hanzo and Hisoka, but why did they not mention him?

At the time, Fu Long thought that it was because he was present, or because of the plot, that no one spoke up. But now it seems that they naturally ignored him, and he was even less noticeable than Hanzo.

Ha, what a laughable sense of superiority. He didn't die in the Tower of Despair; instead, he benefited from the luck of Illumi and the Amori brothers.

Now, nestled in this small cave, Fu Long suddenly felt that he had finally understood something.

I am already a part of this world. The so-called plot or understanding of Nen abilities are all other people's. Finding my own place is what really matters.

We can no longer assume that just because we know the powerful characters in the story, we can make it to the end. In Gon's story, Hisoka and the Phantom Troupe are very powerful, but in your own world, you may encounter even more powerful people. Even if they are not as strong as Hisoka, does that mean they are not strong?

The guy who was going to challenge him next was very strong, but he didn't show off. If Hisoka hadn't woken him up with that punch, he would have been dead if he had gone back into the ring.

"Haha, what familiarity, what plot, what does it have to do with me? I am who I am, Fu Long of this world, just a fool."

"Ding, congratulations host, you have gained world recognition, the system will now unlock the six-element selection."

In his mind, a six-element diagram appeared around the slot machine, and Fu Long discovered that he could choose which element he belonged to again.

This even includes specializations; as long as you level up a little, you're good to go.

Fu Long closed his eyes. He didn't rush to make a choice, but instead reviewed his battle with Hisoka.

Needless to say, he had sharp eyes and keen ears, a nine-toothed rake at his disposal, and a poisonous thorn ready to be used. He was the epitome of a wealthy and powerful pseudo-nouveau riche who had exhausted his mental energy in no time.

Hisoka's first move is to lure the enemy, using a dummy to create a feint and draw his own attacks, allowing him to familiarize himself with his techniques. He then uses physical skills and a small amount of Nen to confuse the enemy and gain insight into their abilities.

The second tactic is to use the previous moves as feints to draw your attention and wear you down, while only a direct attack is real.

As for his own poisoned thorn, it shouldn't be said that he hit the other party, but rather that the other party took the hit on his own initiative, wanting to experience that kind of pain.

And he could endure it. This monster was not only powerful and cunning, but also had an even stronger mindset.

The second move was when he was already dead, when the playing card was pinned to his forehead.

As for the third move? It's just a wake-up call.

Thinking of this, Fu Long opened his eyes.

Fruit farmers find green apples and harvest red apples, all while irrigating and fertilizing in between.

"Thank you, Hisoka."

After speaking, Fu Long stepped forward and pointed to the Six-Element Diagram.

"Congratulations, host, you have made the right choice."

Chapter 43 The Final Trial

As a materialization type, Fu Long ultimately chose his original type and did not change it.

Now that you've decided to integrate into this world, the world's gifts will define your future path.

On Glasses Island, a person was seen exercising.

While running, he controlled his psychic powers, just like Bisky trained Gon and Killua, and started his training again. The four major branches must continue.

Physical skills also require training; daily practice of straight punches is essential.

While Fu Long was training, a figure hid in a tree and observed him. Only after Fu Long left did the figure jump down from the tree.

"Wow, she's matured a lot. I have high hopes for her."

Fu Long was unaware of these things. He did not hide his location. In fact, there were not many people on the island, so it was relatively quiet for him to guard this area.

It wasn't that no one wanted to mess with him, but after seeing him smash a boulder in half with a single punch, they all backed down.

"Don't disturb my training." Fu Long glanced back but didn't pursue. He had already scored six points, so the rest didn't matter.

Seven days passed quickly.

"The fourth test has now officially ended. All candidates, please return to the starting point immediately."

"One hour will be reserved for the return journey..."

Hearing the broadcast, Fu Long picked up his clothes from the ground and dusted them off.

"It's time to return to my own storyline."

At the starting point, nine people were already waiting, and Fu Long was the tenth to appear.

The clothes looked worn and tattered, as if they had been through many battles.

"Oh, Fu Long, you passed too."

Killua is now showing some interest in dealing with dragons.

Fu Long smiled slightly and said, "I'm really sorry for taking the license plate from you."

"It doesn't matter." Killua waved his hand, but then paused, feeling that this encounter with Fu Long was different.

Fu Long then looked at Hanzo. Although the corners of his mouth were still slightly grinning, the dust on his clothes showed that he had been on the run a lot recently.

Once back on the airship, everyone rested and awaited Netero's questioning.

A short while later, a voice came from inside the airship instructing candidate number 44 to proceed to the first meeting room on the second floor.

Fu Long's lips curled into a smile. It was the same familiar plot, but listening to it now, he felt a different mindset than before.

I used to have that mindset of "I know this plot, but you don't."

Now, it doesn't matter anymore. Just pretend you know nothing and completely immerse yourself in it.

Soon it was Fu Long's turn. Fu Long was also heading to the second floor when he saw Kurapika and Gon in the corridor.

Fu Long smiled at Xiao Jie and said, "Keep it up."

"Go for it!" Xiao Jie gave Fu Long a fist bump.

Upon entering the reception room, the old fruit farmer, Nitro, asked Fu Long to sit down.

"Oh, that's rare. You've gained the world's recognition. Can you tell me how it happened?"

"There's nothing I can't say, it's just that I got a lesson from some weird senior." Fu Long shrugged indifferently.

Netero chuckled: "That's good too. Alright, let's get down to business. Of the other nine people, which one will you pay the most attention to?"

"Between number 405 and number 99, number 405 is more concerned."

Netero said "Oh," and then asked, "Of those nine people, who is the one you least want to fight?"

"Number 44, I guess. After being taught a lesson by him, I know that I still can't beat him."

"Haha, you're quite honest. I must say, you've changed a lot," Netero said with a laugh.

Fu Long didn't say anything. Only he knows how much he changed, but he finally took this competition seriously.

The final level, although I know I can definitely pass it according to the storyline, I still want to give it a shot.

After leaving the meeting room and returning to the rest area, we waited for a long time, and everyone else had also finished their interviews.

Then came the flight.

Three days later, at the final test site, a restaurant run by the Hunter Committee.

In a large hall, Netero stood at the front, with a board covered by a cloth beside him.

On the left are the instructors and the Beanman from this Hunter Exam; on the right is a group of men in black, wearing sunglasses, who are the judges for this exam.

As for the ten members who successfully completed the mission, they stood opposite Netero and listened to his explanation.

A one-on-one elimination tournament format.

When the schedule came out, Fu Long breathed a sigh of relief.

His position was directly opposite number 53, the one from the match where Boko was.

This fight wasn't part of the original storyline, since Hanzo supposedly faced Boruto only after surrendering to Gon.

Unexpectedly, I was the second one to appear, and I looked pretty good.