Hunter: I became stronger even after I died.

Chapter 292 Can Guanyin Avoid All Forms?
The number of stages in the Hunter Test is not fixed, but is flexibly adjusted by the review committee based on the examiners and test content for that year.

Generally speaking, including the final test overseen by Chairman Netero, the total number of stages is roughly five to six.

However, the Hunter Exam has been held for nearly three hundred sessions, and there are always special circumstances that can occur.

For example, in the second test, which had a total of 101 participants, only Moro passed.

If we take the previous examples as a reference, then we can directly conclude that Moro is the only one who passed this year's Hunter Test.

However, the final decision-making power in such special cases still rests with the Hunter Test Review Committee.

As a result, Netero, as the highest-ranking official on the Hunter Test Review Committee, received the news immediately.

From 502 people in the first stage, to 101 people in the first half of the second stage, and then to only one person in the second half of the second stage.

This sharp decline in numbers is truly devastating.

However, the Hunter Test is such a thing, it's like a thousand troops crossing a single-plank bridge.

Based on this, after understanding the situation, Netero, although believing that the current Hunter Exam rules urgently needed reform, still tended to follow the examiners' decision.

After all, one candidate has already stood out based on their abilities, and it would be unfair to overturn the result rashly.

Just as he decided to end the test early, he received a call from the examiner, Satz.

During the call, Satsuma gave a detailed and objective report on the outstanding performance of this year's candidates.

Netero realized that the overall level of this year's candidates was far superior to that of previous years, forcing him to re-examine his decision.

If the pass rate is to return to normal levels, reforming the testing rules is imperative.

But what needs to be weighed now is whether to make adjustments immediately in this term or leave it for the next term.
On the airship.

Nitero fell into a rare moment of deep thought.

next to.

The man with the bean-faced expression looked slightly serious, understanding that the chairman's next decision might have some impact on the current and future Hunter Exams.

No matter what decision Chairman Netero makes, Bean Man will wholeheartedly support him and believe in him without reservation.

Biscayne Forest, the warehouse venue for the second test level.

Just as Netero was weighing his options, many candidates inside the warehouse looked unconvinced.

These candidates were almost all seasoned veterans, and they simply couldn't accept the reality of being eliminated by "a dish".

Prior to this, all the tests they participated in focused on physical strength, combat ability, and survival skills.

If it's that type of test, even if they're eliminated, they'll accept it willingly.

Now he's stumbled on the cooking test, what kind of logic is that?
The atmosphere in the warehouse gradually changed.

Discontent seemed to be spreading, but Menqi remained calm and indifferent, ignoring the dissatisfaction on the candidates' faces.

Ringing——

Buhara's cell phone suddenly rang.

Menqi, who was casually leaning back on the sofa, rolled her eyes when she heard the incoming call.

She recognized Moreau's performance in the second test from all angles, based on what she considered to be fair judging standards.

She felt there was no problem with the result.

However, she anticipated the review committee's reaction, so she turned off her phone in advance.

Now, when I hear the phone ringing, I think I should tell Buhara to turn off his phone too.

However, it's not very meaningful.

Menchi knew that the examiner for the first round, Sats, was hiding in a tree outside the warehouse. Even if Buhara turned off his phone, the review committee would probably still call Sats...

There's no way to avoid it.

"Give me the phone."

Mencius reached his right hand behind him.

As soon as Buhara took out his phone, he obediently placed it in Menchi's hand.

Menqi answered the phone, and the bean-faced man's voice came through the receiver: "Buhara, please hand the phone to Menqi."

"I am."

"what?"

The bean-faced man on the other end of the phone paused slightly, but quickly recovered and got to the point, saying:
"Menchi, regarding the results of the second test, the review committee needs to confirm whether there were any violations of the review rules during the testing process, so before verifying..."

"Cut the nonsense."

Menchi interrupted impatiently, "One person passed, that's the final result."

"But Menchi, before the official verification..."

"I don't care what you want to verify. Anyway, in the second half of the second test, only candidate number 502 passed. If you have any objections to my judgment, then your review committee members can come and talk to me in person."

Menqi's tone was firm, showing no sign of compromise. She added at the end, "But I'm sending the candidates home now. Don't miss out!"

"Menchi, you can't make decisions on your own..."

On the airship, the Bean Man looked helpless and turned to ask Chairman Netero for instructions.

But when he looked at the spot where the chairman had been sitting and drinking, he found that it was now empty.

"Huh? Where's the president?"

The Bean Man looked around blankly, as if Netero had vanished into thin air.

at the same time.

Netero stood atop the airship's airbag, his right hand resting on his brow, gazing into the distance towards the venue for the second test.

next moment.

He leaped into the air, his entire body suspended in mid-air.

As gravity began to pull him toward the ground, a golden light suddenly burst forth behind him.

The golden light was incredibly fast, yet it was like a gentle hand, softly enveloping Netero's body.

Snapped!
A white shockwave suddenly exploded in the sky.

Golden light enveloped Nitero, tearing through the air like a bullet and disappearing into the distance in an instant.

Inside the warehouse meeting room.

When Menqi heard the bean-faced man's mutterings, although she didn't know much about the situation, she instinctively suppressed her impatience when she heard the word "chairman".

She can take a tough stance with the members of the review committee, including the Bean Man.

However, when facing the top official, Netero, her attitude was only one of respect and politeness.

In conclusion, my decision is...

Menqi planned to hang up the phone after saying that, but her expression suddenly changed halfway through her sentence.

The Nen users behind her, including Buhara, Moro, and Hisoka, also noticed something amiss immediately.

"The fluctuations in Qi... are extremely intense."

Moro suddenly turned around, his gaze passing through the open warehouse door and looking outside.

The instant his gaze locked on it—

boom!
A blur of motion crashed to the ground like a cannonball, creating a deafening roar.

The ground cracked instantly, and a violent shockwave carrying sand and dust swept outwards.

The warehouse door was slammed shut by the blast wave, and dust billowed into the room.

This sudden turn of events left most of the candidates present looking shocked.

"What happened?"

"What just crashed down?!"

The candidates all stared intently at the billowing dust outside the door.

Moro's eyes flickered slightly. He could sense the intense aura within the smoke and dust rapidly dissipating into silence. He also recalled the fleeting glimpse of golden light he had just caught. "Making such a commotion, could it have flown straight over here?"

Moro thought to himself.

Although the smoke and dust had not yet dissipated, he had already guessed that the owner of this aura was none other than Netero, the president of the Hunter Association.

It seems that even with myself as a qualified candidate, the results of the second test still made it difficult for the review committee to make a decision.

Netero's presence at the venue in this manner was not necessarily to quell the candidates' discontent.

It's more likely due to reforms to the testing rules.

Moro still had some memories of this.

As everyone held their breath in suspense, a white figure broke through the dust and stepped into the warehouse.

It was an old man with white hair and beard, a long braid tied on his shiny head, two snow-white eyebrows hanging down like dragon whiskers, and a thick beard that almost covered his entire chin, outlining a playful hook shape below.

Just as Moro had guessed, the visitor was the president of the Hunter Association, who was also the highest-ranking person in charge of the Hunter Test Review Committee.

"Chairman Netero...!"

Menqi reflexively got up from the sofa, looking slightly taken aback.

Buhara, who had been sitting on the ground for a long time, also awkwardly got up, using this gesture to show his respect for Netero.

"Hoo ho."

Netero stroked his beard and chuckled, "I arrived a little in a rush, but I hope I didn't cause you any trouble?"

As he spoke, he quickly glanced around at the examinees present, only lingering a little longer on the Nen users like Moro.

When he noticed the Nen state on Moro's body, a look of surprise flashed across his old eyes, which was then replaced by a strange smile.

"President Netero, what brings you here?"

Menqi tossed her phone to Buhara behind her and quickly went to meet him.

Netero looked at Menchi and asked with a smile, "Didn't you send me?"

"..."

Menqi was speechless for a moment.

She was referring to the members of the review committee, but she didn't specifically request the highest-ranking official to come.

Besides, she dared to speak like that precisely because she was certain the review committee wouldn't arrive so quickly.

Who would have thought that Netero could fly over so suddenly...

"Hoo ho."

Nitro chuckled twice, his gaze sweeping over the kitchen counter, which was in complete disarray, with even unprocessed fish carelessly tossed on the floor.

The second test was designed to assess whether candidates had the courage to challenge the unknown, and on that basis, to examine their observation and judgment skills.

However, judging from the messy state of the kitchen counter, it seems that during the test, Menchi's evaluation gradually shifted towards attitude.

Furthermore——

In tests like this, once the first person to pass appears, it's essentially an open-book exam.

Even so, among so many candidates, not a second person passed.

Netero believed that the assessment process was fine; the problem was that Mencius had given the candidates too little time.

Especially after eating Moro's dish, the pace of the entire test noticeably accelerated.

So even if an answer is presented to the test takers, there simply isn't enough time to copy it all.

Netero withdrew his gaze and turned to Menchi again, saying slowly, "The review committee must ensure the standardization of the testing process. As far as the evaluation criteria are concerned, your approach is correct."

"Yes!"

A hint of joy flashed in Menqi's eyes, and her tense shoulders relaxed slightly.

"but……"

Netero then changed the subject, saying, "The time allotted for setting the exam questions was indeed too short."

Menqi was speechless once again.

really……

If we're talking about evaluation criteria, she has a clear conscience.

However, she had no way to refute the time issue raised by Chairman Netero.

Candidates are required to demonstrate their judgment and observation skills by setting up a cooking station, and also to catch a migratory sea fish within a limited time.

These two things cannot coexist.

Unless candidates are given more time.

Looking at Menchi's reaction, Netero said seriously, "It seems you also know where the problem lies."

"Yes."

Menqi lowered her head and admitted her mistake: "This is my fault. I didn't grasp the core requirements of the test."

"But there's still time, isn't there?"

Netero turned to the side, gazing at the deepening twilight outside.

"Let me make a suggestion."

He pointed to the faintly visible orange-red sunset outside and said slowly, "How about we extend the test deadline to midnight?"

"I will follow your arrangements, but..."

As Mencius spoke, she looked up at the ever-silent Moro and hesitated, "Isn't this last-minute adjustment too unfair to candidate number 502?"

This statement drew everyone's attention to Moro.

The candidates, who had initially been secretly relieved by Chairman Netero's intervention, now became nervous again.

Netero stroked his beard, scrutinizing Morrow, his gaze lingering on his face for a moment, a hint of something deeper flashing in his eyes.

This subtle movement was made without any attempt to conceal it, and Moro could sense it, causing a slight chill to run through him.

"Candidate number 502, may I speak to you in private?"

Netero suddenly asked.

Moro nodded in agreement.

Netero smiled, then turned to Menchi and calmly reminded her, "Time waits for no one."

"..."

Menchi hesitated for a moment upon hearing this, but still followed Netero's instructions. She immediately turned to the group of examinees in the room and said calmly, "In a lake less than 200 kilometers to the south, there lives a type of phototactic fish."

"!!!"

Upon hearing Mencius's suggestion, the candidates reacted quickly. Ignoring their excitement at regaining their chance, they each pulled out headlamps from their cupboards and ran wildly out of the warehouse.

Meanwhile, Netero had already led Moro to the back of the warehouse.

The twilight slanted across the warehouse walls, and a few blades of grass swayed gently in the shadows.

Netero stood facing the disappearing twilight, his back to Morrow, and said, "The duty of the review committee is to ensure the fairness of the test, so it has the right to adjudicate any disputes that arise during the test."

"..."

Moro remained silent, observing Netero's aura in quiet contemplation.

Facing this former world's strongest ability user once again, a different thought arose in his mind.

With the current precision of starburst condensation...

Can one avoid the sharp edge of the Hundred Forms of Guanyin?
As Netero was explaining the pros and cons, he was about to give Moreo a choice when he suddenly sensed something and turned to look at Moreo's bright eyes.

Are you assessing a possibility...?

Netero, who had already seen through Moro's identity, smiled meaningfully.

(End of this chapter)