Hunter: I became stronger even after I died.

Chapter 435 Application of Unlocked Abilities
To travel to the Dark Continent, four conditions must be met.

These are license, means, qualifications, and contract.

However, all human-initiated ferry operations worldwide are under the strict control of ferry authorities.

The agency's stated responsibilities include the unified management and investigation of global ferry information, and the regular release of safety indices to the public based on data digitization.

But their true mission is to completely block the path to the Dark Continent.

Therefore, apart from the "smuggling" route, no matter how hard any non-official organization tries, it is impossible to legally meet all four conditions.

In fact, V5 had already secretly signed a colonization agreement targeting the Dark Continent many years ago.

Simply put, it means that no one else is allowed to sit at the table.

After repeated failures in his previous attempts to challenge the Dark Continent, Yang De is now meticulously planning for decades to bring the behemoth that is comparable to V5, the Kakin Kingdom, onto his ship...

While it is certainly to leverage the "power of a great power" to increase the success rate of the challenge, it is also to use the momentum of the event to force V5 to accept the nationwide voyage initiated by the Kingdom of Kakin.

As for how to ensure that V5 will respond as expected?
The sheer size and international influence of Kakin State itself is the most compelling answer.

However, the oaths and constraints that embody the principle of equivalent exchange are often not only reflected in Nen abilities.

By leveraging the influence of the Kingdom of Kakin to advance the crossing plan and enjoying the enormous benefits it brought, he was reaping the benefits of the oath.

Correspondingly, he also had to fulfill the promise he made to King Graykor, which was like a military order: success was the only option, and failure was not an option.

So when Netero survived the chimeric ant incident...

If Byrd doesn't want decades of hard work to go to waste, he has no choice but to confront this serious problem.

He must break the shackles Netero has placed upon him, which means...

Before Netero dies, he is bound by the restriction that he cannot set foot on the Dark Continent again.

This means that in order to ensure the plan can proceed smoothly, Byang must confront his biological father, who is doing everything he can to thwart his dreams.

It's hard to say whether Netero's imposition of such constraints on Yangde reflects a kind of mad emotion.

Perhaps Netero harbored a certain expectation.

They eagerly await the day when Byangde will be able to break free of his shackles and set foot on the Dark Continent once more.

"This is one of the outcomes you would have hoped for, my beloved father."

By resting his elbow on the armrest, supporting his cheek with the back of his hand, and concealing a glint of cold light in his lowered eyes.

........................

The four-dimensional apartment is a room that is temporarily used as a medical room.

Netero ended his deep meditation.

With the help of the nutrient solution, his physical condition improved considerably.

His almost decaying, emaciated appearance made him look like an ordinary old man on his deathbed.

Moro stood by the hospital bed, looking at Nitro's sunken eye sockets.

There are only the two of them in the room now.

"I plan to transfer those fleshy eggs in the palace courtyard to Nob's four-dimensional apartment. After the ability-wielding soldiers inside hatch, I will use them to hone their abilities. Of course, their final fate will only be death."

Moro brought up the matter.

He was not seeking Nitero's consent, but merely informing him.

Given his contribution to this campaign, it is entirely reasonable to consider these eggs as spoils of war.

As for any subsequent awards or honors that the association might bestow, he was not on the official action list to begin with, so he was naturally ineligible to receive them.

This gives them more confidence to control these spoils of war.

Netero could clearly sense that Moro was informing him rather than asking for instructions, and he believed that the other party would not use these eggs for evil purposes, so he slowly nodded and agreed to the arrangement.

After confirming ownership of the flesh and eggs, Moro glanced at Netero's bare, withered arms and said bluntly, "In your current state, it probably won't be easy for you to recover your previous strength, will it?"

"Hoo ho."

Netero smiled as usual.

But his current expression, when he smiles, has a chilling quality to it.

"What you mean by that is..."

Netero raised his head slightly, looked at Moro by the bedside, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm like someone with one foot in the grave right now, so I should just enjoy my old age peacefully instead of thinking about any more fighting duels, right?"

"Yes, that's what I meant."

Moro readily admitted it.

Given his current strength, if Netero cannot return to his previous level, there is no need to engage in an unequal contest.

That would be completely meaningless.

Netero wasn't angry. He said calmly, "I'll take it as you're just concerned about this old man. But don't worry, an old friend can help me solve this problem."

"Yeah……"

Moro responded, and a figure immediately appeared in his mind: Lin Nie, the most senior gourmet hunter in the Hunter Association.

In her youth, she traveled alongside Netero to the Dark Continent.

With such a relationship, he naturally deserves to be called an old friend by Netero.

If it really is her, she might use medicinal cuisine to help Netero recover, or she might use her Nen abilities to do so.

Since Netero has said so, he should be able to recover his previous strength.

"That's good."

Moro nodded slightly, then immediately added:

"There's one more thing. It's almost certain that the person who attacked you was one of Beyond's men, and I think this matter is inextricably linked to Pariston. I suggest you strike first. If you don't want to remove Pariston from the association, at least remove him from his position as vice president."

"..." Upon hearing this, Netero habitually raised his hand to stroke his sparse beard.

"This is... a difficult matter."

"Difficult to do?"

Moro raised an eyebrow.

He had previously approached Netero and mentioned the relationship between Pariston and Byand.

He had made similar suggestions at the time, but Netero didn't seem to intend to remove Pariston from the association.

Now it seems that it wasn't that they didn't want to, but that they couldn't.

Just as Moro had predicted, Netero slowly explained:

“Pariston has used his position to build his own network and influence within the association over the years. It is not something I can do with a single order to remove him from the association.”

"..."

Moro sighed softly.

At this moment, he could somewhat understand the feelings of the bean flour man.

Who in their right mind would deliberately keep someone like Pariston around and invite trouble?
Not to mention that they allowed him to operate freely within the association.

Only Netero would do something like that.

In retrospect, it seems they have only created their own trap.

Netero won't reflect on whether his initial decision was right or wrong, but he has to admit that his initial leniency and indulgence have now created a thorny problem.

If interfering with the screening of personnel by the censorship department is merely a manifestation of Pariston's consistent style of weakening the enemy and strengthening himself.

Therefore, intervening directly with strong measures in this crucial battle is no longer the kind of small-scale skirmishes of the past.

As for why this step was taken...

Netero knew perfectly well what Pariston was planning to do next.

Unfortunately, he was powerless to stop it at that moment.

"Please take care of these troublesome matters yourselves."

Moro shook his head, showing no intention of sharing the mess Netero had created, and turned to leave with only one sentence:

"After I finish processing this batch of flesh and eggs, I will go directly to Kakin to settle accounts with Byand. If nothing unexpected happens, I will kill him."

"Oh..."

Netero showed no reaction to Moro's declaration that he would take his son's life.

At this moment, he also has other things to worry about.

He had to deal with the loose ends left by this incident, and also guard against Pariston taking advantage of the situation to launch an attack.

Only after fulfilling his duties as chairman could he focus his mind on his personal obsession: to fight Moro in a battle where he would either become stronger or die.

"Moro, would you like to do this old man a small favor?"

Just as Moro reached the door of the dimensional room, Netero suddenly spoke.

Moro didn't even stop, and bluntly refused, "No time, I won't help."

"..."

Netero scratched his forehead with a helpless gesture.

He had originally planned to have Moro take charge of clearing out one of the chimeric ants that had escaped from the Mitne Federation.

Unexpectedly, Moro refused before he could explain what it was about.

However, in a sense, Moro's initiative to take on the task of dealing with the meat and eggs can be considered as shouldering the responsibility of finishing up the mess.

"Let the Twelve Earthly Branches handle this matter..."

Netero thought to himself.

The pursuit and eradication of the remaining chimeric ants is also quite important in many respects.

However, even if he makes amends, it doesn't change the fact that he has already revealed "a flaw" to Pariston.

........................

After leaving the medical room, Moro began to move the flesh eggs from the palace courtyard.

Because Zeno's Dragon Star Rain had affected some of the eggs, and some soldiers in the expedition had already hatched the eggs during the attack on the palace, there were ultimately fewer than four thousand flesh eggs left.

Moving such a large number of meat eggs into the four-dimensional apartment one by one is still a heavy task.

Upon learning of this, Mo Laowu and the others all volunteered to come and help.

Despite the limited number of passageways in the 4D Apartment, the overall transport efficiency was significantly improved with the addition of Mo Laowu's Purple Smoke Soldier unit.

Before long, all the flesh eggs entered the four-dimensional apartment.

Moro and his group stood in the largest room, looking at the densely piled-up meat eggs.

Through the natural white light that comes with the apartment, you can see the blurry figure curled up inside the fleshy egg.

Next, we just have to wait for these eggs to hatch one by one...

Morrow glanced discreetly at the growth rings on the back of his hand, then looked at Kurt, Pence, and Menchi, who were closely observing the fleshy eggs.

The Love Etude Marked by the Rings of Time has surpassed Lv.100.

In theory, he could already grant upgrade abilities to Kult and the others.

Then you can use these soon-to-hatch ability-wielding soldiers to quickly level up.

(End of this chapter)