Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

Chapter 291 Becoming a Professional Hunter! × Waiting for a Rabbit to Run into a Tree Stump

When Dia returned to the conference room, she only saw Poxon playing with his hunter's license.

"Where's Hisoka? Did he leave?"

As he casually asked the question, he walked over to her and looked at the hunter's license.

After President Nitero announced that the interviews were passed, their licenses were printed simultaneously and subsequently distributed to each of them.

This includes Dia's own hunter's license.

"Yes, he asked me to leave you a message, saying that you should pay close attention to the Sky Arena during this time, and if you see his name, he hopes you can go and watch the match."

Without turning her head, Pokson examined the hunter's license in her hand with great interest. The last three digits of the code, "286," proved that she had passed the 286th hunter test.

This small card features the Hunter Association's red and black double X logo and a unique code. It is made impossible to copy through built-in anti-counterfeiting technology. The holder can enter 90% of prohibited countries and 75% of restricted areas. Its guaranteed value is enough to support the needs of seven generations. The holder also enjoys 95% free use of public facilities.

Most importantly, lost licenses will not be reissued, and statistics show that about 20% of qualified applicants will lose their licenses within a year.

Although the registration identity corresponding to the license is stored in the association's internal computer system, the Hunter License itself does not verify whether the user and the registrant are the same person in most cases.

On the one hand, the identities of professional hunters are kept highly confidential. For example, high-star professional hunters like Jin and Qiduo are at the level of the heads of small countries, and ordinary people can hardly even know their names.

On the other hand, the association intentionally does not take protective measures for the licenses of professional hunters, meaning that "keeping one's license is the first test of being a hunter."

The combination of these factors has led to a highly developed and regulated market for the sale of hunter licenses, where they are often sold at a premium but are practically unavailable.

"Is it very valuable? Can you just sit back and relax after selling it?"

Pokson stared intently at the hunter's license and asked a question.

"With your current abilities, you can live comfortably without selling it. This thing is worth about 100 million Jenny as collateral, and you can sell it for about 1 to 15 billion. Many professional hunters earn more than that for a single commission."

Dia chuckled and snatched the card to examine it.

In fact, not all professional hunters are rich. In the Watari arc, the commission for the professional hunters in Byondo's team who were hired to go to the Dark Continent was only 15 billion Jenny. Although those people had all trained specialized survival skills in fixed environments according to Byondo's instructions, they were not ranked in terms of strength, so they naturally did not earn much money.

In contrast, exceptional talents like Nob, whose abilities are extremely rare, command exorbitant commissions for even a single job.

"Mr. Dia, your hunter's license has been completed."

A voice came from outside the door, and then a staff member came over and handed him a license.

After thanking her, Dia accepted the license and examined it carefully for a while. This license was almost identical to Poxon's, except for a slight difference in the code.

Time passed, and six months after he transmigrated to this world, he finally obtained this small card, which was almost the underlying logic of this world.

Dia was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled, held up the card, and said softly:

"I've become a professional hunter too..."

Pokson listened quietly, though he didn't know who the man was addressing, a sense of loneliness inexplicably arose in his heart.

She was standing right in front of him, but he acted as if he had never looked at her.

This feeling is truly unpleasant...

"Let's go, there's no time to lose, it's time to move on to the next place."

Diya's reflections lasted less than a minute before she turned and strode swiftly toward the door.

His goal, like Pokson's, is to build Youkexin City.

Having chatted with Chairman Netero for quite some time, Dia already had a lot of questions on her mind that she wanted to ask the Riddler Sherlock!

The journey to Youkexin by airship went very smoothly.

When Diya landed at the airport, it was exactly afternoon of January 18th.

As the sun sets, its afterglow, like a golden ribbon, shines through the layers of clouds, casting a hazy glow, and the city is about to enter night.

Since she didn't know how long she would stay in Yorkshire, Diya simply booked a double room for seven days at the familiar Red Dragon Hotel.

If he can't find Sherlock for seven consecutive days, he will run away and go find Vincent to fulfill their agreement first.

After checking into the hotel and quickly unpacking her luggage, Dia said to Poxon:

"Let's split up. You go find the underground bank Sherlock mentioned, and I'll see if I can find him in person."

Although somewhat reluctant, Pokson didn't want to be treated as a mere accessory, so he had no choice but to agree to Dia's arrangement.

The two then went their separate ways. Following her experience from her last visit to Yorknew City, Dia first went to that familiar street.

Returning to a familiar place always brings a different feeling. Diya looked around at the bustling commercial street. Although it was a winter night, there were more pedestrians than during the day.

He also noticed that the cave restaurant from last time had actually closed down and been replaced by a simply decorated and elegant coffee shop.

'It must be because the boss mismanaged the business...'

Diya didn't delve into the matter further. Instead, she went into the coffee shop, ordered a latte, and slowly sipped it.

In the vast Yorknew City, plus the abandoned city, finding a single person is incredibly difficult, like searching for a needle in a haystack, let alone Sherlock, who has been hiding for three years without being found by Keido.

So from beginning to end, Dia didn't intend to search seriously, but rather prepared to wait for Sherlock to come to her.

There are three reasons for this action. First, Sherlock himself has a request of him, so it should be Sherlock, not Dia, who is in a hurry.

Secondly, the fact that Sherlock was the one who first suggested meeting at Yorktown proves that he must have made arrangements in advance, and all we had to do was wait quietly.

Thirdly, his intelligence gathering abilities are not strong, at least not compared to someone with Sherlock's obviously high intelligence. So, it might be more efficient for him to just wait for Sherlock to come to him...

Meanwhile, following the clue of the "underground bank," Pokson arrived at an underground auction house.

'Black market transactions...'

Pokson half-covered his head, only his eyes showing, and naturally observed the people coming and going around him.

Most people here are hiding their faces, so her attire is normal because this is a black market transaction, where a large number of illegal items circulate.

These items naturally only accept cash transactions, thus requiring "underground banks"—nominally legitimate anonymous intermediaries—to provide cash deposit and withdrawal services for those in need.

Chapter 292 Historical Path Dependence × Reformers

Of course, money circulating in underground banks is unlikely to be entirely clean.

In order to make the money legitimate and clean, the money laundering agency charges a large fee.

The methods are, of course, the well-known ones, such as casinos and the stock market.

However, at Youkexin, there is another auction channel. What makes this channel special is that it is a money laundering project in which the entire population participates.

As a city effectively controlled by gangsters, most of the industries and residents of Yokoshin are closely associated with gray and even black industries.

There have even been tragic cases where people have starved to death in this vast modern city simply because they offended a gang.

So much so that in the rules passed down by word of mouth in Youkexin, there is a saying: "The desire to pay money to the gang must be greater than the desire to enter the bridal chamber, otherwise you must run away faster than the pyramid scheme members can abscond with the money," which is used to describe the power of the "Ten Old Men" in controlling the city.

After searching around, Pokson finally found the underground bank in an inconspicuous little hut near the entrance.

The decor here is a bit like a small pawnshop, with only a drowsy old man drooping his head in front of the counter.

She stepped forward, thought for a moment, and said carefully:

"I'm here to get my identification and the list."

When Sherlock was explaining things to her, he didn't mention any code words for the rendezvous, so Poxen chose to express her intentions vaguely, thinking that there shouldn't be any problems.

Upon hearing this, the old man paused, looked up and glanced at Pokson, then got up, took out a box from behind him and handed it to her before returning to his drowsy state.

He didn't say a word or make any unnecessary movements during that time.

Apart from the box that was clearly visible on the counter, there was almost no evidence to prove what had just happened.

"..."

Pokson didn't say anything; it was clear from the other person's attitude that they wouldn't say another word to her.

So she picked up the box, opened it, and looked inside. There was only a ring and a note.

Pokson took out the note and the ring, casually threw the box into the trash can, and turned to leave the hut.

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Inside the coffee shop, Dia was playing on her phone.

With his hunter license, he can log into a hunter-only intelligence website and view some highly confidential information.

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A cup of coffee was placed opposite Dia. He looked up and saw Sherlock, dressed in a sharp black suit, sitting down quite naturally.

How did you know I was here?

Diya put down her phone with great interest and asked.

"The intelligence was bought from black market dealers; they have informants all over the city."

Sherlock picked up his coffee, took a sip, and looked troubled.

"It's too bitter, could you please get me that candy?"

Dia pushed the sugar box over and glanced at Sherlock's coffee.

It's the sweetest latte ever, the kind that would make Dia sick of it...

Sherlock then nonchalantly scooped up spoonful after spoonful of sugar and poured it into his coffee cup until it had turned into coffee-flavored syrup before nodding in satisfaction and taking a sip.

Dia looked at him like he was an alien and said:

"Now I finally know who taught Qiduo her sweet tooth."

"Hmm~"

Sherlock shook his head and corrected him:

"Her craving for sweets is because she likes sweets, but I have a problem; I need sugar to suppress my pain."

Dia frowned, looked Sherlock over, and couldn't discern anything wrong with him.

"Excessive insulin secretion?"