Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

Until Miss Poker came to her senses.

She cautiously raised her face like a newborn animal, and asked in a muffled, aggrieved voice:

What are you doing here?

"I heard you call my name..."

Pokson thought about it and realized that there was indeed such a thing.

Her eyes were even more lifeless, and she asked weakly:

What did you see?

All I saw was a desperate miner.

Dia scratched his face, opening his mouth to speak—

"Enough! Stop talking!"

Miss Poker painfully reached out to stop her, then covered her entire face:

"I'll kill myself, but don't tell anyone."

Huh? Who spoke?

Log? I didn't hear that.

Dia looked around, paused for a moment, and then said:

"Um, would you feel better if I said I didn't see anything?"

"……Need not."

Upon hearing this, Pokson calmed down slightly.

She hesitated for a moment, then awkwardly turned her head away, a blush rising on her slightly youthful, pretty face, and muttered softly:

"Go ahead and look, it's up to you."

When he said this,

Surprisingly, Poxon felt no shyness at all; instead, he felt a bit...excited?

"..."

Dia had nothing to say in response to Poxon's words.

What is he supposed to say?

Okay, okay, next time you masturbate, call me along, I want to watch?

It would be better to just solve it for her directly.

He realized that the problem lay primarily with himself, so he decisively moved on and said:

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. In the future, be more mindful of your surroundings before you do anything."

Poxon nodded like a chick pecking at rice, and breathed a sigh of relief.

But a sense of disappointment also arose in my heart.

It felt like some expectation had been dashed...

"Why did you come to see me? Aren't you going to keep His Highness company?"

Pokson hugged his knees, tilted his head, and looked at Dia, who had sat down on her own, and asked.

"Come and see you."

"What are you looking at me for? Every time you show up, I feel like I'm going to die..."

Pokson muttered under his breath in a huff, turning his head away from him.

Dia looked meaningfully at Miss Poker, who had returned to normal, thought for a moment, and slowly said:

"...I'm afraid you'll be jealous."

He felt that he still couldn't neglect to provide emotional support to Miss Poker.

Otherwise, just look how much she'd been suppressing her emotions.

Especially since she's a Nen user...

"Who's jealous..."

Miss Poker's face flushed red once again.

She hurriedly buried her face in the crook of her knees, as if cosplaying an ostrich, and stubbornly retorted:

"Don't talk nonsense."

That being said.

But her mood did indeed brighten because of that remark that seemed to have revealed something.

This is the first time.

She felt that a thin veil had formed between her and Dia, a veil so thin it could be easily pierced.

Perhaps, things will progress between them soon...

Seeing this, Diya smiled but didn't say anything more, instead changing the subject:

“Newdley is about to be locked down, and I suspect... the War of the Succession is about to begin.”

Succession War...

Pokson was taken aback by what he heard, and looked up at Dia with a puzzled expression.

How did it suddenly switch to this?

King Nasby is in his prime, while Kakin is facing difficulties both domestically and internationally due to the pandemic.

How could a succession war possibly begin and a new king be chosen when the country is in such turmoil?

wrong!

Suddenly realizing something, Poxon blurted out:

"innovation?"

Dia nodded and said:

"That's right. A turbulent national situation is actually beneficial for the new king to reorganize the country and unify the forces."

"Although it is counterintuitive, Nasby seems to be using this pandemic to incubate a new king who is more powerful and capable of turning the tide."

Just as animals raised in poisonous fog often develop resistance to toxicity, a king chosen from a true poisonous concoction will also possess exceptionally powerful abilities.

Whether it's an ancient dynasty or a modern nation.

Every change of leadership inevitably follows an underlying political rule.

That is the silence of our predecessors.

A change of regime is a process of handing over power from the old to the new.

In order for the new national leader to quickly build public support, the outgoing leader must remain silent to reduce his or her presence.

In the past.

In order to prevent the brilliance of the previous leader from overshadowing the current leader and causing unnecessary waste of political resources.

Mature political minds naturally stop praising the achievements of the previous leader and instead turn to praising the leaders who came before them.

In extreme cases, it may even be necessary to stigmatize the previous leader in order to prevent an embarrassing situation from arising where the former leader "usurps the position."

This is why we often see recently retired leaders suddenly appear much older; it's a necessary political tactic.

At the same time, a pressing "crisis" is needed for a new leader to demonstrate his abilities, win public support, and quell controversy.

The "crisis" here could be either fate or—

Human intervention.

Originally, it followed the normal system of succession to the throne.

Whether it's the new king's achievements or how to abdicate in a justifiable manner, these are serious issues that Nasby needs to consider carefully.

But this pandemic, like an unexpected "surprise," perfectly solved the two problems mentioned above.

Dia guessed.

Naspi's original plan was to use his own death to directly eliminate his influence on Kakin.

At the same time, by leveraging his achievements in exploring the new continent, he can solidify the new king's position and incidentally make Kakin a true V6.

But taking advantage of the current crisis,

He discovered a shortcut that could also achieve the above goals.

So it was only natural.

During this pandemic, the decision to crown a new king is of paramount importance.

But the only problem is—

Before the succession battle begins, the epidemic must not be resolved, or even show any signs of being contained!

This is a pre-made achievement reserved for the new king!

"If I'm not mistaken, the production of the second batch of [Ampovirumab] tomorrow will definitely encounter unexpected situations."

Dia analyzed:

"But that's not important. What's important is that with such an advantage, we, or rather, [Mumu Ze], will definitely become the target of everyone's attacks!"

Chapter 393 Complete Lockdown! × Spanning Mountains, Shoulders Reaching Clouds

March 15th, just past midnight.

New Delhi was deathly silent, the deep night floating in the sky above the vast capital like a boundless, dark ocean suspended beneath the moon.

Vast, seemingly endless dark clouds drifted across the city, occasionally revealing a breathtaking glimpse that created a sense of oppression and suffocation.