Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

"We will win, Masters."

The reporters paused for a moment, then erupted into an even more heated chorus of voices!

This unreserved confidence and sharpness...

She's practically the darling of journalism!

Just by looking at it, you can imagine the public opinion and traffic it will generate after it's posted!

If the wording could be a bit more intense, and the opponent could be belittled along the way, and then the special political conditions of Donggothia could be added at the end, it would be perfect!

The flies in the press revealed their bloodthirsty, ugly smiles, their microphones like long guns and cannons, relentlessly jabbing forward, as if they wanted to stab people in the eyes.

'Dongguotu...me.'

Diya calmly watched Xiaomai being surrounded by reporters, and began to make plans in her mind.

After a while.

He put his arm around Poxen, whispered a few words in her ear, then found an inconspicuous chair and sat down, looking quite relaxed.

After receiving his instructions, Pokson, though somewhat puzzled, still did as he was told.

She simply pulled out her hunter's license and swiftly and decisively took down each of the annoying reporters, throwing them all out.

The reporters were both afraid of the privileges and status that the license brought, and shocked by the incredible strength of this seemingly small girl.

"Monster, huh..." "Say less and go..." "A wise man submits to circumstances..." "It's not worth risking your life for a few thousand dollars..." "Let her go."

Muttering to themselves, the reporters scattered like birds and beasts, disappearing in no time at an astonishing speed.

"idiot……"

Pokson looked at the group of reporters who were trying to be tough even while they were running away, speechless.

"You, hello."

Behind Poxon came a hesitant voice.

She turned around and saw the middle-aged woman who had been protecting the wheat, now speaking hesitantly in a low voice:

"Thank you for helping us drive those people away."

"It's just a group of reporters. A few bodyguards or an extra man can handle it. It's not a big deal."

Poxon said it offhand.

"bodyguard……"

The middle-aged woman forced a smile:

"Their annual salary is almost equivalent to the food our whole family eats."

"So you always wait for someone to rescue you like this? That's your daughter, right? She's so accomplished in military chess, she must encounter situations like this quite often, right?"

"I can't believe it," Pokson asked curiously. Then, Xiaomai, who had been shyly hiding behind her mother, peeked out and cautiously said:

"No, no... Father... ate something that made him sick... that's why Mother came."

"This sentence is missing a lot of information; even I can barely understand what you're saying..."

Pokson subconsciously muttered a complaint, but as his gaze wandered, it suddenly met Xiaomai's pale eyes:

"..."

Miss Poker pursed her lips and swallowed those less-than-gentle words.

Faced with such a frail and pitiful girl, it would be difficult for anyone to say anything bad (except for reporters).

But Xiaomai still heard the first part of her sentence.

She lowered her head somewhat self-consciously, pursed her lips, and forced out a sentence:

"I...I didn't go to primary school...so I'm not very good at speaking..."

In her mind, primary school was the highest level of education, so she could only say that she had never attended primary school.

"But thank you so much for helping us, sister... If there's anything I can do to help, I'll do my best!"

As she spoke, Xiaomai mustered her courage and looked up firmly at the brave older sister who had done the right thing!

Her face came into view of a green plant by the door.

"You're wrong..."

Wheat's mother silently grasped her shoulders and turned her face toward Miss Poker.

"...Alright, I'll just be blunt. I do have something I want you to do, but it's a good thing for you."

Pokson didn't waste any time and went straight to the point:

"Your next match is in East Godot, right?"

"...Yes, big sister, what do you want me to do?"

Wheat responded hesitantly.

“I hope you don’t participate in that competition, stay away from East Godot, and don’t come back for at least a year.”

Pokson's words startled the mother and daughter.

"This, this won't do, big sister. If I don't participate in that competition, I automatically forfeit. If I lose to Gungi, I'll just be a worthless piece of trash..."

Xiaomai reacted quickly and said urgently, while her mother also apologized and explained in a humble voice:

"I'm sorry, we really can't do that. Without the prize money from the competition, our whole family will starve to death."

Their entire family of twelve relied almost entirely on the prize money earned from wheat representing their country in world competitions.

Because of her blindness, she was born a burden on her family, so her parents always instilled in her the idea that "if she loses, she will become a worthless piece of trash."

Wheat herself agrees with this, even though she has been called the "Queen of Military Ceremonies" by the outside world.

Therefore, in the military ceremonial community, there has always been a saying that "the king of military ceremonial is nothing if he loses even once."

Of course, for wheat, automatically conceding defeat is also a loss.

"Don't rush to refuse, listen to my conditions first."

Pokson wasn't surprised. Instead, he took out a debit card, waved it in front of the middle-aged woman, and calmly said:

"I will give you a sum of money, enough for your whole family to live on for three lifetimes, as long as you promise me to take this guy to a place and obey my orders for a year."

In other words, you're selling your daughter's future to me.

"You can take this card to the ATM next door to check the balance. The card doesn't have a PIN, so if there's a problem, you can refuse to acknowledge it on the spot."

As he spoke, while the middle-aged woman was still struggling to process what he had learned, Poxon casually tossed the savings card containing 100 million jenny into her hand.

Because of NGL's special nature, she prepared a stack of these anonymous savings cards.

The source of the funds is naturally the super-rich Miss Qiduo.

Poxon’s words were very simple, and even country folk like Wheat and her mother could understand them.

It is precisely because they can understand it that...

That's why Xiaomai was gripped by immense panic at that moment!

That older sister wants to use money to get her family to stop her from participating in the military honor competition!

If the King of Military Ceremonies doesn't participate in military ceremonies, he is nothing but useless trash. In other words, if the mother agrees to this request, she will become a worthless piece of trash on the spot!

'Not participating in military ceremony makes you a burden, trash, and useless... One year later, commit suicide!'

Wheat's logic makes perfect sense at this moment.

If her mother agreed, then she would have no choice but to wait until a year later to commit suicide...

At this moment, the fear of being abandoned completely enveloped Xiaomai!

"no no……"

Xiaomai trembled all over, tears welling in her eyes. She gripped her mother's arm tightly, and could only whisper words of comfort:

"Don't... abandon me..."

The middle-aged woman hesitated briefly.

She glanced at her daughter, whose hair had turned white with fright, and finally managed to break free from her arm, slowly walking towards the ATM.

Wheat's blood instantly turned cold.

After a while.

The middle-aged woman, her face radiating suppressed elation, stealthily approached Poxon and said urgently:

"Is what you're saying true? If I sell her to you, all this money will be mine?"

"...It's not about selling it to me, it's about giving me a year of her future..."

"no!"

The middle-aged woman clutched her bank card tightly, completely ignoring Xiaomai's increasingly desperate gaze (as indicated by the blind man's eyes), and uttered a shocking statement without hesitation:

"A year is too short!"

"She's yours! She's yours for as long as she lives! Everything about her is yours!"

Her gaze reached its most resolute moment in life when she was selling her daughter…

Chapter 472 A Cook Has a Cook's Talent × Ripple Sage

Dia fell silent.

A white-haired girl was kneeling before him, sweating profusely with nervousness, her eyes tightly closed, and she remained silent.

From time to time, passersby would cast their gazes here, looking quite hesitant.

"Um……"

He pretended to ponder for a moment, then turned to look at Poxon, who was whistling awkwardly and asked:

"Why did you bring her here?"