Creating gods in the Hunter x Hunter world

Creating gods in the Hunter x Hunter world

Author: Golden Wing Uncle

Summary:

At the start, Hisoka, the fruit farmer, has his eye on me; my life is in danger.

But seriously, what's the point of this slot machine? I'm a model citizen, I don't know how to play this... but it's so tempting!

So what if it's materialized? As long as I play it skillfully, I can crush all kinds of opponents and send them back to their hometowns.

I'm neurotic, I obsess over details, I'm a materialist, who am I afraid of?

Riding the white dragon horse, with Monkey King by our side, let's bravely venture to the ends of the earth? What, no ends of the earth? Then let's take a trip around the Dark Continent.

Chapter 1: Sky Arena at the Start

Republic of Batochia.

Sky Arena.

Two hundred floors.

A battle was taking place on the arena, with two figures leaping and tumbling with incredible speed and power.

The two combatants were completely absorbed in the battle.

Suddenly, one of them kicked a stone, sending it flying towards the audience.

Everyone else panicked and scattered in all directions, but Fu Long sat there blankly.

Boom! The rock finally hit the back of Fu Long's seat, but it didn't hurt him.

"Wow, this guy is awesome. He didn't even flinch. He's so calm."

Listening to the sounds around him, Fu Long thought to himself: "Damn it, I was careless and didn't dodge!"

Fu Long cursed inwardly, but was also excited. He had finally found the right time to transmigrate into this world.

Fu Long arrived here half a month ago and was stunned to find that this was the world of his favorite anime, Hunter x Hunter.

He was an illegitimate son whose father was in a car accident and who was kicked out by the first wife.

The reason he appeared at the Sky Arena was that he wanted to use his last bit of Jenny to fight for his future.

For the past two weeks, Fu Long has been living like an ordinary person, able to make ends meet, but finding it too difficult to earn money.

Moreover, Fu Long has been looking for a specific time point, since he still wants to keep up with the main storyline of Hunter x Hunter.

And today, the timing has been set.

It is now April 1997 in Hunter x Hunter. Hisoka and Huashi Toro are having their first battle. Hisoka wins with an absolute advantage. Huashi Toro decides to train hard, but finally dies two years later.

"Ding, main characters of the Hunter x Hunter have appeared. System activated."

"Holy crap!" Fu Long almost jumped up. "Half a month has passed! Isn't it supposed to be that every transmigration comes with a system? Why are you only arriving now?"

The battle on stage was not over, and a slot machine suddenly appeared in front of Fu Long.

Fu Long: ……

What the heck is a slot machine? Wait, there are three coin-like things down there too.

"System, can you explain this?"

……

Okay, this is a system that only provides one prompt.

The problem is, as a model youth of the 21st century, Fu Long has never played a slot machine before. He heard that you just insert a coin and press a button, but he doesn't know if that's true.

Want to try it?

There's no other way. We finally got the system, we can't just lose it like this.

Gritting his teeth, Fu Long mentally inserted coins into the slot machine, then slammed the button, causing the slot machine to swipe downwards violently.

It took more than a minute for the three areas of the slot machine to slowly stop.

The first box says "physical body," which sounds a bit inappropriate, doesn't it?

The second cell reads "Double".

This is a good idea. Doubling my physical strength would be a perfect way to improve my weak body.

It stopped at the last level, at a multiple of fifty.

It smells so good! Fu Long felt his body being transformed; his previously flabby body began to become firmer.

He could only be described as an ordinary person before. Although he wouldn't dare say he was a complete weakling, he was still limited in strength. In terms of punching power, he could only muster a force of 200 jin at most.

But if it's increased fiftyfold, that's 10,000 jin, 5,000 kilograms, nearly five tons of force.

Fu Long patted his chest. Not bad, he finally had the means to survive in this world, though he wasn't exactly strong.

Think about Killua's house gate. The first layer weighs two tons, the second layer four tons, and the third layer eight tons. With his own strength, he could only push open the second layer.

The coins below the slot machine have become twos. I understand now, I have two more chances.

Insert a coin and tap it again; this time, the ability that appears is talent.

The second level is advancement, and the third level is super genius level.

It's amazing! Such genius-level talent, like Killua or Gon, or maybe even stronger than them.

I'm so lucky today, let's take another picture.

He didn't keep the last coin, and this time, when the slot machine stopped, Fu Long was dumbfounded.

Journey to the West, integration, 100%, what does this mean?

Before Fu Long could figure it out, the slot machine flashed a bright light, then turned completely gray, the buttons were locked, and the coins below were zero.

Fu Long was momentarily disoriented, then felt as if he were back in the Sky Arena.

"Hisoka has won, but Hua Shidou has also scored three points."

Hua Shidoulang should have already been carried off the stage, leaving only Hisoka with clown makeup on the ring.

Fu Long exclaimed "Yay!" because he had only one million ni left, and he had bet it all on Xisuo to win. This time, he could earn at least another two hundred thousand, which was the price of a Beetle phone.

However, Fu Long no longer cared about the money. With his current strength, he should have no problem fighting below the 200th floor in the Sky Arena.

After all, Xiao Jie and his friends could run rampant here and fight their way up to the 200th floor, so what chance do I have?

Sign up!

As soon as he stood up, Fu Long felt a chill run down his spine. Looking down, he saw Hisoka on the ring and turned to look at him.

Those venomous eyes made Fu Long's hair stand on end. He was doomed. Why did he feel like this pervert was watching him? He was going to die!

From a distance, you could see Hisoka licking his lips.

Fu Long understood that the fruit farmer was mistaking him for a small apple.

Fu Long only felt that he could move again when Hisoka looked away.

Fu Long calmed himself down. Although Hisoka had his eye on him, he should be fine in the early stages. Hisoka wouldn't eat a ripe apple; he still had time.

With that in mind, Fu Long left first and went to the first floor of the Sky Arena to register, wanting to get the money first.

Registration for Sky Arena is easy, but you have to wait in line.

Fu Long also took the opportunity to make a decision: either he learns to recite and become a strong person, or he finishes the Sky Arena, takes the money, and becomes an ordinary person.

Soon, the registration was successful, and Fu Long went to the rest area to wait.

In just a short while, he was called to the number ten arena.

On the number ten arena, Fu Long looked at the man with half his face tattooed in front of him and secretly hoped that the physical modification power he had drawn was real, otherwise he would die on the arena.

"What good luck! You ran into someone so weak right away. Kid, remember this: my name is Zibilos. From now on, I will be your nightmare, hahaha..."

Fu Long patted his forehead. Although he knew that the characters in comics were rather immature, seeing them in person was still unbearable to look at.

"Begin." The referee finally gave the order.

Fu Long gritted his teeth and pushed hard.

Boom! Zibilos flew out of the ring and crashed into the wall, cracking it. It was as if he had been hit by a painting.

"It's unbelievable that Fu Long won! With just a push, he sent the towering Zibilos off the field, his fate unknown. That's amazing! Let's cheer for Fu Long!" The commentator was very enthusiastic.

The main problem was that the match ended right at the start; he hadn't even said a word before it was over.

"Referee, can we announce the result now?" Fu Long asked, looking at the somewhat dazed referee.

"Contestant Fu Long has won. In the next round, go straight to the 50th floor." The referee handed Fu Long a slip of paper, which could be exchanged for a jewel, and was also a pass to the 50th floor.

Fu Long took the voucher and, feeling thirsty, ordered a glass of juice from Jenny for 152 yuan.

As Fu Long went out to receive his award and turned into the corridor, he saw Hisoka walking towards him.

Fu Long gasped, telling himself to stay calm, and pretended to walk past Hisoka casually.

The two brushed past each other, and after turning a corner, Fu Long looked back and, not seeing Hisoka, finally breathed a sigh of relief: "That scared me to death! I thought they were going to perform a ritual just now."

At the corner of the wall, Hisoka leaned against it: "The guy who's worth noting is still too green."

As Fu Long received the award, he felt a chill run down his spine. He turned around, but there was no one there. "Sigh," he thought, "there are always treacherous subjects trying to harm me."

Chapter 2 First Encounter with a Newcomer with Nen Ability

Sipping his juice, Fu Long, waiting on the 50th floor, began to ponder how to learn to recite.

Nen, a power in Hunter x Hunter, is said to be something you might as well go home and farm if you can't learn it.

There are two ways to learn to recite. One is to feel the presence of the recitation through long-term practice, and it will develop naturally. This is the most reliable way, but it is also the most difficult.

Who knows how much training one needs to go to find that feeling?

However, once Fu Long had grasped the concept, he felt he had a significant advantage, since he had all the settings in his mind, such as the four major banks and various integrated applications.

But time, if you really train someone for ten years, the grass on the chimeric ant king's grave will be two meters high.