Creating gods in the Hunter x Hunter world

Kangaroo Head turned around and saw Wenji. At that moment, Wenji was holding a scalpel in each hand, and there were even drops of blood dripping from the tips of the scalpels.

"What?" Kangaroo Head was taken aback at first, then suddenly realized something and looked at his fist.

As he threw his right punch, the skin and flesh below his elbow were completely sliced ​​off.

Modi's scalpel.

Modi is the skinny guy who follows Liulin.

In fact, at the research institute, he was an expert in anatomy. With his scalpel, he could instantly separate the flesh and bones of various organisms, and he could even cut along the muscle tissue.

However, when he encountered Fu Long, he was unable to unleash his full potential.

Fu Long's immortality is quite abnormal; Modi simply cannot cut through Fu Long.

However, after Wenji collected the opponent's thoughts, she used a scalpel that could easily cut open the kangaroo's head.

The difference here is enormous.

More importantly, although Wenji borrowed the other party's Nen ability, because Wenji's Nen level and strength were originally higher than Modi's, she naturally displayed a stronger combat power than Modi.

"Damn it," the kangaroo-headed man said angrily.

"What do you have to be angry about? I should be the one who's angry, because you made me lose two really great sheets of paper."

After saying that, Wenji brandished her scalpel and attacked again.

This time, the kangaroo-headed ant was completely at a disadvantage, because its legs had also been cut off. If it weren't for its severed tail supporting it, it probably would have collapsed long ago.

Wenji increased her speed and rushed forward, her scalpel flashing like blades.

Wenji's scalpel was sharp, precise, and fast; in no time, the kangaroo's head had become a skeleton.

The Enhancement type is very balanced, but that also means that as long as you don't get hit by the opponent's punch containing psychic power, there's a lot of room for maneuver.

As for the Enhancement type's close-range Change and Emission types, they are relatively weaker compared to Enhancement.

Kangaroo Head hadn't been exposed to telekinesis for long, so he hadn't received systematic training and thus could only meet his end at Wenji's scalpel.

The scalpel disappeared. Wenji shook her head. Two more sheets of drawing paper were gone. What a waste.

"Sigh, never mind, I wonder how the others are doing." With that, Wenji walked towards the cave she had left.

Chapter 232 Collecting Ant Eggs

When the time was up, Fu Long withdrew his mental energy, the little white dragon disappeared, and then Fu Long walked towards the exit.

After walking along a passage for about ten minutes, the sounds of battle came from ahead. When Fu Long went over, he found that Little Fatty Bieber and the Drunkard were fighting an ant.

The ant had clearly evolved; it could not only fly, but its hairs could also shoot out like needles, and for a time, the group of people were still struggling to catch it.

Fu Long didn't offer any help directly; instead, he stood at a distance and watched.

At this moment, the chubby boy Bieber split into four clones, each standing at a corner, occasionally curling his entire body into a ball and crashing into the ant.

The drunkard used his wine blade to block the air, preventing the ant from flying too high.

As for the bear, it can only charge at the opponent when the opponent lands, trying to kill the opponent with one punch.

This scene felt a lot like a bear and bees fighting over honey. Fu Long laughed as he watched the three of them fight.

It must be said that the three of them worked together quite well, and the ant fought for a long time but didn't get any advantage.

"Hmm, there's someone else." Fu Long turned his head to look at the other side. There should be someone standing behind the stone wall over there, but they didn't make a move.

Fu Long slowly approached, and once he was close enough, he suddenly appeared in front of the other person.

"Teacher, it really is you! You were just watching the show from the sidelines." Wenji smiled happily.

Fu Long was speechless. How dare you criticize me? You're the same, just watching the show from the sidelines.

However, the presence of an ant here should mean that someone who entered the cave with them was killed.

There were originally nine people who came in, but now there are only eight left.

The three fighting ahead, and the two watching here, means there are three more people whose whereabouts are unknown.

"Sigh, if you're not strong enough, you shouldn't just accept missions. Otherwise, you'll just get yourself killed." Fu Long shrugged and looked at the battle in the distance.

Finally, after three or four attacks, the ant revealed an opening and was caught by the bear, who punched it twice, knocking off both of its claws and injuring its wings, making it impossible for the ant to fly again.

"Five Ghosts Charge!" Fatty Bieber finally seized the opportunity, transforming into five figures and smashing them down on the ants with all his might.

Boom! A deep pit appeared where the ant had been. The ant, unwilling to accept its fate, breathed its last and died.

Fu Long and Wen Ji exchanged a glance before stepping out.

"You two are really something, enjoying watching the show, huh?" The drunkard took a sip of his drink to replenish his energy and said resentfully.

"Since the three of you have already joined in, there's no point in us getting involved."

Looking at the ants that were almost flattened in the deep pit, Fu Long nodded. This Bielai's fighting power was really good.

"Miss Wenji, do you see? How strong am I?"

"Aside from being a bit overweight, there's nothing wrong with him," Wenji said calmly. To be honest, if she had made a move, the ant would have been dead long ago.

Behemoth was embarrassed; he was looking forward to showing off his strength, but the other party didn't take notice.

Fu Long looked around. This was where several cave entrances converged, and he could still hear some sounds of fighting, indicating that the other three people had not yet defeated their opponents.

"Let's just wait here. After all, one of us has already died," Fu Long sighed.

The group found places to sit down, with Bierlai sitting slightly closer to Wenji, trying to get closer to her.

Meanwhile, the drunkard, Xiong, and Fu Long sat on the other side.

The drunkard, sipping his drink, said, "This mission will probably be a test for us as well, and not just for our side."

"You noticed? That's right, this is part of the selection process. But then again, those who are capable will always pass, while those who aren't, even if they manage to keep up, will still die."

The drunkard nodded, glanced at Xiong, and realized he was genuinely worried about the kid, who would rush headlong into trouble.

Xiong scratched his head and finally sighed. He was determined to stick to his beliefs and would never back down.

"By the way, what's your goal in going to the Dark Continent?" The drunkard looked at Fu Long, unable to understand the young man in front of him.

To say he has no goals is an overstatement. From the moment I first met him, this kid has improved at an astonishing pace. Before, I might have been able to put up a fight against Fu Long.

But now, the drunkard estimates that even with Xiong's help, he is no match for Fu Long and would be easily crushed by him.

But if you're talking about having goals, he seems indifferent to everything, and I don't know what he's thinking.

Fu Long scratched his head, thought for a moment, and said, "There's nothing special about it. If I had to say what the goal is, there is actually one, but I don't know if it can be achieved on the Dark Continent."

The scenes in the Black Book gave Fu Long a feeling that if one day these scenes were completely connected, could a world be created?

Furthermore, the items in the slot machines could potentially come true, which is something Fu Long desires.

More importantly, Fu Long had a feeling that when he completed this task, he might fulfill the most important dream in his heart.

This dream isn't grand, nor is it like some people's ambition to become the ruler of the world. However, the conditions for achieving it are somewhat vague. Hopefully, the answer can be found in the Dark Continent.

Fu Long simply didn't intend to say it, since no one would believe him anyway.

The drunkard sensed that Fu Long's demeanor had changed, but couldn't quite put his finger on it. In the end, he took a sip of his drink and didn't ask any further. Everyone has their own secrets, and it's better to know less.

Everyone quieted down and waited for two hours before the remaining three people came out.

After gathering the eight people, Fu Long explained the situation. He estimated that the eighth member, apart from the leader Bielai, had already died at the hands of the ants, and the others were also filled with regret.

But that's the rule of the Hunter world; even Nen users aren't immortal, it's normal.

Once everyone was present, the group went back into the cave.

Before long, they arrived inside a huge cave.

At the top of the cave, there were about thirty ant eggs, some of which looked fully formed, while others were still growing.

"As long as we take these things out, it should be fine, right?" Fu Long looked at Bieber.

Behrs nodded: "Yes, the airship is already waiting on the mountaintop. We just need to take these things and we can leave by airship, and the mission will be complete."

"Let's do it, you drunkard, cut all of these off."

The drunkard tilted his head back and gulped down the wine. Then, with a slurp, the wine blades swirled and struck the ant eggs where they met the mountaintop, slicing them off one by one.

Bielai transformed into five bodies and rushed over to catch the ant eggs, but at that moment, Fu Long waved his hand.

He could collect the ant eggs inside his sleeve without using his spatial ability. Why would he need to carry the eggs himself? What a joke!

Chapter 233 The Twelve Branches Appear

The airship, but its destination was not the Hunter Association, but another place.

This was a camp, which looked like the territory of a mercenary group. After the spaceship landed, Fu Long actually saw a familiar face.

Shen Qishi was waiting for them there, and behind him stood a dozen or so people.

"Experts," Fu Long said, raising an eyebrow. These dozen or so people were all experts; it seemed they were part of Yang De's special forces.

Gentleman laughed as he watched the people disembark from the airship.

“From the very beginning, I sensed that you were good, and sure enough, you passed all the tests.”

Taking a few steps forward, Shen Qishi looked at Fu Long, because he knew that Fu Long was the leader among these people.

"Alright, take us to the Hunter Association. You can handle these ant eggs."

Fu Long flicked his sleeve, releasing all the ant eggs.

Someone came forward and took the ant eggs from behind Shen Qishi, saying they would be useful later.

"Gentlemen, it would be best if you rested in the camp for a while, after all..."

“I’m not discussing this with you.” Fu Long looked at Shen Qishi, his voice cold.

Those who stay behind will likely enter the Gold Empire and then act alongside those princes.

However, Fu Long did not want that. Just as he had told Wen Ji before, it was better to act freely.

"Fu Long, I think you should understand, becoming a member of the association..."

"Shut up." Fu Long interrupted Shen Qishi. He didn't want Wenji to know his identity as a professional hunter, as it would affect Wenji's hunter assessment.