Creating gods in the Hunter x Hunter world

"Keep an eye on them, but don't interfere in their fights with others."

"Understood." The two men quickly left.

Fu Long and Billy went to their room, but Billy frowned.

"Don't overthink it, this is normal. If Uncle Niu didn't send someone to follow us, I would be the one to doubt whether he would still be Uncle Niu." Fu Long smiled, not taking it seriously at all.

Back in the bedroom, after waiting for a while, the search was basically over.

This search also caused a lot of damage.

At the Hunter Association, several hunters who were on board to handle other matters were taken down.

Of course, the assassins didn't gain much either; some of them were discovered.

Gradually, the ordinary people on the third, fourth, and fifth floors calmed down again, and all the searches returned to the shadows.

Fu Long and Billian finally left their room.

Where are we going?

"We should find something in the fifth-floor cafeteria."

Fu Long felt that no one was following him, which was strange. Given that the pace of action from all sides had accelerated recently, why was no one bothering him?

And it seems that the Ai family hasn't come to our side yet.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. They're not just facing the Xia family and the Shuu family, but also the Phantom Troupe. These people alone are enough to give them a hard time.

The five-story cafeteria has very average food. In fact, Fu Long has many other options and there is no need for him to come here.

But as Fu Long said, this place is a transit point for hunting.

Whether it's VH or assassins, they will all find their targets here.

Fu Long casually bought two meals, glanced around, and then walked over to Franklin, who was sitting at a table by himself.

"You shouldn't have come here." Franklin looked at Fu Long and Billy in front of him, and had an urge to shoot them directly.

Good grief, are you two here to show off your love?

"The other tables are all too full, so your table is a bit more empty."

Fu Longchong smiled at Franklin.

Franklin, however, turned his gaze to the people at the other tables.

The way these people were looking at us was strange.

"You're being watched."

"Ah, I could have predicted that," Fu Long said as he served Billy some delicious food.

Franklin smiled and said, "So that's why you're sitting at this table. You're certainly eye-catching, but haven't you ever thought about how you can manage with so many people?"

"We'll be able to manage." Fu Long shrugged. This time, were they just luring out small fry? It didn't seem like there were any strong people.

Unbeknownst to him, at that moment, some distance away, Fox Fairy was leading her team, slowly retreating from the main dining hall.

"Sister Fox, why are we running away? There are clearly a few targets that look pretty good."

"Having a target is enough. Let's go. Damn it, how did that guy end up here?" Fox Fairy was speechless.

Having suffered a loss at Fu Long's hands last time, she dared not approach him again.

She didn't want to provoke Fu Long until the very end, feeling it was too dangerous.

"By the way, Sister Fox, those people sitting in front of Franklin just now, didn't they look like the couple we saw last time? Why don't we target them?"

The vixen suddenly turned around to look at the person who had spoken, and the person took two steps back, also startled.

"Stop with your tricks. Those two are very strong; we can't afford to mess with them."

"Yes, but..."

"If you want to mess with them, go ahead and do it yourself. Don't come looking for me when you die."

The vixen turned and left, while the man who had just asked the question revealed a sinister look on his face.

"You vixen, you stupid woman, how dare you insult me? Fine, I'll let you live for two more days."

Chapter 257 Fu Long's Thoughts

Fu Long led Billion directly into a small alley on the fifth floor instead of the third floor.

"Let's see how many people we've attracted."

Fu Long turned around, and the three people who had followed him immediately assumed a fighting stance.

"It's alright, not too strong." Fu Long said, then suddenly walked to the right of the group.

The three people also looked over instinctively.

However, in that one glance, Fu Long attacked, and the speed generated by his Wind and Fire Wheels made it impossible for the three of them to keep up.

With a swing of the nine-toothed rake, the heads of three people flew off.

"Hey, they didn't even leave any for me," Billy said, hands on his hips.

“Beautiful women are not meant for fighting and killing.” Fu Long stepped forward and searched the area before finally finding what the other person was holding.

These three people must have taken advantage of the chaos to attack a hunter, which is why they still have the hunter's head in their possession.

That's good, the conditions required by the escape ship have been met.

This puts you in a position where you can attack or defend as needed.

"Next, it's time to go back and connect with the eleventh prince."

This matter is also very important. Fu Long doesn't want to connect with just the eleventh prince; he would prefer to connect with the tenth prince as well.

Although the tenth prince is about to die, if we can connect to that passage, we might be able to find another way to leave this large ship.

Oh right, Fu Long suddenly realized that the "twice-cooked pork king" seemed to have made a mistake.

Fu Long still remembers that when he read the comics before, after the twelfth prince was killed, he put the prince's body in a sealed chamber.

Moreover, there are thirteen sealed chambers around it, and the ground is designed like an array. The thing in the very center is of unknown purpose.

Fu Long had also speculated that these fourteen sealed chambers were probably used to seal the body of the fourteenth prince.

But later, the body of the tenth prince somehow left the ship, and it's unknown how they will try to make amends.

Could it be Miurena from the Ai family? After all, even illegitimate daughters are royalty.

Regardless, Fu Long had a feeling that if he had the body of the tenth prince, he might have leverage to negotiate with the twice-cooked pork, and if something went wrong, he would have some room to maneuver.

Therefore, the tenth prince's hair is also needed.

He then led Billy back to his room. Every time Fu Long returned to his room, he would check if there was anything wrong with it.

After all, there is someone who can open up space.

Although that guy should be dead by now, Fu Long doesn't want to take any risks.

After checking that everything was in order, Billian would sit on the sofa in the living room, then take a strand of his own hair and tie it together with the eleventh prince's hair.

This time, Billian extended only one index finger from each hand and crossed them to form a cross, allowing Fu Long to place the two tied strands of hair in the center of the cross.

Mutual assistance, a channel for connection.

As Billian unleashed his telekinetic power, Fu Long sensed that the surrounding space had indeed changed.

This is also a special kind of mental power.

About a minute later, Billian let out a long breath. The passage was complete, but she also fell forward.

Fu Long immediately reached out and hugged her.

"Establishing this kind of channel is very troublesome and consumes a lot of mental energy. I need to rest for a while."

When one's mental energy is exhausted, one will not die, but will simply faint, feeling somewhat like one has collapsed.

The same goes for Billy.

"You should rest for a bit, let's go." Fu Long picked up Billy in a princess carry.

I walked towards the bedroom.

Before they even entered the bedroom, Billy was already asleep.

Fu Long gently placed her on the bed, covered her with a blanket, and sat down beside her.

The first step was successful, but now we need someone to help us.

The melody seems good, but should we remind them that their plan might not only fail but also run into problems?

Let it go. After all, this matter is hard to explain clearly. Besides, I'm still thinking about making a fuss over the tenth prince's corpse.

Soon, Fu Long, who had been thinking, actually fell asleep while sitting there.

At this moment, in a relatively luxurious room on the fourth floor, an old man lay on the ground, clutching his stomach in pain.

Beside him was a man in camouflage, holding a sharp dagger.

"Trez, you're ready." A voice came from all around.

The man in camouflage smiled coldly, lightly licking his dagger: "Who will this attract this time?"

In one corner of the room, a piece of cloth was pasted there, and in the space inside the cloth, all the members of Nightmare were gathered.

Quan Liu looked at Treze outside and said coldly, "So it was him, the treacherous fellow."

"Boss, you know him?"

"Yeah, this guy has a nickname, the Battlefield Fox. He loves using these kinds of underhanded tricks to hunt people. The thing is, his tricks are actually pretty effective."

Kwon Rok is a samurai, and his story revolves around direct combat.

I can kill you, but I won't do it from the shadows. I'll at least let you see me. Whether you can dodge it or not is another matter.

Quan Liu disliked this kind of insidious hunting.

"If their prey comes, how do we capture it?"

"It's simple, just step in directly. Trezier has an eight-man team, he won't dare to fight us."