Creating gods in the Hunter x Hunter world

That's right. Feng Xin sighed inwardly. Mrs. Meicher was indeed an appraiser, and her control over mental power was quite precise.

The karma of killing must be repaid; to put it bluntly, it's about revenge. The person who killed your brother must be destroyed; only then can you repay the karmic debt.

If everyone had been captured inside the Rubik's Cube by him, then the cause and effect would be resolved. However, Mrs. Meicher just happened to appear.

Feng reached out and picked up a stone, then threw it forcefully at Mrs. Meicher.

However, Mrs. Meicher simply dodged the stone and showed no hostility towards Feng, so she was not absorbed into it.

Feng TouTang, such an uncontrollable person, caused his actions to fail.

For now, he can't leave this place.

"Damn it, how could this be?"

Mrs. Meicher chuckled and said, "Actually, you are very capable, and the conditions you set are quite interesting. Unfortunately, my personality happens to counteract your abilities. I'm really sorry."

As she spoke, Mrs. Meicher bowed slightly to Feng, which made Feng even more uncomfortable. He had planned everything, but he hadn't expected to find someone with such a personality here.

The sealing experiment lasted for several hours, but Mrs. Meicher managed to hold him back.

At that distance of over thirty meters, they couldn't get close enough to fight, and Mrs. Meicher didn't seem to be able to get angry at all.

In his attempt to distance himself, Feng discovered that the distance between himself and Mrs. Meicher had never changed.

Psychic power, the aloofness of the nobility.

A special application of Mrs. Meicher's telekinesis.

In general, nobles always need to maintain a special kind of pride, especially female nobles. Maintaining a sense of distance is very important; they must be dignified but not make others feel distant. Therefore, how to control the distance when standing has become an essential subject for nobles.

Mrs. Meicher was a master of this; her telekinesis allowed her to automatically adjust the distance between herself and others, and this distance was often the optimal distance for interacting with people.

The optimal distance is now between 30 and 40 meters, no more and no less.

Using the Rubik's Cube's attack range, Feng was just out of reach of Mrs. Meicher, and he couldn't shake her off.

Therefore, when Fu Long appeared, he found himself still in Fens Canyon, and now he had landed on a tree, looking at the situation in front of him.

Feng was eating roasted meat, while Mrs. Meicher had no supplies. Without food and water, even a Nen user would eventually die.

Therefore, the only way to delay is to use this method to wear down Mrs. Maycher.

“Seven days. It’s a bit risky, but I believe you definitely won’t last that long. So, in the end, I’ll be the winner,” Feng said, looking at Mrs. Meicher in the distance.

Mrs. Meicher, however, maintained a very dignified standing posture. There was nowhere around for her to sit down; this was the so-called aristocratic etiquette.

Feng sneered. This way of holding it up is good, because this way of holding it up will consume more physical strength and energy. He originally thought it would take seven days, but now it seems that three or four days should be enough.

Once I'm out of Fins Canyon, I'll be free.

"The barbecue is quite good."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Uh……

His hand trembled. In this canyon, he actually heard a third voice, and it was a very familiar one.

Turning around sharply, Feng finally saw the man behind him, Fu Long.

Fu Long smiled slightly and said, "Shouldn't you be happy to see me? Look at you, you look like you're constipated."

"How is this possible? You were clearly sealed inside the Rubik's Cube, how did you end up here?"

“You escaped.” Feng waved to Mrs. Meichel over there, but Mrs. Meichel only bowed slightly in acknowledgment and did not come over.

This noblewoman was indeed very cautious, fearing that Fu Long was an illusion created by Feng, and that if she got too close, she might fall into his trap.

Fu Long didn't care and turned to Feng instead.

"If you can break free from the seal using your own abilities, then it shouldn't be able to restrain me anymore, right? In other words, even if I kill you now, your Rubik's Cube won't be able to absorb me back in, right?"

Sweat beaded on Feng's forehead. He had witnessed Fu Long's prowess before, and his fighting ability was unmatched.

"Run!" Feng suddenly stood up and was about to leave.

However, as soon as they made their move, Fu Long blocked Feng's retreat route. In terms of speed, Feng was still far behind him.

"Kid, release everyone, or you'll experience what true suffering is. Tightening band."

Bang! The punch landed squarely on Feng. After taking a few steps back, Feng was surprised to find a tight band on his head. Fu Long, on the other hand, was already wearing a brocade kasaya, looking every bit the virtuous monk.

Chapter 116 New Goals

"What is this?" Feng pulled hard on the headband, but it was like it was growing on his head, and he couldn't get it off no matter what he did.

Fu Long sighed and clasped his hands together: "Well, this is a very troublesome Nen ability."

Moo moo...

The tight headband made Feng feel pain from head to toe, and the pain seemed to penetrate to the very bone.

As a Nen user, one would expect him to have a strong ability to endure pain. However, Feng now feels that all his ability to endure pain is fake, and only the pain itself is real.

Mrs. Meicher was already standing behind Fu Long. Looking at Feng writhing on the ground in pain not far away, she raised her eyebrows slightly.

I guess he was thinking that if he fell for this trick, he might do something just as unladylike. How scary.

Regardless, Fu Long's abilities are truly terrifying.

Fu Long showed no sign of stopping. After chanting for five minutes, Feng was in so much pain that tears and snot streamed down his face, and his eyes were bloodshot. The moment the headache subsided, he collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

I really don't want to experience this kind of pain again.

"Release them." Fu Long looked at Feng.

Feng gritted his teeth and stared intently at Fu Long. Just as Fu Long was about to recite the Tightening Spell again, Feng waved his hand, the Rubik's Cube disintegrated, and several figures appeared around him.

The people who came out were all in different states.

Like that bear, whose eyes were bloodshot and was about to reach his limit, while Green Ivy was crying.

The drunkard was already quite tipsy, and as soon as he came out, he collapsed on the ground, trying to numb himself in this way.

Figo and Billy are doing better; so far, there are no signs of a collapse.

Gunshots rang out, and the two men, panting heavily, were clearly on the verge of collapse.

After everyone's eyes adjusted to the light, they noticed Fu Long and Mrs. Meicher.

"How did you get released? Fu Long, did you do this?" the drunkard asked, shaking his dazed head.

Fu Long remained silent, but Mrs. Meicher said, "Yes, it was Mr. Fu Long who used his ability to get Feng to release you."

"You are indeed very strong," Xiong exclaimed, expressing his heartfelt admiration.

Figo and Billy felt differently. Although they had their cards stolen by Fu Long on Greed Island, they couldn't bring themselves to hate him now.

"Bring out the treasures as well."

"Without me, you wouldn't have been able to transport these treasures away," Feng said with a smile. This was his reliance; without him, Fu Long and the others would have been forced to drag those boxes away.

Just kidding, such a big target is bound to be discovered.

Therefore, Fu Long and his group dared not kill him, at least that's what Feng thought.

"Take out the treasure." Fu Long glared at Feng, not letting him say anything more.

Feng then waved his hand, and wooden crates appeared beside him. There were so many that the drunkard and his companions raised their eyebrows. It seemed that they really had no way to attack Feng.

However, Fu Long stood up, waved his sleeve, and all the treasures disappeared. In the "Sleeve Universe," all these treasures only occupied a tiny little space.

The drunkard was dumbfounded, Feng was dumbfounded, everyone was dumbfounded.

"Alright, now that we have the treasure and the person is out, as for the seal, you can handle it as you see fit."

Fu Long turned around and walked towards the wild game that Feng had just roasted. He was hungry and wanted to eat something.

"No, you can't do this, you... ah!"

The bear struck first; having been imprisoned in the dark for so long, it couldn't let you live.

Feng was dealt with quickly. There was no other way; under the current circumstances, they couldn't hold back. Otherwise, once they left the Companion Valley, Feng would notify the others, putting the group in an even more passive position.

"Hey, Fu Long, you actually have a space where you can store things? That's pretty awesome. Can you teach me?" Xiong couldn't keep his thoughts to himself and said whatever came to mind.

Fu Long rolled his eyes at him. You really can't learn this. You're an enhancement type, why would you learn a materialization type ability?

"Alright, Bear, you should focus on building your muscles. Eat your food and rest a bit; we still have to keep going tomorrow." The drunkard patted Bear on the shoulder and shooed him aside.

As night fell, the ferocious beasts in the valley calmed down and ate their roasted meat. Fu Long then recounted what he had just witnessed.

When they heard that Mrs. Maycher had restricted the movement of the enemy, the group expressed their gratitude to her. It must be said that although Mrs. Maycher's fighting ability could not be called the strongest, she could really play a role at critical moments.

The staff left on night duty, while the rest went to rest, and the night passed peacefully.

At daybreak, the group ate something casually before leaving the valley and continuing their journey to the next town.

They made no attempt to conceal their actions, continuing to insist that they were not part of the transport team.

And this time, they were even more confident because Feng was nowhere to be seen.

Everyone knew that the treasure must be in the hands of someone with spatial abilities.

And this person must be Feng, because they know a little about the others, and just by looking at their appearance, they know that these people cannot have spatial abilities.

Therefore, since these people had no treasures on them and the seal had disappeared, it can only be said that this was a trap.

All the fish believed that the bait was not to be bitten, and it was precisely because of this that the group of people not only escaped attacks along the way, but were also sometimes invited to have a few drinks when they arrived in a city.

They even asked about the price of being bait. When they heard that one person could get more than 10 billion jin of ni, they all thought that next time, they should also do this job, it's too lucrative.

A dozen days later, in the room of Youkexin, in front of the vault of the underground auction.

The Yin Beasts had arrived long ago, but the other team hadn't, clearly indicating they had been attacked.

Bingo arrived by airship, so he had been here for several days. He was pacing back and forth anxiously.

Upon seeing the drunkard appear, Bingo went straight to greet him.

"How about it?"

"Don't worry, nothing is missing."

"But I heard that something happened to Feng."