Just a Coincidence

The third exam lasted seventy-two hours. Allen and Hisoka sat quietly at the entrance to Trap Tower for all seventy-two hours, neither exchanging a word nor erupting into another fierce battle.

This strange situation continued until the drawing for the fourth exam had ended. Only then did Hisoka finally break the silence first, asking with great interest, "Did you already know what this Hunter Exam would involve?"

"How could you come up with such an absurd idea? You must know that the Hunter Exam is kept strictly confidential every year, and the content varies endlessly depending on the examiners' personalities. Do you think I have the ability to see the future?" Allen lied without changing expression or missing a beat, while quietly raising his guard against the "pervert" before him.

There was no other reason. This Guy's sixth sense was simply too sharp. With so little information, he had actually deduced that Allen had known the contents of this Hunter Exam all along.

"Oh? Is that not the case? I thought the fourth exam was a venue you had specially arranged for our duel." Hisoka narrowed his eyes as he tested him.

After three whole days of observation and thought, he increasingly felt that Allen's Nen was unusual. Moreover, Allen would occasionally display a powerful confidence without realizing it, as though he had already foreseen the outcome.

"No. That's just your misconception and a coincidence," Allen denied without hesitation.

Admit that I know what will happen in the future?

As long as his brain had not been caught in a door, he would never do anything so stupid.

Because Future Sight was an extremely dangerous ability in any time, any place, or any world—one that easily attracted the attention of others.

Look at Neon, who possessed Angel's Auto-Note. What happened to her?

First, her father used her as a tool to climb higher, even depriving her of the most basic personal freedom. Then Chrollo, the Leader of the Phantom Troupe, stole her ability. In the end, members of the Troupe even believed she had died during the Dark Continent arc.

What was more, Allen did not possess Future Sight at all. He merely knew part of the plot that had been shown in the anime.

Once he, this butterfly, began flapping his wings, who knew whether future events might suddenly change, or even take a complete one-hundred-and-eighty-degree turn.

Besides, given Togashi's habit of leaving mysteries unresolved, along with that world's number-one—slowest—update speed, who knew how many unknown dangers still lay hidden.

"Heh, all right. Then I'll treat it as a coincidence for now."

For some reason, Hisoka did not press the matter any further.

After saying that, he waved his hand, turned, and left to find his "old flame," Illumi, who was disguised as Gittarackur.

Only after he had gone completely out of sight did Killua dare step out from the cover of the shadows. He asked curiously, "What were you two talking about just now?"

"Nothing. It was all unrelated to the exam. Did you come looking for me for something?"

Allen looked Killua up and down, this child who was said to possess the greatest talent in the entire Zoldyck Family.

Whether he was overly sensitive to Nen abilities, frightened, or for some other reason, this little guy had been subconsciously avoiding him ever since the exam began. This was the first time the two had spoken face-to-face.

"It's nothing too important. Can you tell me what your target number plate is?" Killua shrugged, pretending to be relaxed.

But anyone who carefully observed the muscles hidden beneath his clothes would easily notice that he was actually extremely tense, his entire body in a state of high alert.

"Don't worry. My target isn't you, Gon, Kurapika, or Leorio." Allen directly gave him the answer he most wanted to hear.

"Really?" There was a trace of doubt in Killua's tone.

Seeing his childish expression, Allen could not help smiling as he asked, "Of course it is. Do you think I have any reason to lie to you?"

"All right. You really have no reason to lie to me."

Killua visibly relaxed and turned his gaze toward Gon, who sat silently in a corner some distance away, his expression grave.

There was no need to ask. He was worried about the friend he had only just managed to make.

Since the fourth exam required them to hunt down their targets' number plates on a deserted island while protecting their own, most of the examinees aboard the ship had silently hidden the number plates they had originally worn on their chests. Only a very few people with absolute confidence in their strength continued to act as they pleased.

Allen was one of them.

Moreover, he had long since locked onto his target: Pokkle, who also used a bow and arrows as his primary weapon and dressed like a hunter.

Once the ship reached its destination, Allen, as the fastest person to pass the third exam, earned the right to be the first to land on the island.

But unlike what most examinees expected—him immediately entering the forest to hide—he took Lupos and sat down in the most conspicuous spot.

"Damn it! What is he trying to do?"

"Who knows!"

"Is he planning to snatch his target's number plate right here?"

"My God! He's insane! Isn't he afraid of being ganged up on?"

For a while, quite a few people began whispering among themselves. Some even broke out in nervous sweat, afraid that they might be the unlucky one.

Very soon, two minutes later, Hisoka also landed on the island. As he passed Allen, he murmured, "I'll go on ahead and wait for you inside. Hurry up. Don't keep me waiting too long."

"Got it! I'll come find you once I get my target's number plate," Allen replied without even turning his head.

Then came the third, the fourth, the fifth...

As more and more examinees safely entered the forest without being attacked or stopped by the man and wolf, the remaining people all breathed a sigh of relief.

This meant that Allen did not intend to casually seize three number plates to make up six points. He only had his eyes on his designated target.

In other words, there would be only one victim. The innocent would not be dragged into it.

As for who that unlucky person was, they did not care in the slightest. As long as it was not them, everything was fine.

When it was Pokkle's turn, he immediately stood up with an uneasy heart. The instant one foot touched the ground, he felt an intense and terrifying aura envelop him from head to toe.

"Give me your number plate!"

Allen did not waste words. He directly unleashed powerful malicious Nen.

Thud!

Poor Pokkle did not even have a chance to react. His knees gave out, and he dropped to the ground on the spot.

Fear!

Despair!

Suffocation!

His mind went blank, and his body trembled violently beyond his control. It was as though an animal in nature had encountered its natural predator. He could not summon even the slightest will or courage to resist.

In the end, he took the number plate from his clothes with trembling hands and handed it over.

"Thanks!"

Allen unceremoniously accepted it and stuffed it into his waist pouch. Without another word, he turned and vanished into the depths of the forest.

Having gathered six points' worth of number plates, he had only one thing left to do: find Hisoka and have a proper fight with him without holding back.

As for whether Pokkle could pass this exam and become a Hunter as he had in the original plot, that was none of Allen's business.

Perhaps for Pokkle, being eliminated here was not necessarily a bad thing.

At least he could avoid having the top of his skull ripped open by the "Cat Girl" Neferpitou during the Ant Arc, turning from Pokkle into Brainkle...

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