No wonder Transmuters were said to be the best at deceiving people.
Morin endured the discomfort crawling across his skin and made an inviting gesture.
"You can deposit it yourselves."
"Yay!"
Hearing that, Biscuit cheered, immediately abandoned Morin, and turned to run outside.
"I'm going to the bank to withdraw all my cash!!"
After leaving those words behind, she vanished from sight.
"Deposit some for me too, will you?"
Pakunoda smiled and held out her hand toward Morin as well.
In her soft palm was a ten-Jenny coin.
"I picked it up on the road a couple of days ago while playing with some cats."
She chuckled softly.
Despite her cold, sexy appearance, Pakunoda still had a gentle side within her, and surprisingly, she was extremely tender with cats.
"You're not going to refuse it just because the amount is too small, are you?"
"How could I?"
Morin smiled as he took it and placed it into the bank. "Didn't I deposit ten Jenny too?"
"You happened to have a ten-Jenny coin as well. I thought you'd specially prepared money in the same amount as mine."
"Is that so?"
Pakunoda brushed back her golden hair, which she had not yet cut short, concealing some of her emotions.
"Keep your passbook safe. It won't be replaced if you lose it. In a week, it'll be worth ninety million Jenny."
After Morin handed the passbook to Pakunoda, she asked him several more questions about Specialist Nen.
After training for so long, Pakunoda had more or less figured out the ability she wanted to develop, so she came to discuss it briefly with Morin.
Before they had chatted for long, Biscuit returned in a rush carrying a black leather bag, leaving Pakunoda somewhat unsatisfied.
"This is a whole million Jenny!!"
Biscuit's eyes gleamed as she placed the money on the windowsill.
"If I deposit this for a week, then it'll be... ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, ten-thousands... how much was it again?"
She looked pleadingly at her disciple.
Morin said helplessly, "Ten Jenny becomes ninety million Jenny in a week, so one million Jenny becomes nine trillion Jenny."
Uh, would asking for stats still be useful now?
I'd been so busy these past few days that my feet barely touched the ground. I only just sorted everything out this morning.
I haven't had time to thank all of you big shots for your tips, monthly passes, flowers, and all that.
Before, I was only focused on writing, and I even forgot to set rules for bonus chapters.
It shouldn't be too late to state the rules now, right...
I originally wanted to write out the bonus chapter rules, but I just checked the stats.
Mm, the number of bookmarks is fairly low, which was within my expectations. After all, Hunter fanfiction is relatively niche here. I've written two books before, so I was mentally prepared for that.
But the flowers, evaluation votes, monthly passes, rush votes, and comments... goodness gracious!!
Brothers, you're seriously amazing!!
Luckily, I didn't write out the bonus chapter rules. Otherwise, based on the plan I originally had in mind, I would've worked myself to death.
I really breathed a lucky sigh of relief.
Since everyone is supporting me so much, then forget it, I won't state any bonus chapter rules.
Let me make this promise here: after it goes premium, I'll post however much I can write every day!!
I truly thank all the readers who love Hunter for your support. Thank you!!
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The Year 063
Nine trillion!!!
Hearing that number, Biscuit felt as though her chest were about to burst. Happiness flooded her heart, and she was nearly overwhelmed with excitement.
"Taking you as my disciple was absolutely the most correct decision I've ever made in my life, bar none!!"
Biscuit said excitedly, patting Morin on the shoulder.
She was so excited that she used too much force, making Morin wince in pain and bare his teeth.
"Mm, nine trillion Jenny in just one week. Then do you want to consider making a fixed-term deposit?" Morin reminded her mischievously as he dodged Biscuit's little hand.
"A fixed-term deposit? Right, right! Besides demand deposits, banks also have fixed-term deposits!!"
Biscuit looked suddenly enlightened, then stared at Morin with blazing eyes.
"It can do fixed-term deposits too? Fixed-term interest is usually higher than demand interest, right? How high can it go?"
"Of course it can!"
Morin pretended to be serious. "Compound Interest Bank offers twenty percent interest per hour for a one-month fixed-term deposit, and fifty percent interest per hour for a one-year deposit."
"I won't calculate that for you."
"Just imagine it yourself."
"Then you'll know how enormous that number would be."
"Uh."
Seeing the money gleaming in Biscuit's eyes, Morin wisely shut his mouth.
But after thinking about it, he still gave her a reminder.
"With ordinary banks, you can withdraw a fixed-term deposit early if something comes up, and it'll automatically convert into a demand deposit. But once you make a fixed-term deposit here, you won't be able to withdraw it."
"It's fine. I still have money in outside banks, enough to last me a year!"
Biscuit decisively took out the stacks of cash worth one million Jenny, looking every bit like a little rich woman who did not lack money.
When she took out all the money and prepared to deposit it, she still asked uneasily.
"This bank really isn't going to have any problems, right?"
"That's right, the bank has no problem."
Morin looked at the bank, then pointed at himself. "But I do."
"You do?" Biscuit was slightly stunned.
"What problem?"
"Did you forget that every time I use an item, I have to consume Nen and aura?"
Morin shrugged. "Depositing money doesn't consume anything, but withdrawing money consumes an enormous amount."
"If one million Jenny deposited as a demand deposit for one week can become nine trillion Jenny..."
"If it were deposited for a year, wouldn't it reach an amount that no one in the entire world could imagine? An amount that would shock the entire world, or even destroy it, once withdrawn?" Morin's eye twitched. "Do you think your disciple has enough Nen and aura to destroy the entire world?"
Biscuit said, "Oooooo, no."
She deflated. "Then does that mean I can't deposit it?"
"You can deposit it, but it can probably only be a demand deposit. Deposit whenever you want and withdraw whenever you want."
"That works too. Whenever I'm short on money in the future, I can just come to you and withdraw some. I've finally achieved financial freedom!!"
Biscuit, who was broad-minded and did not care much about gains or losses, remained in high spirits.
"From now on, whenever I see a gemstone I like, I can just buy it. And those magazine publishers too—I'm going to buy them and have them draw that kind of manga specifically for me."
"This lady isn't short on money anymore, yohohoho!!"
Her strange tone made Morin quietly move farther away from her once again.
Still, Biscuit had not been wrong about one thing.
From then on, Morin basically would not lack money either. He would never have to worry about money again.
In the original Phantom Troupe, Machi had the highest savings, followed by Kuwah, while Uvogin was the poorest.
Uvogin never carried money on him. He believed that if he wanted something, he only needed to steal it, earning him Shalnark's praise as a model student among thieves.
In the not-too-distant future, Morin and Pakunoda would likely become the richest people in the entire Phantom Troupe, perhaps even in the whole world!!
After resolving the money issue, Morin and the others did not linger any longer. None of them were people who loved money, and they were not particularly interested in it.
Especially once there was too much money, it became nothing more than a string of numbers.
After the commotion caused by Compound Interest Bank gradually settled, Biscuit personally watched the money in her passbook rise from one million to 1.1 million an hour later. Only then did she feel reassured and lead Morin and the others toward their next training ground.
While Morin and Pakunoda trained under Biscuit, the outside world also became rather lively with the Phantom Troupe's involvement.
That year, the NGL Autonomous Region on the Balsha Islands of the Mito Federation announced its establishment.
That year, Canary, the future apprentice butler of the Zoldyck Family, was born.
That year, Greed Island officially entered its final stage of preparation and was expected to go on sale the following year.
That year, the Phantom Troupe gradually stirred up trouble in every corner of the world.
Morin learned about the movements of the other members through phone notifications, broadcasts on huge television screens along the streets, conversations among diners in restaurants, and information he came across while surfing the internet.
Among them, the most eye-catching was undoubtedly the disturbance caused at Heavens Arena.
As the world's highest-level fighting competition, Heavens Arena had live broadcast platforms in nearly every corner of the world where there was television or internet access.
The Encounter of Three at Heavens Arena
Countless fighters came here, whether to test what they had learned against more powerful opponents or to pursue fame and fortune and become renowned after a single victory. Whatever their purpose, they all presented the audience with one spectacular battle after another.
Almost every day, someone became famous here, and almost every day, someone suffered defeat here.
At present, the ones drawing the most attention at Heavens Arena were an emerging group of three.
With unstoppable momentum, the trio had displayed overwhelming strength and dominance from their very first day at Heavens Arena.
That's right, it was Uvogin, Nobunaga, and Machi.
Having learned Nen, they could be said to have swept through the first two hundred floors of Heavens Arena.
Then, through the arrangements of the referees and organizers, the three climbed rapidly and soon reached the floors above the two-hundredth.
Naturally, the prize money from each floor had been paid to the three of them.
After learning that there truly was no prize money after the two-hundredth floor, Machi lost interest and stopped registering for further matches.
On the contrary, during her time at Heavens Arena, she discovered a new business opportunity.
Treating injured contestants and stitching up wounds was truly bringing in a fortune!!
Especially when someone lost an arm or a leg, the subsequent treatment fees and nutritional expenses were extraordinarily high.
Just recuperating after losing a limb costs this much money. If I could stitch their severed arms and legs back together, wouldn't I earn even more?!
With that thought in mind, Machi began walking an entirely different path at Heavens Arena.
She had already wanted to try combining Nen with the thin threads she used most often as weapons.
Now, they could serve as both weapons in battle and a means of making money.
That line of thinking could be said to have opened the door to a whole new world for Machi.
"He told me before that this was the development direction most suited to my Nen ability. As expected, everything he said was right..." In a private room at Heavens Arena, Machi stood on the balcony high above, gazing into the distance.
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