Different Fates
Netero was also surprised.
In the old man's mind, this time, Oboro would agree.
"Um..."
The president nodded. "I understand your attitude, but... whether or not it becomes Zodiacs is not something you can decide."
"If you insist on doing it, then I'll have to be willful for once."
He smiled.
Willful? Netero paused, his hand holding the teacup still.
"Does it refer to the Dark Continent?" "I really have no interest in power; it's too troublesome and a waste of time," Oboro added.
His meaning was clear: substitution.
You should reconsider. I'm not going to cause trouble on the Dark Continent.
To outsiders, Oboro's repeated rejections of the Zodiacs positions made his statement quite convincing... he genuinely didn't want to participate in the Association's management.
Could it be... that they all misunderstood Long?
Yorkshire read it aloud.
Jin's judgment of Oboro was correct. What was this man planning? If he was plotting for greater power, then above the Zodiacs, only the Chairman was worthy of the title... But to replace Netero was simply a pipe dream.
"Okay, then I'll respect your decision."
The old man pondered for a moment, then slowly spoke.
"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."
Seeing this, Long waved his hand and went out under everyone's gaze.
"I'm leaving too."
Ging Freecss then stood up and followed him out.
Gel observed the expressions of the other Zodiacs and realized that Long had indeed been right. Even if he had killed Saiyu, there was no need to worry about any consequences.
What secret is Oboro referring to?...
On the other side, Oboro stepped into the elevator with a smile on his face.
Before the elevator doors could close, a hand blocked them.
Ging Freecss walked in.
Then, the elevator began to descend.
In the cramped space, the two remained silent, the atmosphere somewhat subdued.
After a moment, Jin spoke first, without looking at Oboro, and asked directly, "Is the president in danger?"
How would I know?
Long chuckled.
"You'll probably start promoting your image of integrity, kindness, and justice now, right? You've refused the Zodiacs seats twice, you have great strength, and you're happy to help newcomers in the Association... Plus, the Fills Family has been planting newcomers in the Association for the past few years. Although the number isn't large, it's enough."
Jin gazed at the metal panel of the elevator, where the reflection illuminated Long's blurry face, and said calmly, "For the Hunter x Hunter below... if they dislike power yet have such a down-to-earth image, there's no reason not to support them! You can take this opportunity to win over a large number of people... after all, many people really hate those who stand above them and act superior."
"You said it, I didn't admit it."
"Long teased."
"What I can't understand is that you gave up the Zodiacs simply to pursue a bigger pie. There's nothing else that you care about except the position of chairman... But it's impossible for you to replace the chairman, yet you did it anyway, which only shows that... you're certain that the chairman will step down for some reason."
"Based on my understanding of the chairman, even if he trusts you, he would never hand over the Association to you or make any agreement with you... Under normal circumstances, your plan is destined to fail. However... every action you take is purposeful and will not fail... Therefore, the chairman is in danger."
With a ding, the elevator reached the bottom.
Long stepped out of the elevator and patted Jin on the shoulder. "Don't overthink it. Do you think anyone in this world could kill an old man?"
"I am genuinely not interested in power."
After he finished speaking, he winked at Jin with one eye peeking out from behind his sunglasses.
It has now faded into the distance.
"Yes, you have no interest in power, but you admire strength to the extreme," Jin thought to himself.
Sometimes, the further away you are from power, the easier it is to rise to a position.
Jin had no doubt that once the position of chairman became vacant, the first successor chosen by the grassroots Hunter x Hunter would be Oboro.
To outsiders, Oboro was the 'cleanest'.
"This is difficult..."
Ging Freecss rubbed his hair and sighed softly.
In the following days, just as he had guessed, someone leaked the news, and the fact that Oboro had refused the Zodiacs twice in a row began to spread within the Association... In addition, Oboro killed one of the original members of the Zodiacs, Shenhou Saiyu.
Rumors circulated that the background of Saiyu was complicated, and that someone had intended to frame Oboro, but failed.
Being able to defeat the Zodiacs is enough to prove Oboro's strength, and people have an instinctive admiration for the strong... The key is that Oboro is different from other Zodiacs or three-star Hunter x Hunter. He is well-regarded and has taken care of many juniors.
Keep in mind that the entire Hunter Association has fewer than seven hundred members.
Including the Association.
Therefore, it only needs a little dissemination to become widely known.
There's also Hunter x Hunter who was taken care of by Oboro, who personally shared his experience...
The weak dislike, or even hate, the powerful who are high above them; this is human nature... and it's also the origin of the term "master" used by the Specialist Division to refer to star Hunter x Hunter. But if someone is very strong and gets along well with the masses, the situation will be different.
All of Long's plans were laid bare in Jin's eyes... yet he couldn't stop them.
Because... he has no personal charm or good reputation.
Based on this, even if Oboro played his cards openly, Oboro had no choice but to play them.
No one will listen to him.
As for joining forces with Pariston, forget it...
The most crucial task at present is to identify the factors that pose a danger to the old man.
"Sir, the informants we've cultivated over the years have thoroughly infiltrated the core of the regimes of various countries."
In the master bedroom, Long and David were talking.
The latter was reporting to him on the progress of the Fills Family's mission over the years.
"In some small countries, our people occupy key positions and, as you instructed, have established themselves in the royal families through women and the continuation of offspring. The same is true for some larger countries, such as the Kakin Empire. With the support of the officials we have placed, every 'Honey Pot' has a high degree of influence and influence within the royal family."
"Um..."
Long was very satisfied.
The Honey Trap Plan was proposed by Long a few years ago.
Through gang operations, they cultivate exceptionally beautiful women to present to royalty in various countries, and then determine their status through childbirth.
Relying solely on officials in their careers is insufficient.
"Let's smash the third Honey Pot of the Kakin Empire ...it's been exposed."
"Yes."
"Also... is it still not working on number 1?"
"It's still very difficult to become a queen for now... That King Hui Guo Rou isn't as foolish as he seems on the surface; on the contrary, he's quite shrewd... Although Honey Pot gave birth to an illegitimate child, he has never been recognized. Also, some of the princes are involved with certain gangs, so we can't make any big moves."
"That's fine, no rush."
Long gave the instructions.
"My lord, the young lady wishes to ask you, is it possible for us to seize control of the underground forces in one fell swoop, eliminate the Ten Dons, and bring them under the rule of our Fills Family? With our current strength, we have already completely widened the gap between ourselves and them, and eliminating the remaining Ten Dons' armed forces wouldn't be difficult... This would also make our plan more feasible, otherwise, our operations in certain territories would still be somewhat restricted. After all, these are the other Ten Dons' territories..."
David suggested.
"No need to worry, the Ten Dons will die soon, we don't need to do anything... You should also step down from that position, and choose a trusted confidant to be the scapegoat," Long said calmly.
A scapegoat? Is something about to happen to the gang?
David was taken aback.
"How's it going with V5?" Oboro changed the subject.
"The first and second batches combined only got five people in... However, we have quite a few spies in key positions within the official institutions of these countries. As time goes on, I think the number will increase..."
"Well done."
Long praised him.
Then he chatted with David for a few more minutes before hanging up the phone.
Because... someone has arrived.
Biscuit led Wing in without any politeness, barging directly into Oboro's bedroom without even knocking.
Wing couldn't stop him.
"Hey... have some manners, okay? If I'm not wearing clothes, wouldn't I be exposed? Or is that what you're hoping to see?"
Long lay lazily on the sofa, enjoying himself.
"Hmph, stop being so narcissistic! You're not my type!"
Biscuit blushed and said disdainfully.
"Sigh... I really should have taken a picture of you breaking into my room at night back in the Heavens Arena." Oboro touched on her old wound.
"Tch, it was clearly you who, that night, was overcome with lust and, seeing how beautiful and charming I was, couldn't contain your arousal and forcibly dragged me inside... If I hadn't had a quick wit and escaped danger early, maybe... maybe I would already be..." Biscuit covered her face, throwing mud back.
"OK."
Long clapped and cheered.
Biscuit brought Wing to bid him farewell.
Wing appeared this time because he was worried that something might happen to Long... Fortunately, the situation was resolved in the end.
Now that everything was alright, he was going to return to the Heavens Arena.
"Why are you still staying in that kind of place? With your strength, you should have no problem starting proper training in the Association long ago..."
He gazed longingly at the Wing.
"I'm different from you; I know where my limits are..."
Wing smiled faintly, habitually adjusting his glasses. "Moreover, compared to taking risks and pursuing higher goals, I've found that I actually prefer witnessing newcomers or juniors striving to grow... They give me a sense of vitality and hope."
"I can see a bright future."
"Did you catch that old woman's crap?"
Oboro pointed at Biscuit.
"Aaaaaaah!"
Biscuit flew into a rage and immediately started punching Oboro.
It felt neither painful nor itchy.
Wing looked at Long in front of him, his feelings complicated.
Back then, the two trained together in the Heavens Arena. Now, given Oboro's height and strength, he probably doesn't even have the right to look up to her anymore.
This is what a true genius is.
An era, there are probably only a few...
Obviously, he is not.
During their reunion over the past few days, Wing asked Biscuit what level Oboro had reached.
Biscuit only replied with one sentence: if the two of them together were mortal enemies with Oboro, their chances of winning would be less than 10%, and that was an optimistic estimate.
Even Chairman Netero privately told Biscuit that he would have to put in a lot of effort to defeat Oboro.
Hearing these words at the time brought Wing an indescribable shock and shock.
However, it has already been digested...
He accepted his mediocrity.
Furthermore, Wing's mindset has changed over the years. Everyone is born with a different mission and has different strengths.
Perhaps Oboro was the one who yearned for strength and dared to climb to the top.
He is better suited to nurturing new talent and passing on what he has learned over the years, as well as the will of the Hunter x Hunter... He may not be able to do it, but he believes that in the future, there will be a second Oboro, and a third Oboro.
"I just can't do anything with you..."
Long understood Wing's personality and smiled slightly, "That's not bad. I'll go back to the Heavens Arena sometime... I haven't been back for years, and my status as the leader of the arena has long been revoked."
"Isn't that unnecessary... Do you still care about that kind of empty fame?"
Wing was surprised.
"Let's go back and have some fun..."