No Going!

In the end, Oboro appeased the old woman's anger by offering her a Diamond.

The other two newlyweds re-entered the room to listen to Biscuit's lecture, her face beaming with smiles.

Oboro completely ignored Pariston's waving.

This man isn't the vice president of the Association yet, and there are still several years before the story begins... Even without any intuition, Oboro knew this guy was troublesome.

The Association is a mixed bag, and Pariston is undoubtedly one of the most troublesome people.

His personality is a bit too twisted...

After a while, Biscuit finished speaking, and Oboro also stopped his racing thoughts.

"So, Oboro... what kind of work do you want to do?" Biscuit asked affectionately on stage.

She knew that Long was now Ten Dons of the Underworld, and the gems collected by such important figures must be extremely rare and expensive... enough to buy her a day's 'Friendship Card'.

"I haven't decided yet..." Long hummed in agreement, rubbing her hair lazily. "I'll just pick whichever one seems interesting. I don't really care..."

"All right."

Biscuit wasn't angry; she assumed that after such a long time, Oboro would have already figured it out.

The result... was surprisingly casual.

Oboro had a clear idea in his mind, but he wouldn't say it in front of Pariston...

Then, after giving a few more instructions, everyone dispersed.

During this time, Biscuit came over and grabbed Oboro's sleeve, trying to take him away... clearly to prevent him from contacting Pariston, showing that she was also wary of the latter.

"I really have terrible interpersonal relationships..."

As Long walked out the door, he thought to himself.

Pariston's smile remained unchanged throughout.

"He's after you... During the Hunter Exam, the Chairman made a special trip to Bungee City for you, which isn't a privilege everyone gets... It's hard to escape his notice. In the meantime, he might even have already investigated your bottom line..." Biscuit said seriously in the corridor, "Stay away from him."

Is this person dangerous?

She asked with a long smile.

"It's not exactly dangerous... but it's definitely not safe. Don't let his friendly appearance fool you; he's got a lot of underhanded tricks up his sleeve. Nobody can guess what he's thinking..." Biscuit said.

"It's alright, I'm confident I can face him... His name is Pariston, right? He was just chosen by the guild master to become Zodiacs ... He's a year younger than me and is already Two-Star Hunter, he's very strong," Oboro said.

As soon as she finished speaking, Biscuit was walking in front, suddenly turned around, stopped, and looked directly at Oboro. Her voice became lower and deeper. "Oboro, I know your intelligence is far beyond that of ordinary people, but... I'm serious! His way of thinking and his methods... are not something you can handle. Stay away from him!"

Are you afraid I'll be led astray?

Long smiled slightly.

"..."

After saying that, seeing that Biscuit was still staring at him, he sighed and nodded, "Okay, I understand."

The two then took the elevator to the president's office on the top floor.

The interior decoration and structure of the Association looked no different... It was just like a large company, with many non- Hunter x Hunter office staff and many departments, giving Oboro the feeling of a newcomer to the workplace.

A moment later, the two arrived at Netero's office door, and the old woman knocked on the door.

"Please come in!"

A clear voice came from inside the room.

Pushing open the door, Oboro saw Netero and the Beans sitting on futons, playing shogi.

Upon seeing him, the old man chuckled and said, "You've come... Please have a seat."

Oboro is here to make the chairman fulfill his previous promise and save Aldama...

However, his gaze fell on the Beans... This little thing didn't seem to be of a human race.

"Hello, Oboro. Let me introduce myself. I am the president's secretary, Beans."

"Hello."

Long nodded.

The two were playing chess, and Oboro and Biscuit didn't disturb them.

Long wandered around the old man's office on her own, but didn't find anything special. The room was simply furnished; the only noticeable thing was a calligraphy or painting hanging on the wall...

"Have you decided what to do?" Netero asked from behind.

Long turned around, and the game was over... As expected, the old man had won.

"Your major is basically related to your interests... You've already made up your mind, haven't you..." The old man took the teacup handed to him by the Beans, took a sip, and looked relaxed.

"Classical Chinese... I want to become a classical Chinese Hunter x Hunter."

He said in a low voice.

"Hehehe... it's not an archaeological site, it's writing..."

Netero wasn't surprised. He stroked his beard and said, "Before you came, given your personality, you must have already learned quite a bit about the Association, right?"

"I really couldn't hide it from you..."

Long raised an eyebrow.

Biscuit, rubbing her chin, remarked, "Ancient writing... I didn't realize you were interested in this. I almost fooled you. I thought you'd choose something like crime, wanted criminals, or terrorists."

When Oboro called out Pariston's name directly, as if she knew him, Biscuit realized that Oboro had done her homework... She wasn't surprised by this. In the early stages of her development at the Heavens Arena, although Oboro experienced many fierce battles in the ring, she actually had plans and preparations in mind, and her personality was rather cautious and stable... However, most of the information that Oboro could gather was superficial, and she didn't have a deep understanding of some people.

That's what worries her... and that's why she doesn't want Oboro and Pariston to get involved.

"It's not just about your expertise... you've already figured out your ultimate goal, haven't you?"

Netero sighed, "The informational value attached to the position of Ten Dons is truly not to be underestimated..."

The old man understood the personality of people like Oboro all too well.

The Ten Dons?

Upon hearing these three words, the Beans looked surprised and stared at the Oboro in front of him... He couldn't connect this person with the gang leader at all.

"Alright, I know you have a keen eye; nothing can be hidden from you..."

Long pouted and got straight to the point. "You said before that you had a way to make me stronger... Go ahead and tell me."

"Young man... stay calm."

"Don't you ever want to chat with the old man about everyday things?"

"..."hazy.

"How do you feel since joining the Association?"

Netero took another sip of tea.

Seeing this, Biscuit smiled and looked sly.

Yes, that's the feeling... She was often 'teasing' the president as well.

"Generally..."

Upon hearing this, Long sat down abruptly and replied.

"Did it not meet your expectations?" Netero asked with a smile.

"No, I would say it's exactly as I imagined, so... there's no surprise," Oboro said calmly.

"Oh?"

His question surprised the old man somewhat. "Is there anyone you're particularly interested in?"

"There are a few, but not many..."

"Then I guess... what you care about most is me and Linne Horsdoeuvre, after all, only the two of us have been to that place..." Looking at Oboro's expression, the old man's next sentence instantly made Oboro and Biscuit change.

Gourmet Hunter Linne Horsdoeuvre, the oldest Hunter x Hunter in the Association.

"Well."

Seeing Oboro's reaction, Netero sighed and put down his teacup. "As expected... you know her."

Ever since Biscuit made a special phone call to mention Oboro, the old man had been secretly keeping an eye on Oboro... not as indifferent as he appeared on the surface.

It's normal that Oboro wants to use the Association and him, as the president, as a stepping stone to achieve his goal and ambition of becoming stronger.

The problem is... becoming stronger is a very common goal... everyone is on this path.

But this goal needs an incentive to drive it.

Why become stronger, and what will you do after becoming stronger? Power? Judging from Oboro's hands-off approach to the Fills Family, he has no interest in power at all... The position of the Ten Dons is also dispensable to him.

A conversation at the Amusement Park in Bungee City confirmed the old man's belief... that Oboro wanted to stand on the mountaintop! And this mountaintop was not just about becoming the strongest Nen user... but also about surpassing everyone, including him.

An unprecedented achievement.

Only in this way can Oboro's value be demonstrated; the 'view' he sought to see on the mountaintop belonged to his will!

So... looking at the entire human world... to accomplish this, there is only one place to avoid: the Dark Continent.

The Association can accelerate Oboro's growth... These are all superficial reasons.

The most likely reason that this little guy, Oboro, joined the Association is because of me.

Netero understood.

He could even deduce that the main reason Oboro wanted to become Ten Dons was... to get in touch with V5.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to attract this person to spare no effort in planning...

It can be argued that everything Oboro does is purposeful! On one hand, he joined the Association for his own benefit... On the other hand, he is working with official institutions, and his direction is already obvious.

This... is terrifying! The little guy in front of me... is only 20 years old, yet he has already begun to plan his path forward, and he's doing it all by himself! Not everyone has this kind of ability... Most importantly, Oboro's strength and talent are also outstanding.

The goal was extremely ambitious... and the strategy was meticulous and deliberate. Biscuit didn't realize the foresight behind it.

Even if the mafia gathered information in advance, they might not know who Linne Horsdoeuvre was...

Oboro's reaction at this moment made Netero feel that... he had learned something from V5, indicating that... the Fills Family had already infiltrated some organizations. This was beyond his expectations; the Fills Family's speed and efficiency were too fast... Oboro and his family were quite capable.

Of course, Netero was unaware that the Fills Family had not infiltrated V5's organization at all, or at least, it would be difficult for them to do so in the short term.

It all stems from the 'memory bank' that this young man in front of him possesses.

"You're not allowed to go!"

With a snap.

The teacup in Netero's hand had developed a crack.

The usually kind and gentle old man suddenly became serious, even somewhat cold, staring straight at Long.

That look in his eyes... that invisible pressure.

In an instant... Oboro stopped breathing.

My hair stood on end!

He wanted to resist instinctively... but found that even moving a finger was not easy.

The Beans and Biscuit on the other side were also dumbfounded... equally speechless and unable to act.

The old man... was unusually serious!