Boarding Gala X Conflict

"What a grand event!"

On the rooftop of a luxury hotel, Kevin and his companions stood before floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing at the city's night view below.

It's the eve of boarding.

"Of course, the city saw a massive influx of nearly a million people at once."

2

Biscuit looked out at the harbor in the distance, where a dense crowd had gathered for the pre-holiday party.

The first group of 300,000 people boarded the ship, along with their families and other visitors who came to witness this momentous occasion that will surely be recorded in history.

"Isn't the Chairman here?"

Kevin looked at Biscuit and asked curiously.

Biscuit shook her head.

"No, he's very busy right now. He was so busy that he had to get his severed arm back on."

He even pursed his lips as he spoke.

Netero tried to use his disability as an excuse to avoid some troublesome matters, but there was nothing he could do; the closer he got to boarding the ship, the more the affairs piled up.

In particular, the Twelve Zodiacs accepted Netero's mission and also had to board a ship to travel to the Dark Continent.

Netero had to do many things himself, which forced him to find a way to get his severed arm back.

Now he's a complete old man.

"And his son is right here. Don't let that old man's seemingly carefree attitude fool you; it might be awkward for the two of them to meet."

Upon hearing this, Kevin couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Suddenly, he thought of something interesting and said with a smirk.

"Call the Chairman and ask him to come and deliver it to us tomorrow. I'll give him a nice little treasure."

Hearing this, Biscuit squinted at Kevin, sensing that Kevin harbored ill intentions.

But then he smiled as well.

"Having ill intentions is a good thing, especially towards that old geezer."

He nodded repeatedly.

"No problem, I guarantee he'll get here in time."

At this moment, Kurapika and Pairo walked over, carrying a boarding instructions document and various forms to fill out.

"Uncle, this is B. W.'s detailed information, as well as our location. Please see how you want to choose?"

Kevin took the orders and looked at one of the notes, which contained a simplified structural diagram of the entire B·W size.

Do we have detailed structural drawings of this ship?

Pairo nodded in agreement, saying, "Yes, we got our hands on it two months ago."

"That's good."

Kevin looked at the simple structural diagram in his hand as he spoke.

B·W was divided into five layers in total.

The top floor is the most luxurious place, but it's also the smallest in terms of overall area, probably less than one-tenth the size of the other floors.

The uppermost level is inhabited by the King of the Kakin Empire, along with their Prince and various business and political figures from V5.

Simply put, they are a tiny group of people at the very top of the world, on a ship.

The second tier below features celebrities and billionaires from around the world.

The three layers below consist of selected explorers and civilians.

"The accommodation arrangements are quite clear."

Kevin then noticed that there was a thick partition between the second floor and the floors below, and that this area was well protected.

To open the passage from the third floor upwards, the permission of the person guarding the second floor is required.

"Have they been separated?"

Kevin looked at it and muttered to himself.

Just then, Men Qi walked over quickly.

"We have to go. Boarding is about to begin, and we need to get on the ship first, otherwise we'll have to squeeze in with 300,000 other people."

The Festival on the eve of boarding is a very busy affair.

Three hundred thousand people, although they have been divided into batches, will be disembarking on ships from tonight until tomorrow morning.

Kevin nodded.

"In that case, let's go."

As they walked, Kevin talked with Kurapika and the others.

Kurapika said, "If we want, we can arrange personnel on the first floor, the second floor, and below. Uncle, how do you plan to arrange it?"

"The first and second floors are connected, right? So it's relatively easy to move around between them? But on the second floor and below, it's more difficult to go up and down; it's not as free?"

Kurapika nodded. "That's right, that's exactly what our internal records say."

Kevin thought for a moment and looked at Ce beside him.

"You should have memorized the detailed information on B. W., so what arrangements do you think are unreasonable?"

Ce adjusted his glasses.

"Many areas below the second floor are completely enclosed. Moreover, if this is used to divide the upper and lower floors, then even supplies and various necessities are separated between the upper and lower floors."

"This even includes the design of ventilation ducts, meaning that air from the lower level cannot enter the upper level, which is an absolutely thankless and inefficient design."

Simply put, besides the main, heavily guarded passageways, there are only some smaller, internal passageways to get from the upper level to the lower level.

"In addition, there are a large number of unidentified spaces on the lower levels; this ocean liner is essentially a small city."

After briefly explaining the situation, the planner made a significant statement.

"The so-called actual revenue from construction was a smokescreen from the very beginning. Based on various data, it can be inferred that the Kakin Empire never intended to build ten ships; in essence, they only wanted to build this one."

They are well aware internally that the colonial rhetoric targeting the public is actually a deception.

Even if they are put down, they will be placed on the Imaginary New Continent.

The real purpose was to send a small group of people, a small group of sponsored individuals, to the Dark Continent.

In this situation, all sorts of rhetoric and threats could be used to ultimately keep only this one transport ship running.

They slowly carried out what they called colonization.

If civilian colonization were truly profitable, people would naturally flock there, and the Kakin Empire wouldn't need to go to the trouble of building it.

After careful consideration, Kevin made his decision.

"Me, Biscuit, Kurapika, Shalnark are on the second floor; the rest of you are resting on the Third Tier."

Kurapika nodded and went to make the arrangements.

Soon everyone boarded the Airship.

Amidst the cheers of the crowd below, the Kakin Kingdom, along with its Prince, were the first to board the ship.

Then the Airship that Kevin and the others had built followed closely behind.

After being divided into two groups, accommodations were arranged for each group.

Kevin and others were invited to the party.

The enormous Banquet Hall was packed with businessmen, celebrities, and politicians from all over the world.

However, the core members are those fourteen Prince.

Kevin, a complete stranger, sat on the edge, quietly sipping his wine and observing the entire banquet.

There are quite a few Nen user.

But out of the fourteen Prince, only Prince are Nen user?

Suddenly, Kevin saw a Prince walking towards him with a wine glass in his hand.

Kevin had looked at the other person's information.

That's the Fifth Prince who really wanted to befriend them.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Kevin?"

The voice emanating from the seemingly square and serious face was that of a woman.

Kevin nodded.

"I know you, Fifth Prince, right?"

"It's truly an honor that Mr. Kevin knows me."

As they talked, the other person actually started discussing some rather technical issues with Kevin.

Most of them revolve around medical pharmaceuticals.

As they chatted, Kevin discovered that the Fifth Prince was actually quite accomplished in this area.

So they didn't hesitate to chat with the other person in detail.

Just then, another Prince walked by.

Upon seeing the Prince, Kurapika immediately stepped forward, blocking Kevin and the other man's path.

"Mr. Kurapika, it's been a long time since we last met."

The Fourth Prince spoke with a forced smile, his eyes revealing undisguised hatred.

After all, he had completely fallen out with Kurapika. Those two damned guys dared to steal his collection and even burned his other collections.

This incident troubled him for an entire year.

Even now, I still wish I could peel off Kurapika's skin.

Fifth Sister, won't you introduce her to me?

He gestured to Kevin as he spoke.

The Fifth Prince then realized what was happening, nodded, and introduced the situation with a smile.

"This is Mr. Kevin, a pharmaceutical expert, one of the world's top professionals."

The Fourth Prince smiled and nodded, then looked at Kevin.

He raised his glass as if to make a gesture.

Kevin simply looked at the other person calmly, meeting their gaze directly.

He could feel very clearly the nauseating malice emanating from the Fourth Prince.

This guy makes no secret of his desire to kill Kurapika; he wants to kill him.

And it will absolutely be cruel torture.

Kevin certainly knew about this Fourth Prince, after all, Pairo and Kurapika had stolen the most eyes from each other.

"Roll."

"What?!"

The Fourth Prince thought he had misheard and froze on the spot.

No one had ever dared to speak to him like that.

However, Kevin clearly didn't want to repeat himself, and his aura began to radiate towards the Fourth Prince with malice.

A violent aura instantly pressed down on the Fourth Prince.

This seemed to trigger some mechanism, causing a slight black aura to begin to wriggle around the Fourth Prince, though it was only a slight wriggling.

Faced with Kevin's overwhelming strength, they were powerless to resist.

In an instant, the Fourth Prince felt as if he were being stared at by a giant beast, and his whole body trembled involuntarily.

I almost dropped the wine glass.

But his upbringing and arrogance prevented him from maintaining his composure.

He nodded through gritted teeth, unable to utter a single word, and could only turn and leave.

After taking a step out, he seemed to finally escape the oppressive feeling and let out a deep breath.

He's no longer in the mood for revenge; he just wants to leave quickly and get back to his current state.

The Fifth Prince was completely stunned.

What happened?

Why is the atmosphere so tense?

Is there some kind of grudge?

Kevin simply gave him an apologetic smile and then left.

Kurapika quickly followed.

"Uncle?"

Hearing Kurapika's puzzled voice, Kevin spoke directly.

"This Succession Contest can only have one Prince emerge victorious, right?"

Kurapika nodded.

"Is this Fourth Prince a strong contender?"

"Yes, he and the First Prince are tied for first place."

"Yeah, take him down."

"Ah?"

Kurapika was taken aback. Didn't he say before that he wouldn't get involved in other people's politics?

"This Fourth Prince makes no attempt to conceal his malice. If he survives, he will definitely target us relentlessly. His malice is such that he would want to torture and kill everyone who has any connection with us."

"Those like this can naturally be categorized as enemies, and there's no need to show mercy to enemies."

Upon hearing this, Kurapika nodded emphatically with a serious expression.

"Okay, I'll try to figure it out."

He then left the Banquet Hall.

At this moment Biscuit had been chatting with acquaintances elsewhere, came over.

"What just happened? I could sense your malice. Keep a low profile at times like this."

Biscuit was somewhat dissatisfied.

For Nen user like him, even if Kevin's malice was only directed at one person, that malice was still immense and unique.

It's simply impossible not to feel it.

None of the Nen user present at the time failed to sense the aura emanating from Kevin.

"It's nothing. After all, that Prince's malice was practically plastered on my face. I'm not the kind of person who would just sit there and not fight back when I'm disgusted."

Kevin then added with a laugh.

"Besides, this will give us some peace and quiet. After all, fourteen Prince are about to start fighting here, and it would be very troublesome if we were caught in the crossfire."

Biscuit wholeheartedly agreed with this.

"Indeed, being dragged into such a bloody fight is utterly disgusting."

"Then you're too late to complain; we've already gotten involved."

"What?!"

Biscuit couldn't help but raise her voice.

She left for a while.

"That Fourth Prince must die, and something's not right about this fight."

"What's wrong? Did you find something?"

Biscuit approached and asked.

Kevin nodded, gesturing for Biscuit to look at the Prince.

"Is there a problem? There are indeed one or two Nen user among them, but the rest are just ordinary people."

"Yes, that's not entirely true. The Fourth Prince doesn't have Nen ability, but when I used malice to suppress him just now, it seemed to trigger some kind of mechanism within him. I sensed the aura of Resentment, very, very faint, but it was right there on his body."

Biscuit recalled the information about the Fourth Prince.

Then, puzzled, he asked, "It's not surprising at all that that kind of guy has a bit of Resentment on him?"

"Really? He's a Prince, and a strong contender for the throne. His guards are all Nen user. Isn't anyone going to try to deal with him?"

These words made Biscuit ponder for a moment before she nodded, "What you said is possible."

"It must be Succession Ceremony. I've felt something was off since I boarded the ship, but it seems the Succession Ceremony hasn't started yet. It looks like the official start signal will be after the Succession Ceremony sets sail."

After some thought, Kevin came to a conclusion that seemed most likely.

"Perhaps. Sigh, this banquet is boring. I'll be going now; it's not good to leave Shalnark."

"I'll come along too. It's really no fun since I don't know anyone here."

The two of them also left the banquet.

However, the two did attract the attention of many people at the banquet.