Netero X Inspection

Yas and Kre, along with the Hell Black Hound who had just been captured, were packed up and sent away.

Before sending them away, Kevin probed all of them and found no one who had been parasitized.

They were in a hurry to get back, but Kevin believed that someone would arrive in a day or two.

All they have to do now is wait and prepare.

"Still haven't caught a live one. It seems they possess some kind of collective intelligence."

Kevin sat in the living room, deep in thought, and murmured to himself.

"Why do you say that?" Biscuit asked from the side.

"How could a Hell Black Hound unit like this only infiltrate the captain and vice-captain? Unless their infiltration is extremely restricted."

"But I don't think there are many limitations. According to current speculation, at most, during the invasion, all the Parasite People in a certain room or environment will start the invasion at the same time, causing everyone to become stunned."

"For this kind of unit, there is enough time spent together in private to allow them to successfully parasitize all its members."

According to the information Yas gave before he left.

The number of people compromised within the upper and middle levels of various countries, including the first level, is staggering.

Several hundred have already been discovered.

These cases were discovered because their actions deviated too far from their previous course, posing a risk to the world at large.

Otherwise, it would be perfectly concealed.

There are hundreds of these alone.

The hidden amount below is more than ten times higher.

And it's still growing exponentially.

"The only ones who came face to face with me were the Parasite People from Kre's team before. Since then, both Yas's team and Hell Black Hound's forces should have had more Parasite People, but none of them have come to me."

The strongest piece of evidence is the troops brought by Hell Black Hound, and all the personnel who were subsequently exposed in a Military Base just to have a tactical weapon fall into their laps.

It is clear that Kevin and his group have been identified as a major threat and need to be eliminated as soon as possible.

Why are there such standards?

The first possibility is that they returned from the Dark Continent. The second possibility is that the person who committed suicide earlier may have returned to the source after his suicide, bringing the information back with him.

Even if they don't bring back all their memories, there must be some way of transmitting information between them.

So we're being watched now?

Morel asked.

Kevin nodded. "Very likely."

"But there's no rush. We'll eventually catch some alive. With more experience, I should be able to discern the subtle differences between them, and then I won't have to see them with my own eyes every time."

Such intuition cannot be used for long-distance judgments based on circles.

But if intuition can guess it, then there must be something different.

The next day.

An Airship landed directly above the Manor.

If it weren't for the Hunter Association's markings on the Airship, Kevin would have shot it down.

"Does this old man always do this every time he makes an appearance?"

Men Qi looked at the Airship in the sky and complained.

Clearly, this wasn't the first time she'd seen him.

Of course, so do everyone else.

"Although there's a dedicated Airship behind the Manor, I suspect the old man will jump down himself."

Biscuit had barely finished speaking.

"Call out!"

Netero, whom we hadn't seen in a long time, arrived dressed in his usual casual white clothes, wearing wooden clogs, and with his hair tied in a high ponytail.

Hey! Long time no see, everyone.

"And you, my unlovable disciple, don't speak ill of your master behind his back."

Biscuit just pursed her lips.

She could still act confidently in front of others, after all, she was the oldest in the group.

But in Netero's presence, she was definitely a junior.

Then Netero turned his gaze to Kevin, looking him up and down.

His tone suddenly rose, carrying a very obvious air of flattery.

"Oh my! Isn't this our powerful and great Mr. Kevin? He's such an important figure that I, an old man, have to personally come to invite him out!"

Although his words sounded sarcastic, the joy and delight in his tone were undeniable, causing everyone to smile helplessly.

Netero walked over, patted Kevin on the shoulder, and then squeezed his arm, as if testing him.

Then he chuckled quietly and said.

"That was so satisfying! You're amazing! You had no idea what those bastards looked like then. It really let out all the anger I'd been holding in for so long."

As he spoke, Netero seemed to recall that scene again, a look of delight on his face.

Netero is the Chairman of the Hunter Association, and the kind of person who frequently deals with V6.

His own strength and wisdom enabled him to participate in the world's top political conferences.

But even in situations like these, he sometimes needs to compromise and yield.

How helpless.

Kevin's return and Kevin ability to identify the Parasite People dealt a heavy blow to their arrogance.

Furthermore, because of the interference of the Parasite People, they were at odds with Kevin from the very beginning.

This has left them in a state of extreme anxiety.

He had no choice but to humbly beg Netero for help.

This really pleased Netero.

But as enjoyable as it was, things still needed to be done. Netero took this opportunity to come to the Manor and meet Kevin and the others for the first time since their return.

After exchanging pleasantries, Netero looked at the crowd behind him.

He looked at Qi Gon, then at the Twelve Zodiacs, then at Biscuit.

"Those who aren't here—I heard they stayed in the Dark Continent?"

Kevin smiled and nodded.

"You know Jin's temper."

Netero smiled and shook his head.

Coming back would risk unforeseen circumstances, and if unforeseen circumstances occurred, leaving would become very troublesome, so Jin simply decided not to come back.

"This trip has greatly increased your strength; seeing you all makes me itchy to fight."

At least based on the group's external strength, Netero was somewhat eager to try his luck.

It gave him a feeling that was comparable to what he was experiencing now.

It even reached the level of his peak strength.

Of course, the comparisons here are all based on external factors.

As for the actual combat effectiveness, Netero might have the upper hand.

Real combat experience and actual strength are not the same.

Even a person with great strength and physical fitness can be easily defeated by someone who is professionally trained but slightly weaker in all aspects.

"Especially you, you're like a monster. You were alright before, but now you're completely incomprehensible."

Netero looked at Kevin and said with a hint of helplessness.

How many exceptionally talented people had he encountered in his life?

Kevin is at most just one of the ordinary people.

Of course, they are exceptionally talented, but there are countless people with even greater talent.

But Kevin is just the kind of person who can only dream of achieving what everyone else can.

Perhaps this is an opportunity.

"I really want to have a match with you right now and see even higher peaks, but now is not the time."

As Netero spoke, the Fighting Spirit gleaming in his eyes was undisguised, but in this urgent situation, he was able to restrain himself.

It can be said that Netero understands the big picture to some extent and is willing to make Sacrifice for it.

She can be capricious at times, but now is clearly not the time for that.

"Alright, old man, this isn't the place to talk. Let's go inside."

With that, Kevin led Netero inside.

The Airship also stopped behind.

Those who disembarked from the airship were Ugly Bull Mizziston and Wu Masaqiu, along with Yas, who had arrived earlier but had now come along with them, and two officials from the International Navigation Agency.

After entering the living room...

Netero sat on the sofa, looked at everyone, and asked directly.

"Tell me your demands first. Only when I understand your demands can the negotiations continue."

Kevin nodded slightly.

"The reason for returning this time is simple: firstly, to prove that our exploration was successful, so we brought back some findings."

"Secondly, this was, after all, the first formal exploration. Before the exploration, although we were prepared to die, we never thought of staying there for a long time, so we were not prepared to stay for an extended period of time."

"Finally, with the mission concluded and a period of rest in place, we will launch the next phase of exploration. This next phase will require more personnel, as we will establish a Forward Base on the Dark Continent and, based on the intelligence we currently possess, work with other nations to revise the exploration guidelines."

After listening to Kevin's request, Yas took notes but did not participate in the negotiations.

Netero simply nodded slightly.

Then he said, "I can help you get the best conditions for all of these. My first request is that you assist various countries in finding the Parasite People hiding among them. Ideally, you should unite and take the lead in resolving this Parasite People incident."

Netero's meaning is quite clear.

The conditions Kevin just mentioned can be met as long as the Parasite People incident is resolved.

And the sharing of the results afterwards can lead to even better new conditions being proposed.

After some discussion and arguing, Kevin nodded.

Yas Loyalty recorded everything beside him. He knew Netero had been on Kevin's side from the beginning, but what could he do?

This is the only candidate.

"Now that the conditions are met, let's act without delay. First, test the decision-makers of each country, then test all the personnel around them, and then test all important military facilities and their personnel."

The order of testing should naturally start with the most important ones.

Fortunately, the more important the relationship, the fewer people are involved.

The further down you go, the more people there are and the more difficult it becomes.

Having secured the highest level of freedom of action, the group formed a team and immediately began their operation.

However, Kevin clearly did not take everyone away from the Manor, leaving some people Manor to guard it, including Pairo.

However, Pairo has already planted a mark in everyone's eyes and will be monitoring the Manor in real time.

However, there is a hidden trump card for identifying danger within the Manor.

Nion.

It has been confirmed through her Prophecy Poem that none of them were parasitized.

Especially the people living on the Manor.

If they remain safe, then they can simply continue living their lives as planned.

If Nion's Prophecy Poem weren't so cumbersome, had limited effectiveness, and could easily alter the future, they might have been the best way to discern the truth.

By this time, Kevin and his companions had already boarded the Airship and headed to their destination.

And at the destination.

"It's a tragedy to let a crude Hunter x Hunter test our Loyalty and our purity."

An old man sitting nearby expressed his slight dissatisfaction.

The powerful people around him were watching him, but they didn't care at all.

The older he gets, the more rude he becomes; he still has the nerve to criticize others.

There was virtually no opposition to Netero's plan.

The objection itself is untenable.

At times like these, everyone knows that it's necessary to prove one's own purity and also to verify the purity of those around them; otherwise, how can the system be allowed to continue operating with peace of mind?

The internal suspicions and infighting alone were enough to cause their various conflicts to erupt and escalate.

Anyone with a rational mind would understand.

Those who are unwilling to have their claims verified are easily labeled as untrustworthy.

This is not what they want to see.

Fortunately, no one has refused yet; they've just been grumbling, which is typical of this old man.

Just then, two secretaries knocked on the door and rushed in.

What was whispered in the ears of two high-ranking individuals.

The expressions of the two people changed drastically almost simultaneously.

"What happened? You all look a bit grumpy."

The old man just asked with a smile.

One of them glared at the old man.

"We had incidents at three Military Base, resulting in the launch of a total of seven surface-to-air tactical weapons, exposing more than half of our Parasite People."

"It's the same here, except that a military airfield has been completely taken over, and six of the latest fighter jets have taken off and are heading towards that Airship."

As he spoke, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed.

"Fortunately, four were intercepted mid-flight, but two still managed to fly around the airship."

"Since Mr. Kevin can catch missiles with his bare hands, I believe he can handle these too—alas, every place has been completely invaded and controlled."

He rubbed his temples helplessly, realizing that he had completely lost control of the military power of each country.

This was absolutely fatal for them.

A few hours passed.

More people came in.

"Mr. Kevin has arrived."

"Then what are we waiting for? Please come in!"

Someone said urgently.

This unsettling state of being unable to discern whether those around them were already enemies was truly enough to drive them crazy.

They desperately need someone to identify the Parasitized and restore their peace.

To be honest, just having them all gathered together today is enough to make them very uncomfortable.

Previously, to avoid any problems for themselves, they lived separately and had various strict protective measures in place, layer upon layer.

Each person has their own anti-counterfeiting code and slogan. If they make a mistake, they will be marked as suspicious and kicked out for close observation.

If we gather together like this today and get wiped out, we're doomed.

At that moment, Kevin walked in.

There was no change in appearance regarding dirt or grime on the body.

The previous tactical weapons and fighter jets did not seem to have any effect on him.