Biscuit knew Chairman Netero had let them off the hook, but she still felt immense pressure.
There were probably less than three months left before the deadline Chairman Netero had set in his mind.
Their once-exciting "exploration of the Dark Continent" had immediately become a purposeful, difficult mission. It had even changed her mindset.
Shizuku seemed to sense Biscuit's mood and comfortingly stroked her golden hair, which was tied up.
Gelman, who had remained silent and listened, shook his head and finally spoke.
"I've only ever met Chairman Netero once, after the Professional Hunter Exam. He may have grown suspicious of me then and started investigating me in secret."
"He knew I was connected to Biscuit, so it's only natural that he followed that thread and found some clues."
"As for the 'deadline' Chairman Netero set, I think we should take it in stride. I was already planning to conquer the Ancient Labyrinth City before the start of next year."
Everyone couldn't help looking at him, surprised by his calm resolve. He had completely turned the pressure Chairman Netero brought with him into motivation.
Even Kite, who had been focusing on driving, couldn't help glancing back at him.
Biscuit had almost forgotten that unlike Shizuku and me, his goal had been to "explore the Dark Continent" from the very beginning. That had never changed.
So, having gained "hope" would naturally benefit his future "exploration." As long as the benefits outweighed the drawbacks, he would act decisively.
Still, even with Ging joining them now, would conquering the Ancient Labyrinth City really be that simple?
Silence fell over the car, with no one responding.
Ging's gaze shifted away from the rearview mirror. He rubbed his stubbly chin with his right hand, wondering if he should shave.
After a while, he finally broke