Targeting Heaven's Arena

After hearing the answer, Pariston's smile remained unchanged, his gaze shifting from the white-haired youth to the blonde figure trailing three steps behind him.

"I don't know anything," Maro replied, shaking his head as Pariston's eyes fell on him.

"Is that so? I thought I might learn something from you two survivors..." Pariston said with a smile.

"Has the interview already started? If you have questions, ask them quickly. I'm busy," the white-haired, blue-eyed youth clearly had little patience for further entanglement and urged them on lazily.

Busy making money to buy pets and weapons.

Every minute wasted is money lost.

"Oh, ho ho--it seems you're in a hurry..." the Chairman chuckled, but his smile felt different from Pariston's.

"The interview is to be held indoors, so please follow me." He walked slowly forward with his hands behind his back.

In this posture, he looked like nothing more than an ordinary old man.

"I have nothing more to do here, so I'll take my leave, Chairman Netero," Pariston said with a smile, remaining in place.

Netero simply waved his hand without saying a word.

Su Wu and the other followed behind him into a private room.

Pink curtains and a green leather sofa in the same room... such a color scheme...

Su Wu twitched his lips, ignoring the room's decor, and pulled out a chair to sit down.

Maro stood behind his chair and handed him a cup of tea.

"Brew this," Su Wu said, taking out a healing potion from his backpack and handing it to Maro.

Maro, ignoring everyone else in the room, diligently picked up the kettle, rinsed the cup with hot water three times, and then poured in the potion.

Chairman Netero watched all this with a smile, and only after Su Wu was holding the cup and had already taken a sip did he ask, "What do you think of the applicant Hisoka?"

Hmm? Why ask this?

He's normal when he's not being a pervert.

But most of the time, he's a perverted battle maniac.

"...He's a diligent fruit farmer," Su Wu replied seriously after thinking for a moment.

Instantly, the atmosphere in the room fell into a subtle silence.

What do you call an irrelevant answer? This is an irrelevant answer!

"What were your thoughts when you fought him?" Chairman Netero continued to ask.

"His ability is sticky and a bit disgusting," Su Wu said, putting down his cup and resting his index finger on his chin. He said "disgusting" but had an unfathomable smile on his face.

"I see," Chairman Netero nodded understandingly.

Even though the answers he received were all meaningless nonsense, he didn't mind.

As long as the answers came from the applicants, they represented a part of the applicant's own characteristics.

For example... the answer from the young man in front of him revealed that... he didn't reject Hisoka's behavior, even though the two had recently fought fiercely.

He's an interesting newcomer.

Hunters are all willful individuals, and this one clearly fits the hunter identity.

"Then, what is your hunting target?" Netero asked again.

Every hunter needed their own hunting target; this was a rule set by the current Chairman of the Hunter Association, Isaac Netero, himself.

Chrollo Lucilfer, only a name, no past. It is said he grew up as an orphan in Youkelin City.

"Currently, it's money," the white-haired, blue-eyed youth said nonchalantly.

Becoming a hunter for money was a very common reason.

But he didn't look like someone lacking money; on the contrary, he looked like the type of person who treated money like dirt.

"And you?" Netero then looked at the blonde youth.

Maro Pelishia, a member of the Pelishia family, one of the world's largest mafia families.

Although the Hunter Association did not restrict applicant identities, this type of applicant was quite rare.

"I want to become the foremost Gourmet Hunter and make more delicious food," the blonde youth said with a smile, his eyes looking directly at Netero.

But when he looked at the white-haired youth, his gaze always drooped.

This meant that in Maro Pelishia's heart, the white-haired youth held a higher position than Netero?

And a member of a mafia family dreams of becoming a Gourmet Hunter...

Just like hearing that a member of the assassin family, the Zoldyck family, dreams of becoming someone beneficial to society... Awkward.

But it's interesting.

"I understand. Congratulations, you've passed," Netero said, stroking his beard twice before declaring them qualified with a swift decision.

"Ah, it's finally over," Su Wu stood up and stretched his limbs. "Speaking of which, how much money can I get by pawning a Hunter License?"

"Probably quite a few. Oh, hehe, I'm not too sure about that, being an old man," Chairman Netero said vaguely.

"Alright," Su Wu yawned and said nothing more.

January 11th, 1998. After enduring the exam and listening to the educational lecture from the mascot, Su Wu successfully obtained his Hunter License. A large portion of the credit for this goes to Hisoka, as he was the one who shortened the exam time by more than half.

After obtaining their Hunter Licenses, Su Wu and Maro didn't linger in the restaurant contracted by the Hunter Association. Instead, they immediately shouldered their bags and left.

"A place where money comes fast..." Su Wu stood on the bustling street, thinking.

The Heaven's Arena from the original story, it seems like I can make money there.

I think if I fight my way up to the 190th or 200th floor, I can get a prize money of over 200 million Geni?

They also have betting during matches, where you can bet on which side will win.

If Maro and I fight our way to the 190th floor, we'll get 400 million Geni, and if we bet in between...

Maybe a trip to Heaven's Arena will be enough to buy Ugly Treasure.

"Let's go to Heaven's Arena," he decided decisively.

Maro, of course, had no objections and excitedly accepted the decision.

In his heart, the adult he chose to follow was the strongest.

Even the Chairman of the Hunter Association was just old; if his adult wanted to, he could definitely become the Association Chairman too.

Therefore, every decision made by such a powerful adult was correct.

The two bought tickets for the nearest airship and took it to Heaven's Arena.

The building where Heaven's Arena is located is the fourth tallest building in the Hunter World, standing 991 meters tall with 251 floors.

It has a dedicated airship landing area, tens of thousands of visitors daily, and many spectators for every match.

Even for newcomers, there will be spectators cheering them on or booing them from below.

Furthermore, tickets for matches above the 200th floor are hard to come by.

It's safe to say that Heaven's Arena is a place that makes a fortune every day.

"This is my first time here... there are so many people..." Maro looked around.

As soon as they entered the gate, they saw many people dressed in various martial arts uniforms.

The line to register at the front desk already stretched to the entrance.

In the rest area nearby, many people who had already registered sat there, waiting for match notifications to be broadcast.

Ah... queuing is so boring, I don't want to do it at all.

Su Wu, with Maro, cut straight to the front of the line, ignoring the dark and angry gazes of the crowd behind them. He filled out the registration form and handed it to the front desk lady, who was accustomed to this situation and maintained a perfect, polite smile.

"There are no special rules for the matches. As long as you defeat your opponent within the time limit, you win, regardless of the method used."

"Please wait in the rest area for a moment, and we will arrange your first match," the front desk lady said.