Greed Island X The Earthen Grave X Nubia's Rage

The antique metal ring rolled out of the mud and gently tapped among the pebbles at the bottom of the pit, making a crisp, delicate sound.

Jiang Ye bent down and picked it up from the soil.

The ring was covered with a thin layer of dust, and its band was engraved with a fine, strange spiral pattern. The metal was dark and heavy, and the design was not fancy.

But the moment Jiang Ye's fingertips traced the patterns, his pupils suddenly contracted.

He held the ring up to his eyes, carefully examining every engraving on its surface in the dim light filtering in from outside the container.

The more I looked, the more turbulent my emotions became.

"It's this thing..."

Jiang Ye murmured softly.

This ring is a key item that runs through the main storyline of Hunter x Hunter: Greed Island's entrance ring!

Greed Island is a Nen Ability game world painstakingly constructed by the world's top Nen user.

It is not an ordinary video game, but a real, otherworldly secret realm constructed by thought.

To enter that land, one must possess this specially made entry ring.

Without the ring, even if the location is known, ordinary people, and even ordinary Nen user, cannot even touch the boundaries of that game.

At auctions on the underground black market, these items command shockingly high prices, with billions of Jenny being a common occurrence.

Even Milluki Zoldyck Family of the Zoldyck Family, the young master who possessed countless rare collectibles and squandered his wealth, longed for Greed Island and spent huge sums of money trying to buy his way in, but to no avail.

Who would have thought that such a treasure, existing only in legends, would be buried beneath the wasteland of Meteor City, resting here forever alongside the body of this bounty hunter?

Jiang Ye gently stroked the spiral engraving on the ring with his fingertips, a sense of eager anticipation rising in his heart.

On Greed Island, countless rare cards, secret techniques, treasures, special Nen Ability, and the unique wonders and opportunities of that land all tempted him.

If he could personally set foot on Greed Island, whether to search for resources to enhance his Qi or to acquire various rare items, it would be of immeasurable value to the current Rust Remains Alliance and to himself.

Previously, he only knew the dead bounty hunter as someone who possessed a large amount of treasure and a Hunter License.

But now it seems that this person has far more to offer than just this.

This bounty hunter must have gone through countless hardships to obtain the entrance ring for Greed Island.

But before he could even set off for the game world, he was pursued by a powerful enemy and fled all the way to District 13, where he ultimately perished.

The treasure, the Hunter License, and the Greed Island ring were all buried with him in the ground.

Jiang Ye sighed inwardly.

Bounty hunters are indeed hidden talents; you never know what kind of extraordinary opportunities a bounty hunter walking in the shadows might be carrying.

Jiang Ye composed himself and stopped thinking about it.

With a slight flick of his wrist, shadows surged beneath his feet, and he steadily stored the entry ring in his Shadow Space, placing it alongside the gems, gold nuggets, and Hunter License he had just acquired.

All three substantial gains fell into his hands.

After doing all this, Jiang Ye looked again at the mangled remains in the pit.

The treasures, licenses, and rings were all left behind by the deceased, but the body should not continue to be exposed among the dirt and rubble.

Jiang Ye bent down and carefully lifted the bounty hunter's body.

The ye flapped its wings, its huge claws tearing open a clean, sheltered slope away from the waste dump. Jiang Ye gently placed the remains there, then personally filled in and buried them with handfuls of soil.

Instead of an ornate tombstone, he found a flat, thick piece of discarded steel plate, polished it simply, and placed it in front of the grave, making it a makeshift cenotaph.

"I accept the opportunity you've sought your entire life."

Jiang Ye stood before the earthen grave and spoke in a low voice.

"Rest in peace here."

After saying this, he took one last look at the newly erected mound, then turned and walked away.

At the same time, in Fifth District, at the headquarters of the Dawn Society.

Inside the conference room of the old bank building, thick bulletproof steel windows blocked out the natural light, and only a few dim wall lamps were lit in the room.

Nubia, dressed in a long black coat, stood before the head of the long table, his face so gloomy it seemed as if water could drip from it.

Inside the room, the core members of the Dawn Society stood with their hands at their sides, not daring to breathe.

It had been quite some time since he had sent Bo Tong as an envoy to District 13.

The spies sent out to follow up reported back that Bo Tong and his group had completely lost all contact after entering District 13; they had vanished without a trace, neither alive nor dead.

At first, Nubia patiently waited for news, but as time passed, no reply came back.

By this point, he had already made up his mind.

Bo Tong, along with his entourage, has died in District 13.

"Good, very good."

Nubia's chest heaved violently, his deep voice suppressing a raging fire, his knuckles clenched so tightly they cracked.

Previously, Tie Liao, whom he had planted in District 13, was killed by that twelve-year-old boy.

Now, the envoy he officially sent has also disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace of his remains.

They have suffered repeated losses of their own personnel, and even dared to attack diplomatic envoys.

This is more than just a conflict; it's a resounding slap in the face to the Dawn Society and to Nubia itself!

A vagrant who rose from the bottom, a gang that had just been cobbled together, dared to so blatantly disregard the authority of the Dawn Society.

A violent killing intent slowly emanated from Nubia, and the temperature in the entire conference hall seemed to drop accordingly.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he took a sudden step forward, the hem of his heavy black coat swinging violently.

"The Rust Remains Alliance, a mere brat, does he really Dawn Society can't do anything to him?!"

He abruptly turned his head to look at his men standing solemnly on both sides of the room, and shouted orders in a booming voice.

"Everyone, listen up!"

"Gather your men immediately!"

"Get your weapons and ammunition ready, and come with me to District 13!"