When many people share the sa idea, the effort needed to fuel the flas becos extrely low.
The turmoil erupted instantly. Although the insect swarm was still ravaging the area, many examinees jumped out.
They weren't necessarily targeting Law specifically, as they just wanted to seize the opportunity to cause a stir, hoping for a chance to restart the exam.
The bald examiner stood up, crossed his arms, and glared coldly at the examinees who were making a commotion. He roared, "You eliminated losers, why are you still hanging around here? Get as far away as possible, right now!"
His words were like a stone causing a thousand waves, firm and leaving no room for negotiation, agitating the group of eliminated examinees.
A small number of examinees, disregarding the consequences, attempted to interfere with other examinees who were still undergoing the test. More people charged directly toward Law.
There was no collective agreent, no prior coordination.
Because Law wasn't affected by the insect swarm, he beca the trigger for the chaos.
Before the test began, how could the bald examiner have anticipated this?
Suddenly, he recalled that examiners from previous years had ntioned there would be a troubleso and annoying person during the test.
'Could it be this guy?'
There was no ti to think it through or figure out how to respond. Seeing the examinees' actions becoming increasingly out of line, he imdiately let out a thunderous roar.
The sound, like a lion's roar, echoed through the area, startling large flocks of birds into flight.
The examinees trying to fish in troubled waters were stunned into place by the roar. The chaos within the venue temporarily ceased, leaving only the rustling sound of the swarming insects.
A mont later, an arrogant examinee brushed off the insects on his body and pointed at Law, demanding, "He must have known the exam's content in advance. That's why he applied sothing like insect repellent powder on himself."
Law glanced at the person out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
'If I were really cheating, would I be so obvious about it?'
Since one of the exam's rules was not to speak, Law didn't bother to explain. Even if he were allowed to speak, he wouldn't have bothered.
Maintaining order in the examination venue had nothing to do with him.
The question raised by the arrogant examinee was also sothing the bald examiner wanted to clarify.
First, he needed to determine whether it was a coincidence.
"What do you have to say about this?" The bald examiner asked, looking at Law.
"…"
Law gave him a dead-fish stare.
Tonpa watched gleefully.
Once words are spoken, they're like spilled water… impossible to take back.
The bald examiner suddenly rembered that one of the test rules was not to speak. Feeling slightly awkward, he coughed a few tis and said in a deep voice, "In my capacity as the examiner, I grant you the right to speak and explain."
Law sighed softly. The first thing he said was, "The test question you ca up with is too amateurish."
Every year, the examiners for the Hunter Exam are mbers of the Hunter Association, and each person can only serve as an examiner once. The test questions are all designed by the examiners.
In previous exams, there have been many bizarre test questions, and there was even an incident where all the examinees were eliminated in the first round.
Law ca to take the exam to transform the book pages, but after seeing the test question designed by the bald examiner, he felt that this year's attempt to transform the book pages was dood to fail.
This examiner only considered how to test the examinees' endurance and resilience but lacked rigor in the rules, without much thorough consideration. The only rit was the high elimination rate.
Most importantly, he couldn't transform any of the book pages from this first round.
Hearing Law's words, the bald examiner's face twitched, 'The exam had been going just fine until you had to be different from everyone else… otherwise, why would all these troubles arise?'
"These insects are called itch mites, a relatively unique insect in this forest. They are particularly fond of human sweat. The tree the examiner is standing on is called a Malberry Tree. When its sap seeps into the bark, it produces a scent that itch mites detest."
Law had already decided to abandon his plan to transform the book pages in this year's exam. He planned to say a few more words and then leave with Tonpa.
"This environnt isn't suitable for human habitation, but there are still a few indigenous people here. If you were willing to spend so ti interacting with them, obtaining so-called insect repellent powder wouldn't be difficult."
Law took out a small bottle and balanced it on his index finger.
"Lastly, why did the examiner specifically cut down a tree to use as a foothold? And why go out of his way to choose a Malberry Tree?" At this point, Law looked at the arrogant examinee who had raised the question and said calmly, "Even if you lack knowledge, weren't these two points enough to catch your attention?"
The arrogant examinee's expression changed, and he was about to say sothing when he heard Law continue.
"Actually, when it cos down to it, this test question just isn't very well designed. If you have any complaints, take them up with the examiner."
Law opened the bottle and sprinkled all the remaining powdered, dried sap onto Tonpa.
The powder slowly settled on Tonpa's body, and the swarming insects fled from him as if they had seen a ghost.
After helping Tonpa repel the insects, Law went to his side, grabbed his collar without a word, and left the examination venue under the watchful eyes of the other examinees, whose gazes were filled with complex emotions.
The bald examiner rubbed his temples but had no grounds to stop Law.
At this mont, he was almost certain: this black-haired young man was definitely the super troubleso person the previous examiners had warned him about.
…
Being dragged out of the examination venue by Law, Tonpa didn't dare utter a word.
Law quickly walked several kiloters before finally setting Tonpa down.
"Can I go now?" Tonpa asked cautiously.
"No."
Law looked at him and smiled, "Didn't I say? I have sothing good to share with you."
"I don't want it." Tonpa said with an uneasy smile.
Law reached out, placed his hand on Tonpa's shoulder, and said seriously, "I'm afraid you don't have a choice."
Before the words had fully settled, Law channeled his Aura into Tonpa's body. With precise control, he guided his Aura, gently opening all the Aura Nodes in Tonpa's body.
Silently, Tonpa's body felt as if a floodgate had been opened. The Aura inside him surged out like a torrent, rushing uncontrollably from his body.
Using a gentle thod to open soone's Aura Nodes carries certain risks. If the person cannot learn to close the pores quickly or bind the leaking Nen to their body's surface, they will suffer extre physical depletion due to excessive Aura loss.
In fact, damaging the body's foundation is common, and it's even possible to exhaust one's life energy and die.
"What did you do?!"
Tonpa watched as white light erupted from his body, feeling his strength continuously draining away.
Because his Aura Nodes had been opened, and Aura was raging throughout his body, Tonpa could also see the Aura.
"This is called Aura. You can think of it as life energy. I forcibly opened countless tiny pores in your body, so your life energy is leaking out."
Law didn't explain Nen Abilities but revealed a dangerous smile, "If you don't learn to close those pores quickly or suppress the leaking life energy, you might… die, you know."
Things that threaten life have always been able to push people to their limits.
Seeing Law's dangerous smile, Tonpa felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his entire body turning cold.
Law, on the other hand, remained detached. If Tonpa had any talent, it was his instinct for sensing danger.
Nen Users develop their Nen Ability based on their personal needs, integrating their talents into it, making the effects even greater.
So, Law was very curious about what kind of Nen Ability Tonpa would develop.
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