"Are you there, Morin?"
Ging called directly.
As soon as the call connected, he got straight to the point: "I heard from the Old man that you got hold of V5's recent activities from him.
"The explosion of the fishing boat this ti, was it your doing?"
Though phrased as a question, his tone was one of certainty.
"It was ."
Morin didn't bother to hide it.
"Speaking of which, you're already one of the Zodiacs, why aren't you attending the etings?"
"It really was you!!"
Ging's voice suddenly rose a bit. "That kind of thing isn't important. Just the Zodiacs, if you want the position, I can give it to you!!"
Just the Zodiacs...
Morin silently recorded Ging's words, planning to send them to Kastro, Kanzai and cluck later.
"You actually have the ability to control dia, no, is it a tool?!"
Ging's voice was a bit excited. "You really have all kinds of tools with various effects!!"
"How about lending it to ?"
He stated his purpose bluntly.
"Lend it to you?"
Morin asked, puzzled, "You don't have anything to promote, do you? Wasn't the report on the Ruluka ruins enough to push you into the global spotlight?"
"That's not what I ant!!"
Ging said seriously, "Achievents don't matter, what I care about is my reputation! Do you understand reputation?!!"
"Reputation?!"
Morin was surprised, "Soone like you actually cares about reputation?!!"
"What kind of tone is that?!"
Ging was displeased with Morin's tone.
"Why, can't I improve my reputation a bit?"
So you do know your reputation isn't great, huh?
Morin silently mocked in his heart.
"No, that's not what I ant."
He said, "I an, soone like you, would care about others' opinions?"
"Of course I don't mind~!"
Ging blurted out, but the next second, he scratched his head:
"But if I can improve it, why not?"
He tugged at the small beard on his chin, "Do you think I'm the type who likes being scolded and criticized by others?"
"I think you are."
Morin replied seriously.
If you weren't, how could you attract so much trouble and hatred from so many people?
Ging: "..."
That really hit the heart!!
But fortunately, with Ging's thick skin and resilience, he just grumbled a bit internally and didn't say much more.
He continued, "Although I don't mind people talking behind my back, if I can use a tool to improve the situation, why wouldn't I?
"I'm not a masochist, leaving such a good tool unused, unless I'm an idiot?"
1996, an extrely special year, on Whale Island, Ging's arrangents and the start of fate~
Yes, Ging isn't an idiot, and he knows there's a chance to change his reputation without having to change himself~
Such a good opportunity, of course, he wouldn't miss it.
However, for Ging's wishful thinking, Morin only gave him three words:
"Go away~"
Although Ging didn't understand Chinese, with his strong language learning ability, he knew it wasn't anything good.
"Forget it if you won't lend it."
He muttered to himself, "Oh, there's one more thing."
Almost turning into a father figure, Ging said seriously over the phone:
"Old man Netero asked to pass on a ssage to you..."
"This was done beautifully!!"
Ging said with a smile.
He forgot if this was Netero's exact words, but the aning was similar.
And he himself shared the sa thought as Netero.
So, since that's the case, expressing it in his own words was the sa~
"Old man Netero, huh?"
It seems that although Netero said he was in seclusion, he hadn't cut off contact with the outside world and was keeping an eye on external developnts.
In fact?
Morin guessed that the old man's so-called seclusion was just him taking off his training clothes, wearing a black vest, and playing dodgeball alone?
And when he got tired, he could leisurely enjoy a cold drink.
Living quite a comfortable life indeed.
While many people were contacting Morin, other mbers of the Phantom Troupe were also making their moves, causing trouble in various V5 countries.
However--
They looked at the destruction they caused, and the terrifying impact wasn't even a tenth of the effect of Morin's exploding dia.
No, not even one percent.
Several people instantly lost interest.
Compared to Morin, they didn't attract any attention, not even as a backdrop.
"If we had known, we should have let the deputy leader use a tool to teach V5 a lesson?"
Many mbers thought silently, then stopped their actions.
After all, with Morin around, and having caused such a big fishing boat effect, what they did was actually unnecessary.
A group of people who found it uninteresting stopped and went back to their usual activities.
Thus, amidst the world's clamor and unrest, ti continued to pass slowly, unstoppable.
It ca to 1996.
A very special year.
In this year, a mysterious person approached the Zoldyck family, intending to offer a high price to buy the lives of the Phantom Troupe.
But they were rejected by the Zoldyck family due to insufficient paynt.
When they offered the price for the Phantom Troupe, the mysterious person had to retreat.
Thanks to the Zoldyck family's good reputation over several generations, the mysterious person believed it wasn't a trick.
The Phantom Troupe was truly that troubleso.
"This is troubleso..."
The mysterious person from V5 muttered to themselves.
Even though a year had passed, the Kurta Clan massacre was still a hot topic worldwide, with a trend of growing more intense.
This also made V5 focus so attention on the Phantom Troupe.
Because from any angle, the Phantom Troupe had the motive to do this.
Although V5 didn't want to believe the Phantom Troupe had such capability and influence, they were currently the biggest suspects.
Back then, Morin was rated as one of the "World's Top Five Nen Users," known in the Hunter circle, and naturally, V5 could obtain the relevant information.
However, V5 didn't know that Morin was a mber of the Phantom Troupe.
Besides the Phantom Troupe itself and those close to Morin, only the Zodiacs knew.
And the Zodiacs naturally wouldn't reveal this to V5, not to ntion that V5's actions were already underhanded.
Moreover, Morin, as a criminal, was rated as one of the world's top five by their chairman Netero, which was a slap in the face to the Hunter Association, which always stood for justice.
They naturally wouldn't allow such a thing to happen.
They couldn't deal with Morin, so they chose to hide it from V5.
Thus, when V5 tried to get information from the Hunter Association, they found the results unsatisfactory.
So they decided to go all out and directly approached the Zoldyck family, the assassination experts, intending to make the Phantom Troupe disappear from the world.
However, what they didn't expect was?
The Zoldyck family also offered an extrely high price, shocking them into retreat.
It wasn't that V5 couldn't afford the price, but they understood that once the Zoldyck family offered such a price, it ant the target was soone even they couldn't handle.
Thus, even if they placed the order, it would be aningless.
However, the Zoldyck family's unusual behavior further deepened V5's suspicion of the Phantom Troupe.
Previously, during the Mosibia royal incident, Phantom Troupe mbers Chrollo, Uvogin, Nobunaga, Feitan, and Phinks were photographed.
So?
V5's vast national machinery began to move.
Their forces were gradually surrounding Chrollo and the others.
And amidst the external chaos~
On a certain peaceful and harmonious small island in the sea.
Here, the disputes of the outside world hadn't affected anyone, and everyone lived a calm and peaceful life.
In the forest of the island, a child with spiky hair, wearing a strange hat that stayed securely on his head, dressed in green clothes, was jumping around the forest.
Until he saw a lone little foxbear.
Huh? Are you the only bear here? Where did your mom and dad go?
The little boy picked up the little foxbear from the ground, playing and stroking its fur.
And just then--
Whoosh!!
A gust of wind suddenly ca from behind the little boy.
A huge and sturdy paw, with sharp claws glinting coldly at the tips, ca crashing down on the unsuspecting little boy.
Boom!
A loud sound of the ground shattering echoed, and the little boy's body was flung away.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch!!"
The little boy grimaced in pain.
If it weren't for his life-saving instincts kicking in at the last mont and his well-trained physique, he might have perished under that strike.
Even so, he had several sharp claw marks on his body.
"Roar!!"
The owner of the sharp claws, a massive foxbear exuding killing intent and malice, stared intently at the little boy.
Gi powaaa
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