Satotz couldn't help but pat his forehead.
"When he pulled out that item earlier, I simply categorized him as a Conjurer without realizing he was the Tool Master..."
Satotz' tone was filled with awe. "One of the so-called 'Five Great Nen Users of the World,' on the sa level as Chairman Netero, Mr. Ging, and Botobai."
"No wonder he was able to teach Kastro and is so familiar with Chairman Netero..."
Buhara instantly understood everything.
All the previously surprising aspects now seed completely normal.
If Morin's own strength was that formidable, then everything made sense.
"I thought this Tool Master would be a reclusive hermit hidden in the mountains, at least sixty or seventy years old, but it turns out..."
Satotz shook his head, "He's so young."
"You can't judge a book by its cover!"
Buhara swallowed the food in his mouth and nodded repeatedly.
Both of them were imrsed in the shock of this revelation, trying to digest it.
"What are you two doing???"
nchi, seeing the two in such a state, had a cross-shaped vein bulging on her forehead.
"Why didn't Chairman Netero inform us in advance that such a powerful and dangerous person was participating in the Hunter Exam?!"
"Uh... actually, the Chairman did tell us, didn't he?"
Buhara recalled Netero's instructions before they ca.
"I don't care!!"
nchi slamd the table with her hand, making a loud noise.
"I think Chairman Netero is just laughing at us!!"
Well, she wasn't entirely wrong about that.
"I'm going to have a serious talk with the Chairman!!"
"Forget it, nchi. Anyway, it's all over now... don't go, nchi!"
"Let go of !!"
nchi and Buhara started squabbling again.
Satotz shook his head slightly at the sight.
"Truly unexpected individuals are participating in the Hunter Exam.
"Hmm, I should remind Lippo and the others about this."
With that thought, Satotz picked up the phone.
anwhile, in a spacious room, Netero, having changed out of his training clothes into a tracksuit, was rcilessly teasing Killua and Gon with a ball.
"It seems you still haven't managed it."
The result of the ball-snatching was evident from Leorio, who was sweating profusely and collapsed on the ground, and Kurapika, whose face was covered in sweat and was panting heavily. As for Gon and Killua, they were still relentlessly launching attacks on Netero.
Moreover, their goal had shifted from simply grabbing the ball to making Netero use his right hand and left foot.
Killua, unable to bear the thought of potentially killing soone for the ball, left first.
As for Gon~
Gon could only puff up his cheeks and continue his efforts to make Netero use his right hand and left foot.
Ti flew by swiftly.
The sun gradually rose from the edge of the horizon, signaling the start of a new day and the beginning of a new round of tests.
At this mont, it was already 9:30, an hour and a half later than the scheduled arrival ti.
This delay was to allow Gon, who had struggled all night and finally succeeded in making Netero use his right hand and left foot, to get a good rest. When the airship slowly landed on a towering pillar, a prompt sounded, instructing the examinees to disembark as they had reached their destination.
As the examinees gradually gathered at the top of the Trick Tower, Mr. Beans was already waiting for them.
"This is the top of the Trick Tower, the starting point of the third test."
Mr. Beans explained the test details: "The examiner asked to inform everyone... about the next test content."
"You must reach the ground alive within a ti limit of seventy-two hours."
He extended one of his little fingers, "There is one thing the examiner wants to tell everyone."
He said, "You cannot descend from the outside of the Trick Tower. Any examinee who attempts this will be deed 'unqualified.'"
"Can't go down from the outside?"
The other examinees raised their eyebrows at this.
The examinee wearing number 6, who looked like a top-notch climber, seed a bit disappointed.
With an additional rule in place,
Morin also put away the "Bamboo Dragonfly" he had taken out.
Originally, he could have easily passed this round of tests by using the "Bamboo Dragonfly."
But he didn't expect Lippo to add another condition.
"Is it because of ?"
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Morin sensed the surveillance caras around him and slightly turned his head. anwhile, in a room on the first floor of the Trick Tower,
"Crunch."
The warden of the Trick Tower, the chief examiner for the third round, and bounty hunter Lippo was munching on a daifuku while watching the scenes of the examinees on the Trick Tower projected on the surveillance screens as if he were watching a movie.
"There are two kids among the examinees this ti, Chief." "Must be luck, right?" Behind Lippo, two guards in blue prison uniforms stood like door guards on either side of his chair, echoing each other.
"You can't be sure of that. The Hunter Exam isn't that simple. Anyone who makes it to the third round, even if they're kids, isn't ordinary."
"That's true. It's impossible to have such good luck for two consecutive rounds." The two agreed on this point.
"But Chief, why did you add a rule that they can't go down from the outside?" The guard on the left asked, puzzled.
"The sky around the prison is filled with man-eating birds. The examinees have no chance of passing from the outside. Isn't our warning redundant?" "Yeah, aren't we being too considerate of them?" The guard on the right chid in.
"For ordinary examinees, the outside is indeed impassable, but..." Lippo picked up a chocolate stick and placed it in his mouth. "For that particular examinee, it's uncertain." Lippo tapped a few tis on the panel in front of him.
Instantly, several screens displayed the face of a person from different angles and distances. "Number 406?" The two guards looked at the person their boss seed particularly concerned about on the screen, feeling puzzled.
"This examinee doesn't seem particularly impressive?" "Yeah, aside from being a bit younger, more handso, more dashing, and more charismatic... there's nothing else special about him." "Exactly! He's far inferior to our boss!!" The two continued their exaggerated praise, which Lippo ignored.
"this is one of the 'Five Great Nen sers of the World' that Chairman Netero acknowledged." Lippo adjusted his glasses. "One of the world's strongest five, the so-called 'Tool Master'..." He squinted his eyes, seriously scrutinizing Morin.
After Satotz called him and explained the situation, he was quite shocked and surprised. "I thought it was just another ordinary examinee participating, at most soone like Hisoka to watch out for, but I didn't expect..." Lippo mused,
"Among a group of pythons, a dragon has slipped in." "This ti, I need to pay close attention to the arrangents." With this thought, Lippo picked up the phone again: "Are you ready over there?" "Ready!" A man's steady yet slightly excited voice ca from the other end.
"Good, I'll assign Hisoka to your area. Handle it as you see fit." "Thank you!!" The voice on the other end seed to exhale a breath of relief. "Hope you survive it." After saying this, Lippo hung up the phone.
"Next, it's ti to make arrangents for this more noteworthy examinee!"
When Lippo learned from Satotz that Morin was participating in the Hunter Exam, he was genuinely shocked. In his mind, a world-class powerhouse like that could simply ask Netero for a Hunter License.
Although it's said that only by passing the exam can one obtain a license, it's evident that in this world, the strong enjoy privileges. As soone who oversees this prison, Lippo had seen countless such cases.
Therefore, upon hearing that Morin was coming to his Trick Tower, he felt a bit troubled after the initial shock. How should one arrange for such a figure most reasonably?
He wasn't trying to curry favor but was worried about whether his Trick Tower would be dismantled. Lippo had heard from Satotz how Morin had playfully toyed with nchi. What if Morin got upset and tore down his Trick Tower?
Strong individuals often have peculiar temperants, and those on the sa level as Netero are not only unpredictable but also possess imnse strength and destructive power.
Fortunately, according to Satotz, Morin is Kastro's ntor, a person of decorum and understanding, capable of normal communication.
Well, if that's the case, it's sowhat reassuring. The thod to pass the Trick Tower is simple: examinees must find the chanism leading down from the top of the tower and proceed step by step to the bottom.
Along the way, various prisoners serve as temporary examiners, posing challenges to the examinees. These prisoners are promised a one-year sentence reduction for every hour they manage to delay an examinee.
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