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After walking for only a few minutes, even he felt a little bit sunburned...
But within half an hour, he found his destination... an amusement park that was open for business.
The boss was a bald middle-aged man, leaning listlessly at the ticket window, blowing a fan.
Hmm...business is very bad, there's no one at the door.
Long knocked on the glass...
"The ticket prices and available attractions are listed above, just take a look for yourself." The middle-aged man said lazily, lifting his eyelids with difficulty.
"Do I need a code word? I'm here to take the Hunter Exam..."
Hazy spoke.
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man's expression changed. He sat up and stared at him straight.
Hunter exam... The Association has just started, the preliminaries have just begun... This guy...
"Yes, I passed the preliminary selection... Although there is no tour guide who has passed the examination to lead the way, I think it should be okay..." Long hooked the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose with his fingers, revealing his eyes and blinking at the former, "Otherwise, how would I know the place?"
"..."
At this moment, Biscuit, who was somewhere, sneezed for no reason.
After Long and the middle-aged man stared at each other for a few seconds, the man said dryly: "Let's go in, Indoor Hall No. 3!"
"Thank you."
Long raised his hand.
At this moment, the middle-aged man suddenly threw something over. Long reached out to catch it, and when he looked closely, he found it was a number plate.
001 number.
"Good luck."
The middle-aged man watched Long's figure enter the amusement park, and touched his chin with his hand. His intuition told him... there was something fishy about this candidate! But there was nothing he could do... The Hunter Exam did not have clear regulations that required a tour guide. Basically, those who could find this place were those who had passed the final preliminaries.
It was the first time he saw something so fast!
From the preliminaries on, even if you don't do the mission, you still have to hurry on...
On the other side, Long walked into Hall 3.
It was empty inside, the lights were on, there was nothing... but the temperature was cool.
He just came to take a look. There is a deadline before the real assessment, so he can just come back then. There is no need to wait.
After thinking about it, he turned around and left.
"Cough cough cough..."
At this moment, a voice suddenly echoed in the museum.
someone!
Long's pupils shrank, but he didn't notice it at all.
Chapter 60 The Old Guy and the Little Guy
On the corridor on the second floor of the museum, a powerful and slightly mischievous voice came, "Wow, wow, wow... did you get scared?"
"..."
Hearing the noise, Long's tense body suddenly relaxed.
He knew that his strength was still far from the top, but he shouldn't be so weak that anyone picked up from the street could fool him... At least, it was impossible for ordinary hunters in the association to deceive his perception, unless they were guys with special related abilities.
Otherwise...even Biscuit would find it difficult to do it.
But if it's this person, then it's fine...
Long turned around and looked at the shadow that jumped down from the second floor and landed on the ground.
President of the Hunter Association, Isaac Netero.
The iconic gown, the iconic bun, the big earlobes and long eyebrows, and the wooden clogs...
The old man was very happy with the "surprise" he created. He stared at Long's expression, blinking like a child, feeling a little proud.
"I never thought that a small character like me could be personally welcomed by the president of the Hunter Association... Should I be happy or be careful?" Long put one hand on his waist and covered his forehead with the other hand, sighing.
After finishing speaking, he took a deep breath on purpose.He made a big fuss and said, "You don't think you want to disqualify me from the exam, do you? It's not necessary... There is no clear regulation, and I must participate in the preliminary selection."
I'm kidding.
Yun Gu had mentioned before that Bisiji had contacted the president, but he didn't take it seriously. So when the old man really showed up, he was still very surprised... It also means that the other party guessed that he would be the first to arrive at the venue.
"With your ability, becoming a hunter is a foregone conclusion. If it weren't for the fact that it would be unfair to other candidates and it wouldn't be good if the news got out... there would be no problem even if I directly gave you a hunter license." The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile.
"Don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped!"
Long looked serious and immediately stretched out his hand, not being polite at all, "Give it to me..."
Netero closed his eyes and pretended to ignore it. "Young man... don't be so anxious. Many things... if you reach the end so quickly, you lose the fun. Life is about enjoying the process." After saying that, he opened one eye. "It's just like you joining a gang... if you were directly made into an old man, what motivation would you have? You wouldn't even experience your own growth..."
There's something else behind your words, old ghost!
Long heard it and raised the corner of his mouth: "So... you came all the way to see me, are you trying to confirm my intentions? You think that in my mind, the Hunter Association and the Mafia are the same..."
"There are many reasons to become a hunter... Everyone has different goals, which is normal." Netero shook his head and said calmly: "I came to see you... purely because I have been free recently... nothing to do, and Biscuit kept talking about you to me... so, I came..."
Looking at the old man picking his ears, Long was a little speechless.
He knew what kind of character he was facing, and was wary of Netero in his heart... This was a subconscious reaction. He could clearly sense that the old man was hiding something from his previous sentence, but his answer in the next second was so sincere... It was simply... hard to figure out.
Difficult...
"what…"
Netero blew on his little finger after it had been tucked in his ear, and just as he had Alzheimer's disease, he responded and looked at Long, "Did you misunderstand? Don't be so serious... In fact, even if you want to use the association to become a hunter, it's normal. I personally welcome it... If you can do it, it would be even better!"
"Tsk."
Long showed the unique reaction when he was unhappy.
This old guy is... a bit annoying.
Netero's usual personality is like that of an old child. The twelve earthly branches in the association, including Pariston, are actually his "playmates", including Biscuit. Playmates here refer to...people who can entertain him.
Long didn't want to be targeted by this old guy before he even joined the association...
"Oh no! I suddenly remembered that there is something I haven't done... Thank you for coming to see me. Bye, I'll be leaving first! We'll talk later..." Having made up his mind, Long's expression changed, he suddenly slapped his head and said in an anxious tone.
Then, he waved his hand, turned around and was about to run away.
But the moment he turned around, Netero suddenly appeared behind him strangely, "Wow... Impolite little guy, I am such an old man, but I came here just to see you... and you left before we could say a few words, leaving me here alone..."
"You sound so happy... but it doesn't seem as bad as you say..."
Half of his eyes were revealed from behind the hazy edge of his sunglasses, and his pupils looked solemn.
Almost at the same time as Netero got close, his mental energy burst out.
Because... the old man's anger was intentionally provoking him and provoking him...
Swish!
In an instant, Oboro took a stance and suddenly looked back. A black shadow exploded in front of Oboro, and his two arms were like stirring iron rods, smashing towards Netero's position.
Not surprisingly, the only thing that was stirred up was the airflow...
Hazy's vision brightened, and when he looked up, he saw that his sunglasses had been taken off by the old man and put on his face. He jumped back on one foot and said happily: "Wow... Not only do you not care about the lonely old man, but you are now ready to take action..."
After saying that, he fiddled with the sunglasses curiously, "How do they look? Do they fit me well?"
"Looks like there's no way to escape... I knew you came here for no good reason... Why don't you just say you want to test my skills..." Long's attack missed, and after standing still, he slowly took off his coat, slowly rolled up his sleeves, and at the same time released his mental energy to the maximum.
A thought flashed through his mind.
I was fooled by Biscuit!
That old woman!
Clearly revenge...
At this moment, a blonde girl who was shopping in a commercial street far away was whistling with a happy look on her face.
"Hehehe... I haven't exercised for a long time. My arms and legs are old. It's rare for me to meet a younger person who can play with me and help me loosen my bones... You won't refuse this request from an old man, right?" Netero also began to move his shoulders, and changed the subject, "Besides, aren't you enjoying it too? Your expression says it all..."
That’s right, Long’s expression was full of excitement and passionate fighting spirit.
It's totally different from his dissatisfied tone.
"It is a rare opportunity to fight against the most powerful Nen user in the world!"
Long walked towards Netero step by step.
"I'm getting old... If it were a few decades ago, I would still dare to call myself the strongest... But not now. There are more and more outstanding young people like you, and sooner or later I will have to hand over the baton to my old bones."
Netero said this seemingly modestly.
Then, his momentum suddenly rose, and his voice and tone changed, "Before that... you must have the ability to make me abdicate... If you can't do it, then just stay down there! You little guys are not the only ones with ambitions..."
Whoosh!
In response to him, there was a sharp sound and a cold face flashed towards him.
Chapter 61 The Old Man’s Opinion
"You have stayed in the mountains for too long, it's time to come down..."
Long came in front of Netero and said in a cold voice.
His lower limbs sank, and his black suit pants were suddenly stretched out by his muscles and became tight.
At the same time, after the mental power in the whole body surged vigorously, it suddenly contracted, forming a kind of flowing "armor" on the surface of the body.
"Oh?"