Chapter Fifty-Nine: Nitro
At night, Lucy sat cross-legged on the bed and browsed the messages on his phone.
"The East Chapter of "Travels in the New World" has been collected, and the pastor is quite capable, but the West Chapter is still missing...... Don't even write the western chapter yet. β
"Based on the records of the Eastern Chapter alone, you can only have a preliminary understanding of the appearance of the Dark Continent, and if you want to understand it deeply, you still have to rely on those few people who have explored the Dark Continent."
He threw away his phone, and the whole person sank into the soft quilt.
"It's a pity that neither Nitro nor Jag Beat the Enemy is something that can be dealt with right now. As for Don Fulix, the kind of pervert who may have lived for three hundred years should be more terrifying than Nitro, right? β
"Sure enough, I can only start with Lin Nie......"
Lynn Oldenburg, the oldest female professional hunter in the association. This old woman secretly traveled to the Dark Continent with Nitro and Jaeg Beat the Enemy when she was young and survived.
Although food hunters often sneak into the lairs of predators in search of ingredients and fight poachers, they are all skilled hunters, but they are not the kind of bounty hunters who are known for their intuitive force. As long as Lin Nie was not a monster of Nitro's level, with the assistance of the priest and others, Lucy was sure to capture her.
"It's just...... That old woman must have a good relationship with Nitro, but if Nitro knew, it would be a bad situation. β
Thinking of this, Lucy couldn't help but sigh. Although he is now considered the best among the people with mental ability, he is still far from enough compared to the level of the world's five greatest mental ability.
"It's a headache, if I had the strength of Nitro, why bother to find out the intelligence of the Dark Continent, I would have already led someone to find the [Leader] of the New World."
Fingers unconsciously tapped on the futon, and Lucie glanced out the door, notwithstanding the door, he noticed something, and then snorted boringly:
"Forget it, I'm looking forward to it, go to sleep."
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"Smack!"
The sound of bubbles bursting echoed in the passage.
A fat man with a freckled face and a watermelon head punctured a small ball with a black mist structure, then looked at the black mist wrapped around his hand, and said in a daze:
"I've been discovered, what's next, Pariston?"
As he spoke, he tried to shake off the black mist on his hands, but the black mist seemed to have life, not only did not disperse, but condensed into a wisp and drilled into his ears.
This made the watermelon head startled, and he hurriedly released his thoughts, and it took a lot of mental power to disperse the black mist.
During this process, Pariston did not react, just looked at the night sky outside the window, and did not turn back until the watermelon head was a little breathless:
"Actually, I don't mean to trouble him, to be precise, I don't want to be with him now."
The watermelon head opened his mouth, and it took a long time to react: "Didn't you bring me here to solve him?" β
"Hehe," Pariston smiled noncommittally, and said lightly: "You haven't read the information I sent before, not to mention whether you can take him down, and if you have a conflict with him at this altitude, once the airship is damaged, he can walk away, what should we do?" β
ββ¦β¦ Oh, too, the intelligence shows that guy has the ability to fly, which is really tricky. Watermelon scratched his head and asked, "Then why did you call me here, Nitro is back, there are some things that need to be covered, and the assistant is very busy." β
Hearing the word "Nitro", an inexplicable look appeared in Pariston's eyes, which quickly disappeared. He spread his hands and said helplessly, "I'm just curious about him and want to come and visit, but it seems that he is full of malice towards us." β
"If you meet him alone, it will definitely get out of control, after all, judging from his past deeds, he is a barrel of explosives, just a little bit."
The expression on Watermelon's face gradually became serious, he glanced at the door at the end of the passage, lowered his voice and said:
"You seem a little jealous?"
Pariston shrugged: "I already have a toy, and I really don't want to add another until I get tired of it - even if you don't consider Potter White behind him, he's good enough to sit at the table and shuffle with us." β
"Besides, isn't the president back, I won't be bored anymore for a long time, so why provoke him."
The watermelon head was silent for a while, as if digesting the meaning of Pariston's words, and finally nodded: "I understand, in the future, I will restrain the people of the co-dean and try to stay away from him." β
Pariston smiled and patted the watermelon on the shoulder: "Let's go, everyone has expressed their position, so don't be bored." You will go back tomorrow when the airship arrives at the test venue, which is more important than the affairs of the continent. β
"Each of you has the special skills necessary to deal with the unknown and cruel environment, and when Bijande finds the queen ant and detonates the situation through the chimeric ants, it will be your time to appear. Until then, I will be wronged that you continue to lurk in the co-ordination. β
Although tonight's goal was not achieved, it didn't seem to affect Pariston's mood, and he smiled and walked in the direction he came.
"The first thing the president should do when he comes back is to make up for the attrition of the twelve earthly branches, and let our people fight for it to see if we can get a seat from it."
"Understood."
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Hunters' Guild Headquarters.
A dwarf, noseless creature with a head like a green bean kept walking around the room, muttering something in its mouth.
Yinda sat on the sofa with a bucket of potato chips, and because of his huge size, the whole sofa could barely accommodate him. Looking at the anxious mung bean man, Yinda said angrily while chewing potato chips: "Bean noodles, you blocked the TV." β
The mung bean man was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly dodged away: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yinda." β
"Doumen, you are too out of shape, you don't have the bearing of an association official at all! Also, Yinda, the sound of your eating is noisy! β
The voice was a young woman sitting at the conference table, dressed in a swan suit, with long hair at the back of her head but coiled into a cocktail, looking like a rough lady. Hearing her complain, the girl who wore a pair of round-rimmed glasses and decorated her nose like a dog's nose closed the book in her hand:
"Because the president is coming back, that's why Doumian is so excitedβ you."
The man wearing a cow's hat in the corner of the room touched his chin and joined in: "Three twelve earthly branches died this time, and the president came back early because of this, how will I talk to him later?" β
"Those three wastes are not strong, no one can blame them, even if they are used as sparring partners, they are not qualified." Shen Monkey said with a nonchalant face: "I didn't think I should let them join before, and I don't know what the president thinks, it's better to die now." β
"Phew!"
Potter Bai in the center of the conference table suddenly smashed his fist on the table, and he looked at Shen Monkey and said in a deep voice: "Are you questioning the president's decision, Journey to the West?" β
Shen Monkey was obviously lacking in confidence when facing Potter Bai, and although he still looked so rebellious, he didn't speak again. And just then, the door was opened.
"Oh, ho, ho, the old man will make trouble as soon as you are gone."
An old man in a kimono with a silver ponytail walked in with a smile, followed by an equally dusty hedgehog-headed young man.
"President!"
The bean-faced man shouted excitedly, trotted all the way to the old man, bowed down:
"Welcome back, you've done a great job!"
Almost at the same time, the remaining twelve earthly branches in the room, whether it was the angry Potter Bai or the snack Yinda, all stood up and looked at the old man with admiration, as if they had found the backbone.
With this old man here, all the problems that the association has encountered recently can be solved, and the Pariston gang will not be able to make a big wave no matter what.
Just because this old man is the president of the Hunters' Association, the strongest telepathic in the world today, Nitro!