Indeed, with an imagination on this scale, Ging's boldness and creativity were truly astonishing. Such unconventional, wildly imaginative ideas might well be the reason he was able to gather so many outstanding people around him.
This time, Roy's conversation with Dwun and List ended with both sides thoroughly satisfied.
Before Roy left, Dwun even personally escorted him to the door.
"Sorry, Roy-sensei. Because of the rules, we can't reveal any information related to how to obtain cards."
"That's your job. The most basic thing a game needs is fairness between players. Games where you can just throw money at them to get stronger and take shortcuts through the back door aren't much fun anyway~"
...Did that just take a shot at something?
"Hahaha, Roy-sensei really is different from everyone else. I knew I hadn't misjudged my idol." Dwun laughed happily, then asked shyly, "Um, Roy-sensei, could you give me an autograph and take a photo with me?"
"Of course!"
...
Waving his hand, Dwun watched Roy's figure disappear into the sky. Only then did he reluctantly pull his gaze back. Looking at the two autographs and the photo in his hands, he was grinning so hard his face looked like a flower in bloom.
"Hahaha! Two autographs—one of them goes to Elena. As for the photo, well, she's stationed at the clear point, so only players who beat the game get to see her. Hahaha! Elena is definitely going to be jealous to death this time! I'm going to show this off on the fan board!"
While Dwun was practically floating with joy, List suddenly appeared behind him.
With a blank expression and an even flatter tone, he said, "Dwun, just now, who was it that said my daily habits were especially awful?"
"Ah? Uh... List, don't get hung up on little details... Ah! Stop! I was wrong! Sorry! I still have some of that tea left, I'll share some with you... no, half! I'll give you half!"
Only then did List stop.
Don't let his refined, scholarly appearance fool you. If you were talking about actual combat power, he was second only to Ging and Razor!
"I mean..." List looked at Dwun, one of whose eyes had already turned black and blue, and said, "Just what kind of background does that guy have?"
"Roy-sensei? He's the most famous manga artist in the world—maybe even the greatest manga artist in history!"
"Is that so? A manga artist? He looks young and lean, but he seemed pretty strong. When you were talking with him just now, I couldn't sound out the depth of his abilities at all. And he even has a marvelous Nen ability like flight. That young man is no simple person."
Your build looks lean and youthful too, you know? Dwun cursed inwardly, but he didn't dare say it out loud.
"He just said he knows Ging. What do you think?" List looked over at Dwun.
"You couldn't tell? Roy-sensei was obviously joking." Dwun clicked his tongue. "But Eta-nee-san sent word that Ging's son entered right before and after Roy-sensei, so there's probably some kind of connection between them. And it seems like it's a pretty good one."
"And I've got a feeling that even if Roy-sensei doesn't know Ging right now, the two of them are definitely going to meet someday!"
...
After getting a lot of useful information, Roy flew back to Antokiba.
And while Roy had been talking with Dwun and the others, the four-way junction in Antokiba and the passage leading to the back area had also come under the watch of a three-man group.
While Gon and the others were taking on various bounty quests to get used to the game and earn some in-game money along the way, a scruffy middle-aged man in green clothes, with cloudy eyes and an unkempt beard, appeared in front of them.
Alongside him was another man wearing a long white shirt with a blue collar, with a gaunt face, a long chin, and small round glasses.
The two of them blocked Gon and the others' path.
Just like in the original story, these two had come to rope Gon and the others into their organization.
As the son of the creator of this game, how could Gon possibly stand there and listen while other people smeared Ging and told him to just enjoy the game?
There was no doubt about it—they failed to come to an agreement, and Gon stormed off in a huff.
Killua naturally followed after Gon, while Milluki, as a gaming prodigy, was the type who had never belonged in a group clear to begin with.
They said they could practically clear the game in just three months, and after clearing it, each person would get 200 million Jenny?
That alone showed that while these people had some ability, it was limited.
Besides, Milluki never partied up when he played games. Even in dungeon runs, he relied on his flashy footwork and smooth, flowing controls to toy with bosses in the palm of his hand.
"The other day, when I was chatting with Roy-ani, he mentioned some kind of MOBA game, something called Dragon Ball League. It sounded pretty fun. Maybe I should try designing it..."
Following behind Gon and Killua, Milluki let his thoughts wander.
Dragon Ball League? Hmm. I could just swap out the characters from League of Legends a little... Ahem, but since it's a game, it also needs some real Dragon Ball flavor~
Milluki's technical skills were solid enough that he could absolutely take on the role of chief game designer, so Roy had already brought up this concept to his second older brother a couple of days ago.
Watching Gon and the others gradually head farther away, the man in green shook his head. He had clearly run into situations like this more than once.
Meanwhile, the gaunt man beside him pushed up his round glasses, and a dangerous glint flashed through his narrow eyes.
"Two little kids, and one fat guy who doesn't even look twenty yet. They don't seem like the type who came here because they accepted the 50 billion Jenny commission... Forget it. They're a little different from ordinary kids, but no matter what, they're still just kids. For now, it's better not to attract too much attention.
"The next wave of players who accepted the commission should be arriving soon. When they do, I'll make an example of a few of them and give the rest a warning. That way, more and more people will join the organization, and the speed at which we collect cards will keep increasing. It won't be long before those 50 billion Jenny are in our hands."
A cold smile lifted the corners of the gaunt man's mouth, only to vanish again just as quickly.
As the leader of the Bomber trio and a Conjuration-Type Nen user, Genthru was someone both calm and cold-blooded.
And on top of that, he was a master actor who could outdo most top-tier performers.
That refined, intellectual appearance had given him no small amount of cover.
(End of Chapter)
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