Hunter: I’m Really Not a Mind Remover

Hazard levels have always been assessed on multiple fronts.

Dangerous creatures that reach level B will approach level A under the influence of specific conditions.

Such conditions usually refer to climate, natural environment, food, and even chemical substances.

The heat-light species is a Class B disaster. If it is allowed to breed and spread under the scorching sun, its danger level will definitely reach Class A.

In terms of destructive power, the fatality rate of Class B is almost 100%. Even if it does not die, it will cause injuries and sequelae that are difficult to recover for life.

Therefore, based on various data such as quantity, cruelty to humans, reproductive ability and reproduction speed, destructive power, etc., an evaluation result will eventually be given.

The assessment results belonging to level B are:

This dangerous creature must be annihilated as soon as possible, and actions at the national and even international levels need to be launched.

This is the reference information given by the Ferry Permit Office in response to a Class B disaster.

It can be seen that there must be a reason why V5 ​​suddenly threw a B-level disaster on the Hunter Association that required mobilization of national-level forces to solve.

It is very possible that the Hunter Association was not expected to be able to deal with the heat-light species from the beginning, but it had to do so for some reason.

Too little information…

Moyu couldn't guess, and could only judge based on the current situation that someone wanted to use this to contain the Hunter Association, thereby giving Biyande enough freedom.

"Hot light species... Judging from current reports, a hot light species in a buffed state can completely make a telepathic user completely disappear from the world within ten seconds, which is quite dangerous."

Forced to take over the important task of dealing with the heat-light species, Moyu never thought of being passive and sagging.

He understood that even if the Hunter Association could not eliminate the heat-light species, V5 and the Ferry Permit Office would not do anything to the Hunter Association.

But with Nitro's last wish in front of him, Moyu couldn't mess with it. Instead, he had to do his best to complete this task, so as to snipe Byande during the crossing or on the coastline of the Dark Continent.

"Nanega's ability should be able to deal with the heat-light species, but it's difficult to defeat the enemy Hakka family. In short... let's get Killua's consent first."

After leaving the Hunter Association, Moyu sent a message to Killua while heading to the airport in Swadani City.

I called Killua but didn't answer.

I don’t know what Killua is doing or if he is at home...

It wasn't until he boarded the spaceship that Moyo received a call back from Killua.

"Moyo!"

On the phone, Killua sounded very excited.

Listening to Killua's excited tone, Moyu couldn't help but smile a little.

If you think about it carefully, it's true that I haven't seen Killua for a long time.

"Long time no contact, how are you?"

"No, I'm grounded by my family. I can't even go to the forest at the foot of the mountain."

Killua's excited tone gradually disappeared, replaced by lingering melancholy.

Mo You was surprised when he heard this and asked: "What is the reason for the ban?"

"..."

Hearing Moyu's question, Killua couldn't help but be silent for a moment.

After about a few breaths, Killua gave the answer: "I have a younger brother, and I wanted to take him away from Kukulu Mountain, but Mi Ji accidentally discovered him, and then I broke three of Mi Ji's ribs and one thigh. Four fingers.”

"..."

After hearing Killua's answer, Moyu couldn't help but fell silent for a moment.

Should I say he is worthy of Killua, or should I say he is worthy of beating up the enemy and the Hakka family.

In a normal family, an operation like Killua's cannot be as simple as grounding him.

"Is it 'convenient' for you to talk now?"

After Moyu was silent, he suddenly asked.

Killua was startled at first, then quickly reacted.

"Not very convenient."

He answered Moyo's question somewhat implicitly.

Moyu turned to smile and said: "I want to visit your home in a few days. Are you welcome?"

"certainly!"

Killua's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he agreed without hesitation.

But then he thought of his father's serious face, which was like a cold iron plate, and he didn't know if the family would let Moyu in.

Just when Killua was about to express his concerns, Moyu didn't give him any chance. He just said "wait for my call" and hung up the communication.

Three days later.

A sightseeing bus arrived in front of the main entrance of Beaten Hakka.

"Dear travelers, please look to the left. That is the Kukulu Mountain where the Hakka family lives. It is said that their nest is surrounded by a sea of ​​trees and they built their mansion on an extinct volcano 3722 meters above sea level."

The tour guide, who has wavy hair and delicate make-up that exudes a hint of charm, is holding a microphone to introduce to the tourists the situation of beating up enemy Hakkas.

"Look, that's the gate of the Hakka family. Because everyone who goes in never returns, it's called the Gate of Hell. Since the gate is the private property of the Hakka family, you can't visit it."

"Even if you can go in and visit...how do you open this kind of door?"

A tourist looked at the majestic Underworld Gate in front of him. The height alone must have been eighty meters. As for the weight, given the size and thickness of the stone gate, it was probably more than dozens of tons.

"This gate should be built for grandeur, not for normal use."

Another tourist expressed his opinion.

In ordinary people's perception, the gate of Huangquan that beats the enemy's family is so majestic and spectacular, obviously for show off.

The tour guide heard the discussion of the tourists and smiled: "It is said that the smallest door of the Underworld Gate weighs four tons, and the upper ones weigh eight tons. In addition, you can also enter through the small door next to the guard room."

"Four tons!?"

A group of tourists suddenly made an uproar in surprise.

In the guard room, an old man who was reading a newspaper shook his head slightly.

Since it became a famous attraction in the Dentora area, a group of tourists come here every day and are surprised and shocked at the gate.

Occasionally, there will be desperate bounty hunters who come here with the sightseeing bus. Because they can't push open even the lightest stone door, they can only illegally invade through the small door. In the end, without exception, they become Sanmao's dessert.

"Oh, is there another one?"

The old man suddenly noticed something. He raised his eyes and looked out the window. He saw an ordinary-looking tourist walking out of the crowd and immediately walked straight towards the trial gate that was more than 80 meters high.

The outside world calls this main gate the Gate of Underworld, but its actual name is the Gate of Trials.

The ordinary person the old man saw was Moyu, who came with the tour bus.

"As long as you open this trial door, you can get the 'guest status'..."

Moyu walked to the door of the trial and stood in front of it, then stretched out one hand and placed it on the crack of the door.

His behavior attracted the attention of the old man and a group of tourists.

Seeing Moyu's handprint on the crack of the trial door, the old man in the guard room didn't pay much attention, and the tourists just thought that Moyu was just having fun.

But suddenly——

There was a deafening dull roar in the field.

I saw that the four-ton stone door located at the bottom of the trial door was directly separated from the structure of the entire trial door and flew towards the forest inside the door like a piece of paper.

But Moyu still stood there and maintained the action of extending his palm forward.

"?!!"

All the tourists at the scene were suddenly dumbfounded and shocked by this scene.

In the guard room.

The old man in charge of the door stumbled and fell heavily from his chair. He immediately stood up hurriedly holding on to the corner of the table, his eyes widened.

The gate of trial...

Being pushed away? !