JOJO in the world of hunters

In a tall building, countless people come in and out every day.

In a modern building, there is such a small cubicle.

The decoration inside is completely different from the reinforced concrete style outside, but more like a traditional house from decades ago.

Light brown closet, traditional Japanese tatami like the northern Kang.

The floor is made of mahogany, and the tatami is covered with handmade mats.

Behind it hangs a large picture of the word "心" written in Chinese characters. The style of writing is vigorous and powerful, which is quite typical of everyone. It has been framed.

An old man was kneeling on the cushion, flipping documents on the small table, looking at ten lines and frowning.

After a while, he put down the thick documents, and Nitro finally finished handling the official business at hand.

He squinted his eyes and stretched comfortably, his muscles and bones making a clicking sound.

Nitro let out a breath of relief, leaned forward slightly, poured a small cup of tea into his small purple clay cup, and pressed a small button on the table.

Although the tea was already cold, Nitro didn't mind drinking it down like a sip of oxjue peony.

Recently v5 has been putting pressure on Nitro, and his phone is almost exploding with calls.

Everyone questioned him about why he didn't deal with the remnants of Yin, why he didn't kill Edward earlier, how he ensured it back then, and other issues.

They knew that it was impossible to defeat Nitro with this alone. Nitro had been working in the Hunters Association for decades, and almost most hunters respected Nitro very much.

Even if Nitro is removed, no one will be able to replace him. Those candidates are not simple people, and they may not be able to convince the public.

They just want to beat Nitro, don't do anything fancy, and you won't get the consequences next time.

That's probably what it meant. No one said it clearly, and everyone was beating around the bush.

Many people meant the same thing, but Nitro still answered everyone's calls one by one and responded to their questions.

This is his duty as the president of the Hunter Association, and it is also his self-restraint.

In fact, no one dares to punish Nitro. Nitro is a person who has experienced that era, a remnant of the era, and has an ulterior black history of v5.

They are also afraid that Nitro will be defeated. They do not have the means and ability to instantly subdue Nitro, although it is impossible for Nitro to expose their little secret.

How could Nitro be frightened by these children if he is a genius? It's up to you, if you dare next time.

What Ning said is correct, and I will definitely not let you find out next time.

In fact, the five major countries also have guilty consciences. It is disgraceful for them to attack the descendants of An behind the back of the Hunter Association.

In fact, the impact of this incident is far less than that of the Phantom Troupe's escape last time. Edward is dangerous, but he is already dead, and the government can easily suppress the matter.

The Phantom Troupe has really escaped. If they do something evil next time, the media will still question them and they won't be able to suppress them.

Edward is more terrifying than the Phantom Troupe, but the casualties caused this time are not as great as those of the Phantom Troupe.

Edward is actually quite reasonable and doesn't use his skills randomly, unlike the Phantom Troupe, a group of killers who bleed like rivers of blood as soon as they appear.

As of today, this matter will almost be revealed.

Only the last remaining issues remain...

Ding, click, the door was opened, and the people outside were changing their shoes.

After a few seconds, a figure walked past the screen decorated with flowers and birds.

A thin and tall figure appeared in front of Nitro, wearing looser clothes, a brown coat, and a glove on his left hand.

This person is Jon, oh no, it's Jotaro.

There was a hint of sullenness on his face, and he planned to suppress Nitro from the beginning.

"Little Jotaro, sit down, sit down and say." Nitro made a gesture of invitation.

Jon sat down opposite Nitro without any courtesy.

Jon raised his left hand, rolled up his sleeve and took off his glove, which was a white plastic prosthetic leg.

Jon put the prosthetic leg on the table and looked at Nitro.

"You didn't say there was such a dangerous person in Greenland Prison. Look at me, I even lost one of my hands..."

Jon is vomiting his bitterness, which is a sign of his sincerity.

When working for the boss, not only one of my hands was lost, but most of my life span was also lost. No one else could bear it.

Jon naturally had complaints in his heart. In fact, his main complaint was fate, the thief.

Every time various accidents happen around him, Jon feels that he has been arranged, and Nitro does not have the ability yet.

Halfway through, Jon poured out the information in the document bag, which contained Jon's medical certificate.

Now he just wants to make a quick buck from Nitro, a big dog.

"I have heard everything about you from Ward, and I understand everything. I will pay for your medical expenses and prosthetic limbs, and then I will give you five billion ringgits."

"Only five billion? I have sacrificed my life for the association, and I have shed blood for the association. We cannot let our hearts be cold."

"Of course I didn't know that. Now I will appoint you as a one-star criminal hunter. Also, in the prosthetic hand manual, you can choose any five types of prosthetic hands. I will reimburse you."

"Not enough. My lifespan is only ten years at most. I can't..."

"Do you know the value of the title of one-star hunter? With this star, your worth is dozens of times that of the original. They may have to spend more money to ask you to go on a mission.

Moreover, one-star hunters are certified by the association. More wealthy people like to hire hunters with a star rating under similar circumstances, and their value far exceeds tens of billions of ring niggas.

The most expensive prosthetic hands cost 700 million khani, but they are still expensive and have no market. Every year, a large number of people ask him to customize prosthetic limbs.

Just because you want to make an appointment with that master, you have to wait in line at least until next year. I have asked him to give priority to you, and as you grow older, I will also pay for the replacement and repair of the prosthetic limbs.

These together are worth billions, how about that?"

It's pretty much the same when I think about it, but there will definitely be more pitfalls. Anyway, Nitro doesn't have a few more years to live, so he might as well make it easier for me...

"Stop acting, you already wanted to agree."

Hey, he was caught acting in front of the movie king. Is that why Jon hates Hunter World so much? Doesn’t he have that aura of wisdom?

"You actually didn't care about your lifespan from the beginning, right? Or maybe you already have a solution." Nitro asked Jon curiously.

"Why do you say that?" Jon was a little frightened, but he still pretended to be confused.

"When you said that you had less than ten years to live, your expression was too fake. There were also some body movements that reflected psychology that could not be concealed. Your expression seemed to be staged just for me to see."

Damn, everyone is complaining about my acting skills. Is my acting talent so bad?

"Actually, I wanted to give you another piece of information..."

"What kind of information?" Jon was a little curious.

"Oh, originally I wanted you to solve this problem..."

"No, you killed my hand last time." Jon refused righteously.

"Have you ever heard that eating something can make you immortal?"

Jon took a breath of cold air, "Could it be the legendary Tang Monk meat?"

When he heard about immortality, Jon unconsciously thought of Tang Monk Rou. He was brainwashed by the 86 version of Journey to the West when he was young, and he still has the sequelae.

Jon was shocked. Immortality, as the ultimate dream of mankind, attracts countless dignitaries.

There have been stories of immortality since ancient times.

Peng Zu lived eight hundred years, Qin Shihuang searched for the Immortal Island, Tang Taizong swallowed the elixir, etc., but all the emperors who pursued immortality in historical records turned into a handful of loess.

All dynasties have become ruins, and the legend of immortality has always existed in human history.

But those are just folk tales whose origins cannot be verified. There has never been a real longevity person who can surpass the limits of human beings.

But this world is not the original world. This is a world where spiritual power exists. Maybe it really does exist.

He has the method of immortality now, but he doesn't bother to use the Pillar man bloodline with such a big defect. He still likes to bask in the sun.

But Nitro said there was a way to live forever that could solve his physical problems.

With this, even if the ten-year period is up and Jon still hasn't put together the perfect biological training package, he doesn't have to devote himself to the darkness.

But it was obvious that Nitro couldn't get Jon's point, and he didn't know what Jon was talking about.

Although Cajin Kingdom also has folk tales similar to Journey to the West, they have not been collected, compiled and processed by Wu Chengen. The stories are relatively scattered. It is normal that Nitro has never heard of them.

"Fountain of youth? Or elixir of youth?"

"No, I don't know whether this elixir of immortality exists or not. You have to determine this yourself. Have you heard of it..."