Starting in Hunter x Hunter as a Prop Master

"I also think that after this collective action is over, I will go back to the Sky Arena and exchange the vouchers for these casinos."

"Do you still want to go back?!"

Both Uvogin and Nobunaga looked at her with "you are so brave, you are not afraid of death".

"I think what happened in the sky arena, Uvogin and Nobunaga~ have they all told you?"

Machi ignored the two naive ones, "I shouldn't need to talk more, right-?"

So much money, she-wouldn't stop taking it!!

She looked at Mo Lin.

"No, they told me."

Mo Lin understood the overtones as soon as he heard it:

"So you need to borrow from me some props that can safely get money from the casino and get out of it successfully?"

"That's right.

Mo Lin understands her intentions so much, Machi's eyes are also gentle.

But thinking of what Mo Lin did to her before, he couldn't help but touch his lips subconsciously.

"Use this~"

Mo Lin gave Machi a stack of five-pointed stars.

"This is [Blind Spot Star]. After wearing it, you will be in a blind spot in the eyes of others, and you will not be able to discover your existence."

"When the time comes, whether you go there or leave, you can be very calm.

"But what if the other party calls the surveillance and finds me out?" Machi asked.

"You just need to bring a few more clothes with you to cover your body so that no one else can see it."

"good.

Machi thought for a while, and felt that there was no big problem, so he took such a large number of [Blind Spot Stars] from Mo Lin's hands.

"Attention, it only lasts an hour. When it's time, remember to change it.

After speaking, Mo Lin raised his head and looked at the person in front of him. He came to this world and met the first and most familiar three people.

"Then everyone~"

He stretched out his hand and waved it, "We'll see you another day."

Mo Lin smiled and sent a parting blessing.

When the three figures of Machi, Uvogin and Nobunaga gradually disappeared on the other side of the horizon~

"call."

Mo Lin just grew sigh.

"They've already left, so come out. You're tired after watching it for so long?"

Mo Lin's eyelids drooped slightly, "I thought you had already left before, but I didn't expect to kill a carbine."

"Mr. my head.

Immediately after Mo Lin's voice fell, a weird curtain suddenly appeared out of thin air next to Mo Lin.

"When did you find me?"

Chrollo, who appeared to be in shape, held the book [Thief’s Intentions] in his hand, without the slightest embarrassment of being pointed out, and there was still a small smile on his face.

"You found out when you got closer."

Mo Lin pointed to the curtain in Chrollo's hand that exudes thought power fluctuations, "This should belong to the Manipulator's ability, right?"

"Strictly speaking, this is also a kind of props."

"I forgot, you are an expert in this area."

Mo Lin smiled and said nothing.

Can he say that when Chrollo handed him the crown, he noticed something wrong in the opponent's eyes, so he was alert?

Chrollo smiled and slowly closed the book in his hand.

At the same time, the curtain disappeared with the disappearance of the power of thought.

"[Chameleon Screen], the Manipulator's ability that I stole can completely hide myself in this world. The limitation is that when it is used, it must be maintained in a state of [absolute]."

"So when you were fighting Uvogin, I specially hid away, for fear that a piece of gravel that flew up randomly would easily take my life.

Chrollo said with a smile, and once again looked up and down Mo Lin, and said with emotion:

"Unexpectedly, in the past three years, the gap between you and us is getting bigger and bigger.

"Uvogin's words are not wrong, I am not your opponent at all."

"After watching your battles, I can be regarded as discovering that I am still a long way from the world's best Nen.

Chrollo propped his forehead with his hands and commented:

"Not only the strength and strength of the basic thoughts, but also the basic literacy of combat, the handling of various moves and the environment, etc."

"Except for the combat experience, which I can't see, you are far above me in everything else.

"Not to mention the ability, your strike talent, and the ability of the props are all above my [Thief's Zhiyi]."

"I am really curious about you, Mo Lin!"

Chrollo asked from the bottom of his heart: "Sometimes, I really feel that you and us are not like figures in the same world."

He has always kept himself awake, but this time he took two cigarettes from his arms and handed one to Mo Lin:

"Is it convenient to talk?"

He smiled, "This is the ordinary cigarettes sold outside, without any big-smoke."

"Do you know everything?"

Mo Lin took the cigarette and asked casually.

"After I couldn't find the target, I went to Shalnark, and then used the spy device you gave him to observe the entire palace and saw some."

Chrollo admitted frankly.

"You seem to have a deep prejudice against unique products."

He lit a cigarette for Mo Lin and lit one for himself.

Enjoying the refreshing sensation of the smoke in the lungs and the nicotine on his head, Chrollo lightly closed his eyes and asked.

The heads of the two Phantom Troupe started smoking and chatting in this unmanned place.

"Can I take the liberty to ask a question?"

"We are all in a team, there is nothing presumptuous."

Mo Lin also took a deep breath.

He has not enjoyed the taste of nicotine for a long time.

"Then I asked, are you also abandoned by your country?"

Chrollo nodded and asked, "People who live in Meteor Street are either born on Meteor Street since they were young, or they were abandoned and thrown here since they were young."

"I, Feitan, Nobunaga, and Lev Lev, are abandoned people.

He does not shy away from the reason why he is in Meteor Street.

"Actually, from the point of view of the last name, it can be distinguished.

Chrollo's last name is Lucilfer, Nobunaga's last name is Chahama, and Feitan's full name is Feitan-Broadcom.

Well, it's not Zhou Botong.

However, it is also ruled out that in Feitan's family, there will be such a possibility called Zhou-Botong people.

As for Lev Lev, he himself comes from the Judundu and is a minority ethnic group.

"Through your words and deeds, there are also daily life habits, common sayings, and gadgets like mahjong, as well as food and beverages of genres that are clearly different from the mainstream outside."

…0 Seeking flowers…

"I think you should come from an ancient country with a very deep heritage."

"And you are not like Feitan, who cut off your surname abruptly. You have a lot of hatred for your country."

"It is not difficult to tell from your words and deeds that you have good feelings for your country."

"Plus you were in the palace before, and heard the reaction of Dupin Baifen, and the behavior of eight countries planning to invade."

Chrollo paused and continued:

"You should be the country where you are located, being ravaged by unique products, and destroyed by the joint aggression of other countries, causing you yourself to become a countryless refugee.

"As an arrogant person, you don't want to be a resident of another country, so you live on Meteor Street and are not accepted by the world."

"That's why, I have lived in Meteor Street since I was a child, but I have never heard of you.

"You may be burdened by chains heavier than I thought."

"Of course, if I guess wrong, please forgive me, as if I didn't say anything."

He finally leaned slightly like Mo Lin and apologized.

"No, you are mostly right.

Mo Lin spit out a smoke ring.

It was not exactly one hundred and eighty years ago that the country in his previous life was attacked by the unique product and was bombarded with artillery.

Only then did the most humiliating piece of history come.

It's just different from Chrollo's guess that Mo Lin's country has not been destroyed, but has been re-established from soreness and poverty.

And it took less than a hundred years to stand back to his original height and return to the first class!!

Just~

"Although my country is still there, I may never go back."

Mo Lin had a cigarette in his mouth, and his tone was a little lonely.

Can't go back?

Chrollo was silent.

In his opinion, this is actually no different from being gone.

"Then what are your plans for the future?

After a while, Chrollo asked.

"What do you think?"

Mo Lin threw the question back to him.

"I remember before, you mentioned such a place when you were interviewing the key officer of the V5 Ferry Hall?"

Chrollo's eyes gradually showed a touch of fiery heat and luster:

"The Dark Continent."

"Have you heard it all?"

Mo Lin took another breath and looked at him.

"So the Dark Continent is real?"

Chrollo's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, "Those so-called [disaster] and [hope] are also true?!

"It's all true."

Mo Lin nodded.

Now that Chrollo already knew it, there was no point in denying it.

And with his ingenuity, Mo Lin didn't think he could be fooled.

"I see.

Chrollo nodded slightly.

There was no reaction on the surface, but it was choppy inside.

"I had always set my goal on the treasures of this world, but now it seems that the original so-called "world" is not what we think it is. "

He laughed at himself, "Everything I did before seemed to be playing house, but it seemed small and ridiculous."

"But~" the door,

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