Law had been training with Biscay for almost a year, and Bohara had been training with Baboon for more than a year. Both their telekinesis and physical strength had improved greatly in this year.
After Bohara completed the training plan that Baboon had designed for him, he could not wait to call Law and ask about the time and place of the rendezvous.
In the deep mountains and forests in the southern part of the Uurbian Continent, Bohara sat in front of a campfire and happily hung up the phone. A large pile of beast bones lay around him.
There were many black technologies in the Hunter's World, such as mobile phones. Some brands had accurate GPS positioning functions, came with more than two hundred language translation software, and so on. But in terms of practicality, there was no limit to the range of calls.
It could be used anywhere in the world, and there was no limit to the range of calls outdoors. It was a practical mobile phone that hunters paid more attention to, and Bohara and Law's mobile phones belonged to this model, without too many fancy functions.
"Before we leave, I'll give you a word of advice." Baboon held a wooden stick and fiddled with the campfire, his eyelids drooping slightly, the light of the fire shining on his calm and rugged face.
Bohara looked at Baboon and held his breath, waiting for him to continue.
Baboon raised his head and looked at Bohara, who was several times fatter than him, and said in a deep voice, "Don't think about eating!"
Hearing Baboon's advice, Bohara suddenly showed a troubled expression.
In a year, his height had exceeded two meters, his body was fat and his shoulders were wide, and he was starting to take the shape of a meatball tank.
Seeing Bohara in a difficult position, Baboon shook his head speechlessly.
Damn it, no matter how many times the training volume increased, Bohara was getting fatter and fatter. If it were not for his increasing strength, he would have spent more time correcting it.
Later on, Bohara developed his own consciousness, and the baboon completely compromised. It no longer restricted Bohara's appetite, which was why Bohara had gained so much weight in just a year's time.
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Hunter HQ, conference room.
The current nine members of the Twelve Earthly Branches were seated, and there were still three vacancies for successors. The meeting that was about to begin today was to review the qualifications of the tenth successor.
Ge Er, whom Rowe met in the Talma Mountains, was sitting in the third seat on the right. The main seat was empty. That was President Nitro's seat.
"Ge Er, I heard that you've solved the 'Walking Corpse Grass' issue a few days ago. That's a feat that shouldn't be underestimated," said a large hairy man sitting across from Ge Er.
Yin Tai, Wei of the 12 Earthly Branches, was a poacher, his strength was extremely strong.
His lips were very thick, and his mouth was very big. There was a circle of beard around his lips, and there was a cloth that looked like an American flag tied around his forehead. He had an afro, and he was wearing a vest that exposed his chest and arms with lush body hair.
"Not bad." Ge Er crossed her arms and responded coldly.
After she left with the Misfortune Toad that day, she spent some time researching it. Although she didn't agree with Rowe's wilful nonsense, she didn't know why she tried it. She didn't expect Rowe's antidote to be true.
In the end, she didn't want to take it as a feat, so she gave up on the Misfortune Toad and Happiness Mushroom, and focused on another problem.
Just recently, she solved the 'Walking Corpse Grass' issue, and indirectly proved her ability to the current members of the Twelve Earthly Branches.
"Not bad, that problem wasn't easy to solve," said a woman with a white feather on her head diagonally across from her.
Auntie, You of the Twelve Earthly Branches, was a botanist, a musician, a dancer, and many other jobs. But her main job was a plant hunter. She wore sexy clothes and was a proud woman.
She praised Ge Er, which showed that the 'Walking Corpse Grass' issue wasn't easy.
Ge Er nodded at her and said: "It's not easy indeed."
"Why isn't President here yet?" At this time, Yin Tai changed the topic and looked at the closed conference room door.
"There's still one minute left," said a man in black and white attire.
Mixton, Ugly of the current members of the Twelve Earthly Branches, was a criminal hunter. He wore a black and white cow-horned hat on his head, golden earrings on his ears, and his left eye was painted black. He wore cow-style attire.
In addition, there were six other current members present. They were all quietly sitting down, waiting for President Nitro to arrive.
There was still one minute left before the start of the meeting, but President Nitro and the member who was about to succeed him had yet to arrive.
Time passed, and there were only thirty seconds left …
Everyone looked at the closed conference room door, and some members were already guessing how long the President would be late.
Bang!
At this time, the door suddenly opened, and the person who came in was a short, bean-faced man.
"Where's President?" Seeing the bean-faced man, the most senior of the current members, Porter Bai, asked in a deep voice.
Porter Bai, Shen of the Twelve Earthly Branches, was one of the few Three Star Hunters, and was the person whose reputation and strength were the closest to President Nitro.
The bean-faced man used a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and said with difficulty, "I can't contact the President, so … I should be late by an hour, right?"
He said the latter half of his sentence with an uncertain tone. An hour was the most conservative estimate.
Hearing the bean-faced man's words, other than a certain person, the other current members of the Twelve Earthly Branches all had black lines on their forehead. Normally, they would be the ones to decide on matters that weren't that important, but reviewing the new successor was no small matter.
The bean-faced man felt extremely uncomfortable under everyone's gazes.
"Is one hour enough?" Someone asked.
The others didn't say anything, but they all had the same answer in their hearts. Definitely not!
"Speaking of which, the person who is going to be reviewed today hasn't arrived yet," said Yin Tai.
Hearing Yin Tai's words, the other members who were focused on President Nitro all realized this.
Immediately, Porter Bai snorted.
Crime Hunter Mi Joston clasped his hands and rested his chin on them, quietly staring at the closed door, and said indifferently, "Five more seconds."
Near President Nitro's seat sat a handsome blonde man in a dark suit. He had a smile on his face, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.
"Time's up." Mi Joston glanced at the clock on the wall in the meeting room. It was exactly ten o 'clock, and the second hand continued to move forward. After five seconds, the door to the meeting room opened.
A young man with his hands in his pockets walked in.
He wore a loose cloak, and there were layers of white cloth tied around his forehead, causing his black hair to stand up. His face was clean, and his eyes were full of spirit.
After this person walked in, everyone's eyes were on him. The aura of telekinesis ability users rose spontaneously and surged toward the young man.
"Yo!"
Facing the oppressive aura from everyone, the young man calmly raised his hand and greeted the current members of the Twelve Earthly Branches.
"You're five seconds late!" Mi Joston looked at the young man and said in a low voice.
"Am I?"
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