He would ascend the throne and change the country. Kadin was now a giant.
He had done what he needed to do, and he had done it well.
As a king, he had a clear conscience.
"But it's not enough. I haven't gotten what I want yet."
Twice Cooked Pork muttered to himself. The psychokinesis in his body was like a beating drum, constantly vibrating in the form of electric waves.
The long-tongued Thought Beast with many tongues stood quietly behind him. Perhaps it had sensed the worship in Twice Cooked Meat's body, a strange smile appeared on its terrifying face.
The short middle-aged man saw the beast, but he ignored it. He looked at Twice Cooked Pork calmly with a respectful attitude.
"Phone."
Twice Cooked Pork raised his index finger and pointed at a phone on the counter.
The middle-aged man walked over slowly and placed the phone in front of Twice Cooked Pork.
Twice Cooked Pork picked up the phone with one hand and quickly pressed a series of numbers on the keypad with the other.
After a few beeps, the sound of the call being connected came from the phone.
"It's me."
Twice Cooked Pork spoke first.
"Oh, calling at this time, it must be something important." It was Bujand's voice on the other end of the phone.
"Grayley …"
Twice Cooked Pork laughed out of habit and said calmly, "B.W. has been launched, and the testing has been completed. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Hmm? You know, as long as my old man is alive, I can't move. "Bujand certainly understood that he was being forced to do something beyond his ability.
Twice Cooked Pork didn't comment and said directly, "One month."
"Huh? That's the deadline? "Bujand's face fell.
"That's right. I'm only giving you one month. If you can't do it, I'll find someone else," Twice Cooked Pork said in an extremely calm tone.
Bujand scratched his cheek and said in a negotiating tone, "How about three months?"
The reply to Bujand was the sound of hanging up the phone.
Bujand heard the beep from the phone, shook his head, and threw the phone away.
The woman in the same room caught the phone in time and put it back.
"You look very unhappy."
The woman put down the phone and looked at the expressionless Bujand.
"Although it's within my expectations, it's still very unpleasant." Bujand stood up and looked at the moonlight shining in through the paper door.
In a sense, Twice Cooked Pork was helping Bujand by sending someone to deal with Nitro.
Then, when he failed to help, he forced Bujand to quickly understand the situation.
Judging from the content of the cooperation, Bujand had no room to refuse.
Twice Cooked Pork was to become a great person who pioneered a new continent and gain great fame. Then, it would be recorded in the annals of history and remembered by future generations.
He looked for Bujand because he valued Bujand's reputation as Nitro's son.
On the other hand, Bujand wanted to go to the Dark Continent. However, no one would be able to get permission from V5. Hence, he needed to borrow the power of Kadin and go to the Dark Continent openly.
"A month?"
Bujand stared at the moonlight on the tatami.
He didn't know the reason why Twice Cooked Pork was so urgent, but there was no need to find out either.
What he should think about now was how to make a choice within a month.
"Your plan?" the woman suddenly asked.
"I haven't thought about it yet. If it's necessary, I have to do it even if I don't want to."
Bujand's gaze and tone were very calm.
It was normal for him to do whatever it took to achieve his goals.
However, he also had a stubborn, or rather, paranoid side to him.
For example, as a son, he shouldn't kill his own father.
That was why he waited patiently for the day of Nitro's death, instead of killing Nitro and removing the restriction on him.
But in the end, if it really didn't work, he would have to do it even if he didn't want to.
After all, anything could be placed on a scale to weigh. Whichever side was heavier would naturally lean towards that side.
.....
After letting Nitro return to his original state, Law didn't have the mind to take care of the mess in the association. Otherwise, he would have made tonight's incident into a scapegoat and put the blame on Paristone no matter what.
In the fourth-dimensional apartment, Law directly mentioned the [Dark Continent] in front of everyone. No one would believe that he didn't have any ulterior motives.
At that time, Law deliberately said it to plant a small seed in everyone's heart.
One must know that hunters were a group that was easily stimulated and driven by curiosity. The unknown and adventure were their spiritual food.
Among the people present at that time, the potential teammates he had his eyes on were Norb, Mo Laowu, Yin Da, and Nick.
Originally, everyone in the twelve earthly branches was on his [Assessment] list. But tonight, when he saw Kita Yoshida being restrained by two killers, Law quietly removed Kita Yoshida.
Of course, this removal was temporary.
Moreover, his personal removal and addition didn't determine anything.
Among the four people he had his eyes on, Nick was a sure thing. As for the other three, he had to get Norb on board no matter what.
Law brought Kurapika out of the fourth-dimensional apartment and turned to the Hunters' Association.
On the way, Law sent the news of Nitro's recovery to Kim who was far away on Whale Island.
.....
Whale Island.
The city where the association was located was overcast. But on Whale Island, there were no clouds for thousands of miles. Only a bright moon hung high in the sky.
The bright moonlight covered the wilderness, and the night wind blew, like a sparkling wave.
A house and a big tree merged together. On the balcony on the second floor, a family sat around a table. The silver frost-like moonlight covered their bodies.
The four people were Kim, Mitt, and the others.
There was a dazzling array of fruits on the table. Four cups were filled with sweet juice.
Mitt and Little Jie were chatting, laughing from time to time.
Bertha was watching with a smile.
Kim felt uncomfortable. He didn't fit in with this warm scene.
He lowered his eyelids and stared at the scenery in a daze.
When Mitt was chatting with Little Jie, he would glare at Kim fiercely from time to time. But perhaps Kim was thick-skinned enough, he didn't react at all.
"I'll leave tomorrow morning."
Kim thought silently.
Beep.
A short notification came from his phone.
Kim took out his phone and checked the message.
The content was that Nitro had recovered.
Kim kept his phone and didn't react.
However, since Nitro had recovered, he had to meet with Law and think about how to get the qualification to go to the Darkness Continent.
"Who sent the message?"
Mitt's ghostly voice came over.
Kim tilted his head and looked at Mitt. He said naturally, "An advertisement to promote hemorrhoid cream. Why, do you need it?"
Mitt didn't say anything. He picked up the red apple in the basket and threw it at Kim's face.
Kim caught the apple easily and took a bite. He said vaguely, "You won't be able to get married like this."
"Kim!"
Mitt gritted his teeth and shouted Kim's name.
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