Despite some twists and turns, Moses successfully obtained his Hunter License.
With this license, Moses could now freely enter 90% of the restricted countries and 75% of the forbidden zones, and he could also use 95% of public facilities for free.
In the past, Moses found it very troublesome to submit an entry application when traveling between continental countries, but now, it has become a trivial problem in front of the Hunter License.
"According to statistics, 20 20% of those who pass the test lose their licenses within a year, so please take good care of your Hunter License. If you lose them accidentally, the Hunter Association will not reissue it."
After issuing the Bean, Beans gave a final reminder as usual.
Moses casually put away his newly obtained Hunter License.
Menchi, standing beside him, was examining her license intently, as if studying its material.
The other candidate, Bolton, who had passed the Hunter Exam as he wished, stared at the license in his hand with excitement.
He had participated in several Hunter Exams, but failed miserably every time.
Although he encountered a very thrilling incident in this year's Hunter Exam, the difficulty of passing the exam has dropped sharply...
It is a blessing in disguise.
'If it weren't for him...'
Bolton looked at Moses and felt complicated when he saw that Moses remained calm.
The Hunter License he had desperately pursued seemed like a trivial achievement to this strong individual.
At that time, if Moses hadn't intervened, he would most likely have paid the price for his greed and died tragically in that unknown ruins.
Compared to those candidates who went and never returned, he was really lucky to be able to stand with Moses at that time.
"I owe you my life."
Bolton said solemnly, expressing his gratitude as they parted ways.
Moses glanced at Bolton and replied casually, "It's a small matter, don't worry about it."
He didn't see it as a big deal, especially since it was he who had caused Bolton and other candidates to be teleported to the ruins.
Although it was unintentional, he still bore some responsibility.
Deliberately avoiding Bolton's intent to repay the favor, Moses and Menchi boarded an airship bound for Swardani City.
Netero, who had come specifically to see Moses, was also on this airship.
After all, they all had to return to Swardani City.
"Ah!"
When she got on the airship, Menchi suddenly shouted upon seeing the composed Netero on the ship, pointing at him in surprise.
Moses raised an eyebrow, looking at Menchi's surprised reaction, as if he had thought of something.
Beans was startled by Menchi's shout and looked at her in surprise.
Netero, who was pointed at by Menchi, remained unfazed and was even picking his ear with his little finger.
"It's you, the old man who mooched food!"
Menchi stared at Netero with wide eyes.
Hearing Menchi's words, Netero's figure tilted slightly and he replied seriously, "Little girl, be careful with your words. I have paid you the 'compensation'."
"Alright…"
Menchi thought about it and was unable to refute it.
When she first met Netero, although he had indeed mooched a lot of food from her, he did teach her some knowledge and skills about Nen afterwards. Saying he had compensated her wasn't entirely wrong.
Moses's gaze shifted between Menchi and Netero, and he immediately deduced that Netero was the old man who taught Menchi Ten before disappearing.
"Master, that old man I mentioned is him!"
What Menchi said afterwards confirmed Moses's guess.
"…"
Moses fell silent for a moment before softly explaining: "Menchi, this is the Chairman of the Hunter Association."
"Eh?"
Menchi looked utterly shocked, and she looked at Netero with a look that seemed to say: 'Such an unreliable old man is actually the Chairman of the Hunter Association?!'
Netero narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he could clearly receive the meaning in Menchi's gaze.
But compared to attitudes such as respect, admiration, and awe, he enjoyed Menchi's current gaze more.
This old man was indeed an unconventional person.
"To congratulate you on officially becoming Pro Hunters, I will treat you two to a meal."
Netero stroked his beard and spoke slowly.
Moses and Menchi looked at each other.
It is quite an honor to be invited to dinner by the Chairman of the Hunter Association.
"However..."
Without waiting for Moses and Menchi to agree, Netero pretended to be troubled and said, "Although the airship's kitchen is well-stocked with high-quality ingredients, the chef on board is currently unwell and resting in the medical room."
At this point, Netero shook his head slightly and sighed, "That chef's skills are superb. I hoped to have you taste his signature dishes."
"I'll do it."
Without thinking twice, Menchi volunteered, "Let's see whose signature dish tastes better, mine or the chef's."
"…"
Moses turned his head to look at the enthusiastic Menchi in silence, 'How could she so eagerly fall into such an obvious trap?'
He sighed in his heart, thinking that with Menchi personality, she wouldn't stand a chance against the wily old fox Netero.
Faced with Menchi's initiative, Netero 'happily' agreed and asked Beans to escort her to the kitchen.
Beans wiped the sweat from his forehead and led the way with mixed feelings.
Menchi didn't realize that she had jumped into the pit dug by Netero. As she followed Beans, all she was thinking about was what high-quality ingredients would be in the kitchen and what dishes should be prepared.
In her world, everything related to 'gourmet' seemed to be her everything.
Netero looked at Menchi's receding back, and a gleam of light flashed in his old eyes.
'She was so much like her.'
In recent years, fewer and fewer people want to become Gourmet Hunters.
Now that they have such a rising star, Netero believe it won't take long for Menchi to make a name for herself.
Stroking his beard, Netero felt exceptionally pleased.
Moses glanced at Netero, who was smiling, and shook his head slightly.
"It seems there's some time before 'dinner.' How about some pre-meal exercise?"
Netero suggested, shifting his gaze to Moses.
"Next time, for sure."
Moses left without looking back.
He still had his daily training tasks to complete.
…
That night.
Netero lavishly praised the table full of dishes Menchi had meticulously prepared, easily making Menchi happier than when she had received her Hunter License.
Moses and Beans could only exchange glances at this.
"I heard from Cheadle that you want to become a Blacklist Hunter?"
Netero asked, picking his teeth with a toothpick after the meal, looking at Moses seated across from him.
"Um."
Moses nodded.
Whether before or after obtaining his Hunter License, his decision remained the same.
He wanted to become a Blacklist Hunter to hunt down dangerous criminals. In doing so, he could hone his skills through the battles that ensued during the captures.
This is Moses's motivation for becoming a Blacklist Hunter.
He has always believed that 'combat' is the fastest way to improve his abilities. That's why, ever since he learned Nen, he has been actively seeking battles as much as possible.
When he first encountered Hisoka in Nightless City, it was no problem to say that the battle that broke out for no apparent reason was a case of 'mutual understanding'.
Perhaps this was a love for battle.
But Moses didn't mind. Along the way, he had indeed grown significantly in various battles of 'the weak defeating the strong'.
"Hoho."
Netero chuckled with interest as he observed Moses.
'One aimed to become a Gourmet Hunter, the other a Blacklist Hunter.'
'That is to say…'
'These two fields would soon welcome their own rising stars.'