"Is Killua lying to me?!"
This answer just popped up in Milluki's mind, and then he rejected it immediately: "No!"
"He knows nothing about games; he can only play and not analyze, and he is not stupid enough to trade with me using a fake game!!"
"There are only two possibilities. One is that he was also deceived by others."
"The second is that this is indeed the real thing, but it is beyond my ability…"
"Or is it, as advertised, this is a game exclusive to professional hunters?"
"But that's not right. Someone once hired 50 hunters, with three of them having hunter licenses, to try to crack the game."
"Damn it, I'm so angry!!"
"I must find out! No matter what, I have to solve the secret!!"
Milluki grabbed a handful of potato chips and put them into his mouth.
Since there is no way to crack it, then he can only buy one for himself and study it carefully!!
He didn't forget to take out the phone with his other hand.
"Deposit balance of 12.7 billion Jenny…"
Although Milluki had no experience in auctions, he also learned from the information he obtained from the internet:
"First, I need to prepare twice as much as the money so that I can have a chance to bid for the game…"
This is just a possibility.
He thought about it and then dialed another number: "Hello, Dad, I want to discuss something with you. I will help you kill 15 people, but can you lend me 15 billion first…"
While calling, Milluki searches the map of Yorknew City.
"I remember the last time I went out, I was only ten years old…"
It was rare for him to go out, and it was just to bid for a game; it seemed a bit monotonous.
Milluki thought about it and then opened the map again to search for a restaurant in Yorknew City.
On the other side, at the Lingon Airport in Yorknew City.
The Nostrade family also successfully got off the flying ship and arrived.
As soon as they landed, they boarded the special car to the hotel.
From now on, the Nostrade family's minions are no longer qualified to contact this side.
Even the drivers have been replaced by these guards and bodyguards.
Lan and Neon are in one car, and Squala is the driver.
Linssen, Baise, and Siper in one car, and Shachmono Tocino is the driver.
Melody and Kurapika are in one car, and Basho is the driver.
The other two bodyguards of the family, Dalzollene and Ivlenkov, have been following Light Nostrade.
However, he also arrived at the hotel in advance, and the two bodyguards were on guard near the hotel waiting for Neon's arrival.
At this time, on an endless empty road.
Several vehicles were driving together on this yellow sand-filled avenue.
In the car.
"This is for September."
Lan handed the list of information that Neon needed for the fortune poems.
"Ah, why are there so many this time?"
Neon took it while pouting: "Can't I just not write it?"
"This is almost the most in recent times."
Lan stroked her hair gently: "After writing this time, I guess the workload will be much less in the future."
After the Phantom Troupe's uproar, many people from the mafia will come to the factory for a day of cleaning. Even their leader, Ten Mafia Dons, will die in this storm.
At that time, there will be no need for any fortune poems.
Everything depends on the hard power of the fist.
Whoever is more powerful can control more power.
"Really?!"
Hearing this, Neon, who picked up the pen, was immediately surprised.
"Of course, when have I ever lied to you?"
"Hehe, that's good!!
After Neon laughed coquettishly, her eyes immediately became empty.
Lovely Ghostwriter, this innate Nen ability, was immediately activated.
After Lan used the Gyo, his eyes clearly saw a strange-looking, monster-like angel holding Neon's hand.
It was opening its thick mouth as if chanting, pushing Neon's hand, constantly writing and drawing on the paper.
This innate ability is very special in itself, most of which is related to blood relationships. It is a special ability possessed by people who grew up in a special environment.
Most of it is related to Neon's mother, whom she had never met.
Finally, after writing a few fortune poems...
Click.
Neon threw the pen in her hand aside and stretched.
"Finally finished writing!!"
She let out a long sigh, picked up the doll that Lan bought for her, and rubbed it well.
Lan took the fortune poems she had written and read them one by one.
Lovely Ghostwriter, this ability can predict what will happen in the next month by writing four lines of poems in a note.
A line of poetry represents what may happen in a week.
To activate this ability, customers are asked to write down their names (pen names or stage names are both acceptable), date of birth, and blood type on a piece of paper.
Then Neon writes the divination on the same piece of paper.
If the other party is not at the scene, a photo is required.
If an ominous prophecy appears, it means warning the customer that there is trouble, and as long as they obey the warning, they can avoid it.
This also means that the future predicted by the fortune poems is not immutable.
However, although Neon has the ability to predict the future, she never reads her own fortune, nor does she read the fortune poems she wrote.
Because she believes that only in this way can she stay out of the matter and it can be accurate.
This is also a very harsh limitation of prophecy ability.
The initiators of the ability themselves cannot read the fortune poems written by themselves, nor can they predict for themselves.
They also need various information from the person they need to tell the fortune.
It is just like a special ability to serve others.
Fortunately, this kind of fortune poem basically does not consume too much Nen.
Therefore, even if Neon has not learned the skills related to Nen, she can still support the writing of many fortune poems.
And the content of the above fortune poems was just as Lan expected.
[The basement where everything will appreciate]
[It will be your place of rest. ]
[You cannot go down the stairs that you have not climbed up yet.]
[You cannot compete with others in numbers.]
Well, this time, the fortune poems only have these four quotations, not more.
Because in the place of rest, the death sentence has basically been announced.
There will naturally be no other developments in the follow-up.
And the four people's fortune poems are all the same.
In other words, the future, fate, and results of these people are the same.
And these four customers who want divination will all participate in this year's underground auction.
And that basement where everything will appreciate and cannot compete with others in numbers, this is almost equivalent to a clear indication.
"It seems that the group of thieves will still come to this year's underground auction."
Lan put away the contents of these fortune poems.
Through the yellow sand splashing outside the window, he also saw shadowy figures walking on the yellow land.
He couldn't help but smile slowly.
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