Unlimited Blind Box At HxH

"Excuse me, what just happened?"

Killua asked the player who saw the whole process. 

"His body exploded with a bang."

The player next to him described it as best as possible.

"We just entered the game and saw a player having Gameover…"

Gon suddenly felt a little heavy: "It's hard to believe that this is really just a game."

"This is a game with life-threatening consequences…"

Whoosh!!

Suddenly, the body of the player who was killed in the explosion turned into a white light and disappeared on the spot.

"Gone?!"

"I think he has returned to the real world."

"That is, he was removed in this game…"

"Logically speaking, according to the guy who used the Accompany spell card on us, there shouldn't be any spells that can attack others in this game…"

Gon, Killua, and Milluki were checking the situation while discussing.

"That should be the effect of Nen's ability."

Suddenly, a strange voice sounded behind them.

"It was done by another player…"

When they looked back, they saw a middle-aged man who looked unkempt behind them.

"You mean players kill each other?"

Gon couldn't help but ask: "Why?"

"This is player hunting."

The sloppy middle-aged man explained patiently: "You may have heard that there is a card limit in this game."

"The number of each type of card is limited within the same time limit, and the more precious the card, the fewer the limited number."

"That is to say, the more players there are…"

The sloppy middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "The less chance each player has of getting those cards."

Gon and others immediately drew inferences from it.

"On the other hand, if there are fewer players, the chances of getting other limited cards will increase."

"That's right."

The sloppy middle-aged man nodded and said: "That's why there are such radical people who commit acts of cruelty and murder."

"Our method is exactly the opposite… We win by the number of cards, and we will never kill or let bloodshed!"

"Do you want to cooperate with us?"

The sloppy middle-aged man then revealed his true purpose: "We know the exact way to clear the game."

"If you are interested, follow me. Our companions and new players like you who have just entered the game are all there."

As he said this, he took the lead and walked forward.

"What to do?"

"It seems very suspicious…"

"Do we go over and take a look?"

"Ah… What do you think, Lan?"

Several people looked at each other and finally looked at the thighs they were hugging before and even after entering the game.

"It wouldn't hurt to go and have a look."

Lan didn't care. "They were monitoring us before. I think for an invitation like this, there's no harm in taking a look."

Of course, the most important thing is that if he guessed correctly, the old driver should have been sitting there waiting for a long time.

"Pull in new players entering the game and strengthen their own forces…"

Milluki immediately reacted: "Isn't this like the mafia organization in Yorknew City?!"

As an old player, he was very keen to notice this pattern.

"They usually have a lot of information that ordinary wild players don't know."

The shamatte punk just now; he should be a typical wild player.

"We need more intelligence."

Planning before taking any action. 

This has always been the style of this fat game master who has not stepped out of the Zoldyck Family since he was thirteen years old.

Well, since both Lan and Milluki said so, there's no harm in going together to take a look.

Several people followed the uncle in front of them and walked forward. 

Finally, they reached a slightly shabby square.

At this time, many people have gathered here, sitting and waiting.

There are quite a few new players who look alert and vigilant at first glance or who appear calm on the surface but are actually paying attention to the situation around them.

There were also people who were obviously the host of this briefing, the so-called mafia forces within the game, the sloppy middle-aged man's group.

Among the crowd, sitting on the steps at the back, there was a lovely girl with twin ponytails and a red princess puffy skirt, who looked like a porcelain doll princess and was sitting there quietly.

But when she saw the group of people led by Gon, who had just arrived, to be exact, the person who looked like the one she had encountered before, the calmness she maintained on her face almost disappeared.

Biscuit's calm face almost trembled: "How did he get here?!!"

Biscuit was very surprised and had never expected to meet Lan here again.

Especially when the other party also sees her, there is no change in his expression.

As if he already knew she was here, he even nodded and smiled at her.

That meaningful smile suddenly made Biscuit have an idea in his mind: "He's following me?!"

It shouldn't be…

As a veteran who has practiced the Shingen-ryu martial arts for decades, Biscuit can still detect whether someone is following her.

She threw the idea away in her mind.

Especially for a strong man like Lan, the aura on his body is a little too obvious.

She could sense it just by him getting a little closer.

Not to mention tracking.

"Then why did he suddenly appear in this game?! And after meeting me here, there was no sign of him…"

"It's as if he knew I would come here and was fully aware of my movements…"

"What on earth is this happening?!!"

Biscuit was puzzled.

She is a Transmuter type; her personality is whimsical and fickle. 

Moreover, she's a woman who is already over fifty years old… and tends to think divergently, so it is easy for her to run wildly in a very outrageous and completely unrealistic direction. 

"Um?!"

Lan suddenly stared at Biscuit, who seemed to be in a trance.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that the other party was thinking about something that seemed very unfriendly to him.

At this time, the sloppy middle-aged man had already stood in the center of the square, faced the many players present, and began his speech.

The first bombshell he dropped made people feel nervous: "A player was killed over there just now."

He put his hands in his pockets and said casually: "He entered the game with you guys."

"The newcomers nearby also saw it with their own eyes. His stomach suddenly exploded… It must be the work of the Bomber group."

"Bomber group?" 

"Well, there are some players with extreme behaviors who specialize in hunting players."

The sloppy middle-aged man extended the topic to the bomber group and explained: "There are quite a few people like this. They will stay at the starting point and use some surveillance cards to keep an eye on the newcomer's movement."

"Once they know someone has a valuable card, they will show up and take it away."

"The most unfortunate ones are those who experience this." 

The man next to him, wearing glasses and a skinny figure like a bamboo pole, pushed up his glasses and followed the sloppy middle-aged man's conversation.

"Of course, there are some people, like the Bomber, whose goal is to reduce the number of opponents and kill people from the beginning. Both of them are from the same organization and can be considered companions."

"They are likely to monitor the initial zone, carefully select and stalk their targets, and strike without their adversaries being able to detect their identities."

"Based on the condition of the corpse and the opponent's tactics, we estimate that it is their work."

"We currently know that the Bomber may be an Emission or Manipulator type, but we have no idea about the others."

The skinny man with glasses said in a deep voice.

It was as if the Bomber he mentioned was a very dangerous and difficult-to-deal super-powerful enemy.

Well, with such acting skills, it would be a shame not to participate in the movie.

"This game has been on the market for more than a decade, and the competition is getting more intense every day."

"In the game, there are about three ways to get cards…"