69novels Chapter 157 Mine, mine, all mine!
Chapter 157 Mine, mine, all mine!
Chapter 157 Mine, mine, all mine!
"Then hurry up and use [Companion] to find the Bomber," Su Wu urged.
"Hey, how are they supposed to fight in this state?!" Bisky demanded.
Killua's hand might not even recover, and it might never be fully healed.
Even if they recover, with their current strength... they still can't defeat the Bomb Demon.
Going there now would be suicide.
"Tsk, really..." Su Wu clicked his tongue impatiently. "Come here." He beckoned to Killua.
The same action as beckoning to cats and dogs.
Having witnessed the case of Sue the Black-Hearted Doctor Mist, Killua stepped forward and instinctively extended his hands.
"..." Su Wu placed one hand directly on Killua's head and rubbed it vigorously, making the other party go from grimacing to wanting to speak, and then to closing his mouth and becoming numb.
The reversal technique doesn't necessarily require pressing on the wound to activate.
"By the way, if your hand is crippled, can you still use your family's cooking skills?" Su Wu asked thoughtfully.
"How is this possible..." Killua blurted out, then quickly shut his mouth.
Just like when he pulled out her heart before, his fingers and nails became inhuman, an ability that could only be acquired through modification.
An injured and uncontrollable hand obviously cannot be deformed again.
"..." Su Wu twitched the corner of her mouth and withdrew her hand.
He still couldn't understand the so-called friendship and bond between protagonists in shonen manga, or how they would give everything for each other.
He couldn't understand, nor did he think he needed to understand, such a boring emotion.
Even if he has chuunibyou (middle school syndrome), he's a villainous chuunibyou who doesn't need emotions.
Killua's hands have fully recovered; once the bandages are removed, his hands are completely unharmed.
"That's great, thank you." Killua smiled and clenched his fist.
Even so, Su Wu was certain that she was still not as important to the other party as Xiao Jie.
A strange, inexplicable feeling.
Bisky watched this scene from the side, her eyes thoughtful.
That kid's attitude towards Killua seems quite different from his attitude towards everyone else.
Even though he treated Gon quite well, he didn't seem to treat Killua as well.
Same white hair... brothers? Love from the older brother? It doesn't feel right either.
Bisky glanced around and her gaze fell on the white tiger beast lazily pawing at the grass.
Hmm... their attitude towards Killua seems to be similar to their attitude towards this magical beast.
Should we treat everyone else like cats and dogs? No, that's not quite right... To them, being treated like a cat or dog seems like a very good treatment.
For people like them, the other party's attitude is... to ignore them unless absolutely necessary.
Even with Hisoka and Gon, that kid didn't offer to treat them.
"Killua's hands are healed now, can we go?" Su Wu urged again.
Martha's Dora in the game is a magical city where you can buy cards directly. Of course, when there were many players, you could hardly buy any cards.
After the bomb monster killed a group of players, the card inventory on that side suddenly became abundant.
"...Look at Xiao Jie's condition..." Bisky hinted.
Since Killua is cured, why not cure Gon too?
Su Wu looked at Xiao Jie, the boy in the green shirt scratching his head with an awkward smile.
"With his self-healing ability, he'll be fine in no time," Su Wu said, pursing her lips.
It's just a minor injury; it won't heal at all if left untreated.
He took the initiative to treat Killua because the other's hand was indeed seriously injured. Without his hand, Killua's strength would drop significantly, affecting his performance... Plus, he's a white-haired enthusiast, and most Chinese people are white-haired enthusiasts, so there's no way around it.
A teenage assassin with exceptional strength, genius, white hair, cool and aloof, and the heir to an assassin family—this character design is incredibly stylish and undeniably irresistible to any chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) anime fan.
Su Wu's list of favorite characters over the years is mostly white-haired characters. Of course, he is not a fan of any particular character; it's just that Yun likes them.
As for Xiao Jie... he's not twisted enough, and his character design isn't trendy enough, but at least he's not an honest, useless protagonist. He's naturally cunning and kind of cute, so he's alright.
"I'm fine..." Xiao Jie said somewhat hesitantly, but his tone was quite natural.
He has excellent physical fitness. The injuries he sustained in the Sky Arena, which were initially thought to take two or three months to heal, he recovered in less than a month.
"See? He said it himself." Su Wu shrugged at Bisky and said lightly.
This guy's bias is outrageous!
"They'll need special training to deal with the Bomber. Even if I were to guide them, it would take at least three weeks," Bisky said in a low voice.
These past three weeks have been made possible by Killua and Gon being geniuses among geniuses, who grasp concepts instantly.
Otherwise, if it were an ordinary person, would they really think they could defeat the Bomber in three weeks? Dream on.
"I can help delay it for three weeks..." George Kira then spoke up.
Even if you can't beat your opponent, you can still use cards to slow them down.
"That's great."
"no."
Bisky and Su Wu's voices rang out one after the other.
"Three weeks is too slow, I don't have that patience," the white-haired boy said expressionlessly, revealing his lack of patience.
At that time, he will directly break the restraints and attack the bomb demon.
As for the inevitable consequences of illegal restraint... as long as it's not immediate death, it doesn't matter.
"With my patience, two weeks at most," the white-haired boy said calmly, holding up two fingers.
"Two weeks...?" Maybe.
Bisky opened her mouth in disbelief, but was interrupted by Gon.
"No problem, we can do it." His eyes revealed an unwavering determination.
"Right, Killua?" He looked at Killua, seeking his opinion.
That guy Xiao Jie... he's as reckless as ever.
There was nothing I could do; he was my best friend.
"Ah, no problem," Killua replied confidently.
"Don't worry, I'll help train you all so you can improve quickly." Su Wu then revealed a malicious smile, speaking with malice.
"...What...I suddenly have a bad feeling." Xiao Jie shuddered.
"Me too," Killua chimed in with a look of utter disgust.
"Then we can hold off the Bomber for two weeks, allowing you to train seriously," George Kira said, his gaze falling on Gon's neck.
The Alexandrite stone was hanging there, gleaming brightly.
"In return, you must hand over the [Lucky Alexandrite] to us," George Kira said.
A qualified and mature worker in society will not work without expecting anything in return.
It's reasonable to expect a return for every effort.
"Wait, we don't need you guys." Su Wu stopped Xiao Jie, who was about to agree.
Are you kidding me? Those aren't Xiao Jie's cards! They're mine!
"Give it to me instead. Maro and Sora will be responsible for holding off the bomb demon." The white-haired boy casually pointed to the blond figure and the white tiger beside him.
"You can do it, right?" He said with a smile, his voice deep.
The implication was that "if you can't do it, then die."
"Yes, we'll hold them off." The blond youth knelt on one knee, head bowed, as he assured him, his tone even hinting at excitement and agitation.
The adults need him! He can finally do something for them!
George Kira temporarily lost the ability to speak.
Outside the game, it's one thing for mercenaries to fight over wealthy bosses, but why are they also having their business stolen within the game?!
(End of this chapter)