"As expected, the names of players like Alpheed and Kamara, who possessed quite a few specified cards, have all disappeared." (Name translations are so messed up I don't know who they are talking about.)
"Are they the ones being hunted? I remember that group had formed a diverse organization, aiming to unite many players to clear the game."
"They were the leaders of the organization, and now that even they've perished... it seems the organization no longer exists."
"Who exactly are these two called Feitan and Phinks? Is it that their Nen abilities are simply that effective, or is their strength truly so overwhelming?!"
Regardless of which it was, it made Tsezguerra furrow his brows, his expression turning grave and solemn.
"To achieve this, it clearly demonstrates their extraordinariness. They are definitely not ordinary people."
"If their goal is hunting players, it won't take long for them to find me here."
"I must prepare early to deal with a sudden attack from those two."
While Tsezguerra was frowning and deep in thought.
In a certain jungle on the island, inside a large rocky cave.
"Hah, these guys boasted about how great they were, managing to collect so many cards, yet their strength is only at this level."
Phinks casually wiped his blood-stained hands with a piece of paper, indifferent to the corpses scattered around.
"After all, too many ants can bite an elephant to death. With so many Nen users, if they couldn't even collect some cards, they'd just be a bunch of freeloaders." Feitan didn't feel much about it, except that he was quite satisfied with the number of cards.
"We've already gathered fifty cards, completing half of our progress."
Excluding those who escaped by luck and the cards that disappeared with those Feitan and Phinks killed, only about fifty cards remained.
"That's really fast."
Phinks was also quite pleased with their results.
"So, should we continue hunting other players next?"
"No, not for now."
Feitan put away the card collection book. "Such a large group took this long to gather just over fifty cards, which shows their limit."
"Other teams, working solo, probably won't have collected much more than that."
"So next, we..." Phinks inquired.
"Let's play around ourselves first."
Feitan walked out with his hands in his pockets. "Since we're in this game, we should experience the fun it offers, right?"
"Once we've collected a certain number of game cards by playing, I believe other teams will have gathered the cards we want." Phinks bumped his fists together. "Then we can just take their cards, right?"
"This method is good, I like it!!"
Just like fattening pigs before the slaughter.
Feitan and Phinks began their official game strategy journey.
Long after they left, three figures stealthily entered the scene.
"Tsk tsk, those two were really ruthless, weren't they? Did they kill everyone here?!"
The figure on the far left, with short yellow hair and squinty eyes, whistled at the bloody scene.
Hmm, as if he wasn't the one who used [Little Flower] in the original to kill these people.
His words seemed to be teasing, but they were also filled with apprehension.
"All the cards here have fallen into the hands of those two, Feitan and Phinks."
The man on the far right, with dark skin and a middle-parted hairstyle, had a serious look in his eyes.
He glanced at the scene of corpses and took a deep breath:
"What should we do, Genthru?"
As he spoke, he and the squinty-eyed, short-haired man both looked at the middle of their trio, at [Bomber] Genthru.
Genthru, having narrowly escaped from Feitan and Phinks, brought his two companions here to assess the situation.
But from the scene and the changes in the card holder rankings, it seemed they were a step too late.
Genthru looked at the scene with a gloomy face, his fists clenched tightly.
He was unwilling to see all his long-term scheming and hard work end up benefiting others. And to think, it was by newcomers who had been in the game for less than two days!!
"Damn it!!!"
Genthru's heart was filled with deep resentment, unwillingness, and grievance, but...
...what's the use of that?! Even if his Nen ability was highly destructive, created specifically for killing.
But against the overwhelming power of Feitan and Phinks, it was utterly useless!! For the first time, Genthru felt such a profound sense of powerlessness.
He never imagined he would end up in such a situation one day.
All his plans and efforts went to waste, benefiting others, and he didn't even dare to confront them. The reason being:
He wasn't as strong as they were.
Strength, it was precisely because of strength that he couldn't take any action.
Against others, he dared to rob and hunt.
But against those much stronger than him, he didn't even have the thought or courage to do so.
Survival of the fittest, nothing more.
Even in this game, the law of the jungle was vividly played out.
All Genthru could do was rage impotently~~
Meanwhile, their actions were faithfully reflected to Eta and List's side.
"Are there two more formidable figures on Greed Island?"
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Inside the castle of Rumeiro, List gazed at the large screen, stroking his chin. "Judging by their skills, those two have quite remarkable strength."
"Moreover, the aura they exude feels very similar to the one Razor had when Ging first captured him."
"Both Razor, who was once an S-rank criminal, and these two seem to be of the same ilk, whether in presence or power."
As he continued to watch, List suddenly laughed:
"But no matter how formidable a person is, once they come to this island through the game console, they must abide by the game's rules."
"Although hunting players is one of the game's implicit rules, if it's taken too far, the officials will intervene."
List and his team, as the officials responsible for running the game on Greed Island, naturally have certain powers to impose restrictions on players.
For instance, Razor has the ability to use [Drift] to send people who accidentally arrive on the island from the sea back out.
Even the strongest, like the members of the Phantom Troupe, have been sent away by Razor.
If outsiders can be dealt with, then players who enter through the game console are certainly subject to the GM's jurisdiction.
It's well-known that when conflicts arise between players and the GM, the players are always at a disadvantage.
Because the GM has the ultimate authority to interpret the rules:
Banning--
If Feitan and Phinks really go too far and trample the rules, List will take drastic measures.
He'll ban their game accounts, effectively expelling them from the game forever.
One must admit, the developers can be quite ruthless.
From the perspective of a "normal" player, that is.
After List marked Feitan and Phinks, Gon and Killua, having gathered information, began their own adventure.
Just as they were about to leave the town entrance for the magical city of Masadora:
"Please wait, let me join your team!!"
A charming little girl in a red dress stood before them, looking pitiful and on the verge of tears.
"Uh, sorry, no."
Perhaps due to the instinctual wariness of the Transmutation type or a general distrust of strangers.
Before Gon could agree, Killua refused without a second thought.
"Wha... why?!"
Biscuit was quite surprised, not expecting such a response.
Shouldn't someone be moved by her appearance?
Even if they were just twelve or thirteen-year-olds, at that age, they should be eager to flaunt themselves and express their style.
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