Sakaki was, needless to say, extremely powerful-both in reaction speed and physical skill-far beyond ordinary people.
If he were to learn Nen, his strength would increase at an astonishing rate.
The two women were the same.
Their life auras were overwhelming, no weaker than Sakaki's.
The woman named Robin was even stronger.
As for Hayato Furinji, despite looking like a centenarian, the vitality of his life force and the strength of his body were downright shocking.
To be honest, a robust old man like this was rare.
Looking at him, Satotz couldn't help but think of the equally aged yet terrifying Chairman of the Association.
And the aura the old man carried was also similar to Chairman Netero's.
The young man named Emiya, however, was even more interesting.
It was normal for a young man to possess vigorous vitality.
What caught Satotz's attention wasn't that.
It was the way Emiya had just produced a table and chairs.
It was extremely similar to a Materialization-type Nen ability.
The problem was that Satotz didn't detect any Nen aura on him.
Not even a trace.
There were only two possibilities.
First, the other party was not a Nen ability user.
Second, the other party's Nen was far beyond Satotz's ability to judge.
Satotz felt the first possibility was more reasonable.
But if Emiya wasn't a Materialization-type Nen user, then what kind of ability did he possess?
The world is indeed vast, Satotz thought.
What made him even more curious was that this group was clearly centered around Emiya.
As for the last man, the middle-aged Isshō, although his eyes were closed, Satotz felt as if every movement he made was being watched.
Including this very moment.
In terms of strength, Isshō was undoubtedly the strongest among them.
His physique and terrifying vitality far exceeded Hayato Furinji's.
They were even on par with Chairman Netero.
Yet the other party was not a Nen ability user.
That made no sense.
This was a monster.
Perhaps even the powerful Chairman Netero was not the most terrifying monster in this world.
The world is indeed vast...
While Satotz observed Emiya and his group, time passed quietly.
More and more examinees began entering the venue.
A few hours later, more than thirty had arrived.
The Bean Man handed out numbered badges one by one.
As time continued to pass, the number of examinees steadily increased.
Before long, Emiya noticed a few familiar faces.
One of them was a genuine freak.
Hisoka.
In the original flow of events, Hisoka had been number 44.
Because of Emiya's group, his number was pushed back and became 50.
When Emiya looked at him, Hisoka seemed to sense it.
He turned his head.
Their gazes met in midair.
Emiya nodded slightly, then looked away.
Hisoka was a freak and a Nen user, but Emiya wasn't afraid of him.
With Nen combined with the Bomu Bomu no Mi, Hisoka might not even be able to handle him.
More importantly, Isshō was beside him.
A monster comparable to a Navy Admiral.
If he got serious, he could use Haki to defeat-no, crush-Hisoka.
There was no reason to fear a freak.
Emiya wasn't interested in Hisoka.
But Hisoka became interested in Emiya after that brief exchange.
He started walking toward him.
Halfway there, he suddenly stopped.
Every hair on his body stood on end.
His heart pounded violently.
If he took another step, he would face a fatal attack.
One that would absolutely kill him.
So Hisoka decisively retreated and turned away.
Emiya noticed.
He glanced at Hisoka's back, then looked at Isshō.
Isshō's eyes were still closed.
He was holding his cards, seemingly focused on them.
As if nothing had happened.
Another familiar face soon appeared.
Tonpa.
The rookie killer.
He could be considered a celebrity.
He had joined the Hunter Exam since the age of ten.
By now, he had participated thirty-five times.
He had taken part in the official Hunter Exam thirty times.
First in history.
Before transmigrating, many people online called him "Tonpa God."
Many believed that if he weren't so malicious, if he didn't enjoy sabotaging newcomers, he would already be an official Hunter.
Emiya agreed with that assessment.
With thirty-five participations, Tonpa had countless chances to pass.
He simply chose not to.
Most likely, he understood the responsibilities that came with being an official Hunter.
So he deliberately got eliminated every time.
The Hunter Association knew about him.
Yet they never banned him.
It was likely they were using Tonpa to temper newcomers.
If someone couldn't even get past Tonpa, they weren't qualified to be a Hunter.
When Emiya saw him, he thought Tonpa would come over and start acting.
Instead, Tonpa paused.
His eyes flickered a few times.
Then he looked away.
He didn't approach them at all.
It was obvious he could tell that Emiya's group wasn't easy to deal with.
So he chose to ignore them.
Emiya smiled faintly.
He wasn't disappointed.
He lowered his head and returned his attention to the cards.
Time passed.
Round after round was played.
Sakaki seemed to grow bored.
He threw his cards onto the table, leaned back with his hands behind his head, and calmly observed the surroundings.
"This is surprising," he said. "So many powerful people gathered in a single competition."
There were already around two hundred examinees in the venue.
To avoid being underestimated, many didn't bother concealing their aura.
Sakaki noticed a large number of people.
None of them were easy opponents.
Even he couldn't guarantee victory against all of them.
Emiya spoke calmly. "Anyone who passes the preliminary screening isn't simple. Once the exam begins, another group will be eliminated. Those who remain will be the elite among elites."
Robin asked, "Do all the examinees know Nen?"
"Of course not," Emiya replied. "See the guy with number 50?"
"That clown?"
"He looks like one, but he's already a Nen user. Among them, he's first-rate. He took the Hunter Exam last year, but didn't like the examiner and beat him up, so he was disqualified. This is his return."
Robin blinked. "He beat up the examiner? And the examiner wasn't a Nen user?"
Emiya nodded.
"Yes. All examiners are Hunter Association members. And members are basically all Nen users. Anyone qualified to be an examiner is an excellent Nen user."
Robin found it absurd.
"He can still take the exam after that?"
"Of course. The examiners change every year, and each year's test is decided by them. As long as the examiner says you pass, even a demon can get a Hunter license."
Isshō spoke with clear displeasure. "They don't investigate background or character? Only ability? I can't agree with that."
Emiya spread his hands.
"There's no choice. This world is dangerous. Hunters are needed everywhere. If character screening were added, a qualified Hunter might not be born for years."
"Still, most examiners have standards. Those who are too malicious won't pass unless their ability is truly outstanding."
Hisoka was a perfect example.
Malicious.
But exceptional.
As they talked, time slipped by.
Soon, the number of examinees exceeded four hundred.
When Emiya saw the main group from the original flow appear, he knew the Hunter Exam was about to begin.
After Gon and his companions arrived, Tonpa approached them and began explaining which opponents they should avoid.
While speaking, he pointed in Emiya's direction.
Curious, Emiya used Observation Haki to listen.
"Those guys are newcomers too. First time participants, like you. I haven't seen them in previous years. But look at their numbers-1 to 6. They were the first to arrive."
"Based on my intuition, they're definitely not people you want to provoke. If you encounter them later, it's best to forfeit."
Gon replied without hesitation.
"I'll never forfeit."
Tonpa: ...
Emiya wasn't surprised.
That was exactly what Gon would say.
Emiya's impression of Gon was simple.
Stubborn.
Once he set his mind on something, he would never change it.
Even if it meant risking his life.
An absurdly stubborn kid.
Emiya respected that.
But he didn't want to be friends with someone like that.
In the original events, Gon was raised by Aunt Mito and had never met his father.
After meeting Kite and learning about his father, he immediately chose to follow the same path.
Even though Aunt Mito tried desperately to stop him.
Even if it made her sad.
Emiya found it hard to like someone like that.
Of course, he knew that judgment wasn't fair.
Gon was still a child.
A child who had never met his father.
Admiring a great figure like that was only natural.
But emotions worked that way.
You either liked someone.
Or you didn't.
Absolute fairness was impossible.
So Emiya chose to follow his own preferences.
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