In HxH with Doraemon Pocket

Chapter 369 370

Mizaistom: "..."

Kanzai: "..."

The other Zodiacs: "M..."

"Ahem, alright, the topic of discussion now is how to minimize the impact of this turmoil!"

On the screen above, Cheadle Yorkshire adjusted her black-framed glasses and brought the discussion back on track.

"That strange person claiming to be the Shadow has revealed too much information that could harm the Hunter Association. Right now, maybe no one is paying attention, but after this incident is over, there will inevitably be many who question us.

"And since this incident has been classified as being caused by the Hunter Association, if there are any significant casualties at the Heavens Arena, we would find it difficult to bear the responsibility," Cheadle Yorkshire said with a somewhat heavy tone.

"So, what about V5? Any movements from them?" Piyon, the Rabbit, blinked her big eyes, asking with an innocent look.

"V5 has indeed sent out a number of sharp soldiers and held a press conference to strongly condemn the criminal actions of those people."

In the image, Cluck, the Rooster, propped her chin with one hand, speaking with a mocking expression: "Not a single one of those soldiers is a Nen user; they're practically being sent as cannon fodder!"

"Huh?! Why is that?!"

"Because Nen users officially trained by the government are the foundation of each country~" Cluck's face was even more filled with ridicule.

Her naturally straightforward and blunt personality meant she said whatever was on her mind, daring to speak out about anything.

"Those criminals seem hostile and possess considerable strength, so they are unwilling to send their own forces to die. This so-called elite soldier group is the best choice," Saiyu, the Horse, continued Cluck's words with a heavy expression.

"Anyway, if this incident isn't handled well, the main responsibility falls on the Heavens Arena, followed by our Hunter Association taking the blame. They have several ways to stay out of it!" Gel, the Snake, added indifferently.

"Moreover, they're busy arguing over the Dark Records issue and have no time to care about the Chairman or the lives of those spectators!"

On another screen, the already somewhat angry Ginta, the Sheep, became even more furious upon hearing these words, directly kicking over a table.

"At a time like this, they're still arguing about irrelevant matters. If they don't want to make the Dark Records public, they might as well send out their forces to deal with those people! The Chairman is still suffering up there! Personal safety can't even be guaranteed!"

Among the Zodiacs, Ginta was the most emotionally expressive and respected Chairman Netero the most.

Seeing what Chairman Netero was going through and V5's actions, he wished he could twist the heads off those in charge.

"But speaking of which, where are Pariston and Ging? Those two bastards are still not coming to the meeting? At a critical moment, they're dropping the ball?!"

Kanzai, with his somewhat hot temper, glanced around, not seeing any sign of those two, and cursed directly.

"Pariston is in the Vice Chairman's office, saying he's overseeing the situation," Botobai, the Dragon, said slowly, then paused, "But in my view, he's just sitting there watching TV, with no intention of taking any action."

"Ugh!"

The other nine screens simultaneously emitted sounds of disdain, clearly showing their long-standing dislike for Pariston.

That guy, at a crucial moment, is even less reliable than Ging!

"As for Ging, it seems he's in the Korta Desert, the one said to have the most ant species in the world, studying various ants."

Being a Poacher Hunter, Ginta was relatively well-informed about such biological matters.

Studying ants...

Everyone silently retracted the thought that Ging was more reliable.

At a time like this, how could that guy be so indifferent?!

Well, they still didn't know that when Ging's son was in dire straits, he was still calmly participating in the election.

At that time, his heart was much bigger than it is now.

"So, we need to be prepared for any outcome," Cheadle Yorkshire said with a somewhat grave expression. She gently tapped the table, and the room instantly quieted down, drawing everyone's attention.

"The best outcome currently is for Mr. Morin to defeat the leader of the so-called Shadow Organization, and this incident will quietly come to an end. Conversely, we can leverage his status as a three-star Hunter to reverse our disadvantageous position and greatly enhance the prestige of our Hunter Association."

The others couldn't help but nod slightly upon hearing this, while the emotionally straightforward Ginta, the Sheep, instinctively spoke up, disrupting the somewhat relaxed atmosphere:

"And what's the worst outcome?"

The others all turned to look at him.

"Wha... what? Did I say something wrong again?" Ginta swallowed nervously.

"No," Cheadle Yorkshire shook her head. "The worst outcome is Mr. Morin being defeated and killed, angering the leader on the other side. In a fit of rage, they kill the Chairman and the hostages at the Heavens Arena, then go on a mad spree of indiscriminate slaughter centered around the Heavens Arena, eventually heading for V5 or the Hunter Association to kill everyone related to past events."

The other Zodiacs: "That's... quite serious!" Ginta couldn't help but swallow again, smiling awkwardly.

"It's not just serious; it's very serious! If such a situation really occurs, our Hunter Association might as well disband on the spot! Anyway, without the Chairman, there's no point in staying!"

As Kanzai finished speaking, many people began to cough.

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"Alright, enough with the what-ifs, Cheadle Yorkshire. Since you've thought of such scenarios, you must have some countermeasures, right?" Mizaistom asked immediately after coughing.

"Yes, I do," Cheadle Yorkshire nodded. "However," she turned her head towards another screen beside her.

On the screen, Morin and Jed stood facing each other.

"It all depends on the outcome of this battle!" she said, glancing instinctively at Kastro on the other side.

Kastro's face still bore an unshaken demeanor and a smile, as if nothing could faze him, which helped ease the heaviness in her heart. His eyes were filled with unwavering confidence.

That was his complete trust in Morin, a belief that seemed perfectly natural.

"Perhaps he really can defeat the opponent," Cheadle Yorkshire thought silently.

Though she was somewhat unfamiliar with the name Jed, her status as a three-star Hunter and a member of the Zodiacs allowed her easy access to such information. Jed was a formidable figure, comparable to Chairman Netero, and now resurrected with seemingly even greater power, back from the depths of hell for revenge.

Even Chairman Netero fell victim to him, and there seemed to be no one left in the world who could resist him.

Yet Morin's appearance seemed to bring a glimmer of hope to this dire situation.

At the top of the Heavens Arena tower, after using Netero to threaten Morin, Jed turned his principles into a tangible flaming whip, wrapping it around Netero. He stared directly at Morin, waiting for his next move.

"Using the old man as a threat, tsk tsk," Morin said, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

He made no move to dismantle the turret, instead producing two more items in his hands.

Seeing Morin's actions, Jed became vigilant, his gaze immediately shifting.

He looked at what appeared to be ordinary white paper and an unremarkable crayon.

Morin glanced at Jed once more, then lowered his head to draw on the paper.

Jed, not understanding Morin's actions, realized that Morin wasn't listening to a word he said.

"Indifferent, are we?"

Jed's cold eyes immediately swung the whip of malice, intending to slice a piece of flesh from Netero.

However, in the next second—

"Crack!"

To his astonishment, Jed's arm began twisting involuntarily.

"What is this?!"

Before he could process it, his vision suddenly flipped, the world spinning around him.

Simultaneously, his legs seemed to lose all strength, causing him to collapse to the ground.

Jed realized, to his shock, that his legs were twisted like pretzels.

Even more bizarrely, neither his arms nor his legs registered any sensation, not even pain!

"Did you do this?!"

Jed lifted his head sharply, his inverted eyes locked onto Morin.

"How's my drawing skill? Not too shabby, right?" Morin raised his head, meeting Jed's deathly glare, and lifted the paper in his hand.

On it was a drawing of Jed collapsed, with twisted limbs and eyes—exactly like the real Jed lying on the ground!

The drawing had eerily manifested onto Jed himself!

Jed's gaze shifted from the paper in Morin's hand to the crayon in his other hand.

The paper seemed unremarkable, so the crayon must be the source of this transformation.

It was through this crayon's drawing that he had been turned into his current state!

The magical crayon! Jed at full power! The ultimate curse of malice, Hyakki Yagyō!!

Item: [Drawing Crayon].

Effect: Anything drawn with this crayon will cause the subject to become identical to the drawing. Just this single sentence is enough to reveal its extraordinary power.

[Drawing Crayon], no matter how you draw, the image will always match the original subject exactly.

Because the subjects are entirely dictated by your drawing.

With this crayon in hand, it can have decisive consequences in most situations. For example, right now—

Jed had been drawn into a twisted mess by Morin and lay paralyzed on the ground.

This crayon, in some ways, could be considered a divine tool!

After all, it can alter anything, making things change according to its drawing.

It completely transcends rules, changing the world from another perspective!

The range of this tool should be the visible distance, though it's unclear if it can be used with a telescope or similar devices.

In a tactical range, its power is incredibly strong. In the original work, there are two examples: turning a dog into a cat, meaning the dog literally becomes a cat, including its voice changing.

Secondly, Nobita scribbled on Suneo's face, and Suneo's face became a mess.