A foreigner's journey

Killua's head buzzed and he felt a little numb.

Heather? Why kill Heather?

He immediately planned to reject the task, but looking around at all the buttons and dialog boxes, there was no option to 'reject' or 'cancel', and shouting 'cancel' in his head was completely useless.

At this time, someone suddenly tapped Killua on the shoulder. Looking back, it was Heather.

"What are you thinking about? I'm so focused that I didn't even hear you when I called you several times."

Heather pointed in the direction of the elevator, and Killua realized that Chidor and Milton had already entered the elevator, and the elevator door was slowly closing.

"In this way, we can both be considered professional hunters."

Heather pushed up the frame on the bridge of her nose: "After all these messy things are over, I will go to the Kululu Mountain to visit the enemy family, of course, as a friend."

Friend... Killua clenched his little fists.

Just now, when Heather said that she wanted to visit the enemy family, Killua inevitably had a thought in his mind.

If my father, grandfather, and great-great-grandfather were notified in advance and a dragnet was set up in Kululu Mountain, even Heather would have no choice but to wait and be killed, right? If you invest 10,000 points in the enhancement column, you will immediately become the world's top telepathic user...

Bang!

Under Heather's surprised gaze, Killua punched himself hard in the face, causing his cheek to swell immediately.

"What's wrong?" Heather was a little strange and asked with concern.

Among the four comic protagonists, Heather is just not very interested in the protagonist Gang Fulis, and the other three can all be called 'friends' in his senses. Kurapika is a comrade and junior brother who can safely hand over his back, Leorio is an LSP who has a similar temperament with him, and Killua, although he was born into a family of suicides, has a bright mind, and he also has his own view of good and evil, unlike Gang... Fulis is so double-standard.

Killua shook his head, the gloom cleared from his face, and he smiled: "It's nothing, I have figured out some things. In a month, I will go with Xiaogang to watch the duel between you and President Netero, and then we will go to Kunming together." Lulu Mountain!"

"It's a deal."

Big hands and little hands clasped together.

The next meeting will be at the Hunter Association headquarters in a month!

………………

Three days later.

Hunter Association Headquarters, top floor conference hall.

Twelve strange people were sitting around the long table in the center of the room. Most of them have certain [animal] characteristics, yes, they are the [Twelve Earthly Branches].

"Oh, it's really annoying. I told you that I didn't deliberately anger Mr. Heather. Please stop accusing me, okay?"

The handsome man with blond hair and a suit waved his hands with a hearty smile, indicating that he was innocent. ——[Sub] Pariston Hill, a three-star negotiation hunter, vice president of the Hunter Association, ranked second to last among the twelve earthly tribes in terms of popularity.

"To summon the twelve earthly branches for a mere newcomer, isn't it an understatement?"

The sharp-toothed fighter, with his hair dyed into tiger spots and a tiger tail tied on the back of his head, sat at the table with his cheeks drawn and his tone ferocious. ——[Yin] Kongzhai, a two-star treasure hunter, has a bad temper and a slightly low level of education.

"No one accuses you, don't be sentimental. In addition, the usage of 'understatement' is wrong."

A gentle green-haired woman with a face like a hound. ——[Xu] Chidor Yorkshire, a three-star hunter of difficult and complicated diseases, the brain of the twelve earthly branches.

"It's incredible. Even a lazy scum like Jin is here? It's a rare sight in a hundred years."

The tall and thin man, who looks exactly like Sun Wukong and even has a golden hoop on his head, speaks in a lazy and unscrupulous tone. ——[Shen] Journey to the West, a two-star bounty hunter, the most skilled gossip in causing trouble.

"What do you mean, even I'm here? Are you looking for death, stinky monkey?"

The uncle with a slovenly appearance looked towards Xiyou with an unhappy expression. ——[Hai] Jin Fulis, a two-star relic hunter, the prodigal son of the twelve earthly branches, ranked last in popularity among the twelve earthly branches.

"You two are so arguing! Jin Fan is so stupid! Journey to the West is so stupid!"

The slender woman with a Victoria's Secret-style hairstyle and clothes rested impatiently on the table with her chin in her hands. ——[You] Crook, a three-star plant hunter, a proud and picky musician.

"It's rare for the twelve earthly branches to gather together. Please stop arguing."

The long black-haired woman with healthy wheat-colored skin and an extremely hot figure has a voice as mellow and long as red wine. ——[Si] Gale, a two-star poison hunter, chief coroner of the Hunter Association and a famous pharmacist.

"Does anyone need a lunch box? I brought plenty."

The burly man with sheep horns on his temples took out two lunch boxes from his side pocket and handed them to the side. ——[Unknown] Yinta, a two-star poacher. Some people always think that he would be more successful if he became a gourmet hunter.

"Don't disturb me, stupid Yinta, while I'm playing with my mobile phone! I'm about to clear the level!"

The cute girl with bunny ears, who was lying on the table and playing with her mobile phone, opened the lunch box with her elbow without raising her head, and her tone was rude and unappreciative. ——【卯】Biyou, a two-star ancient document hunter, an expert on ancient cultures and lost languages ​​around the world.

"You guys, be quiet!"

The tall old man with a face like a dragon's head had a loud and powerful voice, carrying a strong sense of majesty. ——[Chen] Porter Bai Gigante, a three-star terrorist hunter and military analyst, is closest to President Netero in terms of reputation and strength.

"The people who were present at that time were Zi, Xu, and Chou. Why don't you three first tell us how you met the target?"

The tall, lanky man with a ponytail and a horse-like face spoke softly. ——[Noon] Kobayakawa Samurai, a two-star trouble hunter, the head of the Twelve Earthly Branches’ heart-to-heart talks and a famous detective.

"Let's wait until the president comes."

A tall man wearing a black and white striped suit and a top hat sat at the table with his arms folded, his face indifferent. ——[Ugly] Milton Nana, the conscience of the twelve earthly branches, a private security company management lawyer with special search powers.

Just as everyone was talking noisily, the door to the conference room was pushed open.

The bean-faced man with a strange face walked into the conference room and looked at everyone: "I'm sorry everyone, the president is temporarily busy, let me inform everyone - [You can chair the meeting yourself, just tell me the conclusion, see you later!]"

"………………"

The scene fell into an awkward silence.

It is indeed very president-like. Everyone here is a master who was personally promoted by the president and given the title of [Twelve Earthly Branches]. They are already familiar with the president's arbitrary and reckless character, and they are not too surprised.

[Sub] Pariston still had a bright and sunny smile on his face. He put his hands on the table and stood up: "Well, then let me do it..."

"Then let Chidor preside over the meeting." [Chen] Potterwhite immediately interrupted Pariston.

Everyone immediately agreed in unison, stating that Chidor was the best choice to host the meeting.

Pariston was not annoyed. He sat back in his seat, still smiling, and gently applauded [Xu] Chidor: "It would be great if Miss Chidor is willing to host the meeting."

Chidor did not refuse, cleared his throat and said: "Since everyone has recommended me to preside over the meeting, I will not refuse. There is only one content of today's meeting..."

"That is the new hunter who passed the 288th hunter test, Heather."

PS: I have been busy with work recently, so I can only update twice as long as I don’t work overtime on weekends. Please forgive me.