Hunter x Hunter: The Ubiquitous Dragon Life

The headquarters of Carter is located in a hilly city of the same name. This area was originally covered with garbage, but after the rise of Carter a few decades ago, with the expansion of power, members of the organization kept emptying the garbage here. And built various facilities, it has developed into a medium-sized city with a population of 400,000, quite large and quite modern facilities.

After listening to the basic explanation of the knight, Feitan glanced at the outline of the city below him with interest, and then he couldn't help but grunt.

"Strange city."

Seen from above, the entire Carter map is like a huge spiral, crawling on the ground.

"Carttu is a city with a terrace structure. There are thirteen floors from top to bottom. From inside to outside, the lower the terrain, the larger the area. As the terrain increases, the area gradually decreases.

Each floor is connected by a road, the lower seven floors are composed of some record vagabonds and metazoans under the control of Cattu, as well as lower-class members of the Cattu organization, convenience facilities, exchanges, and some recreational facilities for the most part also in these layers,

The upper three floors are the residential area for high-level cadres and capable people in Cartwright. The current house of the head of the regiment is on the tenth floor. The environment there is good, but the living facilities are not very rich. Well, it is a common problem in high-end residential areas.

Starting from the eleventh floor, it is the center of Carter. The eleventh floor is the office floor that handles organizational and official business. The four senior cadres with the highest status of Carter live on the twelfth floor. "

The knight spread out a piece of paper with a smile, scribbled out a sketch of the plane structure analysis, and dutifully continued the lecture on the general knowledge of Carter's diagram.

"The top floor is the Communication Defense Center. I haven't been in it yet, but I heard that the power, network, and wireless communication of the entire Cartertu are controlled by the terminal computer over there.

The defense measures to deal with war include inter-ion curtain wall, cannon long-range neutron cannon, surface-to-air particle beam and other large-scale defense lethal weapons, small arms, and the power of laser guns are very good.

Last time, the head of the team brought one back. I studied the principle. Although I don't understand some things, it seems that the purpose of damage is to destroy the molecular structure of the cell. If it is touched, even the power of the enhancement system cannot Resist it.

The technology in this world is really advanced. I am now studying the communication and network technology here, to see if I can go back and make some reforms and applications. "

Speaking of the last floor, the knight's eyes suddenly burst with excitement, his face was full of interest, and he even expanded his thoughts a lot. Fortunately, Mila was tired of the journey and went to the guest room in the boat to rest. Not here, So, he doesn't need to hide anything.

"Your enthusiasm for these things is really great. In that case, let's study those games. The virtual reality technology here is really good, and it feels very real to play."

Feitan couldn't take it anymore and complained, thinking of his own preferences, and finally encouraged him with an itch.

Speaking of the game, the knight's interest also came up. The two of you said a word, and I said a word, and immediately fell into the exchange of experience and experience of the strategy enthusiastically. Only got up resignedly, poured a drink, sat by the porthole, and stared at the scenery below.

Chrollo raised his head from the book, stared at the slender figure and thought for a moment, closed the book in his hand, walked over, and sat beside Cellulu.

"...Don't be so nervous, I won't do anything to you."

Looking at the girl's suddenly tense body and her slightly wary expression, Chrollo said a little depressedly.

"Sorry, subconsciously... I will try my best to pay attention in the future."

The girl looked apologetic and apologized earnestly.

However, the implication still shows that he cannot be trusted, so he should be careful not to reveal this vigilant attitude on the surface. ,

This realization made Chrollo's mood, which had been circling with dark clouds, darker in the past few days. He unconsciously tapped the edge of the porthole with his fingertips, Chrollo brewing language.

"You, Feitan seems to be getting along well recently, don't you feel awkward? After he did something like that, you don't have a trace of hatred in your heart?"

"Hey, do you feel that way?"

The girl opened her eyes slightly in surprise, blinked, then blinked again, then lowered her head slightly in distress, pondered for a while, then shook her head as if to shake something away, and said.

"However, I really don't hate him. After breaking up with him, I just didn't like him, but now, well, it's a habit anyway."

"Since he can't even be held accountable for his actions, why are you so defensive about me?"

Waiting for this sentence, there is almost no sense of incongruity between Feitan and Cellulu. This is the reason why Chrollo is unhappy. He directly asked the question.

For Celluloid, devious questions are useless. If she can tell you, no matter what form you ask, she will tell you completely without reservation. Avoid the key core without answering.

The girl's brows twitched, as if she was organizing language there.

"Feitan, um, you know, he's a relatively straightforward person, so if he has any mood swings or quirks, he can easily see it, and it's tiring to be on guard all day, under one roof every day. , I can't see you when I look up, I'm familiar with it for a long time, so naturally I won't be too wary. But Mr. Chrollo, you, um, how should I put it, you are too dark-bellied, and you don't know what you're thinking about all day long What, and I, to be honest, hate being calculated, and I don't like dealing with people like you, so it's a matter of habit, you don't have to pay too much attention to my attitude, it's not just for you, of course, the premise is that you It really wasn't a bad idea."

"Oh, it's so direct, and it's not cute."

Chrollo chuckled a little helplessly. If you say black belly, the knight is no better than him. However, why I never saw Cellulu on guard and suspected him at all, is it because of a bad starting point? ? The knight had won her trust from the very beginning, and his previous encounters seemed to be really bad, no wonder the girl didn't want to see him.

"Sorry, I'm not cute, and you asked me to say it, and now I'm blaming me directly."

The girl glared at him a little angrily, tilted her head, and vigorously poked the ice cubes in the glass with a straw.

Chrollo put his hand on his cheek and stared at the girl quietly, for a moment, he smiled slightly.

No, there is still a change. Compared with the past, her attitude has faded a lot of indifference and subconscious disgust. She speaks directly because she no longer uses the kind of sleek and unoffending, but also hypocritical and polite way of talking to strangers. , And isn't this angry attitude at the moment just to prove that she has accepted and recognized her close behavior more?

"So, the key is habit?"

Chrollo murmured in an inaudible voice. People who seem to be impeccable still have weaknesses that can be broken through, but this, can they really be considered weaknesses? Being indifferent to hatred, and being able to accept a person you once hated because of habit also means that you can't fully invest in the person you like, and you can't have a long relationship?

"What did you say?"

The girl looked over with a question mark on her face, but the depths of those clear water-colored pupils were also as cold and thin as water.

"nothing."

Chrollo smiled lightly. Although he was able to get close, the girl's heart was still out of reach.

After finishing the topic, Chrollo looked at her and asked suddenly.

"You know, your body is now covered with a very strong smell of blood."

"···kindness."

After a while of silence, the girl responded without any emotion.

"Really, even if you kill someone, you still don't see any change in you. It seems that I was the one who made the mistake, or that you really disguised well."

Chrollo remembered the discussion in Meteor Street. He used to think that the other party was just an innocent girl who didn't know the world and felt contemptuous. Unexpectedly, the more he got to know him, the more he felt that the other party was beyond imagination.

"There is nothing to disguise or disguise, because I really hate killing people, and I haven't killed anyone for a long time."

Cellulo's eyes were fixed on a distant point in the void, and she said lightly.

"Then, why do you do it again now, won't your kindness and principles oppose it? Don't you feel pain? Thinking that you are guilty, in this boundless hell, you still hope for the liberation of your soul and pray for God's forgiveness. Or Say, those principles are just words, in fact, you understand, killing, being killed, and the law of the weak are the ugliest truths in this world."

With a faint mocking smile on his lips, Chrollo raised his head slightly, his eyes seemed to penetrate the ceiling, looking into the boundless sky, wanting to see the **** who didn't seem to exist.

Cellulo frowned, turned around, faced Chrollo, and said solemnly.

"Mr. Chrollo, you don't need to test me, and you are confusing concepts. Indeed, I don't care about killing people if necessary. In the final analysis, other people's lives and deaths are worthless to me,

But that doesn't mean that I will despise other people's lives at will. Although it is hypocritical to make excuses for murder, I still hope that I can tie a yardstick to my behavior and not go beyond that. The taboos that should not be crossed, let me maintain the moral baseline of a normal human being. "

"I can understand killing to survive, like Meteor Street, like this Niflheim, if circumstances force you to do it, if killing is necessary to survive, then this is the right way, this is not Sin is something that one must bear by birth,

People do not kill the world for their own sake, hold unnecessary kindness, and delusionally try to solve it by peaceful means. That is the real hypocrisy, sacrificing others in exchange for one's own survival, although immoral, but it conforms to the laws of nature, I will accept it, practice without hesitation.

So I don't need God's forgiveness, spiritual relief, because I don't feel guilty for those who died, I don't have a bad conscience, all I have to do is not forget, don't forget those who died for my survival, carry them on their backs Live the weight of life well. "

"But what I cannot and will not accept is to deprive others of life for no reason without hindering my own survival, because of my own desires, because of boredom, because I want to vent, because I feel that other people's lives are like ants, because Do not regard the other party as a person with flesh and blood like yourself, because you want to take revenge, because you want to make others suffer, and kill others for reasons that are basically irrelevant,

Although it is difficult to completely avoid such an urge to kill, and I will lose control, as long as my reason remains, as long as this bottom line remains, killing will not be my first and final solution. "

The girl kept talking in one breath, and when she stopped, she was already gasping for a little breath, and her expression softened as she breathed evenly.

"These principles are the principles I want to stick to myself. Although trying to understand this simple truth made me take a lot of detours, and it took me a while, but from the beginning, we did not follow the same path. These words, I don't need anyone's approval, and I don't expect others to understand, but as long as I know what kind of person I want myself to be, this is the end of the long talk, Mr. Crollo, sit down."

The girl looked indifferent, dropped these words, and got up and left.

"Well, the atmosphere is stiff again."

With his eyes following the girl's back, Chrollo sighed in frustration. Sometimes, this mentality of getting to the bottom of things is really bad.

"Even though they have lived in similar places, why are they so different?"

Withdrawing his gaze, Chrollo muttered to himself. He never thought about the difference between killing and killing. For him, killing was a powerful means that had been with him since he could remember. He had never thought about the instinct that was imprinted on him, and insisting on dividing different purposes for this method.

However, the more you get to know Celluloid, the more you will realize that the girl's inner self is inconsistent with the usual hesitation, weakness, and shyness. She has said that she admires them and can walk her own way firmly, even if Not recognized, but, in his opinion, Celluloid is actually a very firm person, and it can even be said that she completely ignores everything in the world and lives in her own space and principles.

The concepts between them cannot be reconciled. Indeed, as Cellulu herself said, she is not the same kind of person at all, but, strangely, she does not make him feel naive. Although today's conversation is unexpected, it is It also allowed him to see her more clearly, perhaps because she is a pure person, she has the characteristics that are enough to attract everything.

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The airship was parked on the dedicated runway on the eleventh floor. Chrollo and the knight were going to debrief. They also needed to formally introduce Feitan to Jones. Mira wanted to say hello to his father. The group headed to Jones' office. go.

Carter's council building was also a luxurious Western-style building, and Chrollo stopped a staff member and asked him to entertain Cellulu.

Women are not valued, let alone invited here as someone else's woman, so the reality is that Celluloid is not qualified, and there is no need to see Jones. When Mila turned around and handed her the one that pretended to be apologetic, she actually had a smug demonstration in her eyes.

Following behind the person and entering a small reception room, Cellulu slowly sipped the tea brought by the other party and waited for the others. Thirty minutes later, there was a faint arguing outside.

"Forget the knights, but the house is obviously there, why do you want to live with them?"

"Mira, I have decided on this matter, and Mr. Jones has no objection."

"But···"

The door was pushed open, and Chrollo stood outside and said to her.

"Celullu, let you wait for a long time, let's go back."

"kindness."

Nodding, Cellulu walked over and looked at Mila, who looked at herself with an unhappy expression.

"Mira, you have to go home too, you don't have to follow us."

Chrollo turned his head and said to Mila, who was still following behind.

"Aren't you going to take me back?"

Mira asked with an aggrieved expression.

"Mr. Jones sent a driver to pick you up, I don't have to do it for you, and my car can only seat four people."

Chrollo gently declined.

"Crollo, why are you like this, they are still more important to me, it's too much."

Mila stomped her feet unwillingly. Seeing that Chrollo still had a non-negotiable expression, she bit her lip, tilted her head, and turned away angrily.

Watching this scene, for some reason, Cellulo felt very cold, perhaps because the other party was Chrollo.

I looked at him secretly, but saw Chrollo's expressionless face, the coldness between his brows, and the coldness of Cellulu's heart, and suddenly realized that Mila, who wanted to tie such a man, was actually very difficult. pitful.

In front of the parking garage, Xia Ke and Feitan were already waiting there, and followed the others into the black floating car. Only from Xia Ke's mouth did Cellulu confirm that she and Feitan would live in Chrollo. in the house, and the knight also lived there.

After the car got off the highway connecting each floor, after entering the tenth floor, driving all the way, the surrounding scenery gradually began to approach the pastoral wind. I saw houses of different styles hidden behind the trees.

Kulolo's house is on a hillside, and there are also five or six big trees in front of it, blocking the venomous sun that comes directly from the sun. The three-story beige hut, just from the appearance, has a very pastoral style, which makes people feel at all. I can't believe this is on Niflheim, I can only say that wherever the privilege is, it is an extremely useful weapon.

Parking the car in the garage, the group circled to the front door. Before opening the door, Chrollo thought about it and reminded Cellulu.

"It's a bit messy inside, pay attention to your feet."

Through the open door, Cellulu stared inside in a stunned manner, her eyes wandering around the room one by one.

The design of this house connects the living room, dining room and kitchen. Fortunately, the area is quite large, but in such a vast area, she could not find a place where she could stand, on the ground, on the table, on the sofa, on the coffee table , all the places are piled with all kinds of things.

The dirty clothes to be washed are still on the sofa and the back of the dining table, and the number of them is quite large. She really wonders why these two people don't have no clothes to change. The odd-shaped machine parts and the inexplicable metal products occupy scattered places. It's a lot of territory, and the familiar sights I've seen often are undoubtedly the masterpieces of the knights, but the books that are piled high on the sofa and occupy most of the ground at the same time should be what Chrollo did.

Well, these are really nothing, just tidy up, but the sofa covers, tablecloths, and curtains in the original color are completely invisible, and the thick dust covering them makes Celluloid sure that these two guys must be Since she moved in, she hadn't cleaned it for a day, and she could even clearly see the suspended particles of dust floating in the air.

However, the most unbearable thing for her is the post-processing of the food. The leftover tableware and chopsticks are scattered on the table, on the coffee table, and some are placed directly on the ground. Don't think that's all, the kitchen sink There is also a pile of tableware and chopsticks stacked high in it, which has completely exceeded the height of the water bucket itself. On the countertop next to it, the dirty water stains and the debris left over from food processing have formed into pieces of dryness. Dirty, looking like a mess.

"...Is this a bit of a mess? A well-deserved pigpen."

After observing, Celluloid's head was covered with black lines.

"It's okay, there's nothing inconvenient."

Chrollo didn't care. He stepped on the gaps between the piles with ease and accuracy, walked to the sofa, pushed aside the things on it, dug out a space, and sat down leisurely.

"Oh, neither the regiment commander nor I know how to clean. I thought about asking Mila to do it for us, but she glanced at it, made a bunch of excuses, and ran away."

Unlike Chrollo, the knight kicked away all the obstacles in front of him with one foot and one foot, and turned back and complained.

Feitan glanced around, frowned, and then lifted his foot into the room. Is it really easy to change from simple to extravagant, and from extravagant to simple? It's just that after living in a clean and tidy house for a long time, he is not used to such a messy environment.

Cellulu looked at the two men who were still feeling nothing while living in the garbage, and the corners of her mouth twitched violently.

Should it be said to be from Meteor Street? In fact, the reason for letting them live here is to let her be a cleaning Filipina maid, Cellulu thought gloomily.

"Oops~"

There was a scream, followed by a slap, needless to say, the girl fell.

Hearing this movement, Feitan couldn't take it anymore and turned his head.

"You're so late... blunt..."

Halfway through the conversation, Feitan couldn't help but smear a drop of sweat on the back of Feitan's head when he saw the girl's current situation, and Cellulu fell to the floor. What's even more pitiful is that her face was buried so deadly. In a leftover instant noodle bowl.

The girl didn't move, only her body was shaking violently.

Chrollo stared at the girl silently. He reminded him in vain before, but he still fell and moved slightly. Just as he was about to get up, the knight had already moved up.

"Celullo, are you... okay?"

The knight's smile was a little stiff, he asked cautiously, trying to pull Celluloid up.

"···out···"

"what?"

The knight did not hear clearly, and stretched his hand halfway.

The girl suddenly jumped up like a corpse, her face was covered in instant noodles and yellow-brown oil stains, and the blue veins on her head were all bursting, and her face was definitely hideous and gloomy that the three men had never seen before.

She severely wiped the instant noodles on her face, and the raging anger had completely materialized behind her, and roared loudly in an unprecedented hysterical tone.

"Go out, immediately! Immediately! I want to clean up, you can go anywhere, in short, don't let me see you for three hours!"

Overwhelmed by the girl's powerful aura like a ghost, the three men didn't react, just subconsciously and obediently walked out of the door under the girl's anger.

The three men who were driven out looked at each other, the knight shrank his neck and said with lingering fears.

"Wow, it's terrifying, no matter how gentle a woman is, she's still just as fierce when she launches a rage."

"Who told you to make the house like that, and you fell into the instant noodles, it's no wonder she's not angry."

Feitan murmured, although Celluloid doesn't have any unusual cleanliness, she is definitely a clean-loving person.

Chrollo coughed lightly. He had no objection at all, so he did as the other party ordered. However, he didn't think it was a big deal. Besides, why would he think that Cellulo was so fierce? cute.

"Anyway, let's leave it to Cellulu. Feitan is not very familiar with this place. Let the knight take you around. I still have a few things to deal with."

A few hours later, when he opened the door again, Chrollo saw a reborn house unsurprisingly. He walked around in a circle. The windows were bright and clean, and every corner was shining brightly. Books were neatly packed in a bookcase. The mechanical parts of the knights are also well classified and gathered together. From the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see that their clothes, curtain covers, and sofa covers are all drying in the yard.

So, where is that hard-working snail girl? Chrollo looked for it, and finally found Celluloid on the semi-opened terrace, who was tired and fell asleep.

The girl was lying on her back, her long water-colored hair was scattered on the ground, one hand was on her stomach, and the other was sticking out of the terrace, hanging down naturally. Her thin and well-proportioned legs were also separated from the heat. Now, with one leg folded slightly, in the sunlight, the jade-colored skin shone with a delicate crystal luster, and a short suspender shirt with thin shoulder straps appeared because of the penetration of sweat and the water stained during cleaning. Out of the semi-wet state, revealing the beautiful lines below, and the cute corset shape.

The innocent, innocent little white rabbit made the big bad wolf move.

"Well, seduce people? It's your own carelessness, you can't blame me."

With a wicked smile, Chrollo walked over quietly, lowered his body, touched the girl's lips lightly, stretched out his hand, gently took off the girl's shoulder strap, lowered his head, slender in the girl's slender body. She kissed lightly on her collarbone, and her other hand touched the inner side of the girl's fair and smooth thigh, rubbing lightly.

"Captain, Cellulu, we're back, wow, it's so clean, Cellulu, where are you?"

A vigorous shout came from the entrance, but Chrollo had the urge to crush the guy to death at this time.

He buried his head in front of the girl's chest without moving, and the fist he held against the girl's side was clenched tighter and tighter.

After a moment, Chrollo released his strength, stood up, and quickly pulled the girl's shoulder straps again, stood up, and quickly opened the distance from the girl.

At this moment, Celluloid just opened her eyes in a daze.

"Well, knights are so noisy, eh? Chrollo, are you back?"

The girl rubbed her eyes, muttered, raised her head to see Chrollo, and greeted him still not soberly. She blinked, then blinked again, before jumping up and looking at Chrollo with embarrassment.

"Damn, am I asleep? Well, dinner hasn't been made yet, what should I do?"

Chrollo looked away dejectedly.

"Let's go out to eat, you're tired of cleaning."

So, on the first night of Cartwright, the four of them had their first meal at a restaurant on the sixth floor under the recommendation of Culolo. The atmosphere of the restaurant was very good, with candlelight, music and red wine. However, the candlelight dinner of one woman and three men is obviously not romantic in any way.

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Well, Illumi still can't come out in this chapter, because I just met Chrollo and the others, and I have to explain about Carter, so let's wait for the next chapter~