Starting as an inventor from Hunter x Hunter

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He glanced at the trash can next to him.

Pjorn's gaze unconsciously followed.

Then, she saw it~~~

"this is??"

Pjorn stared in astonishment at the shards in the trash can.

"My phone fragments."

Porter's tone was very flat.

"When I noticed the first signs of this abnormality, I nipped it in the bud."

Pjorn: "..."

So, your idea of ​​nipping it in the bud means crushing the phone along with it?!

As expected of Potter, such a meticulous attitude and style...

Pjorn was truly convinced.

This way, the bait won't be taken, and the risk can be avoided to the greatest extent possible...

Pjorn was thinking this when he suddenly paused.

Upon seeing this, Potter stood up abruptly and silently distanced himself from her.

Pjorn: "???"

"What do you mean by that?!"

"Judging from your tone, you've already been pulled into that [chat room]."

Porter's tone remained as calm and steady as ever:

"Then it's best if we keep a certain distance from each other."

"That way, I won't be affected by any danger emanating from your phone."

"You've already been infected, so it's best not to spread the danger further."

Upon hearing these words, Pjorn immediately turned red.

Isn't this basically saying that she's already uselessly infected and shouldn't drag others into it?!

Although Potter might not have meant any disrespect or mockery towards me...

But it was precisely this earnest and pure viewpoint that made Pjorn even more unable to bear it.

So, I'm the one who's holding everyone back?!

"I really don't believe it..."

Pion was so angry that he pulled out his brick-moving phone right there.

Seeing that Potter's eyes were becoming even more resistant and wary, he was so angry that he retreated outside the door.

"I'm going to see what this so-called 'chat room' is all about!!!"

She stormed back to her office and began going through the information.

What comes into view is the following passage:

Welcome to the chat room! Here you can discuss interesting topics with other users around the world.

[First, please read a short story provided by user "Dr. Heimerdinger"~~~~~~]

Pjorn observed the unfolding scene with a cold eye.

Especially after she saw that user [Heimerdinger], she pretty much knew...

"This guy is the real mastermind, isn't he?!"

She hated him so much she gritted her teeth.

"I'd like to see what tricks you're up to!"

Since I've already been infected, I might as well just go down this path to the bitter end!

However~~~

"You come and read this, then write it down for me!!"

Pjorn wasn't stupid after all; he rushed straight into another office next door.

They pulled over one of the staff members who was still working overtime.

Then he shoved the brick-moving phone in front of the bewildered person.

In this world, there are all sorts of strange and wonderful Nen abilities.

If one of the conditions for activating the other party's Nen ability is that they must read the entire story themselves.

Wouldn't that mean I've fallen right into their trap?!

She, Pjorn, wouldn't fall for that kind of trick!

"So all I need to do is let someone else read that story, and then write it for me!!"

Pjorn placed the paper and pen directly in front of the bewildered staff member:

"Write it down for me!!"

The staff member was immediately startled, and then quickly wrote down the story on the phone where he was moving bricks.

Pjorn looked over and saw that the title of the story at the top was:

The Golden Axe and the Silver Axe.

"The Golden Axe and the Golden Axe, is it a story about an axe?"

Just as Pjorn's mind began to wander, in another office next door...

"A fable-like short story?"

One of them, with striking blond hair and a gentle smile always on his lips, sat calmly in his seat, looking at the board in front of him.

A professional hunter wrote down the contents of his mobile phone, which he used for manual labor, on it.

"A short story from a so-called 'chat room'?"

Pariston Hill, a senior staff member of the Hunter Association who has yet to become vice president, and one of the future twelve earthly branches [Rat].

Right now, I'm also watching the short stories I received from the cooperative hunters under my command.

The Golden Axe and the Silver Axe.

Once upon a time, there was a woodcutter who was chopping wood by the river when he accidentally dropped his axe into the river. He sat on the bank and wept bitterly.

Hermes happened to be passing by, and after learning the reason for his weeping, he felt sorry for him and jumped into the river to retrieve the axe.

The first time, he fished up a golden axe, but the woodcutter said it wasn't his.

The second time, he pulled up a silver axe, but the woodcutter said it wasn't it.

On the third attempt, he retrieved the woodcutter's axe, and the woodcutter accepted it.

Hermes, seeing that the woodcutter was honest, gave him all three axes.

When the woodcutter returned home, he told his companions what had happened.

One of his companions also wanted to benefit from the situation, so he took an axe and went to the river to chop firewood. After chopping a few times, he deliberately threw the axe into the river and then sat there crying.

Soon after, Hermes reappeared and asked him what had happened. He replied that he had lost his axe.

Hermes retrieved a golden axe and asked if it was his.

The person immediately claimed it as their own.

Hermes understood his intention and not only refused to give him the golden axe, but also ignored the axe he had dropped into the river.

This is a classic fable that teaches others to be honest.

The earliest origin of the story comes from "Hermes and the Axe" in Aesop's Fables.

Of course, in this hunter world, there is no Hermes.

Mog also made corresponding modifications when disseminating the information.

Those professional hunters who had read this story all scratched their heads.

"The story is quite good, interesting and meaningful, and very suitable as extracurricular reading for children."

"And as a way to pass the time, it's quite suitable as a short story..."

This was Pjorn's immediate assessment after reading the story.

Then~~~

"It seems... there aren't any other problems, right?!"

She became somewhat uncertain.

What's happening on the phone's screen?

She then looked at the staff member she had dragged there to work as a laborer.

"Uh, it says above that you have finished reading the story. Why don't you chat and discuss it with other users?"

The staff member carefully read it out, word by word:

"If your comment gets a lot of discussion, we'll send you a lovely gift~~~"

After saying that, he raised his head and looked at Pjorn, saying:

"Then came the comments from many people..."

"That's all?!"

Pjorn pressed for an answer.

"It seems... there aren't any left."

After checking it several times, the staff replied to Pjorn.

"Let me see!!"