"Then this Hunter Exam ends here for all of you!"
One small bomb after another sprayed out from Milluki's armor.
Behind the door, listening to the rumbling explosions outside, Roy could tell what was happening even without using aura to sense it.
"Hehehe, it looks like that second son of the Zoldyck family has grown quite a bit during this period."
Netero came to Roy's side with both hands tucked into his wide sleeves.
"I never expected the power of technology to be so strong. I had even seen a few promising prospects among the examinees in this Hunter Exam."
Netero clicked his tongue in wonder.
"Of course. Chairman, how long do you think Milluki will need to defeat the remaining thousand-plus examinees?"
"How long, huh? It should take half an hour. Adding the time needed to collect the cards, it should be around an hour in total."
"An hour? Chairman, aren't you underestimating the power of technology a little?"
"Oh? From the way you say that, you seem very confident."
"Of course. Chairman, how about we make a bet?"
"What are we betting on?"
"Whether Milluki can open the door and come in within half an hour. I bet he can. The stake is that the loser agrees to do one reasonable thing within his ability for the other side. How does that sound?"
"Is that so?"
Netero stroked his beard and thought for a moment. Then he remembered the matter between Roy and Linne, and his hand could not help stopping.
"All right."
…
Time passed minute by minute.
Five minutes, ten minutes, twenty minutes.
Just as the half-hour mark was about to arrive, in the twenty-eighth minute, the door opened.
"I won, Chairman."
Watching Milluki drag in a huge sack of cards, Roy's expression did not change in the slightest.
"Young people these days really are impressive. The younger generation is truly formidable."
Netero spoke with emotion, but the corner of his eye glanced at the tentacles behind Milluki that looked just like Doctor Octopus's mechanical arms from Spider-Man.
"So he used tentacles like that to gather the cards so quickly? The power of technology…"
Just like that, Milluki smoothly obtained his Hunter License.
At the same time, on Greed Island.
After Genthru learned that Patch of Forest had been obtained by a player named Gon, he could no longer hold himself back and directly ended his undercover career.
"As you can see, I am the Bomber."
Under everyone's gaze, Genthru said this.
Then, after he finished explaining his ability, a bomb appeared on everyone's body. It was his Nen ability, Countdown!
What happened next was the same as in the original story. A group of people, still clinging to luck, handed their cards over to Genthru. In the end, Genthru and the yellow-haired spiky-head whose injuries had recovered slightly used Release and directly detonated the bombs!
Aside from a certain Nen Exorcist who knew how to remove Nen, everyone was blown to death.
While Genthru was making his move, Gon and the others also accelerated their progress.
Everything was proceeding in an orderly fashion.
After Milluki obtained his Hunter License, Roy gave him a couple of brief reminders, then left.
Milluki was doing very well now. Research was his field to begin with, so naturally Roy would not pretend to understand what he did not and start giving random instructions.
When Roy appeared again, it was already at the final press conference for Dragon Ball.
The major reporters and fans who rushed over after hearing the news packed the press conference until it was completely full. There was nearly a serious stampede.
Old Silver Mountain City specifically dispatched the local security team, and only then did they manage to suppress the chaotic scene somewhat.
Even so, the scene was still noisy. Shoving and pushing happened from time to time, and curses rang out without end.
This situation lasted until old Luke accompanied Roy onto the press conference stage.
"Mr. Roy, may I ask what your thoughts are on the ending of Dragon Ball?"
"Mr. Roy, is there anything you would like to say to your fans?"
"Mr. Roy, may I ask how you feel right now?"
"Mr. Roy, do you plan to release a new work?"
"Mr. Roy, what do you think of the rumor circulating online that the upcoming Dragon Ball Alliance game was personally planned by you?"
"Mr. Roy, we heard that you already have a wife. What do you think about the incident where the princess of a certain country was heartbroken after hearing the news and attempted to take her own life?"
What did he think?
He thought about it with his damn eyes!
Roy felt his head swelling to twice its size. The crowd was like a swarm of flies, buzzing beside his ears and spreading noise everywhere.
Roy suddenly understood how Ilo's desire to destroy the world had come about.
"Ahem!"
Facing the reporters' barrage of questions, old Luke stepped forward.
"This time, regarding the ending of Dragon Ball…"
The moment he picked up the microphone, official platitudes came pouring out of his mouth one after another.
Although the reporters wanted to interview Roy more, they had nothing to say about old Luke's words either.
That was right. Old Luke was just that impressive now.
The relationships and connections he had accumulated over several decades had ridden Dragon Ball's momentum and soared into the sky with it.
Now, old Luke was a true big shot in the industry, and even in the entertainment world as a whole.
Roy was more than happy to see old Luke like this. With old Luke standing in front of him as a shield and handling matters for him, Roy could stay much more relaxed.
Just like that, most of the conference consisted of old Luke speaking, with reporters' questions inserted in between. Roy occasionally answered a question and gave a few words to the fans who were practically losing their minds. And so, the ending conference came to a close.
After the conference ended, old Luke gave Roy a couple of reminders, then hurriedly left.
He still had a huge pile of follow-up work to handle.
The ending of the enormous cake that was Dragon Ball involved too many relationships, and it had also slightly affected the sales of manga such as Fist of the North Star. Handling everything was more troublesome than expected.
These past few days, old Luke had basically been so busy that his feet barely touched the ground.
However, even amid all that busyness, the joy old Luke felt from the bottom of his heart was still obvious.
Roy had originally wanted to let him rest more.
Forget it.
As long as he was happy.
(End of Chapter)
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