Knuckle couldn't stand watching Gon and Killua surpass him in strength.
Meanwhile, Gon and Killua were curious why, despite Knuckle's exceptional abilities, he still failed to be selected for the Chimera Ant Extermination Team.
"It's probably because of his personality."
Killua was eating chocolate while analyzing: "He's too naive and gets emotionally attached to animals too easily."
Just like now, he was supposed to be their opponent, yet he was willingly helping Gon and him grow stronger.
Under his participation, their progress skyrocketed.
Biscuit, their mentor, was quite pleased with the results.
Now, both Gon and Killua could maintain the Ren state for three hours straight, even without consciously focusing on it.
As long as they kept this up and entered battle in peak condition, Knuckle would be forced to go all out against them.
Then, at that time, Gon and Killua will truly understand what they lack and what they need.
This is good for Gon and Killua.
But for Palm, who was on the same team as them…
Sizzle~sizzle.
In the dark, shadowy corner, Palm emitted a terrifyingly dark aura as she sharpened her blade.
Her patience had limits, and she was nearing her breaking point.
If Gon and Killua failed their mission, she would undoubtedly explode with fury.
This also makes Biscuit pretend not to see it and bury her head deeper into the adult magazine.
The training here is going on in an orderly manner, and the Chimera Ants have been doing pretty well recently.
Especially after V5 and the Hunter Association joined forces to send the underground mafia groups, drug cartel members, and criminals to the Neo-Green Life (NGL) Autonomous Region.
The Chimera Ants, who had been hungry for a long time, finally had a feast.
After they captured these guys, they handed them over to the Pig Chimera Ant chef to make the freshest meatballs and sent them to the Chimera Ant Queen to ensure sufficient nutrition for the King.
And they, from top to bottom, had to make do with their earlier frozen food supplies, which were far less fresh.
After all, there was not much food in the nest, and such a harvest might only be temporary.
No one knew whether they would be able to capture so much food in the future.
Powerful human fighters lurked outside, waiting for the right moment to cut off their food supply.
Therefore, in order to cherish food, consumption is reduced to the minimum.
Colt, who is most loyal to the Chimera Ant Queen, sets an example by eating the frozen and stale meatballs.
And the best and freshest food is sent to the Chimera Ant Queen.
His actions also won great praise from the royal guards directly under the Ant King.
Shaiapouf particularly appreciated and praised Colt's actions of ensuring that the Ant King had sufficient nutrition for growth.
With his encouragement and support, even other Squadron Leaders, such as Zazan and Leol, had no choice but to endure their dissatisfaction.
After all, if they dared to complain, Shaiapouf and Neferpitou would remind them, through force, who was in charge.
Therefore, even if they are full of complaints, they can only swallow the meatballs that are obviously frozen and taste bad.
And they are increasingly dissatisfied with Colt.
They don't care about the life and death of the Queen and the Ant King; they are egoists.
However, at the moment, there are powerful human beings outside, watching with a covetous eye.
There are also Royal Guards inside to suppress them, and they dare not make any rash moves.
And now, with the arrival of the third royal guard, their situation became even more precarious.
Under the elegant violin sound made by Shaiapouf, the last royal guard, Menthuthuyoupi, was born.
Boom!!
With a violent explosion in the cave inside, a huge figure walked out of the billowing smoke.
"Morning, Youpi."
Neferpitou licked her claws while greeting the person in front of him as if meeting an old friend.
Crunch.
Menthuthuyoupi moved his limbs as he struggled to adjust to his body.
"Youpi?"
He muttered, unfamiliar with the name.
"To be more precise, it should be Menthuthuyoupi."
Shaiapouf next to him added while playing the violin: "This is your name."
"Name?"
Menthuthuyoupi muttered and then touched his abdomen: "I'm hungry..."
... ... …
"Has the third royal guard been born?"
In the dense forest, Lan, who was always paying attention to the situation inside the Chimera Ant nest, has slightly changed expression.
He keenly captured the changes in the situation instantly.
"In this case, it means that the time for the birth of the Ant King is not far away."
He looked at Morel, who was smoking beside him, and closed his eyes slightly.
Since Morel received the order from the Hunter Association and V5, he has been silently smoking there.
His enthusiasm for the mission had dwindled. He had even recalled his Deep Purple, showing little interest in the upcoming extermination.
Knov, on the other hand, remained indifferent.
To him, this was just another mission; he followed orders, did what was necessary, and didn't let emotions interfere.
Therefore, while Morel was so uncomfortable that he couldn't eat meals, Knov could still drink afternoon tea leisurely.
The states of the two people reflected their differences.
"By the way, it's already this time; that guy should be almost here..."
Lan was thinking in his heart suddenly.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
The phone in his arms suddenly rang, interrupting his thoughts.
"Sure enough, I knew it."
When Lan took out the phone with a premonition and saw the caller ID on it, he couldn't help laughing.
"Calculate the time; you should be here soon."
"You're so slow, Ging!"
With a chuckle, he answered the call from a certain bastard.