Hunter x Hunter: Tonight, Germain joins the hunt

Chapter 408: The Misfortune Behind the Complaints

Dong was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I hope I didn't disappoint you."

"Of course I'm not disappointed." Jin calmed down and said, "You are better than I thought."

"Then do you still need my "New World Chronicle"? " Dong raised his eyebrows and asked.

Jin didn't answer immediately. He turned to look at German, Biscuit and Xiaodi.

Everyone looked at each other for a while and shook their heads one after another.

Some of what Dong said was indeed true. At this point, it doesn’t matter whether his "New World Chronicle" exists or not.

They should write their own "Dark Continent Chronicles".

So Jin said to Dong: "No need. We will write our "New World Chronicles."

Dong lowered his eyes, smiled with satisfaction, and said, "Very good, very good."

"You have the same strong will that I have, and that will make you pioneers, not just copycats."

"But," Jin suddenly said, "I have a question that I want to know the answer to. I hope you can answer it for me."

Dong nodded and said, "Ask."

"Have you finished "New World Chronicles: West Coast Volume"? " Jin asked the question that everyone was curious about.

Dong slightly restrained his smile, paused, and then shook his head.

“I didn’t finish it, and there’s no way I could finish it.”

Everyone looked at him in surprise.

He slowly explained:

"After entrusting the East Coast Chapter to that exploration team, I rested for a while and then set off for the west coast of Lake Mobius."

"But, at that time, I didn't know that the West Coast was full of hideous flesh-and-blood monsters..."

"After the initial shock and trepidation, I still insisted on going deeper without knowing how deep it would go."

"However, I failed in my first few attempts, so I took the initiative to retreat to the East Coast to hone my strength, and then continued to go to the West Coast."

"Although this moth-to-flame behavior allowed me to go further and further on the West Coast, it eventually brought me disaster."

"Finally, after overcoming all kinds of difficulties and obstacles, I went deep into the heart of the west coast and saw Him..."

"Just a short period of contact has infected me with the "Curse of Flesh and Blood" that I have not been able to get rid of to this day."

"After that, I fled from that land frantically. I almost escaped from that purgatory and returned to the East Coast."

Dong still felt a lingering fear when he said this.

Hearing this, German turned to look at Xiaodi.

He asked Xiaodi to take out the rubbing of the suspected "West Coast Fragments" that they found in the Moose Centaur Tribe from the "bulgy-eyed fish".

He turned the paper roll to the last page, showed the scribbled pattern to Dong, and asked, "Is this Him?"

The picture was completely occupied by a bloated flesh monster, and its tentacles brought back many frightening memories for Dong.

"How did it end up in your hands?" Dong's voice became a little shrill because of his excitement.

"You left them with the Moose Centaur tribe."

Dong thought for a while, sighed, and said:

"Because the West Coast is full of flesh and blood monsters, and not every flesh and blood body I touch will be immediately infected with the "Flesh and Blood Curse" that I have."

“So, I didn’t realize it was ‘contagious’ at first.”

"I was tortured by the 'Curse of Flesh and Blood' and almost collapsed, and the 'Healing Herb from the Ancient Labyrinth' didn't have much effect."

"At this time, I came near the tribe, so I decided to rest in the tribe for one night."

"But that night, the 'Curse of Flesh and Blood' took effect."

"I didn't want to hurt the people of the tribe, so I left at night... Maybe that's when I accidentally left this stack of paper behind."

"When the curse struck, my consciousness was blurred and my memory was hazy, so when I woke up, I just thought I had abandoned it on the road."

"Sometimes, I even think that it is possible that I have never written such a text. Is it just my hallucination?"

"It was only after some time that I realized the contagiousness of the "Curse of Flesh and Blood."

"I had to completely destroy every life I infected to prevent the spread of the "Curse of Flesh and Blood"."

"After that, I put on this black robe, which has a certain insulating effect."

"At the same time, I stopped meeting with familiar 'friends' such as the moose and horse tribes, and lived a solitary life."

Dong stared at the crowd and said:

"Written here are many of my complaints..."

"I wrote it impromptu that night. Perhaps because of this, it did not pass the "Curse of Flesh and Blood" to you and the moose centaurs... It's really fortunate..." Only then did everyone realize that they actually escaped a disaster.

The entire moose-horse tribe also escaped.

"Although you are fine, I am still sorry about this. Since I was infected with the "Curse of Flesh and Blood", I should not have contacted them again."

Dong lowered his head in shame.

At this time, Biscuit finally spoke up: "This can't be considered your fault. After all, you didn't know at the time that the "Flesh and Blood Curse" was contagious."

"Besides, if you were not exhausted physically and mentally, you would not seek help from the Moose Centaur Tribe."

Dong sighed softly and said, "Since you have obtained this stack of paper, you must be acquainted with them."

"I hope you can convey my apology. Even though I was not aware of it at the time, I still put them in danger."

Biscuit nodded and said, "We will convey it. However, based on our understanding of the Moose Centaur Tribe, they will definitely forgive and understand you."

"Yes." Dong recalled their faces, "They are just that kind of people, so I can communicate with them from generation to generation."

"It's a pity that I won't be able to see them again."

Dong's tone was quite sad and lonely.

Germain then returned the subject to the roll of papers.
"We know that in the first paragraph, you wrote 'I regret seeing too much, knowing too much, I would rather never have eaten 'longevity food Nitolomi'."

"What does this mean? And what is the content behind it?"

Others were also curious about this and turned their eyes to Dong again.

"I've already said it, it's just my complaint." Dong shook his head helplessly.

“Even though I wrote down ‘I would rather never have eaten the longevity food Nitolomi’, I still came here now because I need them to keep me alive.”

"I don't want to die before I have completely completed my travels and records on both sides of Lake Mobius."

"As for 'I regret seeing too much and knowing too much', this is what I really think."

“But I have to admit that I am still eager to see more and know more.”

"My biggest wish now is to satisfy all my curiosity as much as possible on the East Coast, and then one day, step onto the West Coast again for the final journey."

"As for the subsequent contents of this scroll, I used various characters I have learned over the past three hundred years. Many of them have been lost, so it is normal that you cannot understand them."

"What I mentioned actually goes back to the issue of 'people chosen by God'."

Unexpectedly, after going around in circles, we ended up back to the original topic.

Dong suddenly looked at German and stared at him, making the latter feel creepy.

"Do you feel that you were called by some existence and gained some powerful "mind power" to embark on the road to the Dark Continent?"

German thought of the past, hesitated for a moment, and nodded.

"I said that you and I are 'the same kind'." Dong sighed again, "In this respect, we are the same. I also feel a certain calling."

“I was never sure where this calling came from… until I went deep into the heart of the West Coast, I understood… no, I was sure that it was Him who was calling me.”

Everyone had already vaguely understood what was going on.

"Why did they call us?" German asked solemnly.

"Every demigod needs their messengers and disciples." Dong explained, "This is the fate of the 'chosen ones'."

"The Gu Yuan has already fallen, so we can forget about it for now."

"The messengers of darkness are the wall-facers, who guard the towering walls for darkness for eternity."

"The messengers of the Deep Sea are the Gatekeepers. They guard the solid gate of the Deep Sea for eternity."

"And the messenger of Flesh and Blood... was supposed to be me, but I refused and fled the West Bank."

At this point, Dong suddenly became curious and asked, "German, who is calling you?"

“Although I only confirmed everything the moment I saw Him, I have to admit that I had a vague premonition long before.”

"Since you have reached the same stage as me, you should have some intuition that points to a certain "god", right?"

German thought back to the past two years, his experiences, and his dreams.

He did have the answer in his heart, but he had never revealed it to others.

Only then did Germann raise his hand, point to the sky, and answer: "I think it's probably Him."

Dong was stunned for a long time before he understood what German meant.

Then he opened his eyes wide and stood up somewhat awkwardly.

I was forced to provoke a "demigod", but you provoked a "true god"? !

What kind of joke is this? !

(End of this chapter)