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That's right, there are ten.
Pariston Hill and King Freecss, the first and last of the twelve earthly branches, are not included in this list.
"I see~~~"
Mog nodded in understanding. "Now that you've explained it to me, Chairman Netero, I understand."
"Don't worry, Chairman, if you want to develop this organization, then..."
Mog raised his hands: "I absolutely support your decision with both hands and feet."
"Really? Hehehe~~~"
Upon seeing this, Chairman Netero finally revealed a satisfied smile.
The hand stroking his beard quickened its pace slightly.
His eyes gradually revealed a hint of anticipation and eagerness.
"Then~~~"
After Mog finished speaking, he stood up decisively.
President Netero leaned forward slightly, anticipating the fun that he thought would unfold.
However~~~
"President, if there's nothing else..."
Mog said very politely, "Then I'll be leaving now."
"Okay, then you can go first... um???"
Netero instinctively replied, but immediately realized something was wrong.
"where are you going??"
"Leave now~"
Mog replied matter-of-factly, "Didn't I already say that I would support Chairman Netero in carrying out this work?"
"Don't worry, Chairman. Although I only became a professional hunter this year and just joined the Hunter Association."
"But at least I'm a real professional hunter now."
Mog agreed, saying, "If you need me to vote for you then, President."
"I will absolutely, without hesitation, cast my vote for you!!"
Chairman Netero: "~~~~~~"
Do you think this is an election for president? You want me to cast my vote?!
Also, if I want to start any work, do I need your support? Do I need your vote?!
And~~~
It seems that's not what I meant at all!
Chairman Netero stared at Mog, who had such a righteous and indignant expression, and couldn't help but turn into a dead fish with his eyes wide open.
This guy did it on purpose, didn't he?!
It was definitely intentional!!
He clearly understood what I meant, but is he trying to avoid the issue with this excuse?!
"Oh, right, President~~~"
Mog continued typing, "Who do I get my hunter's license from? The bean-faced man who brought me in?"
"We'll talk about the hunter license later~"
Netero waved his hand, "Anyway, it's not going to grow legs and run away, so it'll definitely end up in your hands."
"That's good."
Mog feigned a sigh of relief and said with a rather amused expression:
"I thought that you, the guild master, would deliberately find all sorts of excuses to withhold my hunter license because you don't like me or because I failed to meet your expectations."
Netero: "~~~"
"Whoa~ whoa~ whoa, how is this possible?"
Netero's gaze remained fixed on Mog's face. "Am I the kind of person who does that kind of thing?"
It actually predicted all of my movements.
This guy definitely came prepared!
And... he was deliberately playing dumb there!!!
Sure enough, this guy who calls himself an "inventor" is able to hang out with bastards and weirdos like Kim Freecss and Iksombei.
In itself, it's quite a troublesome and tricky character!
"Alright, I won't beat around the bush with you anymore."
With that in mind, Chairman Netero simply began to speak:
"I'll just be frank with you."
"I feel that with your strength and skills, you are qualified to be a member of one of those twelve teams."
"Not to mention the achievements you've made before."
"As long as you are willing to join, the Hunter Association will naturally spread and publicize your past achievements and influence."
In other words...
President Netero was there, coaxing him gently: "All you need to do is nod your head, and all this fame and fortune will be within your grasp."
"It's practically free money, so why would you refuse?"
"Yes, these do sound very tempting~~~"
Mog nodded in agreement, saying, "I'm the one taking advantage; I'm basically the one getting the benefits."
"but……"
Mog chuckled and shook his head: "The more it's like that, the less I can accept or agree with it."
"I have always believed in this saying."
“Every gift that fate bestows has a price tag attached in secret.”
"On the surface, all I need to do is nod and exchange ideas with you, Chairman, to get such benefits."
"But I know that once I'm deep in such a quagmire, I'll never be able to get out."
"The Hunter Association may seem like a one-man show by Chairman Netero, but V5, which is behind you, doesn't think so."
"If one day there comes an order from V5 to make that group of twelve do something they don't want to do."
"So, should we agree or disagree?"
Mog casually offered his answer to this rather serious question:
"Anyway, if it were me, I wouldn't just compromise myself if it went against my own ideas."
"I don't want to be a tool they use, order around and manipulate at will."
"So, rather than making things ugly later, it's better not to get involved now."
Mog finished explaining his reasons in a light and casual manner.
Of course, there's one more crucial sentence that hasn't been said.
That is, I don't want to become a toy for you, the president, to pass the time and relieve your boredom in your spare time.
Yes, Chairman Netero is also a person who cares about his reputation.
In that case, it's probably better not to say it for now.
After hearing this, Chairman Netero...
"Ho ho ho, is that so?"
He suddenly laughed: "I see. This kind of thinking is indeed different from the hunters I've talked to before."
"Or is it that people who come from Meteor City have such unique ideas and beliefs?"
"We don't reject anything, but don't try to take anything away from us, is that what you mean?"
"Have they already gone beyond the scope of ordinary hunters' thinking and set their sights on the more distant V5?"
"It seems that in your hearts, the ideals and principles you hold dear, even V5, cannot be taken away or have your will changed, is that right?"
"It seems that I still need to deepen my understanding of you."
"Ho ho ho nai!"
Chapter 132 The Vice President of the Hunter Association? Really?! Deal!!
Mog wasn't surprised that Chairman Netero knew he came from Meteor City.
The entire Hunter Association has only a few hundred professional hunters in total.
Moreover, each year, either none of the candidates pass the test, or only a handful do.
In this situation, it would be strange if the Hunter Association didn't conduct a thorough background check.
Not to mention, there are all sorts of strange and wonderful Nen abilities in this world.
Finding out someone's identity and background is really not difficult.
Especially for someone of Chairman Netero's caliber.
For him, there were basically no secrets in this world.
"The death of Linos, the former chairman of the 'Children's Future' Foundation, was also your doing, wasn't it?"
Nitero's expression had returned to normal:
"And now, you should have formed a group and started to venture out into the world."
"It seems to be called..."
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