"Hey, Sean, you're just leaving like that?"
The screen flickered, and with a poof, Number 2 dissipated right under Ging's nose. Ging adjusted the brim of his hat, startled for a moment, before suppressing his voice and chuckling, "If you do this, the Chairman probably won't let you off."
Seeing someone voluntarily withdraw from the Hunter Exam and giving up the "Iron Rice Bowl" that allowed one to roam the continent freely was a first. It seemed the person before him really didn't care about the privileges of a "Pro Hunter".
"So what if he lets me off? So what if he doesn't? Either way, he's just a defeated opponent."
With a flip of his hand, Sean stored the fishing rod into the "Sage" space. He reached out and gently stroked the Sunny; with a thought, the ship with the lion-head figurehead turned into ice and was instantly stored away by Sean as well.
"Wait, without the boat, how do we get back?" Ging stepped onto empty air. Before he could react, he fell into the sea with a splash.
Sean glanced at him. "Who cares about you?!"
He casually took out a bicycle, stepped onto it, and just like when he arrived, rode slowly across the surface of the sea as if it were flat ground.
'This guy...' Relying on his freezing ability to act so recklessly, he really didn't put anyone in his eyes!
Ging shook his head with a laugh, leaped up, and followed behind Sean, running at a leisurely pace along the icy trail left by the bicycle.
Fortunately, Whale Island was right in front of them. In less than two hours, the two of them arrived one after the other. Leaning against the bar counter, they drank the two beers Mito brought over.
"Here, this is for you."
Ignoring Mito's knife-like glare, Ging put down his glass, fumbled in his shirt for a moment, and tossed a worn-out notebook to Sean.
"What is this?"
"You'll know when you look at it."
"Acting mysterious." Sean rolled his eyes at Ging, reached out, and grabbed the notebook. It felt very light and thin, covered in mottled scratches.
Opening the title page, the very first sentence caused Sean's calm eyes to suddenly narrow.
God is real! And the Dark Continent is the kingdom of "God"!
God? The corners of Sean's mouth gradually curled up. He still remembered Netero saying these exact words to him just a few days ago.
For those two old men, him and Zigg, it was a palm strike from a "God" back then that had beaten them back. So...
"Don't tell me this notebook was left behind by Don Freecss?" Sean glanced deeply at Ging.
Ging shrugged. "Who knows? I'm only telling you that I will share intel regarding the Dark Continent with you, but I have no obligation to tell you the source of that intel."
"Is that so?" Sean scoffed. "I don't recall agreeing to team up with you. Some people shouldn't sell themselves short."
Ging: "..."
His mouth twitched. "Fine, just consider it my wishful thinking, alright?"
"Heh, you said that yourself, I didn't force you." Sean chuckled, took a large gulp of beer, exhaled in satisfaction, and continued reading.
Single attribute "Five-fold Limit Break" will touch upon the domain of "God".
Unfortunately, the Human Continent, encircled by Mobius Lake, does not possess the conditions to break the "Five-fold Limit", and thus can never create the children of "God"...
Five-fold Limit Break powerhouses!
What does this mean?
"Staying on the continent, no matter how one cultivates, it's impossible to break the fifth limit?!" Sean frowned and looked at Ging.
Ging said faintly, "Don't look at me. As for whether one can achieve a five-fold limit break, wouldn't you know if you went back and asked your family's old man?"
"Maha Zoldyck. Looking at the whole world, there should be no one with more authority on this subject than him."
That old man who had eaten the Nitro Rice and lived for over three hundred years was a living fossil. He had cultivated for over three hundred years yet hadn't broken the five-fold limit. Sean had personally "appraised" this point through the "Sage". Therefore, it was certain that the content recorded in this notebook was very likely true!
His heart sank. He hadn't expected the continent to have such restrictions. Sean's eyes flickered as he continued reading.
A name caught his eye, surprising him greatly.
Little Vito, the Hui Guo Rou family will be handed over to you in the future. Thinking about not being able to see you grow up is quite regrettable...
But there is no other way. Grandpa's time is running out. I can only communicate with you in this manner. I hope you don't mind. (Laugh)
Alright, back to the main topic. Now you already know that "God" is real.
Furthermore, every one of them is a single-attribute "Four-fold Limit Break" existence. Their strength is so great that I, your grandfather, didn't even see them clearly before being severely injured by the other party and almost dying on the Dark Continent.
Regarding this point, I don't know if there are records of it on the continent. At that time, I could vaguely see that the "God" also had a face similar to us humans. Or perhaps, He was just a "bigger size" of us. We could also call them Giants.
Giants? Placed in the context of the Dark Continent, that didn't seem like a big deal. Think about the World Tree. It pierced through the human world. Like the Jumooku, it held up the heavens and the earth. But in the Dark Continent, it might simply be an ordinary tree.
Therefore, giants and the like... in the Dark Continent where World Trees were everywhere, they might really be insignificant. Any random disaster could destroy them.
Sean remained noncommittal, thinking to himself that the reason the other party could be called a giant might simply be because their genetic sequence was different from humans.
However, the "owner" of this notebook... Hui Guo Rou. This immediately made him think of the current Royal Family of the Kakin Empire—the Hui Guo Rou family!
"No wonder they want to build the Black Whale and fund Beyond; it turns out there is a 'predestined connection'..."
Rustle. Sean flipped the page and continued to watch this notebook, which was very likely left behind by an ancestor of the Hui Guo Rou family. His expression gradually became solemn.
It is worth noting.
Aside from the difference in physical strength, Grandpa speculates... the "God" on the Dark Continent who injured me was likely not using "Nen".
That was a power I had never felt before, far more solid and robust than "Nen".
After Grandpa returned, I visited every Nen Exorcist, attempting to drive out the ball of energy left in my body by "God", but not a single Nen Exorcist could achieve it.
Later, some things happened, and Grandpa learned that this ball of energy has its own name—"Faith Power"!
Respect God, worship God, become a believer of God, and one can receive God's grace.
So... when discussing God, "In the end, is it inseparable from faith?"
Sean took a deep breath, associating this with the Three Pure Ones and Nine Emperors from his past life. Ripples appeared one after another in his distinct black and white pupils.