I Am Not Really Related

After trying many materials, it was finally discovered that glass had the best isolation effect on that bandaged meatball, and its strength was also sufficient.

Therefore, Heaven's Arena quickly built a tempered glass box and sealed the bandaged meatball inside.

Haru decided to collect it, thinking that it might come in handy someday in the future.

Then, the butler came in with a lavish lunch.

And he tactfully relayed the wishes of some people he hoped to convey.

Haru sneered, "Apologies need to be sincere. I won't make it difficult for them; I'm elementary to talk to."

The butler, sweating profusely, nodded repeatedly.

"Tomorrow, have them all stand before me and bow to apologize, and the matter will be considered settled."

When Haru said this lightly, the butler was stunned on the spot, his expression extremely troubled.

"Just this one condition: tell them if they can do it, and we can reconcile. If not, we go to war. Alright, don't stand here and disturb me from eating."

After the butler left, he accurately reported Haru's original words.

Then, as you can imagine, it sparked yet another verbal battle.

The next day, at this time, as expected, not a single person came.

Then, because of a natural gas leak, the 251st floor accidentally exploded!

However, when they searched afterward, they couldn't find any bodies inside.

Just when many people were secretly guessing what exactly had happened, another significant event occurred at the Heavens arena.

The members of the board behind the scenes, five people died overnight, directly wiping out half of them!

Rumors said it was the revenge of the priest from the 251st floor, and the explosion on the 251st floor was the doing of those people.

But what exactly happened, no one knew.

...

The night grew deep.

In a manor still brightly lit and full of various defense mechanisms.

A bald man was smoking with a gloomy expression.

He was one of the behind-the-scenes controllers of the Heavens arena.

No one would have thought the person's revenge would come so swiftly, and they found them effortlessly.

The name "Ninja" was indeed not a rumor.

He had opposed such rule-breaking behavior from the beginning, but unfortunately, some were blinded by power and status. In contrast, others only thought of using others to achieve their ends.

Now, it was proven that they had miscalculated their opponent.

"How did it suddenly get so cold? Mary, bring me a blanket."

After extinguishing the cigarette in the ashtray, he couldn't help but shiver and then shouted for his young and beautiful blonde mistress.

To his surprise, Mary did not respond at all.

The whole house suddenly became eerily quiet.

Cold sweat instantly ran down.

Something was wrong!

Very wrong!

"Am I being targeted?" This thought immediately popped into his head.

But he had taken so many protective measures, with hundreds of armed personnel guarding his safety day and night. How could it be?

However, the world proved that nothing is impossible.

In a daze, he saw a figure suddenly appear on the sofa beside him.

Upon closer inspection, he trembled with fear.

"Hi, you should know who I am, so I'll spare you the introduction. I suppose you've all received the death notice. Do you have any last words? If not, rest in peace."

"It's not my fault; I was always against it."

"Are these your last words?" 

"You can't kill me! I have money and countless assets, and I'll give them all to you. Just please don't kill me!"

"Hmm, I've heard similar last words several times recently. It's funny how people like you end up begging for mercy in the same way, tsk tsk."

Despair!

Knowing that his death was inevitable, he couldn't help but ask the question he most wanted to know: "How did you find us?"

Shin'yo smiled, "Finally, an interesting question."

"Think about what you've all been doing these days. Whose calls have you been taking?"

The man was quick to react, showing an expression of disbelief.

"It seems you've guessed it. Among you was someone quite smart who approached me on the first day. He thought there were too many forces behind the Heavens arena, too many voices that were annoying to listen to."

"I thought, that's true. So, unfortunately, you all had to suffer."

The man slumped to the ground as if a string had snapped, laughing madly with tears streaming down his face.

"So that's how it is, it turned out to be this way, I..."

Plop!

The head fell to the ground.

"Alright, now that you know what's happening, stop laughing. It sounds terrible."

Shin'yo turned and left, and there were still a few jobs left.

The reward for this task was immense, worth half of the Heavens' arena.

Working for others is never as satisfying as being your own master!

...

A few days later, everything suddenly became calm.

Few knew that the council behind the Heavens arena had been completely overhauled.

Only one of the original members survived, followed by a series of equity changes.

With highly skilled methods, the Heavens arena was renamed and rebranded.

Shin'yo owned more than half of the equity, but he handed over the day-to-day control to others as he needed more time to manage.

However, he also needed to remain as the myth of the Heaven Arena, existing until the Heaven Arena no longer needed him.

Then, a bunch of useless people who were just occupying space were all cleared out by Shin'yo.

The entire Heaven arena was refreshed from the inside out!

However, people like Gon and others suffered again. Their relaxing trip was canceled due to the opponent's increasing strength.

But their gains were total.

Describing their transformation in the past few months as a rebirth would not be an exaggeration.

Meanwhile, Shin'yo checked the time, preparing to head to York New City for the next task.

At the same time, leaving the Heaven arena, Hisoka met an unexpected person.

"Can you tell me the information about the Spider now?" The one who met secretly with Hisoka was Kurapika, who also controlled Nen!

Feeling that intoxicating dangerous aura, Hisoka took a deep breath and said, "The New City auction. If you want to find the Spider, get there before August 31."

Kurapika's eyes flickered, then asked, "Hisoka, what exactly do you want?"

Hisoka smiled, "That's none of your business. Although we're cooperating, Chrollo is mine; I'll leave the rest to you."

After saying this, Hisoka stylishly left, leaving Kurapika alone in thought.

Then, after who knows how long, Kurapika also left.

Yorknew City... Well, I need to take a trip. 

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