And so, after the chat room officially launched under the Hunter Association, thanks to the joint efforts of Ickshonpe and Luke, it officially changed its name and became the Hunter Chat Site, appearing before the eyes of professional hunters.
Soon after, some professional hunters with certain channels and connections began to dig up information, learning some of the behind-the-scenes stories.
"Was it that bastard Ging Freecss who went to talk to Chairman Netero?!"
After learning this news through various channels, Pyon's eyes widened.
Then, a look of realization appeared in her eyes: "If it was that guy, then it wouldn't be surprising."
"After all…"
Thinking of that scene, Pyon's face flushed.
"Only that bastard could come up with such a bastardly option and act!!"
Pyon gnashed her teeth in hatred, wishing she could bite Ging into pieces.
On the other side, Botobai Gigante remained silent.
When no one was paying attention, he bought himself a new phone.
Then he logged onto a Hunter Chat Site to check on the situation.
Well, when he initially didn't understand the nature of the website, he naturally tried everything he could to block it.
But if it was officially endorsed by the Hunter Association, then it was trustworthy and worth taking the time to understand.
After all, he didn't want to fall behind the times.
However, following the transformation from chat room to Hunter Chat Site, some hunters with sharp instincts began to realize something.
Perhaps, in the near future, the development of the times will usher in another extraordinary change and revolution.
And just as many professional hunters gazed into the distance, hoping to glimpse the tip of the iceberg of the future…
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was the end of 1986.
In 1986, not many events of global significance occurred.
In summary, there are only 3 key points.
The first key point, in an unnoticed corner of the world, the NGL Autonomous Region declared its establishment.
NGL stands for Neo-Green Life, one of the countries within the Mitene Union.
Located on the western edge of the Barucha Islands, the NGL Autonomous Region is surrounded by the ocean.
It advocates a complete rejection of mechanical civilization, with people living entirely within nature, a nation of 2.17 million people.
99% of its citizens are members of the Neo-Green Life organization, while the remaining 1% are volunteers assisting them.
They claim to be an autonomous state dedicated to the protection of nature.
Here, the roads remain unpaved, preserving the natural terrain.
You have to find your own way, with horseback riding being the primary means of transportation.
The entire NGL Autonomous Region territory is a nature reserve, home to many plants and animals not yet recognized by the scientific community.
To enter the country, one must pass through a checkpoint and embassy built into a massive tree located along the river dividing the NGL Autonomous Region and the Republic of Rokario.
Since the nation claims to be entirely free of mechanical objects, visitors must undergo strict inspection, including an inquiry into their purpose of visit, a check of belongings, and a detailed examination.
One could say that they take environmental protection extremely seriously.
For this, they've gained admiration and support from many environmentalists and nature enthusiasts.
However, it's said that beneath this seemingly pure, nature-loving country lies a deep and sinister malice.
For now, though, the outside world remains unaware of the NGL Autonomous Region's true nature.
The second point is within Meteor City.
A dark-skinned little girl named Canary was born, unnoticed.
In the future, she will become an apprentice housekeeper in a family of assassins, responsible for guarding the inner gates.
As for the third point…
"Meteor City..."
At the entrance to the boundless desert, Luke gazed at the dusty expanse ahead and couldn't help but smile.
"It's been ages since I've been back, really."
Since leaving Meteor City, almost three years have passed in the blink of an eye.
The three-year period has expired, and it's time to return.
"Uvogin, Nobunaga, and the others should be arriving soon, right?"
Walking in the desert, Luke thought of his departed teammates.
A while ago, Chrollo sent him a message.
Meteor City is ready; it's time to announce its existence to the outside world.
So, Luke immediately contacted Uvogin and the others.
They agreed to return to Meteor City together at this very moment.
"Speaking of which, it seems these four guys have caused quite a stir in the outside world."
Given the personalities of Uvogin and the others, it would be unrealistic to expect them to spend the entire year in peace.
"But at least they had some common sense. They knew something was wrong and evacuated promptly and decisively. They're relatively clear-headed..."
In the desert, Luke's faint voice drifted with the wind.
"Hahaha...!"
Then, a resounding laugh rose from the rolling yellow sand: "Are you badmouthing us again, Luke?!"
Indistinctly, a massive figure approached from the swirling sand.
"Haven't seen you in a year, but you haven't changed at all!"
Broad shoulders, muscular build, his entire body brimming with a feral, explosive power.
His outfit resembled that of a savage living deep in the wilds, wearing only fur pants and boots.
The rest of his body was completely bare.
"Your attire has become incomprehensible, Uvogin."
Luke smiled while gazing at the towering figure before him.
"Since I have been saying I want to be the world's greatest villain..."
Uvogin, who hadn't been seen for a year, grinned. "Of course, I have to make some changes in my appearance too!"
"That's right, it's just about your appearance."
A slightly languid voice came from behind Uvogin.
"In other areas, I haven't seen any progress at all."
Nobunaga laughed, dragging his wide-sleeved robe along as he walked forward.
"What do you mean by no progress?!"
Uvogin said dissatisfiedly: "I've killed quite a few people over the past year!"
As he spoke, a sinister grin flashed across his face, and he clenched his fists.
"I've already collected a wave of interest in advance!"
During this year, Uvogin had seen more than just the outside world.
With his simple and straightforward mind, there were naturally only two things on his mind. One was his dream within the brigade: to become the world's greatest villain.
The other was revenge.
This was one of their primary reasons for leaving Meteor City.
Everything was a preparation for revenge.
And the target of revenge was, naturally, the boss who constantly sent his men to Meteor City to kidnap children.
The so-called Mom's Help Foundation's chairman, Risnorth.
He was still being broadcast on television programs over a decade after his death.
It's easy to imagine his considerable influence.
Thus, he was a formidable figure for the current brigade members.
But the more this became, the more Uvogin wanted to confront him.
So, after Luke and the others left the Heavens Arena, Uvogin and Nobunaga's next journey was to trouble the Mom's Help Foundation.
In every city, if they could find their base, they would definitely visit it.
"Our approach is simple. Once we find a place and get in, we'll start by smashing down a few walls to scare those wimps off."
"Then we would make them confess what crimes the local branch had committed and what kind of inhumane things they had done."
"If there really were any disgusting scumbags doing filthy deeds, we would clean them up on the spot!"
Uvogin raised his head and said proudly: "Even if a branch has not committed any serious offenses, we will teach them a lesson to prevent them from falling into corruption."
"Of course, if that's all we do, it doesn't quite fit our role as villains."
"So, if some so-called righteous people, who don't even acknowledge the facts, rush forward shouting something like justice…"
Uvogin shook his fist. "I'll beat them all up!"
And by beating them up, he meant it quite literally.
"We've made considerable progress recently."
Uvogin said this while staring straight at Luke.
He could sense that Nobunaga and the others had indeed made progress.
But when it came to Luke...
He couldn't even begin to gauge his strength anymore.
"Not bad."
Luke praised him: "You've made it back alive and well, which is already quite impressive."
Uvogin: "...?"
"Huh?!"
He finally realized something: "You mean, are we so useless that we might die out there?!"
"What else?!"
Nobunaga, standing by, interrupted Uvogin's impulsive speech: "After crushing those men, weren't we also being chased and fleeing, nearly becoming rats in the gutter?!"
At that, Nobunaga's face twisted in frustration.
Part of it was anger from being hunted down, but the other part was irritation at the big idiot beside him.
Honestly, after taking down the enemies, wouldn't it make sense to retreat immediately?
But every time they were pursued, Uvogin never thought of running away.
Instead, he would charge back at the pursuers with a laugh, even when it was obvious they were stronger and far more dangerous opponents.
And so, Nobunaga had no choice but to stay and fight beside him.
And through those repeated life-and-death battles, their strength increased dramatically.
But they also took their share of beatings, and after almost every battle, they bore numerous serious wounds.
Over the course of this year, Nobunaga finally understood the dangers of the outside world.
Of course, in contrast, as time went on, fewer and fewer people came after them.
It wasn't that their numbers dwindled, but rather that those with the strength and ability to pursue them were few and far between.
Gradually, their own strength began to become somewhat respectable in this world.
After all, before leaving Heavens Arena, they were already top-tier fighters above the 200th floor.
And after a year of real combat experience, ordinary strongmen or so-called heroes of justice no longer dared to challenge them.
Just like the Phantom Troupe in the original timeline, first-rate villains who committed countless atrocities, yet were rarely hunted down.
Because anyone with even a slightly clear mind knows that those who could reach that level of power all possessed terrifying abilities.
To fight such people to the death was nothing but a losing deal.
Even the head of the Zoldyck Family, Silva, after assassinating one member of the Phantom Troupe, complained that it had been a bad deal.
Every prey had its own cost and value in the hunt.
If the price paid isn't proportional to the value, then naturally, no one will bother to hunt it.
Simply put, as your strength grows, others will be wary of you, and you will naturally become less of a target.
"By the end, there wasn't anyone left who could even try to stop us, right?"
Uvogin pinched his nose, looking completely unconcerned.
Then, with a look of excitement, he shouted: "Once we get back to Meteor City, we can officially go out..."
He looked at Luke, grinning widely, and shouted a name he hadn't called out in a long time: "Captain Luke!!"
Captain… What an interesting title indeed.
Luke chuckled softly, his gaze turning toward the distant outline of Meteor City's shadowy buildings.
"This time, let's completely establish the brigade!"
At the moment they returned to Meteor City, it felt as though nothing had changed.
Meteor City was still the same Meteor City.
The residents still made a living from the garbage dump.
It still had a cruel and vicious side, full of aggressiveness.
But when Luke arrived at the elders' place and once again met Elder Veyron, and the genuine smile on his face, he knew something was different.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Elder Veyron's wrinkled face couldn't hide the smile that came from the heart: "I've seen everything you've done out there."
"Even I, inside Meteor City, have heard the news of the Mom's Help Foundation being eradicated around the world."
He looked at Luke with a look of relief: "To still keep such a cause close to your heart even while out there… I truly didn't misjudge you!"
Luke: "..."
Well, to be honest, it seems like all of this was done by Uvogin and others…
"Ahem."
Luke coughed twice. "It's nothing."
He said seriously: "These are what we should do."
Seeing this, Elder Veyron's smile deepened.
"Chrollo has already formulated a strategy for Meteor City that's perfectly suited to its development and changes."
"Once you begin your operation, every banner across Meteor City will be raised instantly..."
Elder Veyron whispered softly: "I'll make sure that, when the time comes, every person in Meteor City will truly understand…"