%%&%&% I'm very unsatisfy, this novel don't deserve power stones? no need to continue ?
After paying for the damages to his room, Aoki Hiroshi stepped out onto the street.
Buzz!
His phone suddenly vibrated.
He glanced at the screen—it was Chairman Netero calling. The number had been given to him by Biscuit.
"Chairman?"
Hiroshi raised the phone to his ear, curious.
"Good morning, Hiroshi! I'm at NGL's eastern border now," Netero's cheerful voice rang out."How about a friendly spar?"
Huh?
Hiroshi was briefly taken aback.
Then he answered without hesitation:
"Sure."
After all, Netero was the one who fought the Chimera Ant King in the original timeline.A match against Netero would let Hiroshi gauge how close he was to that level.
"Then come to the Takel Redwood Forest. I'll be waiting."
"Ten minutes."
Hiroshi hung up.
He returned to the hotel, rented a vehicle, and sped off toward the border.
At the Same Time
Inside the NGL Autonomous Region, various V5 agents relayed real-time updates to their higher-ups.
"Aoki Hiroshi just left town!"
"He's headed for the border!"
"He's going to meet Isaac Netero!"
"Biscuit Krueger is with him!"
When the V5 council received this intel, every leader tensed up.
The three of them meeting—what were they planning?
Could it be retaliation?
Just yesterday, they'd sent Pariston and a 30-man elite squad to ambush Hiroshi.Even though they'd since tried to make amends, that didn't guarantee Hiroshi would just let it go.
"Prepare for the worst, gentlemen!"
"Yes. Just in case."
"If those three come at us for payback—do not retaliate!"
"Let them vent, whatever it takes."
The V5 members reminded each other repeatedly.
If they angered Netero and provoked a decapitation strike…at least half of them would die on the spot.
With three generations—old, middle, and young—all gathered together,if Hiroshi, Biscuit, and Netero launched a coordinated assault…they could wipe out over 90% of V5 leadership.
And that's assuming they didn't fight back.
If they did, several entire nations might fall.
"Track them closely."
"Yes, and give live updates of their location."
"No, better yet—set up a live video feed!"
The V5 leaders finalized their plan.
Soon, teams from surrounding countries quietly slipped into NGL.
To avoid suspicion, they brought no weapons—only comms gear and video relays.
Eastern Border
Vroom!
Aoki Hiroshi sped to the site, opened the car door, and saw a bald old man with a white beard standing on the roadside.
Isaac Netero.
"Eh?"
"Eh?"
Both Hiroshi and Netero looked at each other, surprised.
They had each sensed the other's aura—and it shocked them.
"His aura's enormous... nearly five times mine," Hiroshi thought, stunned."And this is his weakened, elderly form?"
"How terrifying was Netero in his prime?"
"B-class? Double B? Could he be A-class?"
Across from him, Netero's eyes flickered with shock as well.
"Hiroshi's aura… it's stronger than Biscuit's.""He's reached nearly one-fifth of my own—and I've had over a century to build mine."
"To be this strong after just awakening Nen..."
He was both astonished and delighted.
"Shall we?"
Netero's face remained calm, but his voice trembled with excitement.
"Let's."
Hiroshi gave a small nod.
Nearby, Biscuit twitched.
"Seriously? No small talk? Just fight?"
"Two battle maniacs..." she muttered, glancing toward the V5 observers.
Seeing that they were unarmed and lacked Nen users, she let her guard down.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Netero and Hiroshi dashed toward a bald hill a few hundred meters away.
They didn't care about V5 watching—in fact, letting V5 see their strength might prevent future trouble.
Inside the V5 Conference Room
The V5 leaders stared wide-eyed at the live feed.
They watched as Netero and Hiroshi sprinted toward the distant hill.
"What are they doing?"
"Sparring?"
"As long as it's not revenge, I don't care."
Moments later, field agents confirmed it:
"They're preparing to spar!"
"So it is a match?"
"It's been so long since Netero fought…"
"Let's hope Hiroshi can last a bit."
"Yeah, let's see how much power Netero still has!"
They all fixed their eyes on the screen.
True, Hiroshi had wiped out a 30-man unit and seriously injured Pariston.
But all five of the top Nen users could do that.
Netero, on the other hand, could face down an entire army, even withstand missile strikes.
To V5, Hiroshi's potential was impressive—but he still needed time to fulfill that promise.He wasn't Netero's equal. Not yet.
At the Foot of the Bald Hill
Biscuit stared toward the summit, her face tinged with worry.
"Chairman, don't lose your cool..."
She muttered under her breath.
"Hiroshi's aura can't match yours, sure—but his combat power is terrifying, and his Nen is pure offense."
"He may not win, but he won't make it easy."
"So please, Chairman—don't get too into it!"
Biscuit was afraid they'd take the fight too far.
Netero was stronger—but if he got caught up in the heat of battle,he might accidentally cripple Hiroshi.
Even if Hiroshi couldn't push him that far… it was still a risk.
"Just in case…"
She took out her phone and dialed a few numbers.
She called a nearby healer-type Nen user, requesting standby support.
She also notified the nearest hospital to prep for emergency care.
And finally, she contacted the Gourmet Hunter she'd been working with, asking them to prepare special recovery meals.
"Now let's see... can Hiroshi push the Chairman that far?"
She set down her phone, eyes fixed on the summit—eager to witness what came next.