Hunter x Hunter: The Ubiquitous Dragon Life

After eating breakfast, Chrollo looked at Cellulo with a contemplative look and said:

"Miss Cellulu, I think it's better to say something first. I hope Miss Cellulu can act with us in the next few days. The law and order here is very poor, even if you stay in the house, it is not necessarily safe. Follow us, and we can also protect you nearby, which is also for your safety."

"Of course it's fine, Mr. Chrollo, please."

Celluloid nodded in agreement.

"You are welcome."

Chrollo smiled gracefully.

After the meal, Cellulo went back to Chrollo's study, picked up a book and read it as a pastime. After a while, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Please come in."

Celluloid said something casually, her eyes still lingering on the book.

"Miss Cellulu, I'm going out now, come with me." Chrollo's voice came from the door.

Cellulu immediately raised her head and was about to say yes, but felt a little stuck in the next second. She looked at the other party hesitantly and greeted:

"Mr. Chrollo?"

The image of Krollo in front of him was completely different from the image of the scholar with his hair scattered, lush, and gentle temperament that he had seen before. With a big back, a thick layer of hairspray was obviously applied on his head, and he was wearing a long coat with a complex style with a fur collar, but only a black T-shirt inside, which looked a bit nondescript. And only now that Cellulo has seen, there is actually a cross tattooed on Chrollo's forehead. Cellulo never noticed it before because it was blocked by her hair.

Looking at the other party's bizarre costume and the tattoo that is so speechless that it looks like a target, Cellulu feels that she can't say anything, so she can only look at it in a stunned manner. Clothes, Chrollo has completely reversed the practice of this sentence. When he dressed like this, a handsome young man instantly turned into a hooligan. He was originally delicate and elegant, and it could even be said that the face of a miserable green teenager was so Once spoiled, I feel as if I am more than ten years old in an instant, and I have stepped directly to the level of an uncle. Cellulo can't understand why there is such a waste of her own conditions. What kind of terrifying dress taste is this? .

Cellulo was shocked there, but Chrollo didn't realize it, and even asked a little strangely.

"What's the matter? Miss Cellulu, do you have any questions about you going out with me?"

"Ah, no problem, I can go anytime."

After finally recovering from the other party's horrifying taste, Cellulu twitched the corners of her mouth and replied immediately. Although she couldn't agree with Chrollo's taste, since the other party liked it, no one else had the right to peck at it.

Following Chrollo out the door, Cellulu didn't see Maggie and Pike, and asked casually:

"Aren't Miss March and Miss Parker going out?"

"They have other business and have already gone out." Chrollo said lightly.

"Oh."

Cellulu nodded, suddenly remembering that she didn't know the other party's destination, and asked:

"Where is Mr. Crollo planning to go?"

"Go get some food." Chrollo simply returned.

Noticing that Chrollo used this word, Cellulu suddenly remembered a realistic question:

"Mr. Chrollo, how did you get the things here? Those daily necessities, food, etc., can you buy them with money?"

"No, money is useless here, a lot of people don't even know what money is, there are other ways to get it."

Hearing Cellulo's words, the corner of Chrollo's mouth curled up with a bit of irony.

Cellulo didn't notice it, she was analyzing it in a factual manner.

"Can't money be used? Other methods, is it possible to pick up useful items in the garbage heap, and then take them to a fixed place to give food according to the value of the picked up items? Or is it to be recycled and rebuilt through waste collection? Do you want to produce new items? In this case, a large organization should be required to manage it." After speaking, he raised his head and looked at Chrollo for confirmation.

"It's really surprising. Miss Cellulu seems to understand it very well. Indeed, this is how the entire Meteor Street survives, and the Senate is also managed here."

Chrollo confirmed the other party's statement with a smile, but was a little surprised at the bottom of his heart. It didn't take long for Cellulu to see through the operation mode of Meteor Street. She was a smarter girl than expected.

However, seeing through does not mean that you can adapt, because the most important part of survival here, the girl did not guess, but Chrollo deliberately ignored it. In a state of order, for individuals, although Celluloid just mentioned one of the ways of life, due to the scarcity of resources, most people choose a more relaxed way of life------- -snatch.

The cruel living environment makes it difficult for people outside to survive when they come to Meteor Street, because there are so many things that need to be adjusted and changed, sometimes even the subversion of the whole value, looking at the girl's clear and clean eyes, a pair of As if he didn't know the world, Chrollo was a little mocked in his heart. When the girl faced the darkness of Meteor Street, could she still maintain such eyes?

"Oh."

Cellulu replied vaguely, and as she had guessed, this Meteor Street reminded her of a world she had been to a long time ago. It was highly similar to this place, but slightly different, because that planet itself was a prison. and garbage dumps.

That world is actually a sub-star, a completely barren land, producing nothing, and the environment is extremely harsh. Magnetic storms are blowing all year round. The temperature during the day is as high as fifty degrees, but the temperature at night can plummet to minus thirty degrees. The real bitter cold place, the useless planet is therefore used as a garbage disposal site, and the parent star not far from the child star discards all waste items here, including some radioactive and dangerous items.

The mother planet, who wants to recycle resources but does not want to sacrifice normal manpower, exiled all the felons to this planet, and let them do the work of garbage disposal and classification, in exchange for the materials that continue to survive, the natural environment It is the best cage. Without a space shuttle, it is impossible to get out of that planet. Therefore, the mother planet did not even send anyone to manage this planet. Although many items can be regenerated, the most critical food cannot be produced. The regular supply of the home planet maintains the living needs. Because it is a prison, there are no negotiable conditions, so it is impossible to form a unified large-scale organization for foreign affairs. The group has the strength to control the entire planet, the resources are scarce, the conditions are difficult, and the people there are all criminals, which makes everyone as cunning and cruel as beasts, without any warmth, once assigned to this planet, it is Entering hell, it is a veritable dark world without hope and full of despair.

For Cellulu, it was one of the most painful and desperate experiences in her memory. She was bound by space and couldn't even leave that planet. She could only endure a hundred years. It has only been hundreds of years since she became this immortal state, and she is still in a period of constant adjustment and adjustment of her values. In order to survive, she has done a lot of unwilling and even cruel things. She does not believe in anyone, and is suspicious and paranoid. Living on earth, with a scheming that is inferior to others, she can only rely on her superpowers to conquer and overwhelm others. When she finally left that planet, she has not recovered for nearly a hundred years.

Although this is a long time ago, and thinking about it now will not bring any touch to Cellulu, but this makes her not have any good impression of Meteor Street, which is similar to that planet. Although she wants to leave early, but since she has agreed Since she went out with Chrollo, she didn't want to break her promise easily. Anyway, it's only less than a week, and the forbearance is over. Cellulu comforted herself, although sometimes she hated herself for not being able to refute others. Face, thin-skinned character.

Taking back her mind, Cellulu looked at this Meteor Street, still a little puzzled, this is not a prison, there is nothing to restrain freedom, so why did some people say that she could not leave at the beginning? Thinking of this, Cellulo looked up at Chrollo and asked:

"You once said that this is not a prison, so since there are no restrictions, why don't people here go out and find a better place to live?"

Water flows to low places, people walk to high places, and life is so difficult to stick to the same place, which is really puzzling.

"Because the laws of Meteor Street are deeply ingrained in our blood, we won't be able to get used to the normal world after we go out, and we who are abandoned do not need the approval of this world."

Hearing Cellulu's question, Chrollo's eyes were distant, as if looking at an unknown distant place, he answered almost to himself, paused for a while, then returned to his normal expression, and continued to add:

"Of course, there are actually more practical reasons. First, the terrain here is complicated, and people without strength can't get out. Second, even if they go out, people in Meteor Street have no identity and can't stand in normal society, so those who go out will end up in the end. They're all back."

"Oh, Mr. Chrollo too? So he's back."

Cellulu said casually, but another thing came to her mind. At the beginning, the knight did say that people who come out from a certain place will not have an ID card. Does that mean that the knight is actually a Meteor Street person? Trouble, Cellulu sighed secretly, she left to avoid the knights, but she didn't expect to copy it directly to his hometown, should it be said to be a bad fate?

"maybe,"

Chrollo replied indifferently, and suddenly raised his voice slightly and said:

"Okay, Miss Cellulu, here we are."

"what?"

Cellulu raised her head and looked around, only to realize that while they were talking, they had reached a place like a recycling bin.

"Wait here, I'll go in and get something." Chrollo turned his head and ordered, and went into the same place as the recycling bin.

"Okay," Celluloid nodded and waited outside.

It didn't take long for Chrollo to come out, carrying a large bag of food in his hand, and smiled when he saw Celluloid:

"It's been a long time, let's go back."

Peacefully walking on the way back, when there were still 5 minutes away from Chrollo's house, Chrollo suddenly said:

"Miss Cellulo, I suddenly remembered that I forgot to order something at the recycling bin, so can you go back first with the food?"

"Ah, okay." Cellulu was stunned for a while before she received it.

"Then I'll trouble you, do you know the way back?" Chrollo asked apologetically after putting everything in Cellulu's hands.

Cellulo nodded affirmatively. After saying hello to Chrollo, she went back to the way she came. The more she walked, the more nervous Cellulu felt. When she walked with Chrollo just now, it was very quiet around her. Everyone avoided them, but now that she was alone, Cellulu noticed that a lot of people suddenly appeared around her. The people I met were the same.

Celluloid is cautiously guarding as she walks. If this Meteor Street is really the same as that world, then in addition to the way of survival that she just said, the easier way should be to **** it, abandon all useless feelings, rely on it. Your own power will do whatever it takes to survive.

Thinking of this, Cellulu's footsteps also quickened. She wanted to hurry back to Chrollo's house. At this moment, four or five burly men suddenly appeared from the slanting thorns. Cellulu sighed inwardly. , still haven't escaped? For the first time, she regretted why she promised Chrollo to stay instead of leaving immediately. Indecision is really her biggest weakness.

She complained to herself, and without waiting for the opponent to move, Cellulu simply launched a teleport back to Chrollo's home. There is no need to conceal her strength in such a place, because here is a jungle where the strong eat the weak and the fittest survive. Laws, so unnecessary showing weakness will only lead to more trouble.

Chrollo, who had been secretly following behind Cellulo, let out a sigh of regret after seeing the opponent disappear out of thin air. He originally wanted to study the opponent's abilities carefully, so he let Cellulu hold the food by himself. Going back, he didn't expect that the other party would teleport directly, and he didn't even do it at all, and he didn't see the protective shield-like ability that made him care. It didn't seem to be a good test, Chrollo assessed.

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In other words, I really don't like the way Chrollo's back looks like he's aged ten years.

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