Starting as an inventor from Hunter x Hunter

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Yes, people living in the online world are definitely the fastest at accepting new things like internet slang.

However, there is a problem.

How can we get those people to see the story you're telling?

If we could let them see the story, wouldn't that allow them to directly access the chat room?

"At this point, you need to make use of your network skills."

Mog smiled and looked at Iksumbe in front of him, "Just like that invitation number I got from King Freecss before."

"After clicking, won't I be able to enter this world?"

That's different.

As Iksumbe presented the cardboard sign, he shook his head.

That requires mutual agreement from both parties before it can be achieved.

Even if I send it, the other party has the right to refuse to receive it...

"Then we'll find a way to get them to agree no matter what."

Mog said it as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Iksumbe: 【……？？？】

All I could see was a black man's face filled with confusion as he stared at Mog, utterly bewildered.

"The power of the internet lies not only in its wide reach but also in its real-time nature."

Mog chuckled, "It's also incredibly stubborn, like a dog skin plaster!"

In 1986, the six continents remained the same as always.

It seemed to happen day after day, year after year.

Calm places remain calm, and chaotic places remain chaotic.

Just like yesterday, there was absolutely no difference.

However, this afternoon, near the end of the workday...

"Is my shift finally over for today?!"

Inside one of the Hunter Association's offices.

A beautiful girl in a pink striped dress looked at the clock on the wall and couldn't help but breathe out a sigh of relief.

Then he stretched out a big yawn.

It stretches out those small but full curves to their fullest extent.

Even while stretching, she didn't let go of the ancient book in her hand, nor the hottest mobile phone currently on the market.

"Seriously, if only phones could have more functions!"

The cute girl there complained about being bored all day: "But it doesn't have to be a pointless day like this."

She stared longingly at the clock, glancing every now and then at the time clock by the door.

She waited until after get off work, then darted forward and heard the time clock beep.

[Pjørn, thank you for your hard work.]

Pjorn felt that the happiest moment of his day was when he got off work.

This ancient document hunter, codenamed "Mao Rabbit" among the twelve Earthly Branches, is also a linguist and translator.

The cute girl, who is also always glued to her phone, is now grumbling as usual.

Even though she was very dissatisfied with the phone, she still couldn't bear to put it down.

Yes, her qualities as a first-generation internet addict girl are already clearly evident.

But it was while she was muttering to herself that she was doing that.

Ding-dong!

Suddenly, her cell phone, which she used for working as a laborer, received a message.

"Hmm? Will other people message me?!"

Pjorn blinked as he looked at the message from the unfamiliar number.

I looked over with some curiosity.

Would you like to join the chat room, read short stories, leave comments, and win amazing gifts?

She read it out word by word.

Well, it was mainly a mobile phone screen, not as large as later ones, which could display all the information.

Is this an advertisement?

Pjorn 320 was somewhat surprised.

"Chat room? This sounds like a place to chat..."

"Read short stories and leave comments? There are stories? And you can comment?"

"Is it this high-end?!"

Undeniably, Pjørn admits that he has begun to take an interest and his appetite has been whetted.

"Modern smartphones have evolved to the point where you can read stories and leave comments!"

"As for this exquisite gift..."

Upon seeing this, Pjorn paused slightly.

This looks suspiciously like a scam!

Although there are no scam text messages yet, Pjorn's sense of smell is already quite keen.

Is this a scam?

Her ears twitched, and the cunning little rabbit's eyes began to dart around.

"It seems like I don't have anything worth being fooled about."

"Of course, it's also possible that it wants to steal my personal information, or take this opportunity to plant some dangerous programs on my phone to detect and monitor my situation..."

As an exceptionally skilled professional hunter, he managed to earn a 77 out of 100 rating from Hisoka despite his frail physique.

This is enough to demonstrate Pjorn's brilliance.

Therefore, faced with this situation, Pjorn made his choice and judgment very easily.

"Of course we refused!"

A sweet and innocent smile appeared on Pjorn's face:

"Since the person who sent this message was able to send it to my phone, other people working in the Hunter Association may have received the same message as well."

"Can't I just go look at other people's?"

"If I let them click to receive the information, won't I still be able to see the next screen and satisfy my curiosity?"

"Yeah, I'm such a clever little devil!"

Pjorn gave himself a thumbs up, beaming with pride at his own ingenuity.

In this way, one can avoid the risk of being monitored or observed.

You can also see what the interface looks like after you click "accept".

It's the best of both worlds!

As for what will happen to others who click "accept," and whether they will be affected by this risk...

That's none of Pjorn's business.

She can extricate herself completely unscathed, without any harm or impact!

"Trying to outsmart me? You're incredibly naive!"

She had a kind of intellectual superiority complex, like "you can't do anything to me, I'm not going to fall for your tricks," and clicked the "Reject" button.

"You guys are still too green. No matter how clever you are, you'll still have to drink my foot bath water!"

But the next second, Pjorn's victorious smile froze.

Chapter 094 Mog's Divine Move! A sob! Pjorn, tricked twice!!

"How can this be?!!"

Pjorn was incredulous as he looked at what was beginning to appear on his phone screen:

You have agreed to receive this message. You will be redirected to the chat room shortly. Please wait.

Pjorn: "???"

I clearly clicked "no"!

The look of astonishment still lingered on her face, but her mind was clear, and she quickly came to her senses.

Then, very quickly, he frantically pressed the "back" button on the phone.

"Get out of here, you son of a bitch!!"

Pjorn almost roared out loud, baring his teeth.

Yes, she really didn't expect that.

He hunted geese all day long, but in the end, he was pecked by one.

Pjorn, who always prided herself on being an incredibly intelligent and beautiful young woman, was just basking in her own wisdom.

The result is that they've been caught off guard and ended up being the ones who got caught!

"This is absolutely outrageous!!"

Her cheeks puffed up with anger as she grumbled, "How dare they scheme against such an outstanding, cute, beautiful, and pretty... young lady like me!!"

Yes, Pjorn felt that he had been deliberately tricked.

Otherwise, how could clicking "decline" directly redirect to the page, which would imply agreement?!