What caught her eye was the following: [Welcome to the chat room, where you can discuss interesting topics with other users from around the world.]
[First, please read a short story provided by user Dr. Heimerdinger.]
Pyon coldly observed the content.
Especially when she saw the user Heimerdinger, she knew for sure…
"This guy is the real mastermind, right?!!"
She gnashed her teeth in hatred. "I want to see what tricks you're up to!"
She has already been tricked, so she will just have to keep going this way until the end of the world!
But…
"You read it, then write it out for me!!"
Pyon wasn't stupid. She barged into the office next door, grabbed a staff member still on duty, and dragged him over.
Then she shoved the brick phone in front of his bewildered face.
In this world, there are all sorts of bizarre abilities.
What if one of the conditions for activating the other party's Nen ability requires that she read the entire story herself?
Wouldn't that mean she had fallen straight into their trap?!
She wouldn't fall for that!
"So if someone else reads the story and writes it down for me, that's fine!!"
Pyon placed a pen and paper in front of the bewildered staff member: "Write it for me!"
The staff member was startled and immediately began writing out the story on the brick phone.
Pyon glanced over and saw the title of the top story: "The Honest Woodcutter."
"The Honest Woodcutter, a story about a woodcutter?"
Just as Pyon began to ponder, in the office next door...
"A fable?"
A certain person with striking blond hair, a gentle smile on his face, sat calmly at his desk, studying the board before him.
An assistant wrote the contents on his brick phone on the board.
"A short story from the so-called chat room?"
Pariston Hill, a senior staff member of the Hunter Association who has yet to become Vice Chairman and is one of the future Zodiac Twelve, Rat, was also reading a short story he had received from one of his assistants.
"The Honest Woodcutter."
[Once upon a time, a woodcutter was chopping wood by a river. His axe accidentally fell into the water. He sat on the bank and wept bitterly.]
[Hermes, the Messenger of the Gods, happened to be passing by and, after asking why he was weeping, felt sorry for him and jumped into the river to retrieve the axe.]
[The first time, he retrieved a golden axe, but the woodcutter said it wasn't his.]
[The second time, he retrieved a silver axe, but the woodcutter also denied it.]
[The third time, he retrieved the woodcutter's axe, and the woodcutter said that was his axe. Seeing the woodcutter's honesty, Hermes gave him all three axes.]
[The woodcutter returned home and told his companions what had happened.]
[One of his companions, also eager to profit, took an axe and went to the river to chop wood. After a few strokes, he deliberately threw the axe into the water and sat there.]
[Soon after, Hermes appeared again and asked him what had happened. He replied that he had lost his axe.]
[Hermes fished out a golden axe and asked if it was his.]
[The man immediately claimed it was his.]
Hermes, understanding his intention, not only did he not give him the golden axe, but he also left the axe he had dropped in the river.]
This is a classic fable that teaches others about honesty. The earliest origin of the story comes from Aesop's fables.
Of course, in this world, there's no such thing as a Hermes.
Luke also made appropriate modifications when spreading the story.
And the professional hunters who read it all gave it a thumbs-up.
"It's a pretty good story, interesting and meaningful, perfect for extracurricular reading for children."
"And as a short story to pass the time, it's quite suitable..."
Pyon's immediate evaluation after reading the story was…
"It seems... There aren't any other problems, right?!"
She became a little uncertain.
"What's going on on the phone?"
She glanced at the staff member she had roped in to do the hard labor.
"Um, it says you've finished reading. Would you like to chat and exchange stories with other users?"
The staff member read out the message carefully, word by word: "If your review gets a lot of discussion, we'll give you a nice gift."
After that, he looked up at Pyon and said: "Then there were a lot of reviews..."
"Nothing else?!"
Pyon demanded.
"It seems... There's nothing else."
After checking again and again, the staff member replied to Pyon.
"Let me see!"
Pyon immediately snatched the phone back.
Then, she saw a stream of messages appearing on the phone.
[What is this?!]
[Is this a new feature developed by the phone developers?!]
[What is this chat room? Is it just for chatting?!]
[It looks quite interesting. So many people can all send messages!]
[Nobody's mentioning that story just now?!]
[Well, it's a good story indeed. The moral story of the Honest Woodcutter is quite interesting.]
[Right, I can tell the kids about it later.]
[Leave a review to win a gift? Are we supposed to write based on the story?]
[Do you really care about the gift?]
[Nah, I'm just curious about this feature.]
[Yeah, whoever developed such a feature, I'm also curious about the gifts they would give.]
[Heh, you guys probably have the Nen ability that can trace the origin of items back to the real owner, right?!]
[??????]
Another series of question marks followed Pyon's message.
It seemed her guess was correct, but she also directly exposed the main purpose of those who wanted to leave a review.
Well, very few people who can become professional hunters are fools.
Being sent such a message out of nowhere, unable to refuse, forced to read through a story, and then gathered together here to chat…
So many professional hunters all in one place, posting and messaging, it really did feel refreshing, very convenient.
But at the same time, quite a few were secretly planning to use their abilities to trace back the one behind it all.
Or others were testing the chatroom in different ways.