[Hunter] I Don't Know, My Coola Is Very Graceful

Kurapika bg fan [Introduction to the incompetent version] I was born different. When I was young, I organized a royal guard to pave the way for my extraordinary future. But my peaceful daily life was shattered by a bunch of crazy spiders. From then on, I made up my mind to become an insect hunter and kill all the spiders in the world! "What happened next? Did Sister Fulla do it?" I looked at the cute little hedgehog's head and let out a deep sigh. "Yes, those rows of storybooks are proof of my resume." "However, it was obvious that he just wanted to be the leader of the hermit clan in the outside world." "Wow, that's amazing!" "Ha, you actually believe this woman's lies?" "But Sister Fulla is very powerful, isn't she, Leorio?" "Xiaojie, do you believe this? She wrote those storybooks herself." I was angry: "Stop blabbering!! Disrespect to the Queen will result in retribution!" "Oh~" "What does that mean? Kurapika, you have the most venomous mouth. Come on, help me fight back!" "Haha, you guys are looking for foreign aid when you can't talk to people??" "Damn white jelly bean man, you must die!" "Hit me! (Screaming)" "Oh, didn't you ask for it?" "Killua!!" "Everyone, stop it!" "..." It's another daily turmoil. Headache. The blond boy sighed helplessly and put down the book in his hand. "Okay. Everyone, calm down." The book cover that was gently placed on the sofa had a pig head with a mean smile on it, and handwriting on the side: "I don't know, but I, Queen Furla, am very graceful" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ How does it feel to have two followers (crossed out) at the same time? A netizen who wishes to remain anonymous: Thanks for the invitation. It's like I dropped two axes. The River God asked me if I dropped a gold ax or a silver ax. In fact, there is no comparison at all! I think anyone who loves food understands the difference between being chased to pay for something you haven't eaten today and being treated to your favorite meal. Ah, please don't get me wrong, isn't this a strange metaphor? (Eye shift) Anyway, if my experiences could be written into a book, maybe these two guys would take up a lot of space. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ [Serious readme version] Their past lives were torn apart by disasters, their relatives and friends were separated, and the orphans of the Kuluta tribe were forced to embark on a wandering journey. Traveling between cities and dangerous places, he had to survive in the hunter world where the jungle preyed on the strong. From struggling to survive, to running for truth and revenge, and finally learning to live for yourself. I thought I was alone, but unexpectedly, the reunion was already waiting around the corner. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Main line: [The story I have to tell with my young tameran·Opening] [Little Beggar's Urban Survival Diary·To be opened] [Mermaid Master's Shy Iron Fist·To be opened] Others to be developed … [White on the outside but sensitive on the outside × Chain Killer] [#atypicalchildhood sweethearts, meeting again are enemies of life and death#] #What can I do to save you, my spider# [#tell a joke, the fairy descends to earth#] #What if I reincarnated into a pig# Intention: noisy, steady flow of water