Hunter: I became stronger even after I died.

Chapter 118 Is it amazing?
Moreau will bend his limbs?
Kurt's little head was immediately filled with doubts.

Ziponian saw the reaction, which did not seem fake.

I was deceived by that young man.

Ziponian thought about Moro's natural and calm reaction when he answered the question just now.

At her age, she was still fooled by a little guy.

Really are……

Ziponian shook his head slightly and laughed at himself.

At this time, Kurt stared at Ziponian. Although he did not speak, his question was very obvious.

Ziponian could only narrate what had happened previously.

Yuyin beside her shrank silently into the corner.

She actually wanted to remind her grandmother to give her some face, but she didn't dare to speak.

Ziponian has always been straightforward about some things. Even if he could detect his granddaughter's little thoughts, it would be impossible for him to cooperate with her.

Kurt listened quietly to Ziponian's narration, a strange look slowly revealed in his eyes, and he glanced at Yuyin twice inadvertently.

Yuyin noticed Kurt's gaze and immediately lowered her head even lower.

So embarrassing, woooo.

There was no reaction on Yuyin's face, but tears were streaming down her face in her heart.

In the room, there was only the voice of Ziponian's story.

After a while.

Ziponian finished his story, and Kurt learned what happened while he was unconscious.

"I didn't teach Moreau limb flexion."

Kurt raised his head and looked at Ziponian, his deep purple eyes full of surprise.

It seemed that I had no idea why Moreau knew how to flex his limbs.

And according to Ziponian, although Moro's limb bending is obviously unfamiliar, it has been integrated into the rhythm of the battle, which is by no means an achievement that can be achieved in a short period of time.

Ziponian raised his index finger and placed it on his chin, his eyes showing a thoughtful look.

"Has he ever seen your limbs?"

"Have."

Kurt replied quickly.

Ziponian narrowed his eyes, slowly put down his hands, and roughly guessed the reason.

Just by seeing it with your own eyes, you can read all kinds of information on the technical level and learn it on your own.

This kind of thing is really unbelievable when you talk about it.

But this is the only possibility.

Yuyin looked at Ziponian's reaction and was stunned as if she had guessed her grandmother's thoughts.

"Grandma, you don't think... that guy can master Master Kurt's limbs just by seeing them?"

"What, is there a problem?"

Ziponian glanced at his granddaughter indifferently.

This time, thanks to Tomoro, she realized that her granddaughter still had many shortcomings. After returning from this trip, she would definitely train her hard.

Yuyin shuddered for no apparent reason, thinking that her grandmother's glance had triggered a blood-suppressing effect.

"no problem."

She replied honestly.

Ziponian said calmly: "Don't think that your 'surroundings' are the whole world. The world is very vast, and there is no shortage of genius monsters. What you think is impossible to do is nothing in the eyes of some genius monsters."

Yuyin lowered her head and accepted the teachings obediently.

In fact, she really wanted to refute it.

As far as she could remember, she had rarely left the Zoldyck family.

He has to undergo various trainings every day, and the people he comes into contact with are basically all kinds of outstanding peers, as well as masters who can truly be called genius monsters.

From this point of view, the world around her is the whole world.

of course.

Although she thought about it, she didn't dare speak loudly in front of her grandmother.

It was Yuyin who accepted the teaching, but Kurt beside him also lowered his head, thinking about how much he had suffered in order to practice limb bending, but Morrow had only seen it once...

I didn't have to work so hard like him and learned it in such a short time.

Thinking about the fighting spirit in the past, where I had to grit my teeth and persevere no matter how tired I was, it seems to be insignificant in front of a true genius monster.

Kurt couldn't help feeling bitter, and he had already given up his dream of stepping on Moreau in the future.

"You're already very good, Kurt."

While feeling sad and disappointed, Kurt's mind suddenly flashed through what Morrow had said.

Deceiving.

Kurt clenched his fists subconsciously, but for some reason, it didn't hurt as much.

next to.

Ziponian noticed Kurt's loss and wanted to comfort him, but then he felt the subtle changes in Kurt's emotions and couldn't help but sigh in his heart at Kurt's strength.

In comparison,

Ziponian glanced at Yuyin imperceptibly and shook his head slightly.

"?"

Yuyin's radar was immediately activated, and she looked at her grandmother with some suspicion.

Is it an illusion?

I always felt that I was looked down upon by my grandmother again.

Yuyin was a little depressed.

Ziponian looked at Kurt and said slowly, "Kurt, after I go back, I will tell Shiba what I saw truthfully. I hope you can understand."

"..."

Kurt nodded silently.

Then, as if he had thought of something, Kurt raised his eyes and suddenly asked, "Zibonian, do you think Morrow is powerful?"

"Ok?"

Ziponian was a little surprised why Kurt suddenly asked this.

However, after seeing Kurt's staring eyes, Ziponian thought about it seriously and immediately gave an answer.

"In terms of age, he is no less than Master Yilmi."

"Yeah."

Kurt lowered his head.

It's even less uncomfortable.
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On the long street in the early morning.

Moreau stopped under a streetlight.

On the street ahead, there stood a fat middle-aged woman, her facial features almost squeezed together, leaving only a slit for her eyes.

This middle-aged woman is the doctor in that clinic.

"Snitch, what's up?"

Moro put his hands in his pockets and looked at the fat woman calmly.

The fat woman's plump mouth stretched out to the sides and said, "What do you think? You're almost tearing down a good clinic."

The conversation only talked about the losses, not the informing.

"So you're asking for compensation?"

"It's not easy to run a small business, please be considerate."

"Oh, go find Ziponian."

Moro said this and left.

Hearing this, the fat woman slowly opened her eyes and without further ado, she just watched Moro leave.

After Moro walked away, she whistled and walked towards the clinic. She took out a recorder, which recorded Moro's words "Go find Ziponian."

It's really not easy to make a little money these days.

The fat woman sighed in her heart.

Two days later.

Moreau came to the pawnshop where he had deposited the Ruby Bird Knife.

The matter is settled. Before returning to the Sky Arena, we must first retrieve the Red Jade Bird Knife.

Pushing open the door of the pawn shop, Moro walked in.

There were only two counters in the store, one inside and one outside. Like most pawn shops, there was a glass panel protected by anti-theft bars between the counters, leaving only a small window. Morrow quickly glanced at the store and saw the iron door on one side of the counter.

Pretty much as Curt described.

Thinking of this, Moreau went straight to the small window and said the word "tree hole" to the other side of the window as Kurt said.

clack.

There was a sound of unlocking coming from the iron gate.

Moro immediately walked over, pushed open the iron door and walked in.

Inside was a corridor with an iron door at the end.

Although it was Morrow's first time here, he had already gained a general understanding of the environment and procedures from Curt's description.

He walked straight to the iron door at the end of the corridor, pushed it open, and walked down a staircase into the basement.

The air was filled with the faint smell of candlelight.

The flickering candlelight shines from the end of the basement, giving an atmosphere that is detached from modern society.

Moro went all the way down to the basement, his eyes swept across the large number of cabinets placed against the wall, and finally looked at an old man wearing reading glasses behind a long wooden table.

"I'm here to get something."

Coming to the long table, Moro placed the copper coin corresponding to the red jade bird knife on the table.

The old man slowly picked up the copper coin and just glanced at the number on it, and his mind retrieved the memory of Kurt coming to deposit the Ruby Bird Knife.

Even though it had nothing to do with the young man in front of him, the old man had no intention of asking any questions and turned to walk towards the cabinet.

Moro took this opportunity to observe the old man's aura.

"So stable, like thick bog mud."

Looking at the state of the old man's mental energy, Moro was secretly surprised.

It's just one of the storage points of the Tree Hole Organization, but there is such a powerful old man...

We really can't underestimate these organizations that have never appeared in the original work.

Including the intermediary organization called "Thousand Ears Society" that Kurapika met when looking for a job in the original work, I think it has a good foundation.

Moro thought silently and averted his gaze at the right time to avoid being rude.

However, even if he collected it in time, the old man would have noticed it.

But the elderly have experienced this kind of "scrutiny and staring" many times and don't care.

He took out the red jade bird knife from the cabinet, walked to the long table, and gently placed the red jade bird knife on the table, as if he was treating the most precious treasure in the world.

"Please check it."

The old man withdrew his hand and looked at Morrow.

Moro took back the red jade bird knife, drew the knife out of the sheath, and a ray of spiritual light emanated from the sheath along with the crystal blade.

"no problem."

Moro sheathed the knife and put it on his waist, then took out two tree hole gold coins, a black envelope and a rolled-up map parchment, and gently placed them on the table.

"Please help me store these two items."

"..."

The old man looked at the map parchment and the black envelope in silence, and his eyes stayed on the eye-shaped ink pad on the black envelope for a second or two.

Moro noticed the old man's reaction and his eyes moved slightly.

Although he had never thought about delving into the details of the Eye of Truth, the old man obviously knew something about it.

In this way, you can ask a few questions casually.

The old man didn't know what Moreau was thinking. He put away the two gold coins in the tree hole, then took out two copper coins from the drawer of the long table and pushed them in front of Moreau.

Instead of taking the copper coin, Moreau suddenly asked, "Do you know the Eye of Truth?"

"Ouch."

Hearing this, the old man raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Moro calmly, and said nothing.

Moro said seriously: "You can regard my question as an intelligence transaction. In return, I will pay you a reward that will satisfy you."

"No need."

The old man shook his head and said calmly: "As an old man, I only know how to help people keep their things."

"Can't you be accommodating?"

Moreau asked persistently.

The old man stopped talking, picked up the black envelope and map parchment, walked to the cabinet, and solemnly placed the two things inside.

Seeing this, Moro had no choice but to give up. He put away the copper coins and turned away decisively.

When he reached the stairs, he heard the old man's light voice: "After you go out of this door, you will encounter a trouble, but that trouble has nothing to do with our tree hole."

Hearing the old man's words, Moro turned around and looked at him with a puzzled look.

The old man did not explain in detail, but said leisurely: "Behind the Eye of Truth is a group of crazy people with whimsical ideas. You opened the invitation letter and chose to put it away, which means you are not very interested in the invitation letter."

At this point, the old man paused, with a hint of seriousness in his tone.

"This is a very wise choice. Well, that's all I have to say. Goodbye."

"..."

Moro raised his eyebrows slightly and saw that the old man's eyes were hidden in the shadow of the candlelight. He hesitated for a moment, but finally stopped bothering him. He walked up the stairs and left the basement.

"A trouble?"

Back in the corridor, Moreau thought about what the old man had said.

He first talked about the trouble, then distanced himself from the trouble, and finally took the initiative to provide information about the Eye of Truth.

Moreau roughly understood what the old man meant.

It's like I'm giving you some information, but if you encounter any trouble after you go out, don't blame the tree hole.

The question is, what kind of trouble will it be?

Moreau secretly paid attention.

After leaving the pawn shop, Moreau casually placed his right hand on the handle of the Red Jade Bird Knife and glanced at both sides of the street.

The street was quite deserted, with few pedestrians to be seen.

Moro walked slowly towards the car parked on the side of the road, and suddenly he noticed a sharp gaze coming from behind him. The buildings behind him, including the pawn shop, quickly appeared in his mind.

In the alley to the right of the pawn shop.

Locating the position of his gaze as quickly as possible, Moro used the combination of "Starlight Condensation" and "Limb Flexion" without hesitation.

In an instant, the mental energy shattered into a galaxy and rushed into the alley to the right of the pawn shop.

At the same time, Moro, like a ghost, flashed away under the guidance of the condensed starlight.

In the alley.

Menqi was shocked by the aura emitted by Moro. She crossed her hands suddenly and pulled out two long and narrow kitchen knives from her waist.

She had no ill intentions from the beginning, she just habitually looked at Morrow, who had just come out of the pawn shop, with the same eyes as she looked at food.

Unexpectedly, when the other party saw the bird knife on Moro's waist, he attacked directly with a terrifying aura.

This sudden change did not leave her any room to think, and she could only assume a defensive posture as quickly as possible.

The brilliant galactic energy rushed towards Menqi and filled the entire alley in an instant.

Moro's cold eyes swept across Men Qi, he drew out the red jade bird knife with his right hand, and stepped in a series of afterimages to come in front of Men Qi.

Men Qi's face changed, and the kitchen knife in his hand was surrounded by condensed spiritual energy, blocking the red jade bird knife that was stabbing towards Moro.

But at this moment——

The star-like energy that filled the entire alley suddenly dissipated and disappeared.

However, Moro directly abandoned the mental energy that maintained the condensation of starlight, at the cost of consuming some potential energy in exchange for being able to wrap his body in mental energy at a faster speed.

This is a faster speed than the stowing ability.

Afterwards, Moro took advantage of the information he had read and allowed Menqi's kitchen knife to hit the afterimage of the Red Jade Bird Knife.

Men Qi's pupils shrank sharply, but fortunately the other kitchen knife was ready for defense in advance.

Her only weakness was the failure of the previous block, which caused her mental energy coordination between offense and defense to be in an unbalanced state.

next moment.

Moro swung his knife at the kitchen knife that Mengqi was using for defense.

There was a clang.

The kitchen knife in Menqi's hand broke with a sound.

The flying half of the broken blade was reflected in her eyes, and her heart almost skipped a beat.

Moro's eyes were cold. He raised his left arm and hit the soft part of Menqi's chest, pushing Menqi against the wall of the alley. The tip of the red jade bird knife in his other hand was against Menqi's neck.

Mengqi looked closely at Morrow's eyes, which were filled with the aura of death, and her face turned pale.

She had never expected this to happen.

(End of this chapter)