Hunter: I became stronger even after I died.

Chapter 6 Open Mind

Human trafficking and organ trading.

This phenomenon is not uncommon in the world of Hunter x Hunter.

Even on this basis, there are specialized channels and information exchange websites that serve buyers and sellers.

Countless abnormal desires from buyers can be satisfied on this platform.

If nothing unexpected happens, Moreau and his men will be picked like piglets.

Those who are unlucky will have their organs removed directly, or be made into statues, dolls, and other display items while they are still alive.

Those who are luckier will become the buyer's exclusive delicacy and may have to endure physical pain, but at least they can survive.

Moreau sat cross-legged, recalling what was going to happen next.

The van will arrive at the asylum in a few hours.

As for the more specific time, Moreau found it difficult to determine, but he only knew that it would take at least two hours.

After the truck arrives at its destination, it will be attacked while "unloading".

At that time, most of the piglets who were imprisoned in cages like him died in the attack.

The reason why he survived was partly due to luck, as he avoided the first wave of explosions during the attack when he was unloading.

On the other hand, Melina's timely appearance as a buyer helped the mental hospital repel the attackers at the critical moment.

It can be said that if it weren’t for Melina, Moro would probably have become the fastest time traveler to die.

Now facing such a crisis again, Moro seems to be standing at a crossroads and has to make a choice.

Did he buy it with Melina's money according to the predetermined trajectory, or did he manage to escape while the truck was moving?

Moro's eyes flickered. He thought of Kuroro and the others who attacked him, of Dog Brother who had left his shop not long ago, and of Melina's eyes that were like the abyss.

But soon, Moreau gathered his thoughts and made a choice.

Now, he not only understands the world he lives in, but also masters the common language.

So as far as the early transition is concerned, there is no need to rely on Melena's acceptance.

It is naturally impossible to allow the situation to continue as it is.

This time, Moreau didn't want to have any contact with Melena again.

"You need to open the sperm orifice within two hours. If conditions permit, you also need to let your body adapt to the application techniques of 'Fraudulent Flying Star'..."

Moreau looked up at the vertical rows of rusted iron poles.

Since you have decided to escape from the moving truck, then thinking is a necessary condition.

Normally speaking, without the guidance and instruction of someone with telepathic abilities, even if one has the knowledge about telepathy in one's head, it is difficult to practice it independently.

Even if you can start chanting for a short period of time, the subsequent mastery of the skills is another hurdle that you have to cross.

Entanglement, refining, elimination and release.

This is the basic Nen skill known as the Four Great Practices. Under normal circumstances, Nen users need to spend a lot of time and energy to consolidate and practice it.

As for those scenes where one can just start chanting casually and master the technique in a short period of time, the probability of them happening in reality is almost zero.

The ability of mind itself is an extremely profound power.

Know, contact, learn, apply, optimize, master, understand, reach the pinnacle...

In fact, every stage of interaction with thoughts requires a lot of effort and energy.

Like the four princes Gon, Killua, and Kakin in the original work...

In reality, there are not so many genius monsters.

but now--

Morrow will also be one of them.

Closing his eyes, Moro meditated almost instinctively, letting his consciousness slowly settle and feeling the latent energy in his body.

The more than half a year of experience played an irreplaceable role at this moment.

In just a few seconds, Moro easily touched the latent mental energy, and then tried to guide the mental energy to open the sperm hole.

The whole process went smoothly.

Under Moro's precise control, the mental energy in his body flowed like a stream to every pore of his body.

It's as simple as eating and drinking water, so natural and easy...

One by one, the pores were opened by the latent energy, and then like a turbulent stream, it rose and fell on Moro's body. "Very good."

Moro opened his eyes and looked down at his hands that were emitting white light.

The mental energy gushing out of the body was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, running and escaping recklessly.

Given Moro's current physical condition, if he is not stopped, he will probably collapse from exhaustion within ten minutes.

But this is obviously a minor problem.

Moro's mind moved, and he used the "entanglement" technique smoothly and naturally, wrapping the escaping thoughts around his body surface and suppressing the intense consumption.

It's easier than expected...

Moro's emotions instantly became more stable as he opened his mind and used the four major techniques without any difficulty.

The success of the recitation means that he has grasped the weapon that represents the initiative.

The next thing to do is to create a noise when the time is right to force the driver to stop the car.

Moreau reached out and grasped the rusty railing in his palm.

Inside the truck cab.

In the driver's seat was a slovenly middle-aged man.

Perhaps because the mountain road was rugged and difficult to drive on, the middle-aged man was very focused when driving.

Sitting on the passenger seat was a young man with a crew cut and a lazy look on his face. He was slumped over as if trying to squeeze into the car seat.

But if you pay attention to the eyes of the young man with a crew cut, you can find that his gaze never stays on one place, but keeps moving back and forth between the rearview mirror and several surveillance monitors.

It seemed to be his duty to be vigilant and observant at all times.

"what?"

The young man with a crew cut glanced at the display hanging diagonally on the top of the car and suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

The middle-aged man who was driving heard the surprised sound and subconsciously asked, "What's going on?"

"..."

The young man with a crew cut did not answer immediately, but stared at the picture on the monitor.

In that picture, there was the figure of Moreau.

"How can it be……?!"

Through the real-time image transmission on the monitor, the young man with a crew cut saw that Moro started chanting within a few seconds and directly mastered the technique of "entanglement".

Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide, and his previous laziness disappeared instantly, replaced by a look of disbelief as if he had seen a ghost.

The fact that he could think on his own within a few seconds had already overturned the young man's cognition, not to mention that he mastered the technique of "entanglement" at the speed of light after starting to think.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the young man with a crew cut would not have dared to believe his eyes.

As for the possibility of hiding one's shortcomings...

impossible.

He personally handled this batch of piglets and knew every detail about it.

The sloppy middle-aged man tilted his head to glance at the reaction of the young man with a crew cut, frowned and said, "Zha Zan, what happened?"

"parking!"

Zazan suppressed the turmoil in his heart with great difficulty. Without any explanation, he asked the middle-aged man to stop the car in an unquestionable tone.

Based on his trust in Zazan's ability, the middle-aged man stepped on the brakes immediately despite his doubts.

Zazan took out a pistol from the storage box and threw it to the middle-aged man. Then, regardless of the middle-aged man's changing expression, he pushed the door and jumped out of the car, walking quickly to the back of the cargo compartment.

The middle-aged man held the gun, looked at Zazan's actions, then silently opened the safety of the pistol, then got out of the car and walked to the back of the cargo compartment from the other side.

Inside the cargo compartment.

Seeing the truck suddenly stop, Moro took the opportunity to pry open the rusty iron rod.

Squeak, creak——

The sound of the iron rod bending immediately attracted the attention of the other piglets.

They looked in the direction of the sound and their brains suddenly went blank.

(End of this chapter)