Hunter x Hunter: Infinite Growth.

I had absolutely no idea how to start the conversation.

"By the way, what's your name?" the man suddenly asked.

This question stumped Zhong Wen.

Zhong Wen opened his mouth.

The man seemed to sense his predicament and added, "By the way, here are your identification and wallet. You've been unconscious for two days, so you must be hungry. Would you like something to eat?"

Zhong Wen reached out and took it, then nodded and said with a somewhat miserable smile, "I'm almost out of strength now, and my head is spinning from hunger."

"Haha, I thought so too, but you've been unconscious for two days, so you can only have some porridge. It's not that I'm being stingy, hahaha."

He stood up and laughed, his smile looking rather bold, and he seemed quite easygoing.

Zhong Wen then noticed that the man's figure was very well-proportioned; he couldn't be called thin, but he also couldn't be called muscular.

A well-balanced physique shows relatively clear muscle lines, but without appearing too abrupt or exaggerated.

The first impression one gets from a person is one of balance and stability.

It was only then that Zhong Wen realized that this person looked somewhat unkempt. If he hadn't just shaved, the casual and unrefined feeling would have been even more obvious.

Wearing cargo pants and thick-soled Doc Martens, he lifted the tent flap and went outside.

Wait until this person leaves.

Zhong Wencai finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickly checked the document bag in her hand.

What character is this?

The first problem he encountered completely stunned him.

The font resembles a combination of circles and horizontal and vertical bars, along with black dots in different positions. The strokes are extremely simple, and it's more like a simplified icon than a font.

Completely unrecognizable.

As he was thinking this, he seemed to be able to understand the meaning expressed by the characters.

My thoughts are gradually becoming clearer.

Some scattered thoughts came to mind.

So, his name is Kevin.

Kevin Carpemberg.

As he calmed down, he realized how badly he had behaved.

"But given my situation, that kind of performance should be considered normal, right?"

He sensed something was amiss from the simple fragments of his memory.

……

"His behavior just now... was really abnormal to the extreme."

The man was squatting next to a small stove, staring at the small pot placed on it.

Inside, there was a liquid that looked like rice porridge.

He had a cigarette lit in his hand.

Staring at the burning flames in front of him.

He recalled the events that had just transpired inside the tent, from the moment the man woke up.

Everything seemed very, very abnormal, so what exactly happened to him?

"I clearly killed him with my own hands."

Chapter Two: Death X Rebirth

As Kevin learned his name, some memories began to surface in his mind, such as his ability to recognize characters.

"I can't read the words... but I can understand what people are saying directly."

For a moment, he didn't know what his memories were, or rather, what these memories came from.

He continued rummaging through his wallet, trying his best to find relevant information by recognizing the characters.

ID cards, bank cards, and some other strange cards that I couldn't understand.

However, he still managed to glean some information from these cards and documents.

For example, "oneself" comes from a country called the Ancient Ganyu Kingdom.

Great, I've never heard of that before.

However, this is definitely a large country.

Huh? How would I know?

When I learned the name of the Ancient Ganyu Kingdom, some memories began to surface in my mind.

This body is like a person with amnesia, needing some kind of stimulation, and the person controlling this body can recall things under stimulation.

Is this normal?

That should be normal.

What else can we do?

Kevin found joy in his suffering; he needed to learn more about himself and about the world.

He couldn't help but look at the pile of clothes he had changed out of in the corner, hoping that searching through them might help him recall more.

Just do it.

He took action immediately.

Sure enough, the clothes were torn and ripped, with bloodstains all around.

But the more I looked at it, the more something seemed off.

Does this mark really look like it came from a fall down a mountain?

He saw several very smooth cuts, as if they had been cut with scissors or a sharp blade.

Once that thought crossed my mind, the more I looked at the clothes, the more something seemed off.

Wait a minute, how exactly did "I" die?

"You've noticed something's wrong?"

"!"

The sudden sound behind him startled Kevin, who turned around in alarm to look at the man from behind.

He didn't know when he appeared behind him, without making a sound or movement.

Looking at Kevin, who was clearly startled, the man scratched his spiky hair.

"I'm sorry, I startled you, but I have so many questions I want to ask you."

I don't have much time, so I'll just get straight to the point.

what?

Kevin, having regained his composure, looked completely bewildered.

He had just calmed down and was trying to learn more when the man's words plunged him into confusion and panic again.

"My name is Jin, Jin Fuji."

Jin said this as he introduced himself.

Kevin nodded in agreement.

"I killed you. I killed you with my own hands."

"what?"

Kevin was confused.

What the heck? Are you suddenly sharing some explosive information?

Seeing Kevin's confusion, King clearly had no intention of stopping, and continued, "We were enemies, so I killed you. However, while preparing to dispose of your body, your injuries healed."

I had confirmed your death, so your resurrection is unusual and somewhat different from what I knew before.

So I brought you back to see if you would wake up.

Dude, isn't that a bit too much information in what you're saying?

Kim's sudden words left Kevin completely bewildered, as if a massive amount of information had been flooded into his mind.

All his previous thoughts and plans were shattered by such remarks.

Indeed, fragments began to flash through his mind, as if he were fighting the man in front of him.

These fragments are somewhat blurry, but we can only confirm that what he said might be true.

As these memories flooded his mind, Kevin couldn't help but touch his body, specifically the places where his wounds had healed, as if the pain still lingered there.