Hunter x Hunter: Infinite Growth.

Another piece of information is even more chilling.

The Seven Most Beautiful Women in the World

These are objects known for having the seven most beautiful pure colors in the world.

Among them, the one that represents the purest red is 【Red Eyes】.

When a "red-eyed demon" has its eyes gouged out in a state of rage, those fiery red eyes can be carefully preserved and sold for an astronomical price.

To be honest, just hearing about it is chilling. Given the chaotic atmosphere of this world, there must be countless people blinded by wealth who would target these individuals, deliberately provoking and killing them, all for the sake of obtaining those precious eyes.

At this moment, Kevin probably understood why Mito was being so cautious. Anyone would be extremely careful to survive in such an environment.

The next day, the 25th, arrived, the day agreed upon with Mido.

Kevin received the message shortly after waking up in the early morning.

[Mituo: I'm downstairs.]

Upon hearing the news, Kevin went to the window and looked out. Sure enough, he saw Mito smiling and waving at him from the street.

Kevin arrived downstairs at the hotel.

"You're here so early?"

Mito simply smiled, led Kevin forward, and said, "I heard you arrived a while ago, so I can't keep you waiting."

It seems that although the Mito people are isolated from the world, they still have their own intelligence channels in this city.

After a brief chat, Mito got straight to the point: "I've already found out about the kind of petals you want."

Many years ago, we picked some in a field of flowers around a gathering place. As he spoke, he pulled a small notebook from his pocket and handed it to Kevin.

Kevin took it and glanced through it briefly.

"These are all places where we used to gather. The old lady is getting old and her mind isn't very clear, so she can't say for sure which time it was."

"So I wrote down all the possible addresses for you," Mido explained patiently.

Kevin nodded: "Thanks, I'll look for them one by one."

To be honest, just looking at these addresses, you can tell they're all pretty remote.

However, it is clear that although they live in seclusion in various places and frequently change their residences, they usually choose places not too far from the city in order to obtain some necessities.

Therefore, while the search is challenging, it is not insurmountable. Compared to the importance of obtaining the necessary materials, this difficulty is insignificant.

“Based on my calculations, the first two addresses are the most likely, while the latter are less likely.” Mito’s calculations were clearly based on the old woman’s age.

There's nothing to hide about this information, since these are places they used to live in and have since moved away from.

"Is there anything I can help with? Consider it payment," Kevin asked.

To everyone's surprise, Mido shook his head: "No need, you've already helped me a lot at the Sky Arena."

In particular, Kevin taught him some Nen techniques, which at least saved him from certain death.

Mito knew that such powerful abilities were extremely rare, so why would he ask Kevin for payment?

“I was hoping to invite you to my home, but the elders disagreed.” A hint of regret appeared on Mito’s face.

Then, he gave Kevin a strange smile and nudged him with his elbow: "Maybe it'll work if you marry a girl from our tribe."

Seeing Kevin's speechless expression, Mido quickly reminded him, "Hey, what's with that expression? All the girls in our tribe are beauties." At that moment, he had the comical look of a middle-aged man on his face.

After exchanging a few jokes, Mido became serious again: "I do have a request, but I have to give you this reward first."

The old woman loved this flower so much that she took some seeds with her when she left and planted them not far from the city, a few hours' drive away. I bet you'd like to see it.

Upon hearing the news, Kevin immediately perked up: "Look! We have to go see!"

Chapter Sixty-Eight: Understanding X Flower Field

in the forest.

The morning dew had not yet completely evaporated, and a cool breeze gently blew by.

Two creatures, as large as ostriches, raced through the forest.

“This ground bird is quite interesting.” Kevin said, riding on the ground bird’s back.

This large bird, with bipedal legs like an ostrich, runs quite fast and with a steady gait, looking like a mount in a game, which is quite interesting.

“Right? This is a good companion to our people. We can’t live without it,” Mito said with a smile.

The two ground birds were laden with a large amount of cargo, but the weight seemed to be no problem for them. These were supplies that Mito had purchased early that morning.

Riding on the ground bird, Kevin finally couldn't help but ask, "Your tribe... is it the Kurta tribe?"

Mito didn't respond immediately. After a while, he nodded stiffly and said, "I still can't hide it from you."

What exactly are you hiding?

Kevin shook his head helplessly and couldn't help but complain, "To be honest, it's not difficult to find this kind of information."

And this ribbed clothing you're wearing, isn't that something unique to your ethnic group? You're just walking around the city wearing it so casually.”

As he spoke, Kevin pointed out more problems: "Although you migrate frequently, it seems that you still need to replenish your living supplies regularly."

That way, finding your information and whereabouts wouldn't be difficult. If someone is really targeting you…

Kevin didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was already self-evident.

Mito clearly understood Kevin's meaning and nodded: "Our clan has been able to hide until now because the outside world knows very little about us."

Even the ribbed clothing we wear is not something many people would recognize as a distinctive feature of our clothing.

Moreover, we sometimes sell some intentionally.

Unless they are emotionally agitated and display strikingly red eyes.

Simply put, what they mean is that it's enough to satisfy the majority's perception.

Even the most careful person trying to track them down will inevitably slip up.

After all, they are a community, not individuals. Moreover, intermarriage with other peoples is very common within their community.

Upon hearing this, Kevin nodded, and now he roughly understood.

"And don't underestimate us, our combat abilities are quite strong," Mido said, patting his body.

That's true.

After all, Mito was able to reach the 200th floor of the Sky Arena on his own, although he didn't have Nen, but his combat ability was definitely not to be underestimated.

Moreover, it is precisely because they are powerful that ordinary people feel fear, thus giving rise to the legend of "demons".

In this world, Nen users are an extremely small minority, a group that is almost impossible to detect.

To be able to reach the 200th floor through one's own strength is to be a powerful martial artist.

“I only discovered this time when I went back that I’m not the only one in our tribe who can use Nen,” Mito said, as if he had made a new discovery.

They just don't look very strong.

"That's pretty normal, isn't it? When you're emotionally agitated, your fiery red eyes can cause your Nen to explode."

Even with normal training, anyone with talent can learn to use Nen. Kevin wasn't particularly surprised by this.

The two rode ground birds through the forest for several hours.

As noon approached, they arrived at the foot of a small hill, bathed in sunlight filtering through the leaves.

There is also a small lake not far away.

"This is it."

As Kevin rode on the ground bird, he saw a small flower field not far from the lake.

Large patches of pale pink flowers grow inside, looking exceptionally beautiful under the sunlight.

"Let's go take a look!"

Kevin immediately dismounted from the ground bird and ran over quickly.

Mito followed closely behind him.

Arriving at the flower field, Kevin squatted down and gently touched the flowers.

"Ok?"

"What's wrong? Is something wrong?" Mido asked nervously.

"I'll take a look."

The first flower Kevin touched did not evoke any desire in him.

So he began to touch them one by one.

When he reached the center of the flower field, he finally touched a flower that aroused his longing.

He carefully observed how this flower differed from the others.

This flower is a more pinkish-white, with a faint gold tinge at the tips of the petals near the stamen, a feature not found in other flowers.

"I see." Kevin seemed to have figured something out.