Hunter x Hunter: Infinite Growth

This time it was clearly a negative one.

However, his emotional fluctuations did not affect his actions; he took out a card and threw it over.

Kevin casually picked up a nearby rock to block the view, then looked at the number on the card stuck in the rock.

Before he could ask a question, Illumi said, "If you have any assassination orders, call this number."

In Illumi's view, hobbies are hobbies, and work is work.

The other party looks like a potential customer.

"Tch, what kind of mess is this?" Kevin couldn't help but mutter. He had just finished a fight, and now the other party was trying to get him to do business.

What normal person would need assassination services?

After saying those words, Illumi left and quickly disappeared without a trace.

It's a pity I didn't take the medicine on the spot.

I'd also like to know what the side effects are.

Kevin didn't throw the business card away; instead, he quietly kept it, since no one could say for sure whether he would need it in the future.

The battle ended very quickly.

When the surrounding residents were awakened by the sounds of battle and rushed over, they saw only a large crater in the ground and a dent in the load-bearing pillar of the nearby shop.

……

The next day.

In a rented dojo.

Killua was launching a frenzied attack on Kevin in front of him, while Kevin was simply defending and dodging occasionally.

Whenever Killua reveals a significant weakness, Kevin will strike him with a palm strike, sending him flying.

“Let’s try a different approach. I’ve already learned this one,” Kevin said.

Killua, who had been sent flying, lay on the ground, panting heavily, and seemed to have no intention of continuing his attack.

"You look tired, so take a rest."

As soon as Kevin sat down, Killua quickly came over and sat down next to him.

Killua stared wide-eyed at Kevin with a pitiful look.

"What do you want to do?"

"Hehe, it's that aura you used before, what is it?" Killua asked with a grin.

As expected, they arrived, and Kevin was somewhat helpless.

"Didn't you say your brother knows how to do it too? Why don't you just ask him?"

"Huh!? I don't want to see that kind of guy."

Killua's face clearly showed his disgust, and he waved his hand dismissively.

"That kind of guy"? It seems Killua and his older brother don't get along very well.

However, Kevin felt that Illumi seemed to care about Killua quite a bit.

"Since someone in your family knows how, but you're unwilling to ask them, then naturally I can't tell you."

"Tch, this is so boring."

Killua seemed to have been prepared, and after hearing Kevin's answer, he said with a displeased expression. But he didn't press the matter further.

"I'm tired, that's enough for today." With that, Killua stormed off.

Kevin didn't care at all, and watched Killua leave with a smile.

He knew that Killua would definitely come again tomorrow.

In fact, Killua never expected to get the answers directly from Kevin. He preferred to observe and learn on his own during battle, just like Kevin had learned his techniques before.

Chapter Thirty-Four: Registration X Pervert

"Congratulations, you have reached the 200th floor. Please proceed to the 200th floor to register. The 200 million bonus has been transferred to your account."

Kevin nodded.

Since his battle with Killua, Kevin has no intention of spending too much time below the 200th floor.

After that, he fought several more battles, quickly learning his opponents' power techniques using his Nen ability, and then decisively winning each one.

In just a few days, he reached the 200th floor.

Above that, it's all about Nen users battling it out. Trying to learn by simply enduring attacks, like you did in the lower levels, is clearly not going to work.

Moreover, when faced with attacks related to Nen, that learning ability will be greatly reduced.

After all, it's related to Nen. Under Kevin's certain instinctive tendencies, it's easier for him to learn endogenous power, which is to use drugs to produce changes from within the body.

Kevin took the elevator directly to the 200th floor.

As soon as you step into this floor, a clearly malicious aura permeates the entire floor.

For ordinary people, once they arrive here, it is as if they have stepped into a hunting ground surrounded by natural enemies, or as if they are in a den of demons.

"That's really unfriendly."

Kevin remained unmoved and walked straight toward the registration desk.

Next to the registration desk, a receptionist dressed in a Sky Arena uniform stood quietly.

Kevin immediately recognized her as a Nen user. It seems that even the staff on the 200th floor need to have Nen abilities.

Thinking about it carefully, it's true. If you can't read it, you'd probably be driven crazy working on this floor.

Before Kevin could speak, a series of "hehe" laughs came from the corridor next door.

"He's a newcomer."

"It seems like he can read it."

"Want to register for a fight with us? I'll go easy on you."

"hey-hey!"

Kevin looked over and saw several strange-looking people standing there. Without exception, these people all had some kind of physical disability, and some of them were wearing blindfolds.

Kevin could tell at a glance that their Nen abilities were not sophisticated; they hadn't even mastered the most basic four elements.

"Get out of here. It would be too boring if our first opponent was someone like you. I have no interest in bullying disabled people."

Kevin's words were like a sharp diamond, piercing straight into their hearts and hitting their sore spot.

"What did you say! You arrogant bastard."

"Oh, this newbie has quite the guts. I hope you can still be this stubborn on the field."

"Hurry up and register, I'm going to torture you so you won't even have a chance to admit defeat."

"Then you'll become like us."

Faced with the shouting of these people, Kevin simply waved his hand impatiently, as if shooing away annoying flies.

His arrogant attitude completely enraged these people.

Their thoughts and energy emanated more intensely as their emotions fluctuated, overflowing with malice.

"Get out of the way, you bunch of trash, don't block the way!"

A shrill, disgruntled voice came from behind them.

Upon hearing the sound, the group seemed to have seen something terrifying and immediately scattered to both sides, making way for a passage.

A tall person slowly walked over, wearing a strangely styled bodysuit that looked like something only a pervert would wear.

The man's face was covered with countless scars, and his exposed palms were also covered with cuts. His dry, straw-like yellow hair was casually draped over his shoulders.

As he moved, the four weapons hanging from his waist clashed together, making a "clanging" sound.

Upon seeing this person approach, even the staff member next to the registration desk turned pale.

A pair of murky eyes stared intently at Kevin, their gaze full of scrutiny.

“A newly sprouted seedling, what a pity, you’ve already learned to read.” His voice had a sharp edge, and his tone was like that of someone singing an opera.

"As a gardener, I don't mind. How about we have an artistic battle? I'll 'prune' you properly."

As he spoke, he began pacing around Kevin.

The spiritual energy within him spread uncontrollably along with his emotions.

This Nen aura is completely different from the aura of a normal Nen user, which carries malice or fighting spirit. It is filled with an eerie feeling that makes people feel disgusted when they smell it.

"I want to register," Kevin said to the staff member expressionlessly.

The receptionist then came to her senses and quickly nodded.

She composed herself and asked, "When are you scheduled to participate in the battle? Let me explain in detail..."

However, Kevin simply waved his hand dismissively.

"Registration is available anytime. I know the rules, so there's no need to explain them."

Upon hearing this, the girl nodded.

Kevin gave up his seat and looked at the repulsive man, his calm demeanor revealing a provocative intent.

The few people who were just making a fuss now looked at Kevin as if he were a dead man.

One of them opened his mouth as if to say something, but after being glanced at by the scarred man, he closed his mouth in fear and swallowed.

"Then I'll register too. I'm really looking forward to it."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and found that Kevin had already disappeared, leaving only a receding figure.

Looking at that figure from behind, the man's face grew increasingly gloomy.

He gritted his teeth, his voice as if forced out from deep in his throat: "I will definitely 'prune' you, this seedling, and make you 'perfect'."

……

Kevin didn't go home, but went straight to Mitu's house.

"Sit down, I'll go put on a coat," Mido said, and walked towards her room.

"Wearing a coat? Are you going out?" Kevin asked, somewhat puzzled.

Now it was Mido's turn to look bewildered. He stood there looking at Kevin, and even made a gesture as if he were bringing a wine glass to his lips.

"I didn't come here to ask you to go out for drinks."

"Oh? Sorry."

Realizing he had misunderstood, Mito returned to his original path.

"Does this mean all I can do when I come to see you is eat and drink?" Kevin said helplessly.

Mito shrugged, offering no further explanation.

In the past, when Kevin came to see him during the day, he usually came to check on the progress of his cultivation and give him some guidance.

If they come over at night, without exception, they all ask him out for dinner and drinks.

While you're at it, stroll around the night market and buy some medicinal herbs and other items.

The "wandering tribe" to which Mito belongs is quite knowledgeable about these things, and he also knows some special channels to buy "materials" that are not easy to buy on the market.

As a way of giving back, I often helped Kevin with his purchases.

"I remember you have some battle videos of players who are over 200 levels here, right?"

Mito nodded.

Unlike Kevin, he didn't have Nen abilities before, so after ascending to the 200th floor, he made a point of collecting a lot of these kinds of videos.

"I registered today, and if nothing unexpected happens, my opponent will be a pervert wearing a bodysuit, with a face full of scars, and four different weapons strapped to his body."

Upon hearing this, Mito's eyes widened.

He wasn't surprised that Kevin had reached the 200th floor; to him, it wasn't exactly astonishing news.