Hunter x Hunter: Infinite Growth

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

"And don't underestimate us, we're quite strong in combat as well," Mito said, patting himself on the back.

That's true.

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

Moreover, it is precisely because of their power that ordinary people feel fear, thus giving rise to the legend of "demon".

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

If someone can fight their way up to the 200th floor using their own strength, they are a powerful martial artist.

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

However, they 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, as long as you have the talent, you can learn the smugness of Nen! This didn't surprise Minamoto much.

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

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

There is also a small lake not far away.

"This is it."

Looking out from his ground bird, Kevin could see 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 scrambled down 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?" Mito asked nervously.

"I'll take a look."

The first flower Kevin touched did not evoke any feelings of longing in him.

So he began to touch them one by one.

Until 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.

"The environment here doesn't seem to be suitable for these peanuts to grow; they seem to have rather demanding requirements for light and temperature."

Upon hearing Kevin's words, Mito seemed to remember something and quickly nodded: "That's right, that's right, Grandma seems to have said that. She has been planting for a long time, and these are the only flowers she has ever successfully grown."

Strictly speaking, these flowers are not growing very well; they are all somewhat malnourished.

Only those flowers with pale gold tips on their petals can be considered to be growing relatively well.

"Are the requirements really that demanding?"

This flower field, which may not look very big, actually has at least several hundred flowers.

After a careful search, Kevin finally found ten flowers that met the requirements.

Moreover, the problem is that not every petal of these ten flowers can be used as medicine.

The best one had a faint golden tinge at the tips of the four petals closest to the bud. The other flowers had at least one petal and at most three.

Of the ten flowers, only twenty-one petals were usable.

Kevin had originally wanted to dig one up and take it back to try to grow it himself, but he has now given up on that idea.

The quantity is too small; it's best to leave it as it is and only take one or two petals.

With that in mind, Kevin selected two flowers with only one usable petal, carefully removed the petal, and placed it in the box he carried with him for safekeeping.

"Just this little bit?" Mito asked, puzzled. He had watched Kevin busy himself for quite some time.

"That's enough. I need to plan for the long term, understand?"

This is a very rare all-purpose fusing agent, and it must be used wisely, not exploited to the fullest extent.

Moreover, it is essential to visit the place of origin to investigate, as the living environment and soil conditions there are the standard, which are clearly not met here.

But so far, this is the only place we know about, so we still need to protect it well.

“If you don’t mind, I’d like to take a look around here,” Kevin asked, turning his head.

Mito shook his head: "It's alright, I'm not in a hurry. The tribe's supplies were just replenished a few weeks ago."

Actually, the supplies hadn't reached the point where they needed to be replenished; he had just bought some along the way.

"By the way, you said you had other requests, what were they?" Kevin asked while studying the document.

Mitu leaned casually against a rock and said, “It’s about my son. I’ve mentioned him to you before, haven’t I? His eyes and legs aren’t very good, and his eyes are getting worse.”

Kevin nodded, indicating that he remembered the incident.

"You mean you want me to help you find a way to get him checked out or treated?"

“Yes, I think you’re so capable, you must have more connections and channels outside than me.” Mito smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Then you've come to the right person. I'm quite skilled in this area. If you don't mind, I can show it to your son."

“Really!” Mido stood up in surprise. Then, he looked at Kevin with a hint of doubt.

"What? You don't believe me? You're really blind to my greatness."

Chapter Sixty-Nine: Enemy X Massacre

No wonder the cult does not believe it.

In his eyes, Kevin was a very good fighter, and he was always either eating or training, so it was hard to associate him with a doctor.

Kevin lifted the pouch at his waist, revealing a series of pills of various colors inside.

"These are all high-end products that you absolutely cannot get outside. They are highly effective and can cure any disease."

Moreover, I made it myself.

For complex and difficult-to-treat diseases in normal individuals, Kevin can even use ordinary effective drugs to perform top-level configurations on the spot to create targeted treatments.

If the problem cannot be detected by ordinary means, you can always go to a large hospital for a comprehensive scan.

Then, based on the test results, medication will be prepared.

The medicine made with Kevin's "A Moment of Dreams" will definitely have a harmonizing effect on treatment.

If it cannot be cured completely, you can always find a professional doctor to prescribe a special medicine. The doctor can then upgrade the ingredients of the special medicine and make a special prescription for treatment.

Unless the other person's problem is not a common illness or physical defect, but involves other issues related to Nen abilities, then you need to find a Nen exorcist.

However, Kevin had previously asked Mitu why his son had become like that.

Mito replied that it was caused by falling from a height, that is, by external force.

It is very likely that some internal injuries were not properly treated after the fall from the height, and over time the problem became more and more serious.

Then Kevin asked a crucial question: "So, how am I supposed to treat your son? I can't exactly take me to your tribe; that's obviously against the rules. Or should I bring your son out here?"

Mito frowned, clearly caught in a dilemma.

After a long while, he finally spoke, "I believe you, but I really can't take you directly into the tribe. That would cause conflict and tension."

"Alright, I'll take you to the edge of the tribe. Find a place to wait, and then I'll bring my son out so you can check him out."

Mito came up with a compromise.

"I'm sorry to trouble you to stay in the forest for a while."

Kevin waved his hand indifferently: "It's okay, this forest is nothing to me. It would be better to resolve the matter of medical treatment as soon as possible."

Mito nodded gratefully.

……

In the same forest.

A group of people were slowly making their way through the forest, their formation scattered, but their destination was very clear.

"So, those red-eyed guys live in this kind of forest? They're practically savages," a burly, beast-like man said with a loud laugh.

Next to him was a man much smaller than him, dressed in samurai ronin attire. Upon hearing this, he rolled his eyes and said, "It's really inappropriate for you to say someone is like a beast. You're the beast more."

"Haha, whatever, I hope they can be better."

“Wojin, don’t be careless.” A blond man with a baby face reminded him, “They have a legend of ‘Red-Eyed Demons,’ and such a legend is not unfounded.”

"This makes it even more exciting!" Wojin laughed, his face full of desire for battle, completely ignoring what others were saying.

"Really." The man next to him, dressed in ronin attire and named Nobunaga, shook his head helplessly, rubbing his forehead.

Leading the way was a man of extraordinary bearing, his hands in his pockets, looking calm and composed.

Beside him stood a tall, blonde woman with a hooked nose. She turned to him and reminded him, "What the leader wants are their eyes. They'll only be valuable if you gouge them out when they're emotionally agitated and angry."

"Heh, don't worry, this is something I'm good at." The shortest of the group, a gloomy-looking man, said with a sneer.

His entire lower face was buried in the turtleneck of his punk jacket.

The group of people were noisy and laughing all the way, looking extremely relaxed and carefree.

We walked like this for quite a while, until dusk was approaching.

The group leader announced, "We're almost there."

Sure enough, not long after, two men dressed in traditional ethnic clothing with spiral patterns leaped down from a tree not far away.

"Hey! Who are you people?! Get out of here right now!"

"How did you all get here?!"

The two looked somewhat surprised and immediately displayed hostility.

"Don't kill them." The commander seemed to have noticed that the two men had a special bloodline.

As soon as he finished speaking, the short man in black punk clothes vanished from the spot.

Before the two could react, he appeared behind them and slashed down with his hand.

The two men were completely unable to fight back and immediately fainted.

"Is it really that weak?" Wo Jin looked somewhat dissatisfied.

For Nen users, these two are far too weak.

There are even more people inside.

The leader simply said one sentence and walked into the depths of the forest.

On the other side of the forest.

Kevin and Mito were riding groundbirds, speeding through the forest.

Mido, who was leading the way, looked around and said, "Our lodging is not far away. I know there is a cave nearby, I'll take you there to wait."

Kevin nodded indifferently.

However, Kevin hadn't gone far when he immediately sensed something was wrong and hurriedly shouted, "Stop!"

The two ground birds stopped in their tracks instantly.

Mito turned to look at Kevin with a puzzled expression, only to see that Kevin's face was extremely serious.

"There's a bloody smell, the smell of human blood, very strong, drifting in on the wind from there."

Kevin had undergone special training after the incident in the swamp.