Hunter x Hunter: The Strongest Zoldyck

A few minutes later, Fica came out of the fitting room.

He was wearing a light gray T-shirt with a cartoon cat print, which fit him perfectly, with the collar neither too tight nor too loose, and the cuffs just two fingers below his shoulders.

He stood in front of the full-length mirror, looking left and right, then tugged at the hem of his shirt and patted the pattern on his chest before turning around and grinning at Roy.

"Boss, how's it going?"

Roy turned around, glanced at him, and smiled:

"Very good."

Fica's smile widened:

"Really?"

"It really is, even more real than pearls."

Just as the two were exchanging greetings, the curtain of the women's clothing fitting room moved.

A fair and translucent arm emerged from behind the curtain, with long, slender fingers and delicate tips.

despair......

The curtain folded and closed, revealing a gap about one person high, from which Serapika walked out.

She was wearing that pale yellow dress...

The dress was just the right size, with delicate and soft lines that hugged her waist, outlining the beautiful curves of a young girl.

Standing at the door of the fitting room, Serapika's brown eyes looked at the two of them:

"Wh...how...is it...?"

"It's quite good-looking," Roy said, looking him up and down before turning to Fica beside him.

What do you think?

The red-haired boy scratched his head and stammered as he answered:

"Yes...yes...looks good...very good."

He spoke haltingly, but from his unwavering gaze, Serapika had already confirmed the answer.

"Alright, since everyone thinks it's good..."

Roy turned around, walked to the cashier, and handed over a black and white card:

"Check, please."

"Huh? Boss, where did you get the money? Didn't you say you left home without bringing anything?"

Before the cashier could collect the money, Fica, who was following behind Roy, asked a question in confusion.

Didi didi...

With his finger on the card reader button, Roy entered his PIN without even turning his head.

"Have you forgotten? Didn't I tell you about the rewards rules for the Sky Arena before?"

"The bonus doubles with each level up. I went straight up to 99 levels. The total bonus from each level should be around two million Jenny, and this money is in the card we were given when we registered."

"Of course... you probably don't have it, since you lost the first game."

"I see..."

Fica nodded in sudden realization, then subconsciously pulled out his black and white phone and glanced at it:

"Bro, it's okay, I'll fill you up sooner or later."

Ignoring Fika's silly antics, Roy paid the bill cleanly and efficiently, greeted the Kurta girl not far away, and then went straight out the door.

He had to go back to get breakfast; his stomach was already protesting.

You should know that he hasn't eaten anything since yesterday, and the fact that his body has reached 40% of its limit already consumes a lot of energy.

I wonder what good food they have in the restaurant at Sky Arena.

Will there be jajangmyeon (black bean noodles)? Steak? Grilled meat or sushi?

Since transmigrating to the Zoldyck family, he hasn't had a decent meal in all these years, and the soul of the Great Foodie Empire has long been unable to contain himself.

But then he started to worry that the restaurant's dishes did not meet his expectations.

Based on what he knew, the entire Hunter world didn't seem to have any dishes similar to those of the Great Food Empire from his previous life.

Amidst the chaos and confusion, Roy's thoughts ran wild, and he even conjured up all sorts of hypothetical scenarios during breakfast.

After leaving the clothing store, the three of them walked forward.

The objective is clear: return directly to the Sky Arena and then to the restaurant on the second floor.

Fica walked half a step behind Roy, occasionally glancing down at the cartoon cat on her chest, tugging at the hem of her clothes, and wearing a faint smile.

Serapika walked at the back, a short sword tucked under her arm, her skirt fluttering in the wind, a hint of tenderness flickering deep within her cold eyes.

The clothing store isn't far from Sky Arena.

After crossing the square and turning two streets, the towering building came into view.

Sunlight shone on the glass curtain wall, reflecting a white light, making the Sky Arena look like a spire enveloped in flames, or a giant silver needle stuck in the ground.

"No matter how many times I watch it, I still find it amazing."

"How was a two-hundred-story building constructed, and how is it so sturdy and reliable?"

Standing at the foot of the Sky Arena Tower, Roy looked up and saw the towering structure, two hundred stories high, standing before him, giving him a sense of oppression.

"Yeah, this is the first time I've ever seen such a tall building. If you hadn't brought me here, I probably wouldn't have known that such tall buildings existed in the world. It's unbelievable."

Roy, who followed closely behind to the foot of the tower, added a sentence at the opportune moment after Roy.

"Right, you feel that way too, that's good."

Roy patted Fica on the shoulder gently, then stepped through the door and went inside.

Seeing this, Fika quickly followed, and the Kurta girl behind him also followed.

Because they left early and didn't waste much time, Roy and his group were lucky enough to arrive at the breakfast area on the second floor before the hotel closed for meals.

The restaurant door was open, and a warm, complex airflow, mixed with the aromas of various foods, rushed out and touched Roy's face.

Standing at the doorway, Roy took a deep breath and let the air flow into his nostrils, through his throat, through his trachea, and into his lungs.

Then a warm, sunshine-like sensation exploded within his body.

It's not just one flavor, but a mixture of many flavors... the aroma of wheat, eggs, milk, the bitterness of coffee, the sweetness of fruit, the charred flavor of toasted bread, the saltiness of fried bacon...

When they are mixed together, they create a truly mouthwatering scene.

Gudong!

Roy's stomach growled, this time not a gurgle, but a thud!

He strode in and went inside.

The restaurant at Sky Arena was larger than he had imagined. It wasn't a long, narrow canteen filled with tables and chairs, but rather a spacious, high-ceilinged area, like a hotel lobby.

A crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling, casting a warm yellow light on each dining table covered with a snow-white tablecloth.

The window seats were already full, mostly athletes in sportswear, with some who looked like agents or family members sitting in twos and threes, talking quietly, with occasional soft laughter.

The air was filled with the aroma of food, not the kind that is simple and bland, but rather layered and surging like waves... The aroma of roasted wheat wafted from the direction of the bakery.

Smelling these aromas, Roy's mouth filled with white stains, and his steps quickened unconsciously.

"Boss, wait for me!" Fika jogged up to catch up, his eyes already drawn to the row of steaming hot food stoves in the hot food area, his neck stretched out like a cat smelling fish.

Serapika walked at the very back, her short sword tucked under her arm, her skirt swaying slightly.

Her gaze swept over Fica and Roy's backs, and over every corner of the restaurant.

She wasn't curious; she was cautious.