Hunter: I became stronger even after I died.

Chapter 104: Morrow: Practice More if You're Not Good (4k)

If it weren't for his own mental attack and defense capabilities benefiting from the strengthening attributes, even if he didn't defend properly, he could naturally reduce some of the damage.

Otherwise, that blow just now...

The tragic scene of herself being broken in half flashed through Busidora's mind.

This spontaneous sense of oppression from death further squeezed out any fighting spirit from Busidora.

It is hidden.

When he was about to retreat, Busidora suddenly realized that the human body hidden in the mannequin was not just for the purpose of delivering the blow that injured him.

That woman—

Pour one third or even more of the manifesting energy into the headless human body in advance, then use "invisibility" to eliminate the aura, and finally use the dummy shell to cover up the last trace.

In this way, while planning the tactics to meet the enemy, the illusion of "showing that the strength of the spirit is just like this" is created.

The dozens of mannequins that were controlled separately were just a trick.

The purpose was to highlight the desperate approach of pouring all the visible energy into the last mannequin, so as to induce him to mobilize more mental energy for attack.

Damn scammer!

Bushidora staggered to her feet, jumped over the fence without hesitation, and jumped to the first floor of the shopping mall where a lot of garbage was scattered.

Where there is life, there is hope.

Today's defeat is due to our own lack of ability.

Then we must work harder and be strict with ourselves to overcome all the shortcomings that have surfaced, and then become stronger to avoid things like today from happening again.

So you can’t die!

Bushidora's feet landed heavily on the ground on the first floor of the shopping mall, making a loud noise.

Immediately, he endured the severe pain caused by the injury and rushed back in the direction he came from.

The third floor of the mall.

In front of the fence at the entrance of the clothing store.

Amanda folded her arms and watched Busidora run away with contempt and disgust.

She was already late for Nolan's assembly order.

The trap that was set just now specifically for Busidora was intended to kill Busidora in the shortest possible time.

But Pusidora's attainment in strengthening was not at a third-rate level after all. Even though his defense was unbalanced, he relied on his own hardware conditions to withstand the blow that should have been fatal.

But this is also the advantage of the reinforcement system.

As the enemy, you don't have to worry about what strange abilities the reinforcement system will use. At the same time, you have to face the reinforcement system's ability to withstand attacks. There's nothing much to say about that.

Amanda could only curse in her heart that the dog had a tough life, and then she looked away.

She also had to hurry to respond to Nolan's assembly order, so she certainly couldn't waste time chasing after Busidora.

After this heavy blow, it was expected that Busidora would have run away with her tail between her legs.

Amanda took out her cell phone and glanced at the urging message from Ring Finger Adams. She had no intention of replying at all, and used her mind to control the body of the security guard who was originally responsible for guarding the semi-abandoned shopping mall.

crunch.

The headless security guard's body lay on the ground, his limbs shaped like wheels, and the spinal muscles on his back twisted and bulged, forming a small chair.

The ability of "If you don't love me, then die" will have the effect of a vow of "obeying my orders" under the restriction that one must remove my head personally to gain control.

The oath effect can bring two kinds of ability characteristics.

One is that Amanda can freely control the target with her "mind", and the other is that she can make the target transform freely into what Amanda wants to see.

It is with this ability that Amanda is able to perfectly stuff a human body into the body of a mannequin.

It is worth mentioning that the ability to change body shape can only make the body smaller through compression, but cannot increase the size.

Amanda sat on the small chair and crossed her long legs wrapped in black stockings.

Then, with the help of mental energy, the human body car quickly turned its wheels and drove towards the exit.

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United States of Saheleta.

Two thousand kilometers southeast of the coastal city of Youkexin, there is a nature reserve.

In the afternoon.

The grey car was parked in a parking lot near a nature reserve.

"Is this here?"

Moro rolled down the car window and stuck his head out to look at the lush green mountains and forests in the distance.

Without waiting for Kurt to answer, Moro turned his gaze and looked towards the entrance of the scenic area, where he saw many tourists queuing up to check their tickets.

This is also a scenic spot with great natural scenery open to the public.

Kurt also looked at the many tourists checking their tickets at the entrance of the scenic area and confirmed Moro's question: "Yes."

"Oh, building the hiding place in the scenic area is a good idea."

Moro shook his head slightly and while observing the environment, he noticed a promotional map next to the entrance of the scenic area.

The map depicts various tourist routes, as well as some warning reminders.

At the very top of the map is a large no-entry area with various dangers from wild animals marked.

The essence of this scenic spot is obviously still a nature reserve.

But perhaps in order to increase the cost of daily maintenance, an area was opened up where tourists can enjoy the natural scenery.

Then according to Kurt's guidance, since it has been confirmed that Nolan's hiding place is somewhere in this nature reserve, it is most likely those areas where tourists are prohibited from entering.

Morrow thought of this when he saw the map, and he guessed that it was unlikely that Nolan would put his hiding place in a scenic spot where there were tourists all the time.

Kurt asked at the right moment: "Go in from here?"

"Okay."

Moreau nodded, pulled a bill from his pocket, and then glanced at Kurt's folded hands, which were neatly placed on his legs.

"Two tickets, please."

As he said that, he placed the banknote directly on the back of Kurt's hand, leaving him no chance to refuse.

Kurt looked down at the banknotes thrown by Morrow, was startled for a moment, and then clenched his fists involuntarily.

Even small things like buying tickets have to be done by him!

Kurt took a deep breath, picked up the money with a stern face, pushed the door, got out of the car and walked to the ticket window next to the entrance of the scenic area.

"Thanks for your hard work."

As Moro spoke, he pushed the door and got out of the car.

But he went straight to the entrance of the scenic area.

After a while.

Kurt came over with two tickets and handed them to the ticket inspector with an expressionless face.

The ticket inspector took the ticket and checked it. He noticed that it was two adult tickets. He looked up at Morrow next to Curt and said hesitantly, "Did you buy the wrong one? These are two adult tickets."

"?"

Hearing this, Morrow glanced down at Kurt.

Kurt gave Morrow a small slap on the back of his head.

Seeing this, Moro could vaguely read Kurt's psychological activities and deliberately bought two adult tickets, as if he wanted to make him lose money out of revenge...

Sure enough, no matter how the Zoldyck family tried to raise the mental age of their offspring, they were still children at heart.

But unlike Killua, who still cautiously strives to release his nature under Illumi's suppression...

Kurt learned to be patient at a very young age. He would silently accept all arrangements from his family and showed a different kind of tenacity in his silence.

Moro looked at the ticket inspector and asked, "Can I change my ticket and get a refund in this situation?"

"Of course, I'll just have to trouble you to go to the ticket window."

The ticket collector replied with a smile.

Kurt suddenly said: "No, we are in a hurry."

"what."

The ticket inspector was stunned for a moment and could only look at Morrow inquiringly.

Kurt noticed the look in the ticket inspector's eyes and said coldly, "I bought the ticket, why are you looking at him?"

"Uh, this..." The ticket inspector was at a loss.

Morrow smiled and came to the ticket inspector's rescue, saying, "That's it."

"Ok."

The ticket inspector opened the gate decisively.

A few minutes later.

Moreau and Curt walked on the cobblestone path built in the scenic area.

Kurt drooped his eyelids and said expressionlessly: "Why do I have to wear this thing?"

He had a pink frog headband on his little watermelon-shaped head. From a distance, the two round frog eyes on the headband looked more like a pair of bear ears.

"This scenic spot is pretty good. Seeing that we were in a hurry and didn't want to change the tickets or get a refund, we just gave you a peripheral product to make up for some of our losses."

Moro glanced at the headband on Kurt's head and just sighed at the humane nature of this scenic spot.

Then, regardless of Kurt's reaction, he took out the map he had received at the entrance of the scenic area and said to himself, "Let me see, the fastest route to the 'restricted area' is... oh, B2."

Following the instructions on the map, Moro followed the direction signs on the side of the road and headed towards route B2.

Seeing that Morrow was trying to change the subject, Kurt raised his hand, grabbed the headband on his head, and wanted to take it off and throw it at the back of Morrow's head.

But his hand only pulled the hairband up a little bit before suddenly stopping.

In silence, Kurt thought that although the headband was forced on his head by Moreau, he did not refuse it just now.

This childish headband, which is a bit tight when worn, has nothing to do with the family and is definitely not liked by my mother.

But at least this is something I took the initiative to accept...

Kurt slowly put down his hand and followed Morrow in silence.

September is approaching autumn, and the mountains and forests are lush and green.

The mountain breeze, carrying a hint of warmth, blew up the fallen leaves on the ground, and rolled them past the cobblestone path.

Kurt waded through the dusty leaves that were blown by, and the white socks on his clogs were immediately stained.

But Curt didn't care.

Moreau was in front and Curt was behind.

The two walked one after the other into the depths of the nature reserve.

When the two of them arrived at the fork at the end of Route B2, there was an iron net about seven or eight meters high in front of them.

This is a facility used to stop tourists, but of course it can't stop two people.

It didn't take much effort to cross the iron net, and what appeared before our eyes was a forest that stretched as far as the eye could see, and we could also hear more sounds from living creatures.

Without Moreau's reminder, Kurt took the initiative to walk to the front and lead the way.

The two of them walked through the mountains and forests for a long time.

Until they saw a human being in the mountains.

He was a man wearing a ranger's uniform and carrying a shotgun. When he saw Moreau and Curt, he immediately walked over with an angry face.

"Hello, I'm a ranger from Dading Nature Reserve. Don't you know that this is..."

"laugh."

Morrow fired a small thought, piercing the man's forehead.

The man's face froze and he fell to the ground in confusion.

It seemed that he never understood until his death why Moreau killed him.

Kurt also didn't understand.

Although the contact time was not long, he felt that with Moreau's character, he would not suddenly kill an insignificant ranger.

"Murderous intent."

Facing Kurt's inquiring gaze, Moro calmly gave the reason for his action.

Kurt frowned when he heard this.

As a killer from the Zoldyck family, Kurt has undergone special training since he was a child. Not only did he have to work hard on concealing his breath, but he also had to take risks to hone his ability and experience to sense murderous intent.

But in the situation just now, I didn't sense any hostility from the ranger, let alone murderous intent.

"but I……"

"Shhh."

Morrow put his index finger to the corner of his lips, signaling Kurt to be quiet.

Kurt stopped talking midway, and just kept frowning.

Moreau walked over to the body and found a portable listening device and an earphone for communication.

Click.

With a flick of the finger, these devices can be crushed.

Kurt looked at the remains of the eavesdropping device that Moreau had casually thrown away, and vaguely understood something.

But what he cares more about now is still the issue of murderous intent that Moro mentioned.

"I didn't sense his murderous intent just now."

Kurt pointed the fan in his hand at the motionless body of the ranger.

Morrow failed to see the persistence and stubbornness in Kurt's heart, and habitually said nonsense: "Because you are not good at it, just practice more."

"!?"

A wrinkle suddenly appeared on Kurt's smooth forehead.

Don't bother with assholes, don't bother with assholes...

Kurt took a deep breath out of habit, resisting the urge to hit Moreau on the head with his paper fan.

"I know you're a person who likes to talk nonsense from time to time."

Pressing down the paper fan in his hand, Kurt stared straight at Morrow's face and asked solemnly: "But I hope you can answer my question seriously. Is the murderous intention of this person you mentioned true or false?"

"..."

Facing Kurt's solemn eyes that were not in line with his age, Morrow was surprised for a moment, then he put away his indifferent attitude and said seriously: "I'm not kidding, this man did have murderous intentions towards us, although it was only for a short moment."

He used the negative effects of "X" and actively embraced thousands of death experiences, so he was extremely sensitive to murderous intent and was able to capture the fleeting and dull murderous intent.

But Curt couldn't do it.

Or in other words, at Kurt's current level, he doesn't have that kind of sensitivity.

After getting the answer, Kurt couldn't help but lower his head and eyes to hide a hint of loss.

Morrow saw Kurt's reaction and sighed, "You're here again."

"what?"

Curt looked up.

Morrow did not answer, but asked calmly: "How old are you this year?"

"Seven years old."

Kurt frowned again, not understanding why Moreau asked this.

Morrow looked at Kurt and said, "Then why are you in such a hurry? At your age, being able to reach this level is enough to prove the efforts you have made. Why should you be disappointed by some inevitable gaps? You are already very good, Kurt."

"..."

Kurt's eyes widened slightly, and he lowered his head in silence.

A few seconds later.

He asked, "You are the same, too. You use the time you have to stop the car to practice."

"Different."

Moreau shook his head slightly and said, "You are chasing something, and I am racing against death."

Kurt asked, "What's different?"

"Children should stay out of the adult business."

Moro waved his hand and changed the subject neatly: "Lead the way, we probably can't get in."

"..."

Kurt gritted his teeth.

(End of this chapter)