Hunter: I became stronger even after I died.

Chapter 115 Someone comes late at night
Inside an inconspicuous three-story clinic.

On the hospital bed, Kurt was still in a coma.

On one side of the bed, there is a bracket for hanging an IV bottle, and on the other side, there is an instrument for detecting vital signs.

This clinic is very professional, but they don’t accept all “clients”.

According to the information found by Argo, the characteristic of this clinic is that the prices quoted are extremely high, and correspondingly, the level of the doctors is also quite high.

If a "customer" comes for medical treatment but is unable to pay the high fees, the owner of the clinic will simply remove a valuable part of the "customer's" body.

For Moro now, anything that can be solved with money is not a big deal.

Next to the bed.

Seeing that Kurt's condition had completely stabilized, Moro finally had time to check the parchment and black envelope he had found in the safe.

He untied the rope on the parchment, and slowly spread out the withered yellow paper in his hands. A map with mountains and rivers appeared on the paper.

"map?"

Moro glanced at the mountains, forests and rivers drawn in simple strokes on the paper and raised his eyebrows slightly.

But soon, he noticed that there was a small area circled in red in the center of the map.

The edge of the red circle is connected to a thin red line, which meanders along the mountains and points directly to the human settlements in the shape of multiple houses outside the mountains and old forests.

This seems to be a deliberately marked route.

However, apart from the graphic route, there is no textual description associated with it.

"Treasure Map?"

Moreau looked confused.

There was no text description on the map, and with his knowledge, he had no idea where the locations in the map corresponded to.

I'm afraid that even professional geographers who are familiar with maps of all parts of the world would find it difficult to determine the location of this map.

After all, there is no information such as coordinates.

The red circle specially circled in the map made it difficult for Moro not to guess that it was a treasure map.

Mainly because of the drawing technique of this parchment map and the texture it feels to the touch, it gives people a sense of "quite ancient".

Moreover, since it was carefully placed in the safe by Nolan, the founder of Menu Organization, its origin must be extraordinary.

Moreau looked through it for a while but couldn't figure out what it meant, so he could only roll up the parchment and tie the rope again.

He thought that when he had time, he would go to the "tree hole" to retrieve the red jade bird knife, and then deposit the parchment of unknown origin in it.

Putting the rolled up parchment aside, Moro picked up the black envelope and ran his fingertips across the surface of the envelope. He could tell that there was only a hard object similar to a bank card inside.

“There is no name of the recipient and no name of the sender.”

Morrow flipped over the envelope and looked at it for a while. He really didn't know where Nolan got this strange thing from.

Of course, the strangest thing is that Nolan put this thing in a very hidden safe, and there is no sign that the envelope has been opened.

If there is any information revealed by the envelope, it is the strange eye-shaped ink pad.

Instead of peeling off the eye-shaped ink, Moreau tore open one side of the envelope.

Inside the envelope, there was indeed a card.

The card was completely black, with silver spots scattered all over it in irregular patterns.

In the center of the light spot is an eye that looks like an ink pad, but is surrounded by a square frame.

In the lower right corner of the card, there is a number "61".

There was only this one card in the entire envelope.

Moreau studied the eye pattern and turned to the back.

"Ok?"

On the back of the card, under the slanting light, there was a series of unknown silver characters that looked like tadpole characters. As the card moved up and down, the characters appeared and disappeared.

"The word God."

Moreau recognized the origin of these fonts immediately.

Because he had seen similar divine words on an airship, or rather, he had destroyed them with his own hands.

"No, not all of them are God characters."

Moro looked carefully and found that among the densely packed fonts like a bunch of tadpoles, there were several characters of different styles.

But Moreau didn't recognize these fonts that looked more like text.

After all, in the history of the Hunter world, there have been many civilizations that have flourished. Not to mention the various languages ​​circulated in the world today, even the various ancient characters recorded are enough for a professional linguist to study for several lifetimes.

Moreau didn't recognize these fonts, but he could check them.

Of course, don’t even think about finding something like the word “God” on the Internet.

Moreau picked out the fonts that were mixed in with the divine characters, pieced them together, and quickly got the results using the most practical search engine at the time.

The script that looks quite obscure is called Krakaul, a very niche language.

In the entire world, only one region in the ancient Ganyu country still includes this language in textbooks.

Translating this string of Krakauer words into the common language will result in a noun:
"Eye of Truth"

Looking at the search results, Moro turned his gaze and looked at the eye pattern in the center of the card, wondering what the origin of this so-called Eye of Truth was.

Some unknown organization?
Or a cult or something like that?
Morrow shook his head slightly, showing no interest at all.

Even though he knew that inputting mental energy into the card might trigger the divine structure on the back of the card, he had no intention of trying it.

There are indeed many bizarre things in this world that can greatly satisfy the human desire for exploration and curiosity rooted deep in the soul.

But now Moreau only cares about how to destroy the death nodes. Even if he feels curious, he will never waste time on "satisfying his curiosity".

For example, the last time he absorbed the death thoughts from the corpse in the tomb, a strange plant in the memory fragment that was closely related to the power of Flying Star also made Moro curious, but that was all.

Because there is really no time to analyze and explore.

Thinking that this card had also been solemnly placed in the safe by Nolan, Moreau kept it for the time being and would throw it into the tree hole later.

After reading the contents of the parchment and envelope, Moreau sat down on the bed and began his daily practice.

late at night.

Morrow opened his eyes and glanced at Kurt out of habit.

"I slept long enough."

A day and a night had passed since Kurt received treatment.

Although his vital signs were basically stable, he didn't seem to be waking up at all.

Moro withdrew his gaze, stood up and stretched his body a little.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Moreau narrowed his eyes.

Just now, a star mark that was set in advance disappeared.

seconds ago.

On the first floor of the clinic, two women in black uniforms came to the door.

The two women, one was very old but strong, with two thick braids and a somewhat mean look on her face.

The other one was very young, with long hair and sparse eyebrows, but his eyes were somewhat sharp.

bang.

The older woman politely pushed the sliding door slowly and gently to the bottom, but she looked at the corner of the door track with some awareness.

There, there was an inconspicuous mosquito corpse that was crushed to death by the door frame.

"Tsk, you're quite alert."

The woman with long braids gave an inexplicable compliment.

The young woman following behind her was puzzled when she heard this.

"Yuyin, Yongning."

The woman with long braids turned around and glanced at the young woman indifferently.

The woman called Yuyin quickly gathered her spiritual energy in her eyes, and suddenly saw a wisp of spiritual energy dissipating from the corner of the door track.

"That is?"

Yuyin followed the overflowing spiritual energy and saw the mosquito corpse stuck together with transparent tape. Her eyes narrowed slightly.

The woman with the long braids reached out and patted Yuyin's shoulder.

"You still have a lot to learn."

"..."

(End of this chapter)