Hunter: I became stronger even after I died.

Chapter 24 Fruit Farmers
Ten days later.

Morrow came to the city where the Sky Arena was located.

The main means of transportation in this world is airship, which is not as efficient as the airplanes in previous lives.

It took Moreau ten days to travel from Youkexin to the other continent across the sea.

Fortunately, the country where the Sky Arena is located has very low entry requirements, otherwise more time might have been wasted.

This country seems to have positioned the Sky Arena as its main source of economic income.

Therefore, almost all incoming passengers come for the Sky Arena.

When Moreau stepped into the city, his first impression was not the towering and spectacular buildings standing in the center of the city, but the people everywhere, especially the large numbers of people.

No matter where you look, in shops, souvenirs, food packaging, and even in the clothes and backpacks of pedestrians, you can see elements related to fighting.

Being in it, Moro intuitively felt why this place was called "Fighting Paradise".

It’s no wonder that more than 4000 fighters go to the Sky Arena to register every day.

The towering tower that reaches into the sky is like a pyramid built of fame, fortune and wealth, making people climb up desperately.

You don’t need to stand on the top of the tower. As long as you reach a certain height, you can receive countless flowers and cheers.

Not many people can resist such attraction.

Moro felt the unique atmosphere of this city, couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and then headed towards the city center.

Sky Arena is a tower-shaped building with a height of 991 meters.

The entire building has 251 floors and is the fourth tallest building in the world.

Here, more than one billion spectators come to watch the games every year, and the ticket revenue alone is an unimaginable amount.

Moro came to the registration office of the Sky Arena with a clear goal.

At this moment, there is a long queue at the registration office.

Moro roughly estimated that there were at least two thousand people queuing up to register.

There are squares and other facilities around the registration office, and some distinctive statues have become popular check-in spots for tourists.

So much so that whether it was the registration office or the surrounding venues, you could see crowds of people.

Listening to the noise coming from all directions, Moro really didn't have the patience to queue up.

He walked out of the line and went straight to the registration office.

On the way, he glanced at the people in line.

A pair of eyes were like a calibrator, identifying the wisps of air spreading towards the sky.

Ordinary people, ordinary people, ordinary people...

Along the way, I didn't see a single Nen user.

Although it is possible that he is a Nen user but disguised as an ordinary person, it is not ruled out.

But we can only say that the possibility is very low.

Not long after, Moro arrived at the registration office. There were more than 2,000 people along the way, but not a single one had the ability to read.

The power of telekinesis...

It is clearly a power that anyone can master as long as they are trained.

However, considering the large population base, the number of people with Nen ability is pitifully small.

It seems that most of the Nen users in the Sky Arena are concentrated above the 200th floor.

By the way——

Moreau stood beside the team, with his hand resting on his chin and his eyes lowered, thinking about the feasibility of a plan.

Since even in the fighting paradise of the Sky Arena, it is rare to find people with the ability to read, then can he be a fruit farmer and baptize the contestants who "meet the screening criteria"...

In this way, it is possible to create Nen users one by one through human power.

Then just wait for the apples to ripen and pick them on the ring.

Moro was thinking, and the staff at the registration desk and the people in line were looking at him with strange eyes.

The undisguised scrutiny that Moreau showed as he walked along attracted the attention of many contestants.

Some people with hot tempers wanted to walk out of the line to teach Moro a lesson. However, when they met Moro's scrutinizing gaze, they all felt an inexplicable pressure and then suppressed their impulsive emotions with self-awareness.

But they remembered Moreau deeply.

At this time, the people at the front of the line saw Moro walk all the way to the registration office and then stand there in deep thought. For a moment they were all confused and had no idea what Moro was trying to do.

The staff in charge of registration also looked at Moro with curiosity.

After a while.

After thinking about it, Moro felt that the "Fruit Farmer Plan" was feasible to a certain extent. He planned to wait until he registered for the competition and then decide whether to implement this plan based on the situation.

"Sign up first."

Moro looked up and walked straight towards a bearded man who was about to fill out registration information.

The bearded man noticed Moreau approaching and tensed his body reflexively, looking at him with a wary look on his face.

"What do you want to do?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the bearded man realized that he was overreacting.

This is the registration office for the Sky Arena. No one would be stupid enough to cause trouble for no reason, right?

Moro came up to the bearded man, took out a stack of banknotes, and said politely, "Hello, I want to buy your position for one million. I wonder if you are willing."

"what?"

The bearded man froze, the pen in his hand suspended in mid-air.

The staff at the registration desk remained calm and did not urge us to move forward.

The people standing behind the bearded man all had their eyes wide open.

One million ringgits...

Say no more, say less.

But in the Sky Arena, you have to reach the 100th floor to get such a big bonus.

The bearded man reacted quickly and realized that it was nothing more than rearranging the team, which was much easier than working hard to fight through the 100th floor.

"make a deal."

The bearded man stuffed the pen into Moreau's hand, then took the money and walked toward the back of the line without looking back.

Morrow took the pen and stood naturally in front of the registration desk.

"Welcome to the Sky Arena, please fill in your information here."

The lady at the registration desk was very quick to take away the registration form with the bearded man's name on it and replaced it with a new one for Morrow.

"Thank you."

Moro smiled at the lady at the registration desk and quickly filled out the information with a pen.

As for his fighting experience, he did not fabricate it, but actually wrote that he had no fighting experience.

In fact, he really didn't have much fighting experience. One of the purposes of coming to the Sky Arena was to gain something in this area, so there was naturally no need to take any shortcuts.

After registering the information, Moro went straight to the first floor of the Sky Arena.

As a tower-shaped building, the first floor of the Sky Arena occupies the largest area, and the fighting arena here has 16 rings.

All contestants who come to register every day must take part in the preliminary round here.

Moro found a random seat and sat down.

His arrival immediately attracted the attention of a group of people.

These people had just come in not long ago. Before registering, they noticed Moro's strange behavior, but they didn't expect that the other party would cut in line.

Moro ignored the looks and focused on watching the fight on the ring.

"It's still quite good."

Seeing two contestants fighting back and forth on a ring, Moro immediately became interested.

Putting aside the factor of telepathic ability, some fighters in this world are still very capable.

(End of this chapter)