Hunter: I became stronger even after I died.

Chapter 335 Invitation Letter x Greed Island
Aura is the carrier of an individual's emotions.

But true masters rarely transmit their emotions into their aura.

Unless it's to unleash murderous intent or elevate one's momentum.

The Yin Beast was clearly not a master; once its spirit and mentality wavered, it would be uncontrollably influenced by the aura.

Therefore, when Moro's gaze swept over them, he could easily sense their obvious apprehension from their aura.

To Moro's surprise,

Based on his understanding of gangs and evil spirits, no matter how dangerous the troublemakers were, as the hosts, they should at least make their stance clear.

Moreover, this was done in front of so many guests.

This is no longer a matter of saving face.

Even if it's just for show, it's better than being terrified and afraid to make any rash moves.

There must be some reason for this.

"Aren't you going to do anything about it?"

Moro looked towards the main entrance, where the grim-faced beasts were all tense.

If a person's level of risk could be indicated by red light, then in the eyes of the Shadow Beasts, the red light on Moro's body would definitely be so red it would almost turn purple.

This is not only because of Moro's power, but also because of the enormous risks pointed to in the prophetic poem.

So, under Gray Serpent's insistence, the other Shadow Beasts could only obediently stand still as punishment, not even daring to respond to Moro's words, for fear of something unexpected happening.

So the venue, which had been noisy just seconds before, was now completely deserted.

At this moment, a suffocating silence once again descended.

Moro was slightly curious about the strange behavior of the Shadow Beasts, but had no interest in investigating it further.

His eyes flashed like lightning as he quickly scanned his surroundings.

The ability users observing the situation from the high-rise building, the bodyguards standing guard in the hall, and the guests with different expressions by the window.

During this process, his gaze subtly swept over Killua and Gon in the hall.

During this time, Moro kept his main phone off and only used his backup phone to contact Melina.

Therefore, no calls or messages were received from Killua and Gon.

However, he knew that Killua and Gon would be attending the auction, so seeing the two of them now wasn't surprising.

On the contrary, Killua and Gon were filled with astonishment and confusion after seeing Morrow kill Eberland and Lopez in public.

Moro ignored their reactions, looked away, and glanced one last time at the gang members' corpses lying haphazardly on the ground not far away.

Among them was Melena, who was injured by the psychic bullet.

In summary, that's pretty much the plan.

There's no need to linger any longer.

Moro pushed off with his feet, his whole body enveloped in a stream of light, and leaped into the air towards the top of a street lamp in the distance.

The moment the sole of the foot touched the lampshade, the energy suddenly burst forth.

With a deafening bang, the streetlights shattered, and Morrow shot into the night sky like lightning.

Many eyes followed Moro as he disappeared into the night.

Immediately afterwards, a shooting star appeared and flew away to a more distant place like a meteor.

"..."

Even though Moro had left, the scene remained deathly silent.

In the hall.

Killua glanced around at the expressions of the guests and bodyguards, most of whom showed signs of lingering fear.

Looking at the sinister beasts in front of the gate, one could sense a hint of lingering fear in their aura.

"Just how strong is the teacher...?"

Killua could actually understand the reactions of the people around him.

He felt that Lopez was an opponent he had no chance of defeating at this stage.

But after watching the battle just now, he even felt that Moro hadn't used his full strength, yet he seemed to have easily defeated a power user of Lopez's caliber.

"Um..."

Gon tried to pry Killua's hand off his mouth.

Killua turned to look at him, and finally let go of his hand.

Gon looked at Killua with a puzzled expression and asked, "Just now..."

Before he could finish speaking, Killua immediately covered his mouth with his hand.

Killua's eyelids drooped, as if trying to convey to Gon through his eyes that he shouldn't talk about it here.

In his view, it doesn't matter what Moro's motives or reasons were for doing this.

Since they hadn't responded to their calls before, and had just pretended not to know each other...

Therefore, they should not do anything unnecessary, and even less should they discuss anything related to Moro in this setting.

This is also why Killua stopped Gon from continuing.

Gon understood the meaning in Killua's eyes and could only suppress his curiosity.

at the same time.

Inside the VIP lounge on the top floor of the building.

Dressed in a crisp military uniform, Juezi Jue La stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the shooting stars that had already faded into tiny points of light in the night sky.

Even now, his pupils are still constricted by shock.

Seeing Moro again after two years once again overturned his perception.

"call."

Jue Zijue let out a long breath, trying to calm the shock in her heart, and then turned around and walked towards Batra on the living room sofa.

Beside the sofa.

Dobru, his companion, was holding the materialized detection radar, closely monitoring the surroundings.

Juzjura approached Batra and said in a deep voice, "It is Moro."

Upon hearing the name, Batra's eyebrows twitched slightly.

It has been almost ten years since he placed his hopes on Greed Island, but he is still a long way from successfully clearing it.

In order to clear the level faster, he has been paying close attention to highly skilled hunters.

Moro was probably the one who left the deepest impression on him, but unfortunately he was never able to persuade Moro to join the breakthrough team.

"What did he do?"

Batra asked a rare question.

Juezi Jue La immediately gave a brief explanation of what had just happened.

To be honest, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that Moro's current strength was enough to defeat a master like Lopez so easily.

After listening to Juzjula's account, Batra simply shook his head and sighed.

But soon, his eyes became incredibly determined.

This year's auction will allow you to purchase seven sets of Greed Island at once, and with the recruitment event a few days later, your success rate in clearing the game will definitely increase further.

He was determined to get the reward for clearing the level, no matter what!

………………

9 month 2 number.

The Yu Kexin auction proceeded as scheduled, as if the riots of the previous night had never happened.

The Ten Elders remained unusually silent, issuing neither a statement nor any orders to hunt them down.

This unusual handling of the situation greatly surprised the guests who witnessed the event.

As regulars at the Yu Kexin Auction, they were well aware of the gangsters' modus operandi.

As is customary, anyone who dares to cause trouble at the auction will be turned into a corpse the next day, filmed as a gruesome video, and uploaded directly to the internet.

The rioters' family members, friends, and even those slightly involved will disappear one after another in the following days.

But this time, the ten old men did not react at all.

By September 3rd, there was still no word of it.

There was no bloody retaliation, no public execution, not even a single warning.

It was as if the attack had never happened.

On the contrary, Vic, a victim of the Ai family, personally apologized to the Ten Elders despite his still-healing injuries.

He claimed that the attack was carried out by family enemies and that he never expected it to affect the auction and even cause losses to the Ten Elders.

The guests initially followed up on the matter, speculating whether there were other hidden stories.

However, as the auctions proceeded as scheduled on the second and third days, those priceless treasures and rare collectibles once again became the focus.

Their attention was quickly diverted. And after leaving Yorktown, Moro didn't go far, stopping in a city a few hundred kilometers away.

He didn't deliberately conceal his whereabouts; he was just waiting for the old man's reaction. But several days passed, and nothing happened.

Instead, they had Vic from the Ai family come out to quell the matter.

"The Tenth Elder... is surprisingly tolerant."

Moro was quite surprised by this.

As for whether the Ten Elders hired assassins or anything like that...

As long as it's not the Zoldyck family that's involved, Morrow has basically nothing to worry about.

Moreover, with Kalluto around, even if the Zoldycks received a request from the Ten Elders, they would most likely not accept it.

Even if things don't go perfectly, there's still the margin for error provided by the tree rings.

"Then we just have to wait for news from Melina."

Moro unplugged the hunter's license from a device next to the computer and exited the hunter website's information page.

Putting away his hunter's license, Moro left the internet cafe and walked towards the outskirts of the city instead of taking a taxi, intending to meet up with the Chimera.

After leaving the city center, Moro's eyes flickered slightly.

On the pedestrian street, a little girl carrying a flower basket was looking around when she suddenly noticed Moro.

"what."

The little girl tilted her head, carefully examining Moro's clothes. Then her eyes lit up, and a look of joy appeared on her face.

Without hesitation, she took a step forward and jogged towards Morrow.

Moro watched the little girl's actions. Although he didn't sense any killing intent or hostility from her, he still activated "Condensation" immediately.

His eyes suddenly flashed with fiery spiritual energy as he carefully examined the little girl's entire body.

There was nothing unusual about him; he was just an ordinary child.

Nevertheless, Moro remained frozen in place, waiting for the little girl to approach.

"elder brother!"

The little girl stopped in front of Moro, looked up at him with a bright smile, and said, "Someone gave me ten thousand jenny and asked me to give this to you!"

As she spoke, she took a small black envelope out of the flower basket.

The envelope was sealed tightly with red ink, and a peculiar eye pattern was clearly imprinted on the ink, with a tiny, round pupil amidst a large expanse of white.

This is……

The pattern of the Eye of Truth.

Moro raised an eyebrow, but did not take the envelope. At the same time, he suppressed the urge to immediately scan his surroundings.

This envelope was exactly the same as the one he had found in Nolan's safe.

So, it should contain the card of the Eye of Truth.

The fact that they could entrust the envelope to a little girl who sells flowers means that there must be members of the Eye of Truth organization nearby.

However, it's impossible to determine whether the other party is still nearby.

If it's still there, then...

Thinking of this, Moro carefully checked the envelope in the little girl's hand again, then took it and held it in his hand.

Just as Morrow took the envelope, a subtle glance vanished in an instant.

Moro was prepared. His gaze suddenly pierced through the gaps in the crowd, following the trail to the alleyway between two buildings in the distance.

Swish!
The next instant, Moro vanished into thin air.

The little girl was stunned.

In the dimly lit alley.

A woman dressed in full-body clothing, with only her eyes showing, strode across the ground.

But she only walked a short distance before suddenly stopping.

But Moro stood in front of her.

"Ok?"

Moro looked into the woman's eyes; her pupils were completely white, almost blending into the whites of her eyes.

Looking at the woman's subtle movements as she listens intently, it's almost certain that she is blind.

"Are you the one with the Eye of Truth?"

Moro looked at the Nen aura emanating from the woman and asked calmly.

The woman did not answer Moro's question, and a slight ripple suddenly appeared on her shoulder, revealing a transparent outline resembling an owl.

The owl silhouette rested quietly on the woman's shoulder.

Seemingly because of the appearance of the owl's silhouette, the woman seemed to suddenly gain sight and looked abruptly at the black envelope that Morrow was holding in his hand.

"You can think of it as an invitation. You can choose to accept the invitation and try to integrate into our community, or you can follow your heart and refuse. It's all your freedom."

The woman did not answer Moreau's question, because when Moreau posed that question, it implied the existence of the Eye of Truth, and there was no need for further explanation.

She simply explained the nature of the envelope and left it to Moreau to choose whether to accept or refuse.

Moro didn't need to answer to be certain that the woman in front of him was a member of the Eye of Truth organization.

"Why choose me?"

"Because you are qualified."

The woman said calmly, "This is the conclusion drawn after the 'observation' was completed."

"Observation?"

Moro frowned, remembering that Nolan also had this, and immediately asked, "I'm a little curious, what criteria do you use to determine eligibility?"

"No comment."

The woman's gaze shifted from the black envelope to Moreo's face, her voice as calm as a deep pool: "If you want to know the answer, open it and accept the gift of the Eye of Truth."

"..."

Moro paused for a moment upon hearing this, then sighed softly, "It seems you haven't grasped the situation yet."

The voice has not fallen,

The aura manifested on Moro's body was growing at a visible rate.

That powerful aura instantly swept through the entire alley.

The woman had actually witnessed the fight between Morrow and Lopez.

But even experiencing Moro's powerful aura at such close range, she couldn't help but feel a surge of fear and panic, and subconsciously took several steps back.

Half an hour later.

In the dark alley, the woman huddled in a corner, trembling. Her previous mystery and composure had vanished, replaced by helplessness and fear.

Moro glanced at her indifferently, then looked down at the Eye of Truth card in his hand, which was engraved with the number "102".

Apart from the different numbers, this card looks exactly the same as the one Nolan owns.

"After all this time, it turns out you're also a 'member,' and you don't even know if there's a 'cost' involved in using this card."

From the woman's fragmented testimony, Moreau pieced together some information about the Eye of Truth.

Compared to the whimsical madmen described by the Tree Hole Old Man, this organization seems more like a group of delusional people obsessed with constructing some kind of utopian fantasy.

While it's called an organization, it would be more accurate to describe it as a membership club.

But the card in my hand does indeed possess a quality of "creative ability".

The princess Eve of Guganyu used this card to create a space of thought with rules.

The woman in front of us, number 42, created the ability of a reconnaissance-type Nen beast to regain her sight.

After using the card, the woman had a number 42 appear on her body, corresponding to the card number.

What Moro was more concerned about was that Eve didn't seem to have this number back then, or perhaps she unconsciously used the "Life is like dust" ability to transfer the cost.

Furthermore, the numerical designation on the woman in front of me is very similar to the basic structure of the character "神" (god).

Moro has always believed that the ability to develop a downline inevitably carries some risk to users.

Just like Melena's Love Etude, when granting abilities to others, one gains the authority to know their location and specific information at any time.

The woman in front of him didn't care about the number on her body at all, and even thought it was a kind of organizational identity verification.

Therefore, it is difficult to extract useful information from it.

buzz-

Suddenly, the phone in my pocket vibrated.

Moro took out his phone; it was a message from Xiao Jie.

"Teacher, so many people with special abilities came to Batra's recruitment event, but Killua and I passed the screening with ease. We'll be able to enter Greed Island in a few days!"

(End of this chapter)