Hunter: I became stronger even after I died.

Chapter 66 Virus Hunter x Hisoka Tracking
This place transformed from a tomb is the base used by the "Menu Organization" to study viruses.

This choice of location has nothing to do with hobbies or anonymity.

Instead, the virus used for research in the base came from this tomb, which was unknown in age and whose origin could not be traced.

To be more precise, it was taken from the corpse inside the coffin.

The man in the black suit looked at Sambika who was concentrating on preparing the medicine on the screen. After a moment, he looked away and turned to look at the screen in the middle.

The picture on the screen is facing the inside of the coffin.

The emerald green, brand new drapery covered almost the entire bottom of the coffin.

On the mat lay a strange-looking mummy.

The left half of the mummy's body, after a long period of natural dehydration, has the characteristics of dark brown and dry skin and flesh.

However, the right half of the mummy's body was completely different.

Or maybe it can no longer be called a mummy...

The right half of the body still has distinctive muscle tissue, and even blood vessels can be vaguely seen.

If there is any similarity with a mummy, it is the muscle tissue that still appears to have retained moisture, as if it came from an elderly person, so that the skin texture is like withered bark.

The skin and flesh are dry on one side, and blood vessels are visible on the other side.

It was as if two different bodies were sewn together.

The man in the black suit stared at the corpse on the screen, his eyes filled with flame-like energy.

Through the amplifying power of "Condensation", wisps of tobacco-like black gas can be seen lingering between the corpse and the mat, and slowly floating near the coffin.

The researchers who were busy around could not see any black gas from the coffin from beginning to end.

But the viruses extracted from the corpses made them fascinated.

Some things cannot be explained by science, but they have definitely entered their cognition.

The man in the black suit glanced at the busy researchers, then turned and left.

"how is the progress?"

The man in the black suit walked and asked his men following behind him.

Upon hearing this, the subordinate quickly replied, "We haven't solved the problem of OG's infectiousness yet, but we have some clues. The only problem is that the 'little white mice' in the cocoon room are running out. The pharmacist has been asking for more living test subjects as soon as possible."

"How much does he want?"

The man in the black suit walked into the right aisle.

The subordinate said: "No quantity was mentioned, only that the more the better."

"It's a pity he could open his mouth."

The man in the black suit frowned and said coldly, "Doesn't he know how much a piglet can sell for? Last time, he asked for twenty, and even asked for blood type matching. Because of this stupid request, the supply and demand of blood bags almost couldn't keep up."

The subordinates lowered their heads and brows, not daring to speak.

The man in the black suit snorted coldly, then thought about the priority of the matter. No matter how resentful he was, he could only endure it.

"Go apply for a transfer now and give your reasons. If the boss takes this matter seriously, he will probably take some from the 'dining table'."

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, his subordinates immediately went to handle the matter.

The man in the black suit came into a tomb alone.

This place can no longer be called a tomb.

The original burial objects, and even the things on the niches, were cleaned away completely.

In their place were pipes, light fixtures, and glassware after glassware filled with liquid.

In the light green liquid are the tissues and organs of the human body.
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into the night.

In Shanni Village, in a mud-tile house, the walls are bare with only furniture such as a bed and a table.

On the bed against the wall lay a boy about eight or nine years old.

The boy's face was pale, his eyes were closed, his breathing was particularly rapid, and his little chest rose and fell.

His exposed skin was dry and dark in spots, as if someone had sewn on pieces of aging skin.

Beside the bed stood a slightly older boy, looking at the boy on the bed with a worried look on his face.

However, the boy's right cheek and two fingers seemed to have been drained of all cell activity, and they looked dull and shriveled. Across the bed, Sambika put the collected herbs into the mortar, but did not crush them immediately. Instead, he stretched out his right hand and covered the mouth of the mortar.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock...

The blood directly broke through the skin of Sambika's palm and dripped onto the medicinal materials.

After a few seconds, the wound on the palm healed automatically.

Sambika withdrew his hand and looked at the blood that was emitting a faint glow and was seeping into the medicinal materials at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Her blood can enhance the efficacy of medicinal materials and improve their neutralizing properties.

This has a unique advantage in manufacturing medicines.

Boom, boom...

Sambika picked up the pestle and pounded the herbs in the mortar.

"For now, we can only suppress the virus's replication rate. This won't work... Lita can't hold on for long."

Sambika was pounding the medicine while thinking in his mind.

If there is not enough time, I can only take the risk of using my ability...

Outside the mud-brick house.

Moro leaned against the outer wall, a hint of doubt flashing between his brows.

Is it because of poor vigilance or is it because of excessive concentration?
He followed all the way from the forest, and was somewhat worried that Jue's cultivation was not good enough and he would be discovered by the other party.

However, the other party seemed to be preoccupied and did not notice his existence at all.

We followed them all the way into this mud-brick house, and the other party's vigilance became even lower.

Moro even suspected that even if he used "entanglement" now, he would not be discovered by the woman in the house.

"I feel so weak..."

Moreau thought to himself.

Since I have never seen the other party release "Lian", I cannot judge the approximate level of the other party.

But judging from the accuracy of the "entanglement", it is obvious that the basic skills are not bad.

It's a non-combat type...

Among Nen users, there are always some who don't focus their abilities on combat.

Even among the twelve zodiac signs of the Hunter Association, there are non-combat types like Qiduo.

However, this was the first time that Moro encountered a person with such weak Nen ability in terms of sensory perception...
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Plitvice town.

At nightfall, many places in the town are brightly lit.

Places such as bars and casinos are generally crowded.

This place, like a gold mine, produces endless profits, so naturally there are places to spend money.

Hisoka walked down the street, glancing at the pubs along the street.

drip.

The cell phone in my hand rang.

Hisoka picked up the phone and tapped a few times with his fingers.

As a prompt box popped up indicating a successful transfer, the originally wealthy account instantly emptied out.

In order to find Moro's whereabouts as quickly as possible, Xi Suo put all his savings over the years into one go.

But Hisoka didn't care.

"A year of cold war..."

Hisoka narrowed his eyes slightly, but was not in a hurry to find Moro. Instead, he walked towards the casino in the distance.

The money is basically all spent, so I have to save some.

Otherwise, if Moro were to run away again, we wouldn't even have the money to take transportation to chase him.

That would be quite troublesome.

(End of this chapter)