Hunter: I became stronger even after I died.

Chapter 77 Half-year appointment
Tessa saw something in Moreau that went beyond her years.

It was obvious that he was lying, but there was a sense of ease in doing it.

Moreover, the boy didn't seem to care about the lies he told, and he seemed to be indifferent whether you believed it or not.

Compared with my own apprentice...

Two extremes indeed.

Tessa sighed inwardly.

She had already seen in Sambika a certain trust in Moreau.

If she continued to let Sambika and Moro get along with each other, she was really afraid that one day her apprentice would be sold out by Moro and would still be counting money foolishly.

The possibility is too high!

Compared to the worries in her heart, Tessa was still curious about how Moreau could get rid of the thought of death.

But she didn't expect to get an answer from Moreau.

If it were her twenty years ago, she wouldn't be so stupid as to answer whatever was asked... hmmm.

Tessa admitted that she had suffered a loss once in this kind of thing when she was young and energetic, and she learned a good lesson.

The human heart is the thing that cannot stand up to scrutiny.

You pour your heart and soul into it without asking for anything in return, and one day you suddenly decide to open your eyes and take a look inside, but when you open the lid, you see a ruthless water pump.

"No, I have to go right away."

Although she kept instructing Sambika on the other end of the phone, Tessa still felt uneasy.

She stood up from the bed in the makeshift tent, and without even taking any valuables, she planned to leave the site that was being excavated.

But at the same time Tessa stood up, the tent curtain was lifted.

A man with short spiky hair, a stubbled beard and unkempt appearance rushed in.

"Tessa, hurry up, it's a huge discovery!"

The man danced with excitement in his brown eyes.

Tessa hung up the phone, first glanced at the still swaying hem of the curtain, then looked coldly at the man who was as excited as a child, and said word by word: "Kim Fulish, I warn you again, before entering someone else's tent..."

"This is really a site from the Shat period!"

The man named Jin Fulishi seemed not to notice Tessa's expression, and said excitedly: "As long as we can successfully open the innermost stone door, we can find out what's going on. Tessa, please leave the message on the stone door to me..."

"boom!"

A can shell hit Jin on the forehead, interrupting his words.

Bang.

The iron can fell to the ground with a slight sound.

There was a small piece of uneaten instant meat in it, which fell out with the collision and was covered with sand.

Tessa slowly put down the hand that had thrown the can and said calmly: "Now I can listen carefully..."

"Tessa, what are you doing?"

While rubbing his head, Jin squatted down to pick up the piece of instant meat, brushed off the sand on it, and stuffed it into his mouth, mumbling, "Don't waste food."

"..."

Tessa closed her eyes in despair.
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"I'm leaving."

Late at night, Moro came to the dilapidated mud-brick house and said goodbye to Sambika.

At first, we followed him all the way, and then in this mud-brick house, we saw Sambika preparing medicine for the patient.

If Hisoka hadn't suddenly appeared, there would have been fewer misunderstandings in the process of him and Sambika getting to know each other and helping each other.

However, it was the appearance of Hisoka that made him give up the idea of continuing to dig for intelligence and instead attack the virus research institute simply and efficiently.

Judging from the results, it actually saves a lot of trouble.

"So urgent?"

Faced with Moro's sudden farewell, Sambika blurted out.

"Yeah." Morrow responded, smiling, "Now that the work is done, it would be a waste of time to stay here."

"That doesn't take this much time...Okay."

Sambika thought that Moro could wait until the next morning to leave, and subconsciously wanted to keep him, but then he felt that this might make Moro embarrassed, so he changed his mind in time.

Morrow looked at Sambika.

The virus hunter in front of him had a kind of purity that he was not good at hiding, and underneath that purity was a delicate heart that was willing to sacrifice itself for others. Even though most of his face was covered, his eyes could always easily reveal his inner thoughts.

Before meeting Sambika, Moro didn't quite believe that there were such people in the world.

But the world is really big, and as we walk more roads, we realize that some of the things we thought were right in the past may not necessarily be correct.

Moro was impressed by the rare and precious qualities in Sambika.

Therefore, if there is a chance in the future to purchase antiques or other items from some shady hands, you must bargain hard for them!
"Sambika, we can't stay here for long."

Moro suddenly reminded.

Sambika met Moro's gaze and nodded, "I know. Master also said so."

"Okay, let's go."

After giving the reminder, Moro simply turned around.

Sambika looked at Moro's back and said softly, "Well, goodbye."

"correct."

Moro suddenly stopped, without looking back, and asked in the evening breeze: "Am I a pervert?"

Sambika was stunned for a moment, and when he thought of the scene when they met not long ago, a hint of shyness flashed in his eyes.

"No."

"What about Hisoka?"

"what……"

Sambika was in a very awkward situation for a moment. He didn't want to say bad things about others, but he also didn't want to say anything against his will.

"Yes."

She still chose to tell the truth.

"Yes."

Moreau smiled and strode away.

Walking all the way to the village entrance, the whole village was several steps away.

Moro then stopped and said meaningfully, "You heard me, so stop looking at me like you're one of your own kind, Hisoka."

"Ah."

In the slanting shadows, Hisoka walked out with a chuckle, not caring at all about Sambika's "different treatment" just now.

Moro looked at Hisoka and said, "Half a year."

"..."

Hisoka slightly suppressed his smile and waited for what was to come.

Moro said calmly: "I will wait for you at the Sky Arena in half a year. Before that, don't let me see you again."

"Well."

Hisoka lowered his eyes, flipped his palm, and produced a few playing cards to play with, as if he was thinking.

Moro was not in a hurry and waited patiently for Hisoka's response.

Half a year...

He had to get rid of Feitan within the time limit to eliminate the "X" sword of death, and then deal with Hisoka's entanglement.

However, the current Nen ability is basically customized for Feitan.

If used against Feitan, it would most likely be effective, but if used against Hisoka, that might not be the case.

However, that was half a year later.

After all, Moreau still has this confidence.

Under the night, on the plain.

The two people, each with their own thoughts, fell into silence for several minutes.

"alright."

Then, Hisoka reluctantly agreed.

Although there is no way to use the "flattering" method anymore, it is not unacceptable to be able to shorten the cold war period by half a year.

(End of this chapter)