Hunter x Hunter: The Strongest Zoldyck

Chapter 132 Water Viewing Method

When Roy opened his eyes, the light from the ceiling made his eyes sting, so he closed them again.

After a few seconds, once his eyelids had adjusted, he slowly reopened his eyes.

With a quick glance, he found himself lying on a white bed with clean sheets that smelled faintly of disinfectant.

He looked back at himself and saw that his right hand was wrapped in bandages, from his fingertips all the way to his wrist. He could feel a dull pain coming from under the bandages from time to time.

He also felt a cool, sticky sensation on his back, as if someone had applied a layer of ointment.

"They must have applied some medicine."

Feeling the cool touch, Roy roughly estimated the condition of his back.

Under Hisoka's final attack, his back was the most severely injured part, with dozens of playing cards as sharp as throwing knives embedded in it, like being cut by a knife.

Aside from a slight stinging and cold sensation, he felt no other discomfort, so he concluded that someone must have bandaged his back with great skill.

"Boss!"

Lost in thought, Fica's voice suddenly boomed from the side.

A few seconds later, the red-haired boy came closer, his eyes and nose red, clutching a wet towel in his hand. The towel was still dripping water, which dripped onto Roy's hand, warm.

"You're finally awake, boss!"

"You've slept for a whole day and night!"

Roy opened his mouth, his throat was very dry, as if it had been sanded.

He tried to speak, but the sound got stuck in his throat, producing only a muffled gurgling sound like a bubble bursting.

Serapika walked over from the other side of the bed, carrying a glass of water.

She placed the water glass on the bedside table, and the glass clinked against the wooden tabletop with a crisp "ding".

They didn't say "drink water," nor did they say "you're awake."

He simply placed the cup there, then stepped back, his brown pupils reflecting Roy's pale face.

Roy turned his head, looked at her for two seconds, then reached out, picked up the water glass, and took a sip.

The water temperature was just right, neither too hot nor too cold.

"Thanks."

His voice was very soft, so soft that it sounded like he was talking to the glass of water.

Serapika didn't speak, but simply nodded and tucked the stray hairs that were falling to the side of her face behind her ear.

She has two small piercings on her earlobes, but she doesn't wear earrings.

Roy sat up in bed.

The bandage on my right hand was blindingly white under the light, and my little finger was held in place by a splint and couldn't bend.

The wound on my back was covered with ointment, which felt cool, but I could still feel a slight stinging sensation as my skin was being pulled when I moved.

He pulled his legs out of the blanket and stepped barefoot onto the floor. The floor was cold, and a refreshing coolness rose up from the soles of his feet.

"Boss, the doctor said you're healing very quickly, and you should be able to be discharged in two more days."

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Towards the end, the red-haired boy's voice suddenly became very soft, as if he had something difficult to say.

Roy could see the red-haired boy's predicament. He knew that Fika must have something to say, but didn't know how to say it.

Judging from the gray backpack piled up in the corner, Roy had already guessed the red-haired boy's thoughts.

"You're leaving, right?"

Loy turned his gaze away from the gray backpack and looked at Fica, his eyes calm and gentle.

"You know, boss..."

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Fica's voice came from the side, not as excited as before, but with a strange, low tone, as if afraid of being overheard.

"I want to take the Hunter Exam."

Roy blinked and carefully examined the strange red-haired boy in front of him.

The boy's face was no longer as round as before; there was a faint scar on his cheekbone, left from the battle on the ship. His eyes were still bright, not because they were unafraid of that kind of brightness, but because they were a well-thought-out brightness.

"Boss, after this experience, I realized how weak I am. I can't help at all when something happens..."

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I don't want to feel like a burden anymore; I don't want to always be standing behind you.

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Fica's voice was a little hoarse and strained: "I want to become stronger, strong enough to help you."

After listening to the boy's monologue, Roy neither said yes nor no.

He simply reached out and patted Fica on the shoulder.

The force wasn't strong, but it was real: "Go ahead, I'll wait for you, I look forward to our next meeting."

Fica's eyes reddened again, but he didn't cry.

He nodded vigorously, as if making a vow to himself.

"I'm leaving too."

Just then, Serapika's voice came from beside the bed, neither loud nor soft, with a faint, crisp sound like ice being broken.

Roy looked at her, his silver-gray eyes showing no surprise or astonishment, only indifference.

"Really? Have you decided where to go?"

Her lips moved slightly: "I'm going back to the Kurta tribe..."

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As he spoke, Serapika drew the short sword from his waist, held it up to his eyes, glanced at the blade, and then sheathed it.

bass!

The short sword and the belt buckle made a soft, crisp sound as they collided.

Then, she threw the knife, sheath and all, towards the red-haired boy: "Keep it safe, return it to me next time we meet."

A blush crept onto the girl's face. She didn't tell the red-haired boy the meaning behind her giving him the dagger, nor did she tell him what it meant for the girl of the Kuruta tribe.

Because they are not strong enough to act recklessly.

But... next time, the next time they meet, things will definitely be different. At that time, she will tell Fica what she means directly.

Turning her gaze away from the red-haired boy, Serapika looked back at Roy and said, "Boss, you're welcome to visit the Kurta tribe sometime."

Roy smiled but didn't say anything. He just nodded and then looked away from her face, his gaze falling on the unbelievably blue sky outside the window, illuminated by sunlight.

The three people stood in the small lounge, one in white, one in red, and one in brown, like three trees that grew from the same piece of land, their roots still intertwined, but their branches and leaves already stretching out in different directions.

Clang!

The door to the lounge was pushed open.

Bisky walked in.

Her blonde twin ponytails swayed behind her, and her pink dress fluttered gently above her knees.

She wasn't tall, but when she walked in, the air in the whole room seemed to sink for a moment.

It wasn't her aura, it was her weight; this girl, who looked like a middle school student, took every step with firm footing.

"Oh dear, everyone's here?"

Her voice was high-pitched, with an exaggerated, cloying sweetness, like she was coaxing a child.

The emerald green pupils swept from Fica to Serapika, from Serapika to Roy, and finally settled on Roy's bandaged right hand.

"Not bad, you can still sit up."

Yun Gu followed behind her, pushing up the old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses on his nose.

The shirt was half tucked in and half showing, one pant leg was rolled up and the other wasn't, making him look like he'd just woken up and been pulled over.

He glanced at Roy, his lips moved slightly, but no sound came out. However, his mouth movements were probably saying "Get some rest."

Bisky walked up to Roy, put her hands on her hips, and looked up at him. She had to look up; she was too short.

Her emerald green pupils reflected Roy's silver-gray eyes, and she pursed her lips as if examining a product she hadn't yet seen clearly.

"I heard you cut Hisoka's neck off?"

Roy nodded: "It was all a coincidence, just a coincidence."

"Tsk."

Bisky shook her head, her golden ponytail swaying behind her.

"What do you mean by coincidence? That's your skill..."

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"It's a pity that he didn't die even after all that; he's incredibly lucky."

Boom!

Bisky extended a finger and tapped Roy's forehead lightly but accurately.

"You too, you almost killed yourself."

"Sixty percent of your physical limits have been unlocked. Your little body will fall apart if you hold on for even one more second."

Roy gave an awkward smile and didn't say anything.

Bisky withdrew her finger, tilted her head, and something indescribable appeared in her emerald green pupils.

A more complex, unusual expression.

"Oh, right."

She turned around and took a glass from Yun Gu's hand.

The cup was filled with water, the surface of which was as calm as a mirror, and a green leaf was placed in the very center of the mirror.

"Come on, let's take a test."

The glass was placed in front of Roy's bed. A few small ripples appeared on the calm surface of the glass, but they returned to calm after a few seconds.

This is... a water-viewing style?

Roy looked at the cup and his brow twitched.

"Water-viewing style".

Bisky pointed to the cup, her emerald green eyes reflecting Roy's calm face.

"You've already started taking the introductory course on the Mind Source Flow for the Mind Test Department, right?"

"That's a good opportunity to take a test and see what your natural affinities are."

Looking at the strange water glass, Fica leaned closer, and the redhead almost fell into the glass.

Serapika stood a few steps away, her brown pupils also glancing in this direction.

"Department?"

Roy asked in confusion, even though he had watched Hunter x Hunter in his previous life and knew some general information.

For example, he knew that the Water Sense was a common method for testing Nen attributes, but he could hardly remember how many types of Nen there were.

He only knew that there were three types: Enhancement, Change, and Specialization. As for the others, he knew they existed, but he couldn't recall how many there were.

"That's right, the department..."

Bang!

Bisky sat on the bed, a lollipop in her mouth, her two slender, white feet swinging back and forth on the edge of the bed: "And there are roughly six types of Nen abilities."

Bisky stretched out her right hand, spread her five fingers, thought for a moment, and then added her thumb: "Enhancement type, Transmutation type, Conjuration type, Manipulation type, Emission type, and Special type."

She bent one finger for each word she spoke.

When talking about special abilities, all five fingers bent down, leaving only a bare fist.

"Six types?"

Fica blinked, and her red hair almost brushed against Bisky's face.

Six kinds.

Bisky pulled the lollipop out of her mouth and drew a circle in the air.

"Don't interrupt, let me finish."

She put the lollipop back in her mouth and continued, her words muffled, "The Water Test is used to determine which type you are."

"Pour your Nen into this cup and see how the water reacts. That will tell you your innate element."

Bisky pointed to the glass on the table filled with clear water, the surface of which was as calm as a small mirror, with a thin green leaf floating in the center.

"Then—what kind of reaction will each department have?" Fika's eyes sparkled, like a puppy waiting to be fed.

"Enhancement type... The water volume will increase, and it will overflow."

Biskey raised his index finger.

"Change type... The taste of water can change; it can be sweet, sour, or spicy."

"Conjuration type... all sorts of random things will appear in the water, like sand, crystals, or something else."

"The control system... The leaf in the cup moves, not in the way that it's blown by the wind, but like a fish swimming on its own."

"Emitting...the color of the water will change, turning from transparent to another color."

Bisky rattled off five names in one breath, then stopped, took a sip of her lollipop, and turned her emerald green eyes to look at Roy.

"If any of the above five changes occur, then you are a trait-based character."

Bisky pushed the water glass towards Roy and watched him quietly.

Under Bisky's focused gaze, Roy lowered his head slightly, his eyes fixed on the glass of water.

Specialization... He did have this term in his memories from his past life, but he couldn't remember exactly what it meant.

I only vaguely remember that Kurapika is a Specialist, and Chrollo is also a Specialist... It seems that they are types that can only be activated under certain conditions.

"Shall I give it a try?"

Roy extended his left hand and placed his palm against the side of the cup.

The glass was cool, and a chilly sensation came through my palm.

Feeling the coldness, Roy closed his eyes and let his consciousness sink.

He covered the surface of the water glass with the Nen he had just recovered.

The next second! ......

The water in the glass began to change. It didn't increase in volume, change color, change taste, freeze, or grow anything.

It gets heavier!

The water surface began to sag, as if an invisible finger was pressing down from above, creating a whirlpool.

The vortex spun faster and deeper, and the water in the cup decreased, not from evaporation, but from compression.

Fica's mouth dropped open.

He saw the water in the glass change from a liquid to a semi-solid state, and then from a semi-solid state to a fist-sized, transparent, jelly-like sphere, suspended an inch above the bottom of the glass, slowly rotating.

The green leaf at the bottom of the glass was squeezed to the glass wall, sticking to the glass and remaining motionless.

"Specialty System..."

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Roy stared at the strange phenomenon in the water glass and murmured something under his breath.

Bisky pulled the lollipop out of her mouth; the stick was still covered in saliva and glistened under the light.

"really."

Her voice was very soft, so soft it was as if she were talking to the ball.

"You are a Specialist..."

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Bisky raised her eyebrows, and the smile in her eyes deepened.

"Specialization type?"

Fica tilted his head, looking at the floating jelly ball.

"My boss is a Specialization type, doesn't that mean he's awesome?"

Bisky raised her index finger and waved it from side to side in front of her: "No, no, in the world of Nen, there is no hierarchy among the six elements."

"A special trait doesn't mean it's very strong; it just means it's special and not easy to appear... that's all."

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