Hunter x Hunter: The Strongest Zoldyck

"Boss, when are you finally coming out?"

"If you don't come out now, your little brother is gone."

In the underground warehouse on the first basement level of the Ogley, Fica swallowed a piece of dry bread with difficulty.

This was his only piece of food in seven days.

Because not long after Lloyd went into seclusion, a major incident occurred on the Augley.

On the ship, people began to die one after another.

There are first, second, and third floors, and every floor has them. No matter if you were an ordinary person, a wealthy merchant, or a big shot on the third floor, you die very quickly, just like cutting leeks.

One crop after another.

Some of them died the same way as the captain, withering away, but most were killed by the man and woman.

The incident began the morning after the bodies of the captain and crew were discovered, when a big shot came down from the third deck.

With brown hair, a handsome face, and an elegant and noble demeanor, he looked like a member of the aristocracy.

"Has it finally appeared?"

This was the first thing he said after he appeared.

"Then let's begin..."

This was his second sentence.

Then two people rushed out from behind him. One was blond with blue eyes and a burly build, wearing a pair of dark gold brass knuckles. The other was voluptuous and graceful, with red hair and blue eyes, holding a crimson whip.

The two look very different and use different weapons, but their movements are surprisingly similar.

They began to slaughter those on the deck without any mercy.

The first to die was Wright. Ents, the elegant son of a senator, one wonders if he felt any resentment as he died like an ant. He probably did, but none of that matters now. In the face of death, there are no regrets.

Next was the seemingly aristocratic Lady Olaf, and then the others.

Within minutes, the crowd fell like wheat being harvested, utterly powerless to resist.

Fica considered fighting back, but upon seeing the two men's skills, which were no less impressive than Roy's, he immediately realized that he was no match for them.

So when he saw that things were not going well, he ran out early with the panicked crowd.

But... he did manage to escape...

But the matter was far from over.

After killing everyone on the second deck, the man and woman did not stop the killing... instead, they became even more frenzied.

First, there are the big shots on the third floor, then the powerful and wealthy on the second floor, and finally the ordinary people at the bottom.

The brutal killings lasted for a week, reducing the cruise ship, which originally carried thousands of people, to only a few hundred.

In addition to the man and woman, there was another unknown monster on the ship, who was also secretly killing people.

Under such encirclement, Fika could only constantly hide and change positions.

Never linger in any one place for too long.

But the consequences of his actions...

He simply couldn't stockpile food at all; he could only find a little bit by chance.

But... this is the last piece of bread.

goodong...

Fica's Adam's apple bobbed as a piece of bread fell into his stomach, filling a void in his heart.

The real feeling of having something in his stomach cheered him up a bit, his eyes began to focus again, and his strength began to return.

Hmm... I can hold on for another three days.

If we're careful, we should be able to wait until the boss comes out.

Once he comes out, there should be a solution! He's from the Zoldyck family, the number one family in the assassination world.

Unconsciously, Fica thought of Roy's figure. He always felt that things would definitely be different if Roy came out.

But boss, you have to hurry!

Otherwise, even if I wasn't killed by those two perverts, I would have been eaten by the monster hiding in the shadows.

Ha ha……

Leaning against the half-person-high empty wooden crate behind him, Fica smiled helplessly.

rustling...

After a moment of melancholy, Fica shifted his body to regain his composure.

He didn't want to die, and he couldn't die.

He's a man destined to become a hunter.

In the darkness, his tired eyes regained their luster.

Large and small wooden crates came into view in the storage room.

There should be some food in here, right?

With a quick glance, Fica had an idea for the wooden crates; he prepared to pry them open…

Anyway, most people are dead now, so these things are basically ownerless.

Do it when you think of it!

With a sharp look in his eyes, Fica prepared to take immediate action.

Time waits for no one; every second we wait increases the danger.

Snapped!

He braced himself with both hands on the ground, and his palms made a crisp sound as they touched the cold liquid.

The smooth, salty, and wet touch instantly dissipated the strength in his hands.

He almost lost his balance and fell over.

What is that?

Fica felt the foreign object in his hand, slowed his movements slightly as he stood up, and subconsciously looked down.

All that could be seen was the dim moonlight shining through the window.

A thin stream of dark red liquid was dripping from his hand.

It looks like blood...

Blood?

Why is there blood on my hands?

Am I injured?

No way...

I have no memory of where I was injured.

Fica, puzzled, turned and glanced at his right hand again.

But because it was the middle of the night and the light was dim, he couldn't see clearly and couldn't confirm it, so he brought his right hand closer to his eyes to take a closer look.

Now he finally saw it clearly.

It turned out that his hand wasn't injured, but rather stained with blood.

But where did I get this from?

A new question arose in Fica's mind.

"Um……"

Just as Fica was pondering, a groan suddenly rang out in the quiet warehouse.

The moan was soft and cold; it was a woman's voice.

The sound was very soft, but it was enough for Fika to hear in the quiet environment.

anyone?

Fica turned his gaze to the dark and deep interior of the warehouse.

Where does the sound come from...? By simply listening to the sound to pinpoint its location.

He roughly determined the source of the sound to be behind a large brown wooden box a few dozen steps away from him.

Shall we go take a look?

Fica hesitated. He didn't know whether he should go over there. What if it was a trap? What if there was danger?

……

Da da da……

In the end, his emotions prevailed over his reason, or rather, his kindness.

He eventually made it through.

He realized that the blood on his hands was from the ground he had just been on.

The source of the blood on the ground was in the direction from which the groans had just come from.

Someone is injured, possibly a girl.

Once this fact was clear, Fica could no longer afford to turn a blind eye.

He's not exactly a cold-blooded person, though.

Fica tiptoed and slowly approached the giant wooden crate.

Although he was certain that someone was injured, he did not go directly over just in case.

Instead, it stopped a few steps away from the wooden crate.

Then he took a few deep breaths and called out softly.

"Hello, do you need any help?"

crackling sounds...

Fica's question was followed by a flurry of panicked sounds.

After the sound, half a head slowly emerged from behind the giant wooden crate.

"How come it's you!"

Fica stared at the figure peeking out and exclaimed in surprise.