Chapter 275 One Step Away

The excavation of the ruins of the Akashal Underground Palace is not a major task in itself. In terms of confidentiality, strictly speaking, it cannot even be called a secret.

 But this excavation work was led by Jin.

 Hence the strict confidentiality measures.

 So Hisoka simply cannot track Moro's whereabouts through conventional intelligence channels.

  In this case, if you want to catch any clues about Moreau, unless Moreau takes the initiative to turn on the communication equipment to contact him, but this is obviously impossible to happen.

 In a sense, Moreau is like disappearing from the world.

 In order to find Moreau, Hisoka can only put his hope in the upcoming hunter test.

Since the hunter test will change the assessment venue every year, and the test organizer will set up various traps on the way to the assessment venue, just going to the assessment venue is already a laborious task.

 However, Hisoka's desire to find Moreau was too strong, and he was willing to endure it even if the journey to the assessment venue was particularly boring.

 With this mood in mind, Hisoka finally arrived at the first assessment venue of the 286th hunter test on January 7, 1998.

 This year's first level assessment venue is an ancient castle built on the top of a mountain.

  After Hisoka was thrown down by the guide, he walked straight into the hall of the castle.

 The hall is usually used for banquets, so it is very wide.

 When Hisoka came to the hall, hundreds of candidates had already gathered inside.

 In the crowd, some veterans almost immediately looked at Hisoka.

  Among these veterans are Dongba, who has participated in more than 30 tests, and familiar faces such as Greta, a master of blowing darts, the three Amory brothers who always rely on tacit cooperation to achieve excellent results, and Papen, the snake charmer.

  They did not know Hisoka, but the moment Hisoka stepped into the hall, they felt an unspeakable sense of crisis from Hisoka.


  "What is this person's background? He feels so dangerous."

    Veterans with extraordinary strength and rich experience all made similar judgments in their hearts.

 Seeking profits and avoiding risks is a quite routine operation for them, so they just glanced at Hisoka and then avoided looking at him.

 But even if their reaction was quick enough, they could not hide it from Hisoka who was now extremely hungry and thirsty.

   "Will you be here?"

 Hisoka squinted his eyes slightly, trying his best to suppress the killing intent that was about to get out of control, and followed the trajectory of his eyes just now, looking at the veterans in the venue one by one.

 But after looking around, nothing was found.

  And his move set off alarm bells in the hearts of those veterans.

But no matter what the veterans felt, Hisoka didn't care at all and just kept looking at every candidate present.

 After several inspections, Hisoka didn't find Moreau, so he slowly lowered his head.

 "Disappointed and disappointed—

 His golden pupils that had lost focus were staring at the ground, and his lips were moving.

 Hisoka's voice was very soft, so to others, he just lowered his head and remained silent.

And because Hisoka was so aggressive as soon as he entered the venue, his behavior at this moment made the candidates around him feel a little weird.

 What on earth did this guy want to do?

  Almost all the candidates around him had the same doubts.

 That is to say, the veterans noticed Hisoka's danger for the first time and had already made the decision to stay as far away from Hisoka as possible in the next test.

  Their approach of seeking profits and avoiding risks will indeed allow them to escape disaster.

 Under the gaze of many eyes, Hisoka suddenly raised his head, revealing a slightly crazy face.

 His eyes were stretched to their maximum size, but the golden pupils shrank to the smallest size.

  Immediately, he shook his body, but his steps were extremely fast, and he suddenly walked quickly behind the nearest candidate like a ghost.

  "No."

 Hisoka lowered his head and pointed his gaze directly at the candidate's butt. In this way, he ruled out the possibility that the other party might be "

 disguised".

 That’s right.

  Xisuo is not willing to give in.

 Even if there was no difference in the sense of breath, he still had the last glimmer of hope, thinking that Moreau might have adopted a disguise.

 Based on this, Hisoka could only use this method for the final screening.

  The examinee who was suddenly targeted by Hisoka suddenly became cold all over and his body quickly became stiff.

  He didn't even dare to look back.

 Happily, that evil look only lasted for less than a second and then disappeared out of thin air.

 The examinee turned around slowly as if he was surviving a disaster, and then saw a scene that he would never forget.

Hisoka was like a ghost, walking among the candidates around him. Every time he stopped, he stared directly at other people's butts.

   「Is this normal?」

   The candidate was dumbfounded.

  It was his first time to participate in the hunter test. Like many newcomers, he was full of confidence after easily finding the assessment venue with his own ability.

 But now after seeing Hisoka's strange behavior, an unspeakable fear had a strong impact on his senses and cognition.

  "This person should be able to pass the test. Otherwise, come back next year, so you don't have to compete with him on the same stage."

  Inexplicable panic filled his chest, and the new candidate followed his heart and made the decision to quit and fight again next year.

 It doesn’t matter even if this move will be rejected by others.

 Compared with this, the new candidates do not want to compete with Hisoka on the same stage.

 It’s just a matter of waiting another year.

 Then use another year to enrich your own strength!

With the idea clear, the new candidate swings his slightly hard lower limbs and quietly walks towards the exit of the castle.

 No one noticed his move to leave secretly, because Hisoka's abnormal behavior attracted the attention of other candidates.

   "Hey, where did this pervert come from!!!"

   "Why is he staring at his butt?"

   "Who knows, damn, I always think this guy is dangerous."

  "Don't, don't come here!"

  Some candidates quickly calmed down after realizing that Hisoka would only stare at Hisoka's butt for about a second.

 But the candidates with a poor mentality will have their souls severely impacted.

 Leave them alone, even Dongba, who has participated in more than 30 tests, was sweating coldly, and subconsciously covered his shoulder bag with his hands.

 As a veteran with rich testing experience, what kind of candidates have not seen in Dongba?

 But Hisoka's appearance still made him realize the vastness of the world.

 "It's so scary, this newcomer!"

 Dongba's lips trembled slightly.

 In this way, Hisoka watched the buttocks of all the candidates as if no one else was watching.

 In the end, he came to a conclusion that made him particularly disappointed.

     

  Hisoka's voice was as soft as a sigh. His originally straight and tall body suddenly lost strength and stooped slightly. His arms hung weakly by his side, swinging gently with his steps.

 His whole person seemed to have suddenly lost interest and become dull.

 However,

 The murderous intention that had been suppressed before was like a beast about to be released from its cage, trying to replace the dull mood.

 In the eyes of all the candidates, Hisoka in this state has become more dangerous even though he is no longer as aggressive as before.

  In the control room of the old castle.

The examiner in charge of the first level of the hunter test saw the situation of all the candidates through surveillance, and naturally noticed Hisoka who was full of presence.

 "Where did this lunatic come from."

 The examiner held a handkerchief and kept wiping the cold sweat that broke out from his forehead.

 This job seems to be thankless!

 But it doesn’t matter, the passing rate or anything like that is not within the examiner’s consideration at all.

  In the ruins of the Akashal Underground Palace.

 Morrow is preparing to deal with the last living dead on the roof of the underground palace.

 At this moment, how could he expect that Hisoka would go to take part in the hunter test in order to find him?

This move directly allowed the candidates in the assessment venue to experience a shocking education on the so-called species diversity.

 In fact, Moro, who now only wants to collect the energy of the annual rings and improve his telekinesis ability, has long forgotten the possibility that Hisoka will come to him.

  "The last one."

  Standing on the wide stone platform, Moreau looked at the many hanging roots above.

 Among those roots, there is only a solitary, withered, pocket-sized human body.

  In order to clear out these potential threats, Moreau spent a lot of time.

 As for the collection of annual ring energy, just as he had judged at the beginning, he would probably accumulate about 10% of the income.

 Now, his third annual ring energy has reached 71%.

      

  Morrow condensed a teleportation bullet between his fingers, and with just one finger in the air, the teleportation bullet flew out, accurately destroying the withered miniature human body.

 As the miniature human body collapsed and shattered, a wisp of black smoke-like thoughts of death flew out from the wreckage and struck towards Moreau with a clear target.

 Morrow raised his right hand with ease, took the flying black thought of death into his hand, and instantly refined it.

 The black thoughts of death then disappeared.

 The annual energy ring on the back of the hand has finally increased a bit, settling at 72%.

 While receiving the impact of the torrent of memory information, Moreau looked as normal, as if he had become immune.

  In fact,

    is just more adaptable.

  The negative feelings that should be there will still be there.

 A few seconds later.

 Huge amounts of memory information disappeared into thin air.

 Morrow took a long breath and glanced at the back of his hand without any trace.

 Only 28% of the energy is left. Coupled with the unabsorbed death thoughts in the palace, it can go further.

 However, Moro now pays more attention to the improvement of the ability of the Starlight Condensation than the harvest of annual ring energy.

  If it were him now, he should have been able to overcome a certain degree of information overload weakness.

  Among other things, the accuracy of reading information has also been significantly improved.

 This is one of his achievements during this period.

  "Jin, it's done here."

  Morrow retracted his gaze from the top of the underground palace and turned to look at the exit of the passage.

 There, Jin was talking with several colleagues.

 Hearing Moreau's voice, Jin turned his head to signal his companion to wait, and then strode over.

  He came to Moreau's side, but his eyes looked beyond him and towards the tightly sealed palace in front of him.

  "Then all that's left is the afterlife thoughts in the palace."

  Jin paused and asked with concern: "Moro, do you need to rest?"

During this period, Moreau's process of dealing with the thoughts of death at the top became more and more relaxed, and Jin even saw it.

 But out of caution and concern, if Moreau needs to rest, he is willing to wait an extra day or two.

   "No need, today we just deal with the last tail, there will be no impact."

  Morrow shook his head.

 Jin saw this and immediately started to make arrangements: "Okay, Tessa and the others just happened to be here, I will let them down."

 Tessa is another mind-removing expert in Jin's team and is also Sambika's master.

 Because this palace in the underground palace, for some unknown reason, is actually a sealed building structure.

Considering the possible risks inside the palace, Jin called Tessa. In fact, he meant Tessa's apprentice Sambika.

 With such a powerful professional virus hunter, we can deal with many potential risks.

 Hence the same sentence, professional matters should be left to experts.

  In the circle of professional hunters, this practice has become commonplace,

  About half an hour later.

  Tessa and Sambika came out of the passage and saw Jin and Morrow who had been waiting for a long time.

 Morrow had already known from King in advance that Sambika would come, so it was not surprising.

 But Sambica didn’t know that Moreau was here, so after seeing Moreau, he was stunned for a moment and almost didn’t recognize him.

 After all, it had been a year since we had seen each other. Although Moreau's facial features had not changed much, his muscles and bones had undergone earth-shaking changes. His muscular lines were vaguely visible even through his clothes.

  "Moro?"

 Sambica was surprised by Moreau's presence, her obsidian eyes widened slightly, and there was a trace of surprise in her eyes after a long separation.

  She has always been a loner, and because of her personality, she has only a handful of friends, and Moreau is one of them. "Long time no see, Sambika."

 In this world of the jungle, he has always had a good impression of this kind-hearted professional virus hunter.

  "Business matters."

   Tessa suddenly stepped forward and stood in front of Sambika like a hen guarding her young.

 Beside him, Jin looked at Tessa's strange behavior, with a strange color flashing in his eyes.

   Tessa seemed to be aware of it and gave Jin a cold look.

Jin was originally curious, but Tessa glared at her inexplicably, and she suddenly had a question mark.

How did he know that after the incident at the Institute of Virology, Tessa had already classified Moreau and him in the same category, both of them were shrewd men who were good at seducing others.

Now that she sees Moreau and Jin mixed together, Tessa is even more convinced of her senses, and because at Jin’s request,

she has to bring Sambika to Moreau, so she won’t give Jin a good look.

If Jin knew what Tessa was thinking, he would definitely cry out that she was wronged.

 Those who knew him well would not think that he was wronged.