HunterxHunter: I Became Stronger After Death

The Shadow Beasts were the pride of the Ten Dons.

They were also the ten strongest gang members selected from within the power sphere of the Ten Districts of the Six Continents.

Leech, Bat, Maggot, Sick Dog, Earthworm, Porcupine, Slug, Poison Mosquito, Owl, Lizard…

These names, more like aliases, had gradually led the gang members to forget the true names of the Shadow Beasts.

All they knew was that the Shadow Beasts represented the pinnacle of combat power within the entire gang.

Moro browsed through the intelligence on the Shadow Beasts that Kanzai had sent over.

His original intention was to have Kanzai help him acquire information on Morena's whereabouts, but even the Hunter Website had no leads.

People like the Ten Dons and Morena seemed to change their hideouts at any moment.

In the original story, Illumi had to rely on Kortopi's ability to locate the Ten Dons within a limited time frame.

Although he hadn't been able to purchase information on Morena's location, Kanzai, perhaps in an effort to "comfort" Moro, enthusiastically sent over various pieces of intelligence, including details on the Shadow Beasts, and even specifically noted that there was no charge.

Moro could only accept this, briefly reviewing the information in his hotel room, at least committing the appearances of the Shadow Beasts to memory.

After going through the intelligence, Moro first sent a message of thanks to Kanzai, then politely responded to Sampaika as well.

Compared to Kanzai's enthusiasm, Sampaika's reply regarding intelligence matters was far more direct and firm in its refusal.

At a glance, Moro could tell that it wasn't Sampaika who had written the message—it was most likely her strong-willed master.

Even so, Moro could only feign ignorance and respond politely.

The Next Evening.

Napiste Auction House.

Dressed in formal attire, Moro arrived early at the auction house.

His auction items had been assigned to different auction halls.

Among them, the Scarlet Eyes were placed in Hall C, which had the third-highest number of potential buyers.

According to Gel's explanation, the Scarlet Eyes were added to the auction list midway through and, being human organs, were a relatively niche collectible.

To ensure they fetched a high price, the Scarlet Eyes were scheduled as the final item at a theme auction dedicated to human organ collectors in Hall C.

Moro didn't care about this arrangement.

His main reason for attending tonight's auction was to bid on an item in Hall A.

Hall A mainly dealt in antiques, miscellaneous historical items, and aged artworks.

If any of these items had Nen-infused properties, he would try to acquire them.

However, Hall A had the largest number of buyers, and with his budget of just over ten billion, the chances of successfully winning a bid were slim.

Following the staff's guidance, Moro arrived at Hall A and took a seat toward the back.

Once seated, he quietly observed the other buyers in the auction hall.

There were still about thirty minutes before the auction started, and more buyers were arriving.

Suddenly, a commotion broke out near the entrance.

Moro looked over and saw Baterra and his group heading toward the front seats.

Nearby buyers, upon recognizing the wealthy tycoon Baterra, immediately started whispering among themselves.

The topic of their discussion, naturally, was Baterra's determination to obtain the Greed Island game.

"What, are you interested in Greed Island?"

Just as Moro was observing Baterra's group, a soft, delicate female voice suddenly sounded behind him.

—When did she get there…?!

Moro's eyes sharpened in an instant, his body instinctively opening all his aura nodes—only to immediately suppress them the next moment.

Because he quickly realized…

The one who had snuck up behind him without making a sound was none other than Biscuit.

She did it on purpose.

Moro sighed inwardly before turning his head.

There, he saw Biscuit resting her arms on the wide chair back, smiling sweetly at him.

"A cute girl like you should probably avoid—"

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Biscuit's smile froze, and she quickly raised both hands to make an X sign.

Seeing her reaction, Moro remained expressionless and said flatly, "Alright, the super ultra-cute young girl."

"…"

Biscuit shuddered, momentarily forgetting her usual composure, and rolled her eyes. "Wow, you're really petty. I was just messing with you a little."

"What?"

Moro put on a confused expression, as if he truly didn't understand what Biscuit meant.

Of course, Biscuit saw through his act immediately. "Quit playing dumb. You don't act like a teenager at all. What a waste of that handsome face of yours."

Moro's lips twitched.

—When it comes to acting one's age, Auntie, you're the one who really needs some self-reflection.

Of course, he could only keep this thought to himself.

Unless he had a death wish.

"That untreated green emerald… did Gel sell it to you?"

Swallowing his words, Moro took the initiative to bring up the emerald.

Biscuit smiled again and replied seriously, "No, he didn't."

"Oh?"

Moro glanced at Biscuit's smiling face and frowned slightly.

—Why is she smiling so happily if she didn't buy it?

For a brief moment, a thought crossed his mind—did Gel get "disciplined" by this old lady pretending to be young?

The more he considered the possibility, the deeper his frown became.

"Haha, just kidding."

Seeing Moro starting to worry about Gel, Biscuit's smile widened even more.

Moro was speechless. He relaxed his brows but kept his face expressionless. "A cute girl like you—"

"Speak properly!"

Biscuit swiftly smacked Moro's forehead, using forceful yet precise control. Moro could feel the impact, but it didn't hurt.

—She's fast. And her control is terrifying… I could feel the hit, but she made sure it wouldn't actually hurt.

Moro raised his hand to touch his forehead, using the motion to conceal the surprise in his eyes.

Biscuit pulled her hand back and smirked. "Gel didn't sell it to me. He gave it to me for free."

"What?!"

Moro was stunned and immediately doubted her words.

The Gel he knew wasn't just passionate about untreated gemstones—he also valued money immensely.

It was hard to imagine him giving away an untreated green emerald just like that.

"Hmph, don't be fooled by my delicate and cute appearance. I'm actually very famous in the gemstone world."

Biscuit raised a finger and waved it smugly. "And your business partner happens to admire my reputation. That's why he was so generous with the gemstone."

"…Is that so."

Moro remained skeptical.

As they conversed, the auction hall's lights suddenly dimmed.

A spotlight illuminated the auction stage, revealing a young female auctioneer in an elegant black evening gown.

"Welcome, everyone. I'm sure you're all eager to bid on your desired treasures, so let's dive right into the auction. First up, a ceremonial execution blade from the Shiller Kingdom, dating back 600 years!"

As she finished speaking, an assistant wheeled in a display cart carrying the execution blade.

In his seat, Moro instinctively straightened his back, his sharp gaze locking onto the blade—dark Nen energy curled around it.

—A great start…

Behind him, Biscuit, noticing Moro's reaction, raised an eyebrow slightly.

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