Early morning, in the ward.

In Kurapika's blurred consciousness, the black-haired man holding a black knife appeared. He suddenly woke up and realized that he had been sent to the hospital at some point.

The white-haired man who had saved him before was now standing in front of the hospital bed, with one hand on his waist and looking at him silently.

"Hey, wake up."

You said, throwing the two wooden knives that had been prepared in his hand towards Kurapika, who caught them steadily.

Looking at the wooden sword in his hand that was the same style as his previous sword, Kurapika looked confused:

"At that time... wasn't it pinched by that guy?"

He tried to pull out the blade by holding the handle, and saw dense black lines engraved on it.

It seems to be consistent with the carvings on some ancient artifacts.

It was also from this that Kurapika confirmed that the wooden sword in his hand was not the original, but one specially found by the other party.

"Why save me?"

Kurapika suddenly spoke, raised his head and looked at the white-haired man in front of him, and asked: "Also, who are you? What is your purpose?"

He didn't think that anyone would save him for no reason, and he couldn't easily trust that other people's good intentions were completely genuine.

A guy like that who can dedicate himself to others without any purpose is basically impossible in Kurapika's opinion.

It's just that the almost superhuman strength that the other party showed before... made him unable to think of a way to escape.

"Haha, relax."

You reached into his pocket and took out a card with a hunter pattern on it, and said with a smile:

"I am a professional hunter, my name is You. It is just a matter of convenience to save you. I have no other purpose."

"Anyway, you were lucky this time... you happened to meet me. But next time, you may not be so lucky."

There were only You and Kurapika in the ward, and there were no monitoring devices.

"You are a survivor of the Kuluta tribe, right?" he said with a sad smile.

Although the voice was not loud, Kurapika's hair stood up when he heard the words, and his blood flow and heartbeat accelerated a bit.

"What is your purpose?" Kurapika asked calmly, trying to stay calm.

"Didn't I say...it has no purpose."

As you spoke, you saw that Kurapika's eyes did not change color even if his identity was revealed, and he smiled lightly.

He is indeed a talent that can be created.

"I know your identity, and I also know that there is a grudge between you and the Phantom Troupe. Coincidentally, I also have a grudge against the Phantom Troupe. If you include this, there are actually many things in common between you and me... …”

"For example, they all have a pair of coveted eyes."

Saying this, You took off his sunglasses, revealing his pair of blue eyes that were as blue as the glacier sea.

"If I want to kill you, I can do it at any time...so there's no need to be so nervous."

"..."

Kurapika fell silent. The key was exactly what the other party said. He couldn't even see clearly in the previous battle, let alone resist.

No matter before or after the coma, the other party did not show any malice.

Rather, it was because he was too nervous...even he treated his savior like an enemy.

"Sorry, I was rude earlier." Kurapika sat on the hospital bed, nodded politely, and his mood gradually returned to calm.

You looked at the other party's gentle and polite attitude, smiled sincerely, and waved his hand to indicate that nothing was wrong.

"I will leave here today, and the rest will be up to you."

"The two knives in your hand are my test work. They will be much tougher than ordinary knives. If we meet again later, tell me about your experience of using them... Also, please pay attention to how long the patterns on them last. ”

Hearing this, Kurapika lowered his head and glanced at the wooden sword, and quickly agreed to this simple condition.

"Good luck."

After saying that, You disappeared.

Kurapika looked around and after confirming that he was the only one left in the ward, his mood became tense again.

Kurapika clenched the blade in his hand and left the hospital after confirming that he could walk.

Although the white-haired hunter's whereabouts are uncertain, his characteristics are very obvious, and with his identity as a hunter, it will be easy to find out later.

You were in no hurry to leave Boldock City.

Instead, he finally searched for Shi'er's traces in the city and confirmed that the aura of the other party and the hunter named Duolong had disappeared, and then he finally left the city with confidence.

After all, with Kurapika's strength, it should be more than enough to deal with ordinary people.

As long as there was no Shir, Kurapika would not be in the same predicament as before.

In the final analysis, the reason why Shi'er appears in this world is also because of him, an outsider who appeared earlier.

"Is this the butterfly effect..." Youmo sighed.

Then he followed the information sent by Bi Siji before and rushed towards the corresponding coordinates.

Speaking of which, it was not until he received the news that he belatedly remembered that Pi You, who studied ancient Chinese literature, was the Mao Rabbit of the twelve earthly branches today.

It seems that judging from his appearance alone, he is not much older than him, but he is already a two-star ancient document hunter.

If he is not a master of telekinesis who hides his age like Bisiki, then the other party's talent is indeed astonishing... coupled with his achievements in the field of ancient literature, he can indeed be regarded as a genius among geniuses.

A few days later.

The northern part of the continent of Eulubian.

There is an ancient city named 'Dolabu' located in the yellow sand.

Piyou and her team, stationed near the ruins found in the city, have been surveying here for nearly a month.

Today, the number of wounded and sick has exceeded her expectations.

Almost everyone was infected with bad thoughts of death after entering the ruins, and suffered from various strange diseases.

Some people have dragon scales growing on their skin, and some people have black eyes as a result...

Even Piyou himself has been vaguely feeling that he is surrounded by a bad atmosphere recently, and he can always hear a sad voice whispering in his ear every night when he sleeps.

And this is also the root cause of her poor sleep every night. She even has no time to play with her mobile phone during the day... She often feels sleepy because of it.

For this purpose, she specially hired a highly experienced mind-killer from the association.

Counting the time now...the other party is probably arriving soon.

"call……"

After the final round of discussion, Piyou, as the leader of the team, felt extremely dizzy.

When I got back to the room, I fell asleep.

But it felt like only a few minutes had passed... Piyou heard someone knocking hard on the door of the room.

She subconsciously wanted to cover her head, but the noise outside became louder and louder, and the originally lifeless camp became active for some reason.

“It’s so noisy!!!”

Piyou couldn't bear it anymore, and raised his hand to ruffle his hair as soon as he got up, as if he were an active volcano waiting to erupt, and his long-pent-up anger might erupt at any time.

She is already irritable and has been worrying a lot recently, but she can't find anyone to vent her negative emotions to when facing team members.

Now that she was noised again, her rare sleepiness suddenly disappeared, and everything turned into overwhelming anger.

Piyu opened the door.

Seeing that the person knocking on the door was his good partner Mia, his ugly face softened a little, but his tone was still a little unkind, and he said:

"What's the matter? Tell me quickly!"

"It seems that the mind-bending master you hired has arrived. He is currently treating patients in the camp. It seems to be very effective. Many people who were bedridden before can at least walk now."

"Um?!"

The gloom on Piyou's face swept away, and he took Mia's hand beside him and said:

"Quick! Take me to see it!"

"Just where the wounded man is, that guy has white hair and is younger than expected." Mia said timidly.

"ah?"

Piyou suddenly stopped and looked at Mia aside, wondering: "Young?"

"Isn't the person I invited seventy or eighty years old? How can he be young?"

"Perhaps... just like Miss Bisiki, she also uses her 'reading' ability to hide her age?" Mia said.

"Well, it's possible."

Piyou nodded seriously, and just as he was about to take a step, he turned his head and said to Mia aside:

"By the way, never mention anything about Si Ji's age in the future...let alone the fact that I told you secretly, do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand." Mia nodded, "After all, you told me at the time that if Bisiji talked about her age in front of her, the other party would become even more irritable than when you were angry."

"Don't say I taught you this."

After Piyou finished speaking, he was silent for a moment, and then his tone became a little unkind and said: "Also, who did you just say was irritable when they were angry?"

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