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Gourmet Hunter - Chapter 465
🕑 Added 2024-06-28 03:58:33 +0000 UTCChapter 465: Voice Penetrates the Marrow
Four corpses lay on the ground in the room, the scent of blood permeating the air.
Luo smiled, looking kindly at Clover, waiting for a response.
Clover's eyes trembled slightly, sweat beading on his face and soaking his back. He hesitated for a moment, speaking with a glimmer of hope, "What if I refuse?"
"Mm."
Hearing Clover's words, Luo pondered, picked up the teacup, and drank the tea spiked with zombie powder in one gulp. This seemingly deliberate action invisibly increased Clover's psychological pressure.
After drinking the tea, he slowly put down the cup.
Luo looked at Clover and smiled, "I have countless ways to kill you. I'll allow you to choose one."
Clover's body trembled slightly, forcing himself to remain calm as he said in a deep voice, "If you kill me, you'll be classified as an A-level murderer, and the highest priority capture operation will be launched against you."
"You don't need to worry about that."
Luo raised his hand, conjured a book, and, in front of Clover, held his heart in his palm.
"Your heart is with me. Even if we're thousands of miles apart, with a single thought, you will experience the world's greatest pain. A little more force, and I can crush your heart, killing you instantly."
"Lies, hostility, tension..."
"I can know everything through this heart."
"So, don't lie to me, don't harbor hostility towards me."
Luo could feel Clover's heart beating faster, revealing the owner's inability to stay calm.
"Don't be nervous. As I said, we still have the opportunity to cooperate. It depends on whether you want to seize it."
After speaking, Luo sealed the heart into the book. The so-called lie detection and hostility were Luo's tricks, but he believed Clover would choose to believe them.
To increase his persuasiveness, Luo slightly moved his thought, causing Clover to feel excruciating pain, moderate enough to prevent him from screaming.
Clover groaned, his face turning paler.
The heart-wrenching pain came suddenly and disappeared quickly.
Looking up, Clover saw Luo's smiling face, like a judge holding the book of life and death.
"Even if I agree, I can't escape the higher-ups," Clover said weakly, lowering his head.
"Mr. Clover, I said I have countless ways to kill you, and that doesn't just apply to you. It includes the high-ranking official named Morin." Luo said calmly.
"You know nothing about Morin." Clover's head snapped up.
The intense reaction did not stir Luo in the slightest.
"That's why you are here," Luo smiled. "The first thing after establishing a cooperative relationship is to tell me everything you know. So, will you cooperate, or die?"
Clover opened his mouth, never feeling so tormented.
Luo was not in a hurry, propping his chin, quietly watching Clover.
Both sitting at the table, but with completely different reactions and emotions.
After a long time, Clover gritted his teeth and said, "You must guarantee my safety and return my freedom after the matter is done!"
"OK."
Luo agreed readily.
You should be glad it was me you met, Mr. Clover.
Otherwise, do you think you still have the right to negotiate?
Thereafter, Luo extracted all the information about Morin from Clover.
An important high-ranking official, not overwhelmingly powerful but capable of easily killing Clover, who had connections in both black and white worlds. This was the fundamental reason for Clover's helplessness.
Luo was sure he had no enmity with this Morin. The other party targeting him was most likely due to remnants of the Seiren Squad.
Since the other party had shown their fangs, Luo naturally planned to pull them out and eliminate potential threats.
However, rashly killing a high-ranking official could stir turmoil among the higher-ups of the Begrose United Nations, leading to unpredictable consequences.
Regardless, Luo was not Netero, bound by the Hunter Association, unable to act freely. Whether the opponent was a high-ranking official or the prime minister, if they posed a threat, Luo's response was to eliminate it.
After completely subduing Clover, Luo sent a message to Salin, who had boarded the ship, telling her not to look for other cooperation partners and then headed to the Ancient Tree Museum.
In yesterday's attack, some of the museum's collections were damaged, and the largest tree had a big hole smashed by the Phantom Troupe. Fortunately, its foundation was not shaken, and it only needed some repairs.
Luo entered the museum with a clear goal: to absorb the nen-infused artifacts. After a round, the average data had not broken through 75%, making progress difficult.
"Dark Sonata."
Luo climbed the stairs to the top floor, gazing at the Dark Sonata inside the glass case. Wisps of black gas floated around it, slowly drifting.
Absorbing nen from artifacts varied in quality. For example, absorbing a hundred ordinary artifacts might only yield a 1% increase, but something like the Dark Sonata could provide a 1% to 3% boost with just one item.
Luo reached out and took the Dark Sonata from the display case.
The moment he touched it, the white smoke font gave a prompt.
"Absorb," Luo silently commanded.
The wisps of black gas frantically surged into Luo's palm.
At the same time, countless memory fragments rushed into Luo's mind, changing the scene before he could even check his gains, all in the blink of an eye.
"Where is this?"
Luo found himself standing on a stage without any electrical equipment. Sunlight streamed through the stained glass ceiling, casting a rainbow of colors on the stage.
Nearby stood a black piano, and the audience seats below were fully occupied.
Luo looked up, only seeing blurred faces, and couldn't hear any sound.
"Thump thump."
Footsteps echoed loudly in the silent world.
Luo followed the sound, seeing a man in a black tailcoat, his face as indistinct as the audience's, shrouded in thick fog.
The man sat at the piano, his hands lightly resting on the keys, motionless.
The audience below applauded, but Luo couldn't hear it.
At that moment, the man pressed the keys, the cold sound like steel beads scattering on ice.
Once started, it was unending. Melodies poured from the black and white keys, an inexhaustible force spreading from slow to fast, filling the concert hall.
"Hmm?"
Luo clearly saw the man's hands silently turn into bones while playing, and the audience below fell into chaos. Those listening to the music turned into skeletons clothed in white smoke.
Luo's ears only heard the piano, while the chaos below seemed like a silent movie.
Flesh dissolved, white smoke surged.
The skeletons didn't die. They panicked and ran towards the door, while the man continued playing, his arms reduced to bones, fingers still precisely striking the keys.
Even with the man's face shrouded in fog, Luo saw it was... hysterical madness!
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