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Gourmet Hunter - Chapter 194
🕑 Added 2024-04-26 02:14:41 +0000 UTCChapter 194: Restoration
The gap between Luo and Antomu was evident in all aspects. In the recent battle, Luo indeed had a chance to win, but the outcome was a loss, and there was no doubt about it.
If Luo and Antomu were to fight again, Antomu could finish Luo off within thirty seconds, and that was no joke.
Using unique Nen tricks could only work the first time; if there was a second time, the gap between their hardware and software would become more apparent.
Antomu's strength was equivalent to top-tier first-class. Biscuit's expectation for Luo to be able to defeat Antomu within a hundred moves a year later was indeed a harsh demand.
"I admit you're strong, but this kid beating me? Dream on," Antomu said disdainfully, his face turning red as he gasped for air.
Biscuit looked at Antomu, stroking her chin and asked, "After reaching the 200th floor, how long did it take you to become the floor master?"
Antomu, still panting, replied, "Six years and seven months."
"What level do you think his strength falls into?" Biscuit casually pointed at Luo.
"Two hundred floors," Antomu replied without hesitation.
Biscuit nodded, "A gap of thirty floors. You took six years and seven months, but he only needs one year to rise from the 200th floor to the 230th."
"Impossible, cough..." Antomu quickly retorted, pulling at his injuries and coughing violently, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood.
"Whether it's possible or not, he'll come to verify it with you in a year," Biscuit stated.
Antomu glanced disdainfully at Luo, enduring his pain and injuries, and scoffed, "Just him? I'll definitely kill him when the time comes!"
From Biscuit's words, Antomu understood that his life was not in immediate danger, as Biscuit seemed to want him to be Luo's test in a year.
He saw this as a joke; even the boy's physical fitness could not be made up for in just one year, let alone Nen skills.
Listening to their conversation, Luo realized that Biscuit was planning to take him as a disciple and then have him defeat Antomu in a year.
Luo didn't know why Biscuit suddenly wanted to take him on, but it was a good thing, especially after the battle with Antomu, as he clearly recognized his own shortcomings, and Biscuit was a great teacher who could prevent him from straying.
Just as he was secretly pleased that Biscuit was reaching out to him, Biscuit's next words darkened his expression.
"Then just kill him."
Biscuit said calmly, "If you're killed because you're not strong enough, you can't blame anyone else."
While that was what she said, what she would actually do when the time came might be different.
Antomu snorted, struggling to change his position and sitting up from the ground, his voice stern, "I'll make you regret not killing me today."
"You sure are tough," Biscuit replied coldly, noticing that Antomu knew she wouldn't kill him, which is why he dared to talk like that.
She didn't care, and turned to look at Luo, who was over ten meters away, saying, "Did you hear that?"
"I heard," Luo replied earnestly, like a well-behaved child. With Biscuit revealing her true self, he could no longer pretend to be ignorant.
There were many things that didn't need to be said at this moment. Biscuit walked past Luo towards the half-collapsed palace. One of her reasons for coming here was for Stajy's Tears.
Seeing Biscuit approach Stajy's corpse and the stone harp, Luo hurriedly followed. Now that Antomu was severely injured, he had lost the qualifications to compete with him for Stajy's body.
Biscuit reached Stajy's body first and took a close look, her eyes flashing with admiration. No wonder Antomu and Luo were fighting over this well-preserved corpse, given its identity. The value was indeed hard to estimate, but she was only interested in the gem pendant.
She bent down, unfastened the gem pendant, and examined it closely, her expression filled with fascination, quite different from her demeanor when talking to Antomu.
Stajy's Tears were already in Biscuit's possession, making it difficult for Luo to intervene. He could only touch the stone harp while Biscuit was focused on the gem pendant, drawing the Nen from it into his body.
The average was 36%... It had only increased by about 1%, but the nearly depleted aura in his body was somewhat replenished.
After admiring it for
a moment, Biscuit unapologetically put away the gem pendant and then looked at Luo, asking, "What do you plan to do with this body?"
"Deal with it?" Luo withdrew his hand from the stone harp, puzzled.
"Are you challenging Antomu for this body for money, or do you have a special fetish for collecting corpses?" Biscuit smirked, almost giving up on Luo because of his unwise choice.
If Luo was risking his life to satisfy his interests and fetishes, she could understand that, as hunters are like that. But if it was for money, that would be foolish.
"Neither," Luo shook his head.
"Hmm?" Biscuit was puzzled.
"I just... don't want her to be exploited even in death. So, her place is here, not as an item to be traded," Luo said, gazing quietly at Stajy's beautiful and delicate face. He couldn't explain in detail to Biscuit unless she, like him, could observe Stajy's life as a bystander.
But that was impossible. In the whole world, only Luo had this ability, just as the Black Cat had said, he truly was a special existence.
"Is that so?" Biscuit asked, her eyes wide.
"Yes," Luo turned his head to look at Biscuit.
The two looked at each other for a while, and the atmosphere started to become strange, or more accurately, Biscuit's gaze toward Luo gradually turned odd.
"Silly." Knowing Luo's reason for fighting over the body, Biscuit gave her assessment, but she thought Luo's foolishness was endearing.
Luo smiled awkwardly, scratching his head, not knowing what to say.
Biscuit stood up, glanced sideways at Antomu sitting on the ground with his eyes closed, then looked back at Luo, who was approaching the collapsed palace, his aura slowly emerging.
"What are you trying to do?" Biscuit asked.
"Restore."
Luo replied, using the remaining aura to create a domain range, enveloping the front half of the palace destroyed by Antomu.
"Restore? This kid's Nen is a bit peculiar," Biscuit commented, using Gyo to observe Luo's domain, still unclear about what Luo's Nen was.
As for Mr. Mighty... Biscuit was not going to believe in him now.
The domain covered the palace ruins, and Luo focused intensely. With his current control, repairing it should not be a problem.
Thinking this, he concentrated his will, and the building debris within the domain rose into the air, miraculously reassembling.
"Interesting!"
Watching this scene, Biscuit's eyes lit up, feeling like she had stumbled upon a treasure.
In her mind, an image suddenly popped up.
She was holding a stick, forcing Luo to repair those broken, expensive gems!
Thinking this, she suddenly chuckled mischievously.
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