Chapter 84

Given the peculiar nature of the replacement phenomenon...

The severity of the situation is evident.

Kido reported the matter as quickly as possible.

Before receiving a response, she did not idle, gathering helpers to thoroughly investigate any information related to human-shaped burn marks in recent times.

Since this matter involved the Swamp Man, she specifically called Jin.

However, before making the call, she had mentally prepared herself for the possibility that Jin might not answer.

And indeed, that was the case.

Jin did not answer Kido's call.

In her helplessness, Kido could only send Jin a text message and then start collecting information related to the human-shaped burn marks.

Actually, after seeing Moyou's text message, she had a bad feeling...

Those Swamp People, who looked no different from normal humans, had likely quietly spread throughout Schwadani City.

It was still unknown how the higher-ups would react to this news and what measures they would take.

But Kido believed that two things must be done as soon as possible.

One was to find the author of the Swamp Man, Davidson Donald, detain him, and question him to confirm his connection to the Swamp People phenomenon.

The other was to, after confirming the connection, start from Davidson to quickly find a way to distinguish normal humans from Swamp People and to uncover more useful information.

"Moyou's warning... really helped a lot."

Kido, sitting in front of her computer, thought with lingering fear.

If Moyou had not witnessed the Swamp People replacing the original host and informed her immediately, then...

The worst-case scenario would undoubtedly be the Swamp People spreading silently around the world through the characteristic of replacing the original host, while they remained completely unaware.

High in the sky, thousands of miles away.

Moyou glanced at the "Received!" text message from Kido, put away his phone, and continued his cultivation.

For the rest of the journey, Moyou mostly stayed in his room to cultivate, only going to the dining room during meal times.

During this period, he inevitably encountered the family of three who had already become Swamp People.

Moyou ignored them, returning to his room to continue cultivating after each meal.

Until the third night, when the ship landed at the airport in Laxiang City.

Moyou chose to disembark here.

His original destination was a city called Saka.

A wanted criminal named Dis had been spotted committing crimes in Saka City a few days ago.

However, considering that this route passed through Laxiang City, he decided to disembark here and visit Liz.

If convenient, he could also ask Liz to post a commission on the Hunter website to track Dis's whereabouts.

After all, with 50 million Zeni in his card, he didn't have to worry about the reward.

"Let's stay at a nearby hotel for the night."

The ship landed on the tarmac at 2:30 AM, and by the time Moyou left the airport, it was almost 3:00 AM.

At this hour, it was naturally not a good time to disturb Liz, so Moyou decided to find a hotel nearby for the night.

The streets were quiet and rarely had pedestrians at this late hour.

If it were closer to the city center, it would probably still be bustling.

Moyou thought.

Suddenly.

Moyou's gaze paused, and he looked straight at a figure on the street ahead.

"An Nen user..."

The reason he noticed this figure first was that he saw the flow of aura around it.

The figure also noticed Moyou, looked over, and continued walking without any change in speed.

As if it didn't care at all about encountering an Nen user on the street.

Moyou noticed this and did not stop either, continuing to walk as usual.

On a street with few pedestrians at midnight.

Two Nen users met by chance, each moving forward, and eventually passed each other at a distance of about three to four meters.

Moyou glanced sideways.

With the help of the streetlights, he saw the figure's face.

Around sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a dark blue casual outfit, with short black hair, fair skin, and black eyes with little white showing.

Seeing the figure's indifferent expression, Moyou quickly averted his gaze.

The black-haired youth also glanced at Moyou and then continued walking without looking back.

"Average."

The black-haired youth didn't pay much attention to Moyou, only giving a habitual evaluation in his mind.

He was Killua Zoldyck, born into the well-known assassin family, and had undergone various inhuman and cruel training from a young age.

By the age of eighteen, he had completed countless assassination missions.

For him, judging a person's Nen level was a basic skill.

This judgment was limited to Nen techniques and the amount of aura visible externally.

Considering Moyou as just another ordinary passerby, Killua didn't pay much attention and quickened his pace.

He had a commission to complete in this city.

Moyou also didn't pay much attention to the black-haired youth.

While Nen users were not common in the Hunter world, encountering one on the street was not unusual.

After wandering the streets for a while, Moyou found a decent-looking hotel and went inside.

On the rooftop of a distant high-rise building.

A muscular man was observing Moyou with a night vision telescope.

Slurp—

The man sucked in the saliva that had inadvertently flowed to the corner of his mouth.

Inside the hotel.

Moyou approached the front desk.

The woman in charge of registration was sleeping on the table.

Moyou gently tapped the desk, waking the woman.

Although woken by Moyou, the woman was very polite and quickly helped Moyou with the check-in process.

Moyou took the key, thanked her politely, and ignored her staring eyes as he turned and left, following the number 1116 to find his room.

Before going to bed, he summoned "Picasso" as usual and beat him up, then lay down on the bed contentedly.

The night grew deeper.

The hour hand of the clock passed four.

In the corridor outside the room.

The ceiling light seemed to be old and flickered on and off.

A muscular man with a rugged face walked slowly down the corridor, his steps deliberately low to make almost no sound.

The man came to room 1116, put on a simple gas mask, and then took out a canister that looked like an insecticide.

He gently inserted the long nozzle of the canister into the door crack and slowly squeezed, releasing anesthetic gas into the room.

"Little darling..."

The man's eyes revealed a wolf-like desire.

He was a severe pedophile.

He particularly liked good-looking boys, and although Moyou was a bit older, he was the most attractive prey he had ever seen.

He couldn't suppress the crazy desire that surged in his heart.

This would be a wonderful night.

The man thought.

After a while, the anesthetic gas in the canister was completely released.

The man then took out some lock-picking tools and skillfully opened the door.

The room was pitch black, with only a little light from outside visible near the window.

The man entered the room, closed and locked the door behind him.

"Heh, heh heh..."

He let out a suppressed, excited laugh and eagerly approached Moyou on the bed.

But before he could pounce, Moyou suddenly sprang up from the bed.

"Crack!"

Moyou quickly moved, twisting the man's head.

The man's expression froze, and he immediately collapsed, dead.

Snap!

The man's body, which had just fallen to the ground, burst like a balloon, turning into a black, sticky substance that scattered.

Then, as if drawn by a gravitational force, the black, sticky substance that should have scattered on the ground quickly covered Moyou's body and was absorbed.

At the same time.

On the air conditioner unit outside the window.

The real Moyou stood on the unit, his face showing surprise.

He knew the unidentified man was a Swamp Person, but he didn't expect the Swamp Person to turn into a black, sticky substance after death.

And it adhered to the shadow clone, seemingly being absorbed on the spot...