Hunter: I'm really not a necromancer

Chapter 82 The surge of breath

It's only a month...

Even with Miss Cookie's assistance, Bisji can't help but marvel at this growth rate.

What's even more frightening is that

The execution and willpower possessed by Moyu can maximize the value of his talents.

Bisji sighed.

She squatted down, stared at Moyu's face, and asked, "When are you leaving?"

"Let's go tomorrow and catch the earliest flight."

Moyu managed to recover and was no longer so weak when speaking.

"By the way, help me arrange a ticket to fly to the United States of Sahelta, Sister Bisiki."

"No... no problem, it's just a joke."

After hearing the first half of Moyu's words, Bisji's first reaction was to refuse the trouble on the grounds of "no time", but after hearing the second half of Moyou's words about sister, he simply agreed.

Moyu looked at Bisji and said sincerely: "Thank you, sister Bisji."

During this time, Bisji gave him a lot of help.

For him, it was really a very lucky thing for him to meet Bisji during the critical period when he was approaching the threshold.

"snort."

Bisji stood up, turned away and said, "Don't think that if you call me sister twice in a row, I will stay here with you all night. Tell you, no way, I'm going back to sleep this time."

"good."

Moyu smiled slightly.

Even if Bisji was willing to stay with him all night today, he would not be able to continue fighting.

The last over-the-shoulder throw was so hard that it directly killed his desire to continue fighting.

Bisiji left as soon as he said it, without any ambiguity.

Moyu was suddenly the only one left in the dark martial arts hall.

"If the ability can be canceled when Bisji kicks the clone, not only can the power of mind be instantly recovered to increase the intensity of the next attack, but you can also avoid suffering pain, but the timing is too difficult to grasp..."

Moyu closed his eyes and reviewed the previous battle again and again, learning from it the experience that could be improved.

An hour passed.

Moyu slowly got up and dragged his sore body back to the hotel with difficulty.

Early the next morning.

Moyu woke up from bed.

After a night's rest, my physical condition is much better.

Moyu got up and went to the bathroom to wash up. When he came out, he picked up his mobile phone.

He wanted to ask Bisji if he had bought a ticket for him, but as soon as he turned on his phone, he saw Bisji's text message.

"Temporary rental cabinet No. 425 in the passenger area of ​​the airport, password 420707. The things you need and the beads are all in it, and I won't send them to you."

Moyu read the text message and raised his lips slightly.

"Thank you Aunt Bisij."

He walked towards the door with a smile, and when he was moved, the figure of Bisiji seemed to appear in front of him when he was guiding him with his hands on his hips.

Bang!

The door was suddenly violently kicked open.

Bisji put his hands on his hips and glared at Moyu angrily.

"???"

Moyu stared blankly at Bisji who really appeared, and swallowed unconsciously.

Bisji's eyes were like nails on Moyu's face, and he said coldly: "What did you just say?"

"Okay, it seems...thank you Sister Bisij."

"laugh."

Bisiji smiled sweetly.

Half a minute later.

Moyou, with a bunch of swelling on his head, lamented: "Didn't you say you wouldn't come to see me off?"

"Isn't it okay to change your mind temporarily? Don't you know that women are fickle?"

Bisji said angrily.

Moyu stopped talking, went to the lobby on the first floor to check out, and immediately got into a taxi to the airport with Bisji.

After arriving at the airport, Bisji led Moyu to the rental locker and took out the contents.

There is a brand new identification card, a completed entry and exit application form, and rat beads.

Moyu put away the rat orb properly, then picked up the brand new identification card and looked at Bisji with questioning eyes.

"I got you a new identification card. Except for the name, which is the same as yours, the other information is randomly matched, but it is very clean. You can safely use this identification card to apply for entry and exit."

Bisji explained.

After hearing this, Moyou checked the information on the identification card.

As Bisgi said, in addition to the consistent name, other key information such as birth date and address are wrong.

"Thanks."

Moyu looked at Bisji and thanked him sincerely.

Bisji didn't say anything, just motioned to Moyu to buy a ticket.

soon.

Moyu bought a deluxe version of the ticket.

After all, I have the 50 million Rini that Sambika just gave me in my pocket, so I don’t have to save money at all.

When he arrived at the boarding entrance, Moyu said with emotion: "I always feel that I am very lucky, and I am helped by others along the way."

"If you feel embarrassed, you can give me that bead."

"Let's go, goodbye."

"whispering sound."

Bisji watched Moyu go to the airport through the boarding entrance.

Shortly after.

The spacecraft Moyu was sitting on slowly took off into the sky.

Bisji stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, quietly watching Moyu leave.

On the spaceship.

After Moyu boarded the plane, he went straight to his personal room.

The journey would take three days and three nights, and he decided to stay in his room the rest of the time except for meals.

Time passes slowly.

Night falls.

Moyu has been practicing since morning until now, and he didn't stop until he was so hungry that he couldn't bear it.

"It's time to eat."

Moyu washed his face, then left the room and went to the restaurant.

On the way, he took out his mobile phone and checked it, and found a text message from Sambika.

"Have a nice trip!"

After seeing this text message, Moyu remembered that he forgot to say goodbye to Sambika before leaving.

Sambika probably contacted Bisji to settle the remuneration, so she learned about this from Bisji.

It's a little embarrassing.

"Thanks."

Moyu replied a text message and then put away his phone.

Arriving at the door of the restaurant, Moyu paused as soon as he stepped in.

He sensed the aura of "suspected same kind" again, and there were not just one or two...

"here we go again."

Moyou calmly glanced at the dining table only five meters away from the restaurant's door, where a family of three was sitting happily.

There were only two scents that he felt, one from the woman and the child in the family of three.

A few meters away, on the dining table, sat a father and daughter, who also exuded the "suspicious" aura of the same kind.

Moyu didn't pay too much attention to them, and walked straight to the empty seat in the corner of the restaurant.

At this time, the restaurant was almost full, with only a few tables left in the corners.

On the way to the corner table, Moyu felt several more breaths one after another.

"so much?"

Moyou was slightly startled, and came to the corner table and sat down slowly.

Just walking along the way, he sensed the auras of 11 "suspected similar species".

"No matter how you look at it, they are all 'ordinary people'..."

After Moyou ordered his meal, he observed the 11 people without leaving any trace.

Very common and normal.

It is precisely because of this that Moyu is puzzled.

you……

what exactly is it?

(End of chapter)