Chapter 94 The Hunter Association Needs Your Abilities

"I'm hungry."

Moyu's brainstorming lasted only a moment before he was interrupted by a strong feeling of hunger.

After all, he had been in a coma for two days without drinking a drop of water or eating a grain of rice.

After putting away the replica mind box, Moyu got up and left the room and came to the living room.

Moyu glanced at the living room.

There was only a single sofa and a low table, and no other furniture or decorations.

The overall style was terribly simple, like a house that had just been renovated.

"Is this Sister Lizi's house? It doesn't look like it."

Moyu's eyes swept across the single sofa and turned his attention to the kitchen.

Fortunately, there were a lot of instant foods such as bucket noodles in the kitchen.

Moyu boiled a pot of water, then carried out a large pile of bucket noodles and placed them on the dining table outside the kitchen.

After a while.

The unique aroma of instant noodles floated in the room.

Moyu was really hungry, so he took out all the instant noodles and put them in a basin, and then gobbled them up.

Halfway through the meal, there was a sound of unlocking at the entrance.

Hearing the noise, Moyu thought it was Lizzie who came back, and didn't pay much attention to it, and continued to eat instant noodles.

The next second, the door was opened.

"Wow, this property is not in your name, and there is no relevant rental relationship. It will take some effort to check. Lawyer, this house is not given to you by a wealthy employer, right?"

A strange female voice sounded at the entrance.

Moyu immediately stopped eating noodles, and then heard Lizzie's voice again.

"Maotu, if you don't want to waste time, stop being sarcastic there."

"Just kidding, eh, it smells so strong."

Piyon lowered his head to play with his mobile phone while walking in front of him.

After passing the entrance, Piyon held the mobile phone flat in front of his face, and his hands quickly pressed the keys, while quickly glancing at Moyu at the dining table.

A glimmer of light suddenly flashed in his light pink eyes.

This boy was exactly the target of her trip.

Moyu also looked at Piyon.

The cool bunny girl style with bare shoulders and legs, combined with Lizzie's calling this woman "rabbit", it's easy to guess her identity.

A member of the twelve earthly branches, Piyon the rabbit, an ancient document hunter.

She's been called...

It seems that the Hunter Association has begun to deal with the swamp man incident.

Moyu looked at Piyon calmly.

Just based on Lizzie's calling Piyon "rabbit" and the tone of her voice, it can be concluded that their relationship is ordinary.

From this, we can draw a basic conclusion.

Rabbit was not brought back by Lizzie as a friend, but more likely came on behalf of the Hunter Association.

In just one or two seconds, Moyu deduced the reason and prepared to be discovered.

The worst result is that his behavior in the restaurant is exposed to the Hunter Association.

How to explain the phenomenon of absorbing the black viscous substance?

Actually, it's not difficult.

"Although I'm not a mind remover... I can use mind removal as a shield."

Thinking, Moyu found an excuse in her mind in advance.

Piyon's attention was mostly on the phone, but it didn't affect her from looking at Moyu.

She walked over and sat directly opposite Moyu.

Moyu glanced at Piyon, who kept his phone in his hand, ignored him, and buried his head in eating noodles.

Piyon didn't mind Moyu's indifference to her reaction. He focused on the phone and pressed the keys faster and faster.

At this time, Lizi, who had closed the door, came over and saw Moyu eating noodles at a glance.

"Keister, you're awake."

With Piyon present, she called Moyu by the name on the fake ID card.

"Don't eat these, I'll help you order now."

Liz walked quickly to the dining table and reached out to hold down Moyu's chopsticks.

She usually eats fast food, but this time she didn't let Moyu touch these.

"Sister Lizi, it's okay."

Moyou gently pushed Lizi's hand away, not caring about the presence of outsiders. Like a starving ghost, he ate the instant noodles in the bowl without caring about his image.

Liz had no choice but to watch Moyou wolfing down the food.

She knew that Moyou had slept for two days and should be starving at this time.

Hearing the noise of Moyou eating instant noodles, Piyon's attention shifted from the phone for the first time and turned to look at Moyou.

The wild eating made Piyon swallow his saliva subconsciously.

My goodness, can instant noodles be eaten so deliciously?

It made me hungry.

Piyon suddenly had the urge to take out his phone to shoot a video.

It was not for such a boring reason as to gain clicks, but for the starting point of truth, goodness and beauty, and wanted this video to heal those netizens with anorexia.

But she still held back.

After Moyu finally finished the instant noodles in the bowl, Piyon, who usually spent most of his time on his phone, adhered to the principle of never wasting time and went straight to the point.

He even skipped the self-introduction step.

"I have watched the live video of the incident at Detana Restaurant. The situation at that time was really thrilling."

When talking about the business, Piyon still had no intention of putting away his phone. He looked directly at Moyu and said seriously:

"When I saw half of it, I had already determined that you two were dead. After all, the opponent's strength was obviously stronger than yours, and the tactics they implemented did not leave you any room for maneuver. As a result, you slapped me in the face in a short while."

"..."

Moyu met Piyon's undisguised inquiring eyes, calmly took out two tissues, and wiped the soup stains on the corners of his mouth.

Sure enough, he still couldn't avoid it.

At the dining table, Lizi heard Piyon's words, frowned, turned to look at Moyu, and her eyes were mixed with apology.

Obviously agreed to Moyu's request, but failed to clean up the tail.

Moyu noticed Lizi's apologetic look, and there was no blame in his heart.

Let alone the intervention of the Hunter Association.

In the final analysis--

The battle that night could certainly be avoided.

But in terms of the result, Moyu gained a lot.

If it were to happen again, even if Lizi could simply avoid the battle and leave the restaurant, he would take the initiative to participate in it for the reward.

"Who are you?"

Moyou put down the tissue and looked at Piyoen in confusion.

Piyoen did not answer, but looked at Lizzie next to him.

As a newcomer, it would be more convincing if Lizzie was asked to introduce her identity.

"She is a member of the Twelve Earthly Branches of the Hunter Association, Piyoen the Rabbit. She came here to investigate the incident at the Detana Restaurant. It is also related to the fact that Tolan's group of people turned into black unidentified objects after their death. They seem to be a kind of existence called Swamp People, which is quite dangerous."

Lizzie helped Piyoen introduce her identity in time and revealed more information to Moyou.

Moyu nodded to Lizzie, then looked at Piyon and asked, "So you came to see me specifically? Are you planning to arrest me for 'intentional homicide'?"

"Yeah, you're really humorous."

Piyon habitually lay on the table, holding the rabbit-eared mobile phone upright in front of his eyes, pressing the keys while quickly saying:

"Although it is still difficult for the association to define the question of 'whether the swamp people are still human beings', in my opinion, how can normal humans suddenly turn into something like swamp mud? Since they are not human beings, how can there be a crime of intentional homicide?"

"Then I feel relieved."

Moyu nodded calmly.

Piyon looked at Moyu's reaction and sighed, "Don't try to change the subject. In order not to waste time, let's just speak frankly. First, I have a question..."

Halfway through her words, she suddenly exclaimed, her eyes fixed on the phone screen, and she stretched out the tail tone and curled her lips and said, "Where did this little bastard come from? He actually stole the resource point when I wasn't paying attention."

While speaking, she pressed her hands quickly, and even used telekinesis to release a soft and stable air to wrap her hands and the phone.

"..."

Seeing this scene, Moyu's eyes twitched.

Is this the twelve earthly branches...

On the other hand, Lizzie next to her also frowned.

At the Detana restaurant, although she had already realized that Piyon was out of tune, this still refreshed her cognition.

About half a minute...

Pyon seemed to have finished the battle on his phone, slowed down the speed of pressing the keys, and said in a sarcastic tone: "No, no, there is really a fool who steals resource points without leaving any way out, you deserve to be defeated."

Seeing that Pyon was so immersed in it, Moyu couldn't find the opportunity to intervene for a while.

Fortunately, after the battle, Pyon finally remembered the business and looked at Moyu.

"Little handsome boy, let's continue the topic just now."

"..."

Moyu was silent.

Pyon asked as usual as if nothing had happened: "Why can you absorb those unknown objects like swamp mud?"

Moyu heard this and did not answer Pyon's question directly, but pretended to frown and showed a hesitant look.

This is a necessary preparation.

Because the ability to eliminate thoughts is equivalent to the ability to think, and a normal person with the ability to think would be abnormal if he gave a straightforward answer to questions involving his own abilities.

Pyon stared at the phone for a while, and then observed Moyu's reaction.

In fact, before raising this question, Pijorn concealed a crucial piece of information.

According to the intelligence currently collected by the association, after death, the swamp people are actually no different from normal human corpses, and will not turn into unknown black objects like swamp mud.

This is also the fundamental reason why the association and official agencies cannot define the question of "whether swamp people are still human beings" for the time being.

If it were not for the difficulty of distinguishing normal humans from swamp people, resulting in too few materials that meet the experimental conditions to verify the hypothesis, otherwise more information should be available now.

Pijorn actually thought that those heavyweight criminals who were sentenced to hundreds of years in prison could be used as experimental materials. Unfortunately...

The difficult departments above actually used "human rights" as an excuse to say that such matters must be decided through multi-party consultations.

At the same time, considering the influence, national image and other reasons that gave Pijorn a headache, the ruling on this application was delayed for several days.

Pijorn felt that---

If they had committed a brutal crime that deserved hundreds of years in prison, what was the point of labor reform? Wouldn't it be more straightforward to give them a peanut?

However, the law is like this.

Pyorn felt that it was too stupid, and that some organizations were really inhumane, but at most he could only complain here.

But the problem now is...

Why did the swamp people who died in Moyu's hands turn into unknown objects like swamp mud?

This is what Pjorn wants to figure out.

"I can eliminate thoughts."

Moyu hesitated for a moment and finally answered Pyorn's question.

"You are a mind-killer. No wonder you can absorb those black swamps of unknown origin so calmly."

Pyorn had already made a guess, and was not surprised to hear Moyu's answer at this moment.

The abilities of mind-killing masters vary, but the methods of mind-killing are similar.

Basically, in some way, the "thoughts" that need to be removed are transferred to oneself, and then purified and eliminated.

However, Pyorn seemed to be suddenly enlightened one second, but the conversation suddenly changed the next second:

"It's just that I noticed that when the first 'bog man' turned into swamp after death, you didn't seem to be surprised at all. Did you already know that he was not a normal human before taking action? Or did you know that he was not a normal human being after death? Will it turn into a swamp?”

"The reason why I wasn't surprised is because I had already encountered the Swamp Man once before."

Moyu's expression was as calm as water.

Hearing this, Pyoern lowered his phone slightly and said seriously: "If possible, please verbally restore the situation when you first encountered the Swamp Man. This is very important."

"no problem."

Moyu nodded, and then talked about the pedophile pervert he met when he checked into the hotel.

After hearing Moyu's story, Pyorn gave up his doubts.

It's just that she hasn't figured out the most critical issue yet.

Why do other "bog people" die as normal corpses, but the "bog people" who die in Moyu's hands turn into swamp sludge?

Is it just because Moyu is a mind-killing master?

In order to figure out the difference, it is necessary to reveal the information to Moyo that "the Swamp people are normal corpses after death."

This would obviously put her in breach of confidentiality regulations.

As one of the hawkish representatives of the association who is more inclined to reform, Pyoern is often helpless about the meticulous rules of the association or the country that need to be strictly followed.

In order to change Moyu from an "outsider" to a "one of our own".

Pyorn thought of a way.

"Kester."

Pyoern's cell phone finally left his hand and was placed on the dining table.

She looked at Moyu seriously.

The name Moyu was also changed from handsome boy to Kester.

"The Hunter Association needs your abilities, so on behalf of the Hunter Association, I now invite you to join the 'Swamp Man Phenomenon Emergency Response Team'."

"..."

Moyu was silent.

——

at the same time.

Other members of the Twelve Earthly Branches of the Hunter Association found a family of three swamp people that Moyo had met on the spaceship.

At present, it is difficult to find too many swamp people through various means such as the location of humanoid scorch marks, monitoring, and even interviews.

In order to find a way to effectively distinguish between swamps and normal humans...

The Hunter Association can only hope that Wuma Saqiu's "psychological consultation room" will be effective.

Otherwise, find Swamp Man author Davidson, the suspected culprit, as soon as possible.

As for the character portrayal of Pidgeon, at first I didn’t think of tying her to characteristics such as a super low-headed person and an Internet-addicted girl. I thought it was a bit too deliberate and exaggerated.

But when I went to a friend's house today and came back, I took the elevator down from the 16th floor. On the way, five residents of the community came up. Everyone was playing with their mobile phones with their heads down from the moment they entered the elevator.

Of course including myself...

Then I suddenly felt that Pjorn, the character who always stared at his phone no matter what he did, seemed to have become normal.