HxH: I became stronger even after I died.

Human trafficking and organ trading.

Such phenomena are not uncommon in the world of Hunter x Hunter.

In fact, there are dedicated channels and information exchange websites that serve

both buyers and sellers.

The countless twisted desires of buyers can be satisfied on these platforms.

If nothing unexpected occurs, Moro and the others will be selected like livestock.

Those with bad luck may have their organs harvested directly or be turned into

decorative statues or dolls.

Those with slightly better luck might become the buyers' prized possessions; they may

endure physical suffering, but at least they can survive.

Moro sits cross-legged, recalling the events that are about to unfold.

The truck will arrive at a mental hospital in a few hours.

As for the exact timing, Moro cannot determine; he only knows it will take at least two

hours to get there.

Moreover, once the truck reaches its destination, there will be an attack during the

"unloading" process.

At that time, most of the other livestock locked in cages with him will die in that

attack.

The reason he survived was partly due to luck; he missed the first wave of explosions

during the unloading.

Another reason was Morena's timely appearance as a buyer, helping to fend off the

attackers at a critical moment.

One could say that without Morena back then, Moro would likely have been one of the

first to die as a traveler.

Now facing a similar crisis once again, Moro feels as if he stands at a crossroads,

forced to make a choice.

Should he follow the established trajectory and let Morena buy him, or should he find

a way to escape during the truck ride?

Moro's gaze flickers as he thinks of Chrollo and his companions who attacked him, of

Brother Dog who left his shop not long ago, and of Morena's abyss-like eyes.

But soon, Moro gathers his thoughts and makes a decision.

Now he not only understands the world he is in but also has mastered the common

language.

So for this transitional period, there's no need to rely on Morena's acceptance any

longer.

It's only natural that he cannot allow events to unfold as they did before.

This time, Moro is unwilling to have any further interactions with Morena.

"I need to open my aura points within two hours. If conditions permit, I also need my

body to adapt to using 'Fraudulent Star'…"

Moro raises his eyes to look at the rusty iron bars standing vertically around him.

Since he has decided to escape during the truck ride, opening his Nen is an essential

condition.

Normally speaking, without a Nen user guiding him, even if one has knowledge about

Nen in their head, it is difficult to open their aura independently in practice.

Even if one can open their aura in a short time, mastering subsequent techniques

becomes another hurdle that must be crossed.

Enveloping, Refining, Emission, Manipulation.

These are known as the four fundamental Nen techniques. Typically, Nen users must

invest significant time and energy into solidifying their practice.

The probability of casually opening Nen and quickly mastering these techniques in

reality is nearly zero.

Nen itself is an incredibly profound power.

Knowing, touching, learning, applying, optimizing, mastering…

Every stage of interacting with Nen requires considerable effort and energy.

Characters like Gon, Killua, and Prince Kakin from the original work…

In reality, how many prodigious talents exist?

But now—

Moro will also be one of them.

Closing his eyes, Moro instinctively begins to meditate; he allows his consciousness

to settle slowly as he tries to feel the potential Nen energy within him.

The experience gained over more than half a year plays an irreplaceable role at this

moment.

In just a few seconds, Moro easily touches upon his potential Nen energy and

attempts to guide it toward opening his aura points.

The entire process goes smoothly.

Under Moro's precise control, his Nen flows through his body like a stream toward

every aura point.

It feels as natural as eating or drinking…

One by one, these aura points are opened by the potential Nen energy and begin to

surge within Moro's body like rippling water.

"Very good."

Moro opens his eyes and looks down at his hands glowing with white light.

The Nen energy surging out from within him runs wild like a runaway horse—rushing

and escaping freely.

Given Moro's current physical state, if left unchecked, he would likely collapse from

exhaustion within ten minutes.

But this is clearly a minor issue.

With a thought, Moro smoothly employs the technique of "Enveloping," wrapping

around this escaping Nen energy on his surface and suppressing its intense

consumption.

It's even easier than expected…

With no difficulty in opening his aura or using the four fundamental techniques, Moro's

emotions stabilize further.

Successfully opening his aura means he has grasped a weapon representing initiative.

What remains is creating some commotion when the time is right to force the driver to

stop the truck.

Moro extends his hand and grips one of the rusty bars tightly.

Inside the driver's cabin.

At the wheel sits an unkempt middle-aged man.

Perhaps due to the rough mountain road conditions, he drives with intense focus on

his face.

In the passenger seat is a lazy young man with a buzz cut slouched back as if trying to

sink into his seat.

However, if one pays attention to this young man's eyes, they would notice that his

gaze never settles in one place; it constantly shifts between the rearview mirror and

several surveillance monitors.

Remaining vigilant and observant seems to be part of his duties.

"Eh?"

The young man's gaze sweeps across one of the monitors hanging from above in the

cabin; suddenly he gasps in surprise.

Hearing that gasp, the middle-aged driver instinctively asks: "What's going on?"

"..."

The young man doesn't answer immediately but stares intently at what appears on the

monitor screen.

There—Moro's figure is clearly visible.

"How is this possible…?!"

Through real-time footage transmitted via the monitor, the young man sees Moro

opening his aura within seconds and directly mastering "Enveloping."

Instantly his eyes widen; all traces of laziness vanish in an instant and are replaced by

sheer disbelief akin to seeing a ghost.

To open one's aura independently within mere seconds shatters all of this young

man's previous understandings—not to mention mastering "Enveloping" at lightning

speed afterward.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have dared believe it was true.

As for any possibility of hiding such abilities…

Impossible!

He personally handled this batch of livestock; every detail was clear as day in his

mind.

The scruffy middle-aged man glances sideways at how surprised the young man looks

and furrows his brow: "Zazan, what happened?"

"Stop the car!"

Zazan struggles against rising waves of emotion but refrains from explaining; instead

speaks firmly in an undeniable tone for the driver to stop immediately.

Based on trust in Zazan's abilities despite confusion about why he wants this—

without hesitation—the middle-aged man hits the brakes right away.

Zazan pulls out a handgun from under his seat and tosses it to the driver before

ignoring any changes in expression from him; instead pushes open his door and

quickly moves toward the back of the cargo area.

The middle-aged man grips onto the gun while watching Zazan's actions; silently

clicks off its safety before getting out himself from another side toward where Zazan

went.

Inside the cargo area.

Seeing that their truck suddenly comes to a stop prompts Moro to forcibly pry apart

one of those rusty iron bars.

Creak! Creak!

The sound of bending metal instantly draws attention from other livestock around

him.

They turn their heads toward that sound—instantly stunned into silence.