The battle ended.
Ulquiorra beca the hot favorite of the entire venue today, even becoming the most highly acclaid figure in the entire Heaven's Arena.
Because this guy's combat style was simply too handso.
And the sense of oppression he displayed was imnse.
He stood out directly from among the super dark horses, even earning the title of 'Demon King'!
One can imagine the evaluation these spectators had of Ulquiorra.
All the spectators in this match called it incredibly satisfying; the ticket price was absolutely worth it.
The forr hot topic figure Hisoka, at this mont, beca like an unconcerned drowning dog.
He didn't even have the strength to stand up right now.
The spectators gradually dispersed.
Finally.
A figure walked in front of him.
"Truly an eye-opening match. I didn't expect you to lose so miserably. But let tell you a very unfortunate piece of news: you've lost that arm of yours."
"I can heal you, but the fee will be doubled."
Machi stood in front of Hisoka, unconcernedly taking advantage of his misfortune.
"Fine."
Hisoka lay on the ground, the word almost squeezed out from between his teeth.
"If you can't produce my fee when the ti cos, the outco will be very miserable."
Machi helped Hisoka up and directly took him back to the room to treat him.
She was also very surprised. She didn't expect a place like Heaven's Arena could produce such a powerful and talented monster.
If possible, inviting the other party to join the Troupe would absolutely be a great rit.
But clearly, the opponent's personality was very bizarre and unpredictable.
If she wasn't careful, she might end up with an outco like Hisoka's.
So Machi still curbed this sowhat dangerous thought of hers. This kind of thing shouldn't be done by her.
There was no need for her to do such a thing either.
Of course, she would truthfully report everything that happened here to the Boss.
...
The following days beca relatively routine.
After dealing with Hisoka and Kastro, there were simply no other interesting opponents to be found in the entire Heaven's Arena in the short term.
Riku tried inquiring about the data of those contestants at higher floors, but was told it was classified.
Similarly, other contestants couldn't directly query the data regarding Riku's group.
Oh well.
He originally still thought about farming so more decent traits. Looking at it this way, it seed there weren't really any opportunities left.
Hisoka inside was pretty much the ceiling-level existence that could be encountered in Heaven's Arena.
God knows how long he'd have to wait for the others.
The next thing was waiting for Gon-kun and Killua's matches. Gon-kun directly won again, and he matched with Saitama again...
Killua defeated his opponent, securing his ninth consecutive win, but there were no other opponents he could challenge in the short term.
Currently, only Ulquiorra had obtained the honor of Floor Master.
As for things like Battle Olympia, they were actually told they had to wait another three years?
It was just held last year.
Holy crap.
Riku couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. It truly was a very niche gathering.
Thank you very much.
So after continuing to farm in Heaven's Arena for a while, everyone directly left.
"Riku-nii, the arena matches are pretty much over. Should we go ho together? I said I was going to show Aunt Mito my Hunter License!!"
Gon-kun was extrely excited; he hadn't been ho for half a year.
"I also want to go see the place where Riku-nii and Gon grew up!"
Killua's face was full of anticipation.
The Black girl Canary also returned to the group. She had also watched all the matches and was greatly shocked.
Refreshing her understanding of Heaven's Arena.
"Go ho? Gon, Killua, why don't you make a trip to Whale Island on my behalf? This is most of the funds I won in Heaven's Arena. Please take it back and give it to Aunt Mito and Uncle Cohen and the others."
Riku took out his bank card.
During this ti in Heaven's Arena, he had accumulated over two hundred million Jenny, which could be considered a minor tycoon level.
"Riku-nii?!"
Gon-kun was surprised.
He had originally planned to return to Whale Island together with Riku.
It had been half a year since they left Whale Island, and he was missing his family on Whale Island quite a bit now.
"Since older brother Riku has his own arrangents, let's just head back first, Gon!"
Killua patted Gon-kun's shoulder very understandingly.
"Alright, Riku-nii, but we have a deal! We'll gather in Yorknew City when the ti cos! Right!"
Gon-kun's mood improved again. Anyway, the ti until Yorknew City wasn't far off now. Kurapika and Leorio would also return by then, and everyone would reunite.
And he also understood that Riku taking Canary with him inevitably ant he had so things to do, so it wouldn't be good for him to interfere.
"Of course. You guys pay attention to safety. We'll see each other then. Help take this money back, it's a token of my appreciation."
Riku smiled and shoved the bank card directly to Gon-kun.
Although he was a transmigrator, back on Whale Island, he truly had to thank Aunt Mito and the other residents on the island for raising him.
This kindness, Riku always engraved in his heart.
Now that he had the capability, he naturally had to repay it a bit.
"Mm-hmm, then we have a promise, Riku-nii! We'll see each other then! You also pay attention to safety!"
Gon-kun and Riku shook hands.
"Killua, I'll leave Gon in your care. Goodbye. Canary, let's go."
Riku smiled and bid farewell.
"Don't worry, Riku-nii!"
Killua bid farewell, his eyes slightly red.
It could be said that Riku was one of the most important friends in his life. Not only had he been extrely good to him along the way, he had even taught him a brand new skill.
So he also really wanted to go see the place where Riku grew up.
Riku naturally had no ti to accompany Gon-kun and Killua back to Whale Island right now.
Indeed, there were many things on Whale Island that he missed, but as a transmigrator, he could see the things that would happen in the future.
The Chira Ant disaster would erupt, and he still had so things he needed to do.
Perhaps when the world is at peace, there's no harm in going back to visit then.
His appearance had already changed the destiny trajectory of this world, and he couldn't be certain if everything in the world would happen as he anticipated by then.
So all he could do now was enhance his abilities as much as possible.
Once any unexpected events occurred, he would still possess absolute control over the situation.
For Gon-kun and Killua to return to Whale Island, there wasn't much danger. Everything would be very smooth. If nothing unexpected happens, they might even bring out the cards of that ga world.
So after bidding farewell to the two, Riku headed straight for his destination.
teor City.
District 9.
An area composed entirely of mountains of garbage.
Rumor has it that starting from 1,500 years ago, this place beca an area used for dumping garbage. The land area of teor City is approximately equal to the Republic of Labe, with a population of about 8 million.
Here, absolutely anything can be traded: firearms, drugs, won, bodies, even children.
The mont he stepped in, he could sll the nauseating stench in the air.
Piles upon piles of garbage mountains, flies and various scavenging birds landing on them. He could sparsely see so people, hunched over like animals, completely filthy, picking through the garbage.
It's unimaginable how residents in this environnt grow up.
It could be said this is an abandoned world, and no country is willing to govern it.
Because compared to governing this area, it's better to let it run its course. Garbage from all over the world can be dumped here without any processing fees.
This place has seemingly beco a public sewage area for various countries.
All humans living here have been abandoned.
Upon seeing the appearance of Riku and the Black girl, those people picking garbage like rats rely glanced at them a few tis before quickly dodging away.
Riku's gaze swept over these scavengers. The traits on them were basically all White and Green, and they clearly carried various negative traits like [Disease], [Infectious Disease], and [Short Lifespan].
In this teor City, it's very rare for anyone to live past thirty. From birth, eating and drinking this polluted air and water to grow up, having a chance to grow up normally is impossible.
"Lord... it has always been like this here. People living here basically don't live past 30. The outer areas belong to the lowest scavengers. Those wealthy mafias occupy the best living environnts in the central areas; they are able to drink clean water."
"However, Lord, this place is managed by the Council of Elders. Although they do not exclude outsiders, it would be extrely dangerous to try and interfere with their operations."
Canary explained everything about teor City to Riku in detail.
Including the things to pay attention to when surviving here.
She grew up here, so she knew teor City like the back of her hand and was very well-versed in the laws of survival here.
This was also the reason Riku specifically brought Canary along.
Spending a full week, under Canary's guidance, Riku toured District 9 of teor City. But looking around, it was basically all very ordinary people with very ordinary traits.
But one must know that the majority of those guys in the Phantom Troupe were born in teor City.
Including Zoldyck's Kikyo, and this Black girl was also born in teor City. The districts might be different, but the overall aning was the sa.
Although a massive number of people die in this gray area every year, similarly, so outstanding individuals stand out from here every year. They have beco the source of powerhouses hired by many countries.
After all, in such a harsh environnt, those who can survive belong to those true powerhouses; the weak ones have already died when they were very young.
It's an environnt akin to raising Gu.
"Alright, you can go back now, Canary. Thank you for your help along the way."
Riku said with a smile.
"I... alright, Lord Riku. This is all the information regarding teor City that I have collected for you, please accept it. Also, please be sure to be careful here, especially against infection or poisoning... If you encounter any accidents, you can contact anyti!"
Canary bowed deeply, and then handed the booklet she had prepared to Riku.
"Of course. Go back, I understand."
Riku sent Canary away. What he was about to do next could be considered quite dangerous.
Acting alone is naturally best, and it's also more convenient to maneuver.
Canary's usefulness had pretty much been fulfilled.
Although it seed this little girl was still reluctant to leave him, there was no need to plunge her into such dangerous actions.
His future destiny is inevitably to be an existence standing at the very pinnacle of the entire world.
The Hunter world will also beco his continuous trait supplier.
So.
This backyard naturally needs to be properly managed.
teor City is unlike any other area; the traits in this area have a natural screening effect.
Because the weak trait owners will die very quickly; only the strong can survive.
Riku naturally wasn't willing to let this piece of fat at go.
So.
Becoming the behind-the-scenes King of teor City was also part of Riku's plan.
After confirming Canary had left.
Riku casually found a dilapidated house, and then activated his ability.
Lightning Nen Beast (Red)!
After possessing the Telekinetic Master ability, Riku found the operational range of his Nen Beasts had expanded to about fifty kiloters!
And the Nen Beasts possess a certain degree of autonomy, aning they will act according to the requirents set by Riku, including making judgnts, etc.
Equivalent to a simple smart AI.
If encountering complex choices, they will automatically transmit information to Riku, letting Riku make the decision.
Coupled with being constructed entirely of Lightning Nen, they are themselves super power banks, so there's even less need to worry about endurance.
As Riku's strength improves, this ability will also progress accordingly.
Doing dirty work like this... naturally, he couldn't do it himself.
Especially this kind of thing that makes one a focal point.
Didn't you see those tycoons in his past life, willing to spend heavy sums every year to purchase the removal of their nas just to avoid being on the Forbes list?
The bird that sticks its head out gets shot; he still understands this simple logic.
As for the behind-the-scenes black boss, naturally, a different candidate is needed.
In this currently dark teor City, countless residents are waiting for salvation.
They are yearning for the descent of a savior.
So.
The savior has arrived!
District 9, Central Area.
Compared to the outside, one can already see those dilapidated high-rise buildings here. Although they look tattered, they are completely worlds apart from the garbage dumps.
At least in this area, there are normal water resources, and even that incredibly expensive, clean, soft bread!
The entire area is surrounded by iron fences, blocking those filthy scavengers from entering, leaving only a few locked gates for passage.
Outside the fence.
A massive number of scavengers were gathering here, because it was once again the day for the monthly tax collection.
Even to pick garbage, one needs to pay taxes.
Living here requires more courage than dying!
"Hehe! Damn bastard! These things of yours are absolutely not enough to pay your tax for this month. Drag him to the at market!!"
A man with dyed yellow hair, his nose, lips, and ears pierced with various studs, and wearing a leather jacket, kicked over an emaciated scavenger.
Then several punk underlings next to him directly hauled the emaciated scavenger up and dragged him away.
The so-called at market is the place where people are directly chopped into pieces and sold.
In a place like teor City, eating human at is a luxury; only the wealthy can afford it.
"This idiot won't do either! But the face is passable. Drag her to the Black Cave, and after she's played to death, drag her to the at market!"
The man with the lip stud glanced at a woman with numb eyes, wrapped in dirty cloth strips, and let out a lewd laugh.
Several underlings imdiately ca over and hauled up the cloth-wrapped woman, preparing to leave.
Among the massive number of scavengers nearby, absolutely no one dared to say a word of objection. Every single person was like a terrified rat, their eyes revealing fear, unwillingness, and despair.
The eyes of that emaciated young woman were also hollow and numb, clearly having given up on this world.
"Truly cruel behavior."
Suddenly.
A tall figure walked slowly from the distance. His voice wasn't loud, but it seed completely out of place here, clearly heard by everyone.
It drew countless gazes over.
White Arrancar attire, handso features, a strand of curled bangs falling on his forehead, a katana at his waist.
Tall and straight, dressed cleanly and neatly, he didn't look like a person living in teor City at all.
"Who are you?"
The studded man stared sowhat warily at this unfamiliar guy before him. The opponent's attire clearly wasn't that of a bottom-tier scavenger, making him sowhat apprehensive.
"I am Sosuke Aizen!"
Aizen Riku smiled slightly, gentlemanly.
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