NOVEL WEB Chapter 2: 2
But such eyes only flashed for a moment before he lowered his head, turned away from Ron, and left in a hurry.
No one behaved strangely, and Ron had long been accustomed to such looks and behaviors.
In this way, Ron walked silently behind Lucas, and after a while, they arrived at their destination, a small dilapidated garden.
"This time there are a total of one hundred and seventy-two people, all of whom are entrusted to you," the big man Lucas said, standing at the gate of the garden and pointing to the disheveled people lying inside.
Ron looked inside, then looked away without any reaction, simply staring at Lucas without speaking or acting.
The two of them stood like this, and the air suddenly fell into silence.
Finally, smelling the faint odor of decaying corpses, Lucas's eyes twitched, and he said in a muffled voice, "It's true that there are more corpses to process this time than before, but the elders won't shortchange you."
As he spoke, Lucas took a black card from his pocket under Ron's expressionless gaze.
"Here, this is the reward for this task, enough for you to exchange for certain living supplies."
"Not enough, there should be more." Ron took the card, but his eyes did not waver at all, still staring at Lucas.
"Will you honestly hand over my share, or should I beat you to the ground and take it out myself?" Ron said flatly, and gradually a layer of not weak aura wrapped around his body.
Aura! It's a standard configuration for Nen!
The life energy in the human body is 'Aura,' which is slowly lost from every part of the body all the time. When a being opens their Aura Nodes, a significant amount of Aura overflows the body surface, and perfect control of this Aura is called Nen.
And the power to use Aura to attack or defend is called "Nian."
Lucas's eyes were also covered with a layer of white aura. He looked at the aura surrounding Ron's body, compared it with his own, fell silent, and then honestly put his hand into his trouser pocket again.
"Here, it's right this time."
Another small card was handed over, and Ron finally nodded.
"Okay, that's better. If you dare to covet my rightful salary next time, I won't be as polite as I am now, Brother Lucas."
Ron called him "brother," but there was no respect in his words.
At the same time, he put his hands behind his back, and with a flick of his fingers, the two black cards he was holding disappeared immediately.
Hearing Ron's unkind, even provocative words, Lucas frowned, but wisely chose not to say much.
In Meteor Street, the law of the jungle is the first priority.
Whoever is stronger can enjoy more privileges.
From Lucas's point of view, although Ron's words sounded harsh, they were only harsh. Ron was much stronger than him, so he was naturally qualified to say such things.
As for dignity and face, can they be eaten?
Here, strength comes first. Once his strength surpasses Ron's, any scores to settle will naturally be addressed.
Lucas understood this truth, and Ron understood it even more.
But the latter didn't think that Lucas could catch up with him at all, and he didn't even take Lucas seriously.
After collecting the black card, Ron walked into the small garden and closed the gate so Lucas outside couldn't see what was going on inside.
The reason Ron has so much confidence around Lucas is, on one hand, due to his clear understanding of this world's view before arriving here, and the rules of Meteor Street are even clearer.
Of course, this isn't the most important aspect. The most critical aspect is the awakened Nen, or Goldfinger, when he crossed over.
That's right, Ron was born in the 21st century and grew up under the red flag. He is a very normal and sunny youth.
Originally, as a young man of the new era who just graduated, Ron passed into this extraordinary Hunter world with a blink of an eye before he had time to enter society.
Before his journey, Ron vaguely remembered that he was reading a novel called "Hunter X Hunter: Write a Book and Become a God," and played a small game of tomb robbery, but he was so engrossed that he forgot the time, gradually falling asleep on the table.
When he woke up, he found himself lying on a garbage dump.
Ron woke up dazed, not only feeling like he had returned to the state of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old but also surrounded by people in protective clothing who, upon finding him, spoke a lot of chirping birdsong that he couldn't understand at all.
In that state, if the person in the flat house hadn't taken him home, he might have ended up like everyone lying in the garden now.
Looking at the corpses piled up in every corner of the garden, the flies buzzing everywhere, and the stench of rotting bodies, Ron shook his head with emotion and, without saying anything, started his job on Meteor Street.