While Moses was checking the rewards from Perception, the matter between Biscuit and Killua had already been settled.
Without Moses's protection, the young Transmuter, Killua had been thoroughly pummeled by the older, more experienced Transmuter, Biscuit.
Needless to say, Killua's nose and face were bruised and swollen, and there were several conspicuous large bumps on his head.
His injury looked even more serious than the Roly-Poly Hisoka after the Heavens Arena's fights.
Kastro glanced at Biscuit and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
He knew a little about the relationship between his master and Biscuit, and he also knew that Biscuit's strength was totally inconsistent with her current youthful appearance.
So even if he wanted to stop Biscuit from beating up Killua, it was ultimately beyond his power.
It seems that all he can do is provide Killua with some top-tier medicine for external injuries.
As an Enhancer, Kastro took Moses's teachings to heart when practicing. He not only focuses on Nen Techniques, but also on his physical strength. Therefore, he carried plenty of effective medicinal supplies.
Killua stood off to the side, looking utterly defeated.
Gon was unable to help and could only look at Killua with an apologetic look on his face.
After dealing with Machi, Hisoka has been ignored by Moses in various ways, but he did not give up and was quietly planning to have a 'deep conversation' with Moses in the future.
However, his attention soon shifted to Killua and Gon.
Just now, Killua had gone all out trying to withstand Biscuit's onslaught.
Of course, that resistance amounted to nothing against Biscuit, but it did catch Hisoka's interest.
Seeing the proficiency of the Nen Techniques that Killua used while struggling, Hisoka simply put Killua and Kurapika in the same position.
There was no doubt that these two beginners, who had just started to learn Nen, displayed amazing talents, which naturally aroused Hisoka's interest.
Shifting his gaze to Gon, Hisoka discovered that the Aura radiating from Gon was raw and powerful, something Hisoka found deeply alluring.
'Such fresh little apples...'
Hisoka, whose interest was piqued, glanced at Killua and Gon's butts intentionally or unintentionally.
Since Hisoka did not try to hide anything, Killua and Gon could clearly feel the gaze from Hisoka's direction, and they couldn't help but shiver.
They didn't dare turn around to look at Hisoka, but instead ran to Moses to seek a sense of security.
When Moses came out of the depths of his consciousness, he naturally noticed naturally noticed Hisoka's predatory gaze on Killua and Gon.
He shook his head slightly, helped Killua and Gon block the visual attack from Hisoka, and then asked everyone to find a place to rest and eat.
Naturally, everyone had no objection. They all left the dilapidated competition venue and took the elevator to the first floor of the Heavens Arena.
Inside the elevator, Moses pulled out his phone and sent a text message to Menchi.
A few seconds later, Menchi replied with a short message, the content of which was very concise, and the gist of it was that she would cook.
Moses smiled in approval.
Ding-
The elevator reached the first floor. Even before the doors fully opened, a noisy voice came in from outside.
Those voices were basically shouting Moses and the others' names.
As the elevator doors opened fully, the shouting rose to a deafening level.
Moses looked towards the lobby on the first floor, and saw the place was surrounded by a dense crowd of people.
Fortunately, there were many security personnel setting up an arc-shaped guard line, otherwise, it would be difficult to guarantee that the crowd would not rush over directly.
Looking at the crowd around him cheering loudly, a strange look flashed across Moses's face, and he suddenly felt an odd sense of déjà vu, like stepping back into the Heavens Arena's competition again.
It's just that the people in front of him were even more fanatical.
The others in the elevator also looked at the crowd that had surrounded the lobby on the first floor.
'What is going on?'
Everyone had different expressions for a moment.
Only Kastro remained calm, as he's used to this kind of spectacle.
This city was known as the 'Fighting Paradise', where powerful fighters were revered like international superstars.
Unlike Moses, who vanished for years, or Hisoka, who appeared sporadically, Kastro had always remained in the public eye.
So strictly speaking, while his fame and popularity in the Heavens Arena may not be as great as Moses and Hisoka, he is definitely the most popular one.
But after today? Moses would likely surpass him in popularity.
After all, the citizens must have seen through the live broadcast the incredible scene where Moses killed several members of the Phantom Troupe by himself in the venue.
"Moses! Moses!"
"Kastro! Kastro!"
Everyone in the elevator heard the names of Moses and Kastro from the deafening cheers.
"Roly-Poly! Roly-Poly!"
At the same time, a strange name was mixed in with the fanatical and loud cheers.
Gon tilted his head curiously and asked in a low voice, "Killua, is Roly-Poly the mascot of the Heavens Arena?"
"Probably. Many fighting venues will have mascots to warm up the venue, and then the organizers can sell some merchandises like pendants to generate profits. Besides, Roly-Poly symbolizes resilience, which fits the Heavens Arena perfectly."
Killua vaguely felt that he had overlooked something, but he didn't care much and answered Gon's question casually.
Gon looked surprised when he heard this and sighed:
"No wonder so many people are shouting Roly-Poly. It seems that this mascot is very popular in the Heavens Arena. Killua, I want to buy a pendant and send it to Aunt Mito."
"Sure, I'll grab something to send too."
Killua nodded, agreeing with Gon's suggestion.
However, neither of them noticed Hisoka, who is in the corner of the elevator, looked increasingly frustrated as a metaphorical black line crept down his temple.
Kastro overheard Gon and Killua's conversation, and seemed to have thought of something. He raised his hand to lift up his cloak, touched his waist, and said enthusiastically:
"Gon, Killua, I've got two rare limited-edition pendants and keychains here. If you don't mind, I can give them to you."
"Huh? Really? Thank you so much, Mr. Kastro!"
Gon's eyes lit up with excitement as a big smile spread across his face.
Killua glanced at Kastro and secretly sighed in his heart: 'This guy is really a kind-hearted person.'
Kastro chuckled and said, "It's just a small matter, no need to be so polite."
As he said that, he took out a small pendant and a keychain, then handed them to Gon and Killua.
Gon stretched out his hand excitedly, but when he saw the appearance of the small pendant and key chain, he froze.
The pendant and keychain were actually a cartoon-like figure of Hisoka.
'So-'
'Was the Roly-Poly everyone had been chanting referring to Hisoka?'
'But why was the figure bruised and battered?'
Gon stared blankly, processing the absurdity.
Killua looked at the rare Roly-Poly pendant in Kastro's hand, then instinctively turned his head to look at his own bruised face in the reflection of the steel plate of the elevator, and fell silent for a moment.
He finally remembered the origin of the inspirational image of the Roly-Poly...
Noticing their strange reactions, Kastro asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
"…"
Gon and Killua remained silent.
The two thought that if they could turn back time, they'd never have brought up the Roly-Poly topic!
Moses, who was standing at the front, almost laughed out loud.
Though he managed to hold back his laughter, he couldn't resist glancing back at Hisoka.
Unfortunately, or perhaps hilariously, that glance was noticed by Hisoka. His face darkened further, with metaphorical black lines multiplying across his expression.