To the Future Hisoka

Heavens Arena had roughly three dividing lines.

The first was the hundredth floor.

The second lay between the hundred-and-fiftieth and two-hundredth floors.

The third was anything above the two-hundredth floor.

Menchi had only just arrived, yet a single victory in the preliminary round had carried her past the first dividing line.

Moyu had also knocked out his opponent in an instant, but he had only advanced to the sixtieth floor.

The difference was probably in how they had displayed their abilities.

Then again, it also came down to each referee's judgment.

The referee assigned to Menchi was a Nen user, so he could tell she was one too.

He could also see the cold-blooded hunting instincts of a wild animal in the way she defended and counterattacked.

With that in mind, the referee had probably considered the danger Menchi posed to lower-floor contestants and handed her a ticket straight to the hundredth floor.

At the hundredth floor, Heavens Arena provided contestants with private rooms.

"What a view!"

Menchi leaned over the balcony, the cold wind blowing against her face as she gazed excitedly down at the streets and buildings below.

The room for a hundredth-floor contestant was small, but it had everything she needed.

Moyu sat on the single bed, took out his envelope, and emptied the money inside.

Twenty crisp, high-denomination bills. Two hundred thousand Jenie in total.

Going by the purchasing power of his previous life, that came to about ten thousand yuan.

"Climbing from the sixtieth floor to the two-hundredth should bring in around five hundred million Jenie. For a Nen user, that's easy money. Hmm... once I reach the two-hundredth floor, I'll withdraw my registration."

Moyu put the bills away.

Though he had only just arrived and was still on the sixtieth floor, he was already