Not Looking Good

"Whew—"

Moyu, having drained all his Nen, let out a weary breath.

He closed his Aura Nodes and went to the bathroom to rinse off.

After coming out of the bathroom, part of his Latent Aura had already recovered.

"Soul Echo."

Moyu used his recovered aura to Conjure a Shadow Person.

"Mimicry."

Driven by his thoughts, Moyu struggled to transform the Shadow Person into Hisoka's appearance. It was still in that Picasso-like style where one could barely recognize the identity.

The efficiency of Mimicry was very low when reproducing another person's appearance, and the process was difficult.

Once his Hatsu level improved, perhaps this problem could be alleviated.

If not, he would probably have to turn to Vow and Restriction again.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Moyu began his daily Hisoka-beating routine.

He kept at it for ten minutes before stopping and dismissing his ability. Then he lay on the bed, took out his phone, and called Cheadle's number. However, the call was hung up before it even connected.

Moyu lowered the phone, guessing that Cheadle might not be in a position to answer. He did not call again.

He set the phone aside, closed his eyes, and sensed the subtle changes within his body while in Zetsu.

A few minutes later.

His phone started ringing.

Moyu opened his eyes, picked up the phone, and pressed the answer button.

"Cheadle, it's me."

Considering that Cheadle might not recognize this number, Moyu spoke first.

"I know."

Cheadle's voice came through the phone. "Liz told me you went to Shivadani City."

"Yeah."

Moyu responded, then directly asked the question that concerned him most. "Cheadle, has there been any progress with the Exorcism...?"

"..."

The other end of the line suddenly fell silent.

That reaction seemed to have given him the answer in advance.

"It