Everyday Foraging · Bad News Arrives

The next day, before dawn had broken.

Saitama woke up.

Sitting in the tent, he listened to the insects and birds outside and rubbed his stomach.

He was a little hungry.

The things they had brought back yesterday tasted all right.

But he could smell something even more fragrant to the west.

It smelled far better than yesterday's lizards.

Saitama quietly got up and walked out of the tent.

Dawn was only just beginning to break, and everyone in the camp was still asleep.

He glanced west, then turned and slipped into the woods.

His figure quickly vanished into the morning mist.

By the time everyone got up, Saitama was already gone.

Gon scratched his head.

"Mr. Saitama went out again?"

"Yeah." Killua bit into a piece of rations and spoke indistinctly. "He left before dawn. He's more proactive than anyone."

Kurapika finished packing and walked over.

"I'll head south and see if I can find more traces of ruins," he said. "Stay near the base. Don't go too far."

"Okay." Gon nodded.

Leorio slung his medical bag over his back and prepared to head out as well.

"I'll check the north and gather more herbs," he said. "The herbs here are potent. It won't hurt to stock up."

Genos stood at the entrance to the camp, blue light glowing in his eyes.

"I'll conduct a full-area scan. I will notify everyone immediately if anything happens."

Everyone split up and began their second day of adapting to life here.

Gon and Killua trained in the clearing beside the base.

They had adapted to the gravity much better than yesterday.

It had felt somewhat heavy at first, but after training through the night and into the morning, their movements had basically returned to normal.

Gon's fists cut through the air with