How to become a full-time hunter

Extra 1   Little Hisoka and Little Machi (Part 1)

Meteor Street, District 11.

The sky is covered with a hazy fog, and the sun cannot be seen here.

The mountains formed by various garbage piles are endless, silent as nothingness, and the cold wreckage exudes chill. This lifeless place has no vitality and is not suitable for human habitation.

Not only is the environment here harsh, but there is no water, no food, and everything that humans need.

There is only one thing here - garbage!

This is Meteor Street!

1,500 years ago, Meteor Street was a cemetery for waste, and the area is about 6,000 square kilometers.

People from the outside world throw unwanted things or people here, and they will be accepted here, and people born here will not have registration information.

People living in Meteor Street rely on garbage thrown from other continents to survive.

Once there is no airship to transport garbage for a long time, a large number of people will starve to death in Meteor Street.

For them, garbage is all hope! Children are no exception!

Tomorrow... No one will think about tomorrow, because if you can't find useful garbage, you can't get food, and if you can't find food, you can't last until the next day!

However, there is no need to worry that the garbage from the outside world will stop being transported. Any country likes this place where garbage can be dumped at will, and there is a steady stream of new garbage thrown into Meteor Street every day.

At this moment, a little boy appeared on a garbage mountain.

The little boy was about six or seven years old. He was very thin and his face was dark, and his original appearance could not be seen.

However, his hair was a light golden red, perhaps because of natural color, or perhaps because of long-term malnutrition and lack of certain vitamins in the body.

The boy was originally wearing an adult's clothes, which was wrapped around him like a long skirt, and it had long been torn into pieces, barely covering his body. The reason why the little boy chose this clothes was because there was a small pocket inside his arms to hide some things, and whether it fit him was not within his consideration.

At this moment, he was using both hands to dig hard at the cold garbage.

His hands have been worn out with calluses. Even so, since they are covered with cuts, he seems to feel no pain and is still desperately picking at the garbage in front of him that cannot be distinguished.

He drifted to Area 11 from other places and has not found food for three days. The boy knows that if he can't find food today, he may die!

The little boy no longer feels hungry. He survived the moment of hunger and pain last night. At that time, he even thought that his stomach had digested itself.

"Xi Suo, if you don't want to die, you must find food today."

The little boy said to himself and looked up at the sky.

He dragged his body to the limit to search for food. It was completely an instinct for survival!

When he looked back, a red garbage bag among all kinds of useless garbage on the top of the garbage mountain attracted the little boy's attention!

In the garbage bag, there was a paper bag with oil stains!

Oil stains on the paper means that there is food wrapped in it!

The little boy used all his strength, kneeling and crawling, struggling to climb up in the gaps of the messy garbage.

He tore open the red garbage bag with his teeth and grabbed the paper bag tightly in his hand. Without even opening it to check what was inside, he stuffed it directly into his pocket and then climbed out with great caution.

Because the little boy had just wandered to District 11, he was not sure whether it was safe here. He planned to return to his nest to check today's harvest.

However, what he was worried about still happened.

Just as the little boy had just climbed down the garbage mountain and was about to go back, a voice came from behind.

"The garbage mountain here is under our control!"

"How dare you break the rules here?!"

The little boy turned around and saw a group of older children surrounding him from a distance.

These children were obviously over ten years old and much taller and stronger than the little boy.

It turned out that in order to reduce disputes and reasonably allocate garbage resources, the residents of Meteor Street deliberately allocated garbage mountains to various blocks.

Strong men searched for the garbage mountains farthest from the residential area, women and experienced old people often explored the garbage near the middle school, and half-grown children searched for the garbage mountains closest to the residential area.

Each age group and each block has its own exclusive garbage area.

"I'm asking you a question? Which block are you from!" a dark-skinned boy shouted loudly.

Little Xi Suo kept silent. He knew that even if he spoke, he would not be able to escape a beating.

"Don't say it? Beat me!"

At the command of the leading big boy, Little Xi Suo was kicked down on the spot. A group of children surrounded him and punched and kicked him, each time with all their strength!

But Little Xi Suo didn't say a word, as if his mouth was sealed by iron juice, and he didn't even groan, as if he was a mute.

His eyes were fixed on the leading child king.

"Damn, you dare to stare at me?"

The child king suddenly got angry, pushed away the people around him, and prepared to do it himself!

At this time, Little Xi Suo stood up staggeringly.

"Hey, it seems that you want to fight me one-on-one?"

The child king pointed at Little Xi Suo and screamed, and the children watching around laughed!

Little Xi Suo's thin figure formed a sharp contrast with the tall body of the child king!

The child king would not miss this opportunity to establish his authority.

"If you think I'm easy to bully, you are wrong!"

In order to express himself in front of many subordinates, the Kid King deliberately stayed close to Hisoka.

Little Hisoka suddenly lowered his head and charged forward, hitting the child king hard in the stomach with a headbutt! There was a sudden attack on the stomach, and the older child couldn't help but lean down.

Little Hisoka was waiting for this opportunity, so he threw the older child to the ground, and then punched him hard!

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the children around him rushed forward, kicking and dragging the little boy, but little Hisoka ignored him and punched like crazy, beating the big boy he was holding down.

It wasn't until all the children came together and held down little Hisoka that the child king was able to break free.

Blood flowed down the child's nose and mouth.

If people from other places saw the little boy's wolf-like eyes and crazy fighting style, they might feel scared and retreat. But this is Meteor Street. Once you are weak, you will be bullied by others!

Not only was the older child not afraid, but the flowing blood stimulated him. He said viciously: "Hold him down, I'm going to kill him today!"

"Kill...kill?"

"Isn't this bad? After all, he is also from Meteor Street..."

"And the adults should be back soon..."

The children around him heard this and tried to dissuade him one after another. Although they were vicious, they really didn't dare to kill anyone.

"Hey, what are you afraid of! He's not from our neighborhood anyway, and he was the one who broke the rules first!"

"If something happens, I'll take care of it!"

"Fuck with me, and I won't let you suffer! Whoever touches our people in District 11 in the future will end up like him!"

The Child King shouted angrily, and the children were convinced by him and respected him even more.

Although there were some mistakes in the process, the big boy was quite satisfied to see that he had consolidated his position as the kid king of District 11.

He stared at the little boy who was being held down and said coldly: "Today is your death anniversary!"

At this time, a clear girl's voice sounded above everyone's heads.

“District 11 is so majestic!”

The big boy looked up and saw a girl holding a bear doll standing in the garbage pile. She looked about six years old.

"Who are you? Want to interfere in our affairs in District 11?"

"I'm from District 13." The girl said calmly.

"Damn it, an outsider from District 13 dares to point fingers at things in our neighborhood!"

The dark-skinned boy immediately took a step forward, ready to start a fight if he disagreed!

At this time, the kid king suddenly remembered a rumor. He pulled the dark boy and shook his head slightly.

"Are you a spider?"

The girl smiled and replied: "You are smart."

"Hmph, don't think I'm afraid of District 13!"

The big boy hesitated for a moment and said slowly: "I'm trying to save you this time. District 11 is not that easy to mess with. Remember, there won't be a next time!"

"Since you want to protect this trash, you can take it away."

After that, the big boy waved his hand and left with many children.

"Boss, what's going on? It's just a little girl..."

"Shh...I heard that there is a girl holding a bear doll in District 13...a member of the Spiders..."

The group of people left in a hurry, leaving only a few words, but they couldn't be heard clearly.

Little Hisoka looked at the girl curiously, she was actually able to scare away the group of older children. However, that's where it stopped. Xiao Hisoka didn't intend to communicate with the girl.

He needed to get back to his lair quickly.

"I saved you, shouldn't you say thank you?"

The little girl walked down the garbage mountain, following the footsteps of the little boy.

Xiao Hisoka was a little surprised, but he still squeezed out two words from the corner of his mouth: "Thank you."

"Is this the end? Aren't you going to invite your savior to sit at home?" the little girl asked again.

The little boy stopped, but soon started walking again, this time without any answer.

The little girl was not discouraged and followed little Hisoka not far or near.

In this way, the two children walked one behind the other among the garbage.