Hearing that Leoli had found enough treasures to deliver to the hotel owner and his wife, Okata couldn't help but smile and said, "It seems that I am the last one. If you don't exchange it for the right to live in the room, maybe what you will leave for me in the end is a warehouse."

"Well, go quickly." Xiaojie nodded.

Okata walked towards the couple who were sitting in a chair leisurely and contentedly. He took out the gold, silver and jewelry he had recovered from the depths of the sea from his pocket and put it on the table in front of them without much attention: "This should be enough, right?"

"Hmm? Let's take a look." Hearing this, the old man among the couple quickly took out the magnifying glass tied with a lanyard on his chest, and carefully examined the handful of jewelry handed over by Okata one by one, as if he was very professional.

Ogata stood aside and asked him to come and test it casually. He was not in a hurry, and he didn't care much about how much these things were worth. As long as he could change to a room for shelter from the wind and rain, it would be fine.

According to what they said when they just landed on this island, only Jenny's jewelry worth 20 million can be exchanged for an ordinary room. So when Okao salvaged these treasures that sank to the bottom of the sea, he also chose the ones that looked expensive to bring to the ashore. He thought that they should be like the earth, they were all luxurious accessories, and they were shining when they were lit. Seeing that Okao saw that his smile was full of joy, it was obvious that the treasures he brought to the ashore should be far more than the price standard of 'twenty million'.

He nodded without making any conspiracy. He put away the keys the hotel owner handed him and left.

"How is it?" Kurapika walked towards him at this time and looked at Okata asking with concern.

Okabaya replied: "Medium room should be the same as everyone else." He remembered that Gon and Killua said that everyone was assigned to the so-called "medium room" to live. The conditions should be no difference.

"Oh, by the way. Two people live in each room. Who are you with? Is it Leoli?" Kurapika suddenly thought of something and asked directly.

Upon hearing this, Okabaya asked in surprise: "Two people live in the same room?"

"Yes! Because this hotel was temporarily renovated by this couple with a bus, the number of rooms is very small. It takes every two candidates to squeeze into a room." Kurapika explained that he didn't know about this, so he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Leoli went ashore earlier than me to submit the treasure he found, so he allocated his room one step earlier than me. If nothing unexpected happens, I should have arranged a room with someone else to live."

"Oh. You can find someone else to exchange the key cards for the room." Kurapika smiled slightly, and he made a suggestion.

Okabaya shook his head and replied, "Forget it, let's take a look first. Who is living with me in the room I assigned to. If I really have Leoli, that would be great."

"Okay." Kurapika nodded.

...

Okara took his room key card and compared the number marked on the door of the simple hotel room. He went to find the room assigned to him by the couple.

The rooms here are very dense, on both sides, and the distance between each room is very small. It can be predicted that the space inside should not be large enough.

When Okao walked all the way to the end of the corridor in the order of numbers and found his room, he found that the door was half open. Sure enough, before he found this place, there was a candidate from a room who had arrived here and moved in.

Is it Leoli?

No. The chance of this is very small. Ogata is very clear, so he doesn't have any expectations. If it is really Leoli, at most they have more common languages, and they don't have to deliberately hide anything. If it were an outsider, Ogata is nothing but a little vigilant. But when he doesn't like to practice, someone disturbs him, which is absolutely intolerable.

So, if it is really noisy and quarreling, Ogata will really consider Kurapika's advice and find other candidates to exchange rooms.

When he grabbed the door handle with his hand and opened the door of the room, he found a figure sitting cross-legged on the single bed beside the window. His face was sitting upright and made people feel the solemnity in the calmness in the room.

It's this guy.

As soon as Okao took a look, he recognized this man with distinctive characteristics among the candidates!

The Dongyang Ninja wearing a black tights, a red scarf around her neck, and a bright bald head... Hanzo.

The reason why I was so impressed was that in the previous rounds of exams, Okabaya had paid attention to his existence. Because this guy had a strong presence, he had been running at the forefront, or in the second round of cooking exams, he knew how to make sushi. As well as the Trap Tower level that just happened, he had completed the pass test before Okabaya and his friends came out of the tower. Together, these things showed a comprehensive ability that was different from ordinary people!

Moreover, the identity of ninja made Okata very interesting.

You should know that he worked in Japan and had more or less contact with a series of legends and documentary records about ninjas.

Whether it is fabricated or real, the ability of the ninja seems particularly mysterious.

At this time, it seemed that Okata's footsteps were sensed. Hanzo, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes and his eyes fell on Okata who had just walked into the room: "So you are worthy of this room."

"Each one another." Okabaya smiled softly, walked to another empty bed and sat down.

Hanzo looked at Okata: "I am deeply impressed by you. I'm called Okata Yusuke, right? When you finished the second level exam, I was so jealous of you guy!"

It seems that this bald ninja is better at communicating than expected.

"So, it's not a good thing to stand out from the crowd." Okabaya said in a chat.

Hanzo said with a smile: "Do you know? I thought I was the only one who mastered the method of making sushi, so I must be the candidate who passed the level. I didn't expect the result to be like this."

The two of them made some polite words, and Ogata and Hanzo each started practicing.

This is also good, at least both of them think it is a good thing to give each other a space.

Okata didn't know what Hanzang was practicing. Because he couldn't feel any energy fluctuations. He was practicing the ability to recite, and Hanzang, who had not yet understood it, could not capture anything special.

During this process, Hanzo secretly opened his eyes several times.

Because he really couldn't stand it anymore, it was hard for him to imagine that the man sitting opposite him had never moved his body for two hours and was sitting there motionlessly, which was more like a ninja than him.

How is this possible?

He actually sat for so long, and he wouldn't feel bored at all?

Okara closed his eyes like a statue, and there was no trace of movement in Hanzo's sight opposite.

Hanzo finally couldn't help it. He blinked, pretended to cough a few times, and said, "Hey, that... Okabata, what are you doing? Is it a special way of practicing?"

Upon hearing this, Ogata opened his eyes for a long time and looked at him: "How about exchanging questions?...

"Ha?" Hanzo found it interesting and asked, "How to exchange it?" He stroked his head and looked at Okata who was sitting opposite him. Because it was too boring, the whole room was dull for so long that he couldn't sit still.

"I ask what I am interested in, if you ask what you are interested in, everyone will exchange truthfully and change the answers to their own questions and answers to the other party." Okabaya said.

Hanzo nodded: "Okay, you answer my question first, what are you practicing, right?"

"Yes. It's cultivation." Okabaya replied briefly.

Hanzo felt that Okata's answer was too simple. When he was about to ask something, Okata spoke lightly: "What is the ninja practice?"

"A kind of ability to perceive." Hanzo replied ambiguously.

Okata smiled: "Okay, the game is over, I already know what I am interested in."

"What?" Hanzo felt that he had been deceived because he was very honest, but the other party was very cunning. He avoided important things, but he drew the answer he wanted to know from his mouth.

Okara stared at Hanzo and said slowly: "My way of cultivation is similar to yours. But obviously, I need more peace and time."

"Uh, okay. You guy is really depressed, forget it...you continue practicing, I'll go out for a walk." Hanzo couldn't imagine that as a ninja, he would be taken away by an outsider he had just met.

Okara watched Hanzo leave the room, and he could finally face up to the benefits he gained after he advanced to the Gangqi Map of the Underworld Ding.

Just like in the second stage, he has a strong ability to heal. Now, every time he has an extra ability, he has an extra way out and better protect himself in this relatively chaotic and dangerous world.

Half hid here just now, and he could not expose his abilities in front of outsiders. Even if he was assigned to the roommate in the same room, Leoli, who was more familiar to him, he would not easily show his special place.

People have secrets, and keep them to the end and keep them the best, the wise are the ones.

So he was waiting, waiting for the solitude he left for himself.

Now that Hanzo left, he lifted up the Qi in his body, because the other party's perception was indeed far beyond ordinary people, and it was easy to detect something.

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Chapter completed!