*"Family member?"*
The sudden intruder, Moarik, extended his hand, pointing at Kastro, who lay on the ground, and calmly spoke.
"Family member? When Mr. Kastro registered, there was no mention of any family members in the contact information section."
The logistics staff responded with a hint of caution.
He waved his hand, and several security personnel quickly gathered around.
After a fighter's defeat, they are typically in a vulnerable state.
There have been instances where rivals have sought revenge during such moments.
Although those who attempted such actions were severely punished by the Sky Arena, making such incidents rare, it is still necessary to maintain protective measures.
"I'm just a friend, someone he met in the past two days."
Moarik spread his hands, "If you don't believe me, I can wait until you transport him to a secure location and then come find him."
With that, he deliberately took a step back, signaling that he had no ill intentions.
"..."
Seeing this, the logistics staff visibly relaxed, though still on guard, and ordered Kastro to be taken away.
Currently, they needed to ensure Kastro would face no further incidents.
However, once he left their care for treatment, any subsequent events would not be their responsibility.
Moarik also quietly watched the group depart, his primary objective for being there now accomplished.
*[You've obtained a high-level blind box. Would you like to open it?]*
*[Opened successfully. Obtained: a bag of Senzu Beans (from the Dragon Ball world).]*
"This time it's from [Dragon Ball], huh? A whole bag of Senzu Beans~~~"
Moarik's hand moved slightly, and a dull-looking, seemingly ordinary bag appeared in his hand.
It was full, bulging with contents.
"Even the bag has the same style as in [Dragon Ball]."
Weighing the bag slightly to estimate the number of Senzu Beans inside, Moarik couldn't help but smile.
"If all goes as planned, these Senzu Beans should be enough for me until the end of all the storylines, right?"
"Although, that rogue Togashi is still on hiatus, throwing in the Phantom Troupe's backstory, and the Dark Continent arc is nowhere in sight..."
*[Senzu Bean]: Eating just one can prevent hunger for ten days and possesses an extremely potent healing ability. As long as a person is not dead, it can instantly restore physical strength and energy, bringing the body back to its optimal state from extreme fatigue.*
The Senzu Bean is green and shaped like a petal. In size and form, it closely resembles a broad bean.
Besides its powerful restorative properties, it does have two drawbacks.
One is its low yield, with an annual output that is not high; cultivating it is very time-consuming, often taking a year to produce only a few.
When Senzu Beans first appeared at Korin Tower, they were calculated by the jar, with a whole jar full.
These were the accumulation of hundreds of years by Korin.
However, due to Yajirobe's wastefulness, by the time of the [Dragon Ball] era, it was hard to gather even a small bag.
They became so scarce that they could only be counted individually.
But with this full bag in Moarik's possession, he didn't need to worry about quantity.
"Unfortunately, they can only heal physical injuries and can't cure diseases."
Moarik felt a bit regretful about this second drawback.
While Senzu Beans can restore physical strength and heal both external and internal injuries, they can't cure diseases.
In the Android Saga, Goku suffered from a viral heart disease, and the Senzu Beans were powerless.
As a result, the great Saiyan died of illness in his prime.
"But having this ability is more than enough."
Moarik seemed quite satisfied, "In this world, anything that can instantly heal injuries and replenish stamina is a priceless treasure."
"If I were to sell them, I could probably fetch a good price."
Joking to himself, Moarik stored the Senzu Beans carefully.
Having just arrived at the Sky Arena, he had already acquired this rare red [high-level] blind box.
To have obtained such a life-saving item, the rewards were substantial.
Just with these Senzu Beans, this trip had already proven worthwhile.
"Unboxing firearms and weapons in a mafia family, and obtaining life-saving items for healing injuries in a martial arts competition arena..."
"It seems there's some logic to what these blind boxes provide~~~"
With a satisfied heart, Moarik continued walking out.
This time, he was after more than just a single blind box.
...
Inside the affiliated hospital of the Sky Arena.
"Did I lose?"
Kastro lay on the hospital bed, his eyes vacant as he stared at the white ceiling.
He woke up shortly after receiving brief medical treatment.
But he would rather have never woken up.
"I really lost completely."
He chuckled bitterly, his voice tinged with self-mockery.
Hisoka had utterly shattered his pride.
His martial prowess, of which he was so proud, was nothing in front of Hisoka.
He felt like a mouse being toyed with by a cat, easily manipulated and dominated by Hisoka.
Even Kastro understood that his survival wasn't because he was resilient or lucky.
It was because Hisoka deliberately held back, sparing his life as a victor.
This, to him, was the greatest humiliation!!
"This is the shame of my life!!"
Despite the sharp pain from the playing cards cutting into his arm, Kastro tightly gripped the bedsheet.
He had stormed his way through countless battles, full of confidence, to reach the 200th floor.
Full of confidence, he challenged the strong.
Yet, reality hit him hard.
Not only did he lose so miserably, but he was also spared like a mercy case, as pitiful as a defeated dog!!
"However, I still have a chance to come back!!"
Feeling a surge of newfound strength within him, a gleam of determination flashed in Kastro's eyes.