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After exchanging for powerful equipment, everyone returned home to prepare themselves.
In reality, even the most powerful equipment is just an inanimate object; it can only unleash its true potential when wielded by a capable master.
The strength of the items comes from the hunter's true intent. If a hunter possesses determination, even the weakest weapon can perform far beyond its normal capabilities. They can even defeat enemies stronger than themselves; it all depends on the human who can truly utilize and master the weapon.
"Today is a great day to set out again. We need to revitalize the team's spirit and go further than anyone else; that is my goal." The balance in the Merit Card was barely two or three thousand, which was clearly enough to exchange for some suitable items that could provide real assistance in battle and significantly impact their survival.
Freyr arrived at the association early. As his gaze swept over his companions, he noticed that they had seemingly arrived long before him; even Ross, who loved to sleep in, was already there. With a new climate comes new beginnings, and they all wanted to ensure a good start for the team.
When the others saw Freyr arrive last, they wore amused expressions. It was rumored that anyone who arrived last would face a punishment of one hundred push-ups. Even though he had set this rule himself, he couldn't ignore it just because he was the Commander. Even if others tried to undermine him with such rumors, his team members would never believe them. He had always been an irreplaceable presence in the team. This time, however, he found himself as the last one to arrive. It seemed he had no choice but to enforce this rule; only then could their mission officially begin. He couldn't make exceptions just because he was the Commander; the team needed cohesion, and he had to do his best in this role.
As he thought about this, he took off his jacket since he had run over and was still warm from exertion. He didn't want to dampen his clothes.
Moreover, one hundred push-ups didn't seem too many. After just over ten minutes, he completed them and stood up.
Most of the team applauded him, and then they all headed to Wanderer's Home together. However, they were met with an unfortunate start. Wanderer's Home was already crowded; something must have happened because whenever so many hunters gathered, it usually indicated a major event.
The Flame Tower lit up once more. The last time it was ignited was during the incident when a swarm of insects attacked Giant Gorge Pass, which also led to the rise of a certain creature.
Although humanity received a reward in the form of a city that provided shelter, their population growth had reached a critical limit. Yet this alone was far from sufficient; food scarcity remained the most pressing issue at hand.
However, the recent reactivation of the Flame Tower undoubtedly signifies that a major event has occurred, though the specifics behind it remain unclear.
Given the scale of such an event, even the lowest-ranked Hunter Teams cannot afford to be absent.
Many hunters may go their entire lives without encountering significant events, yet somehow, they find themselves in the midst of them.
It is still uncertain how dire the current situation has become; it could be quite troublesome. Hunters within the association are crowded at the entrance, each face displaying surprise as they whisper among themselves, still unaware of what major incident has transpired. Initially, their expressions were filled with anger. Some appeared to have just returned from a mission, looking extremely fatigued. Yet even in their exhaustion, they had no choice but to show up for this urgent meeting.
However, once these individuals arrived, the weariness and drowsiness on their faces vanished, replaced by anger. What exactly had happened?
Perhaps time had passed significantly; as more people gathered, the figure of the President emerged from within. Hilbert was accompanied by a Vice President whose name was still unknown.
Today, the President was notably dressed in a unique Training Outfit, suggesting he had been preparing for combat.
The fact that he took such measures for this battle indicated that it was likely a troublesome incident. For most hunters, seeing the President so actively engaged and donning a Training Outfit brought about a sense of inexplicable joy.
What could it be? Many hunters quieted down and turned their attention toward the President.
It turned out that a sudden incident had arisen: a large number of insect traces were discovered at a checkpoint.
According to scans from Military Satellites and analyses from a group of scientists, there were at least a hundred different species of insects present, some of which were still unidentifiable. It sounded incredibly astonishing.
Their purpose remains unknown, but it is certain that they are marching toward their stronghold. It is unlikely that their goal is compromise or anything of the sort.
The insects are terrifying, being omnivorous and also including carnivorous species. They are extremely greedy, willing to consume even members of their own kind to satisfy their hunger.
There exists a type of evolved Mantis, a mutated variant of the primitive Mantis. To reproduce, they often devour male Mantises, and after genetic recombination, the next generation of Mantises becomes even stronger. Fortunately, the lifespan of these Mantises is generally not very long. However, with such a life cycle, humans can no longer contend with them physically. They have become capable of supporting an Zerg population and rank among the top forty terrifying killers.
In contrast, most other insects lack such formidable power.
However, humans cannot engage them in close combat; doing so would easily result in severe injuries. After all, these insects often rely on their physical strength to conquer every opponent, which exemplifies the terrifying jungle law of nature. Humans have lived too comfortably for too long.
A massive army composed of hundreds of insect species is converging toward Nipoguan in the west, and it remains uncertain when they will launch a sudden attack. The Mecha Association has dispatched specialized Battlefields and mechs; it is impossible to estimate how many insects can be eliminated during their initial contact.
Nevertheless, some insects have taken to the air, resulting in heavy losses for the Mecha Association. No fewer than a hundred Mecha Masters have perished under the invasion of that enormous Zerg flying disk.
The Battlefield carries eighty machine guns and can expend ten thousand rounds of ammunition in just one minute. At this rate of fire, the scale of insects on the ground continues to stretch for miles.
Consequently, the Mecha Association has issued a request for support. The Assassin Association, Beowulf Guild, Hunter Association, and the Black Armored Troop under the Human Alliance—along with a large number of military forces funded by taxpayer revenue—have all received orders simultaneously.
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