191: Hunter enters the city, half ape, half rat

After the Lightning Ratmen were killed and all the Undead had left, Su Po and the others didn't linger either. They quickly fled into a building, wanting to find a room to rest properly.

While they were at it, they used their already refreshed fishing attempts to see if they could replenish their combat power.

As for killing monsters and competing for leaderboard ranks, that had long been forgotten by the three of them.

The experience of brushing past the Grim Reaper multiple times made them clearly realize how happy and rare it was to be alive.

Without a significant increase in combat power, they weren't planning to go out and were wholeheartedly waiting for the rescue team to arrive.

Thinking to themselves, 'If I can't provoke them, can't I at least hide?'

"Speaking of which, so much time has passed, why haven't we seen any sign of the rescue team?" The Assassin bit off half a piece of compressed biscuit. Despite being very hungry, he still didn't find the taste particularly good; it was very dry and rough.

He quickly picked up the water next to him, twisted open the cap, and gulped down a large mouthful before it finally went down.

Even so, a small amount of biscuit powder mixed with water still clung to his teeth.

He had to use his tongue to meticulously scrape it off.

It didn't really matter if it was stuck there, but it felt more comfortable to get it off.

"The rescue team will probably enter from the North City Gate. It's quite far from us. It'll probably take a while for them to break through the encirclement and fight their way here." After speaking, Su Po took a large bite of biscuit.

He was a former Special Ops Soldiers soldier and didn't have any particular aversion to food like compressed biscuits.

Back when he was performing missions on the battlefield, just being able to fill his stomach was good enough. There was no time to complain about food being unappetizing or having a bad texture.

"I'll ask on the regional chat channel." The Archer took out her phone, opened Ten Thousand Realms Fishing, and entered the regional chat channel.

[Undead Monarch! You are my god!!]

[From now on, I am the Undead Monarch's dog in life, and the Undead Monarch's soul in death!]

[Dog... Although I admire your determination, is there a possibility that even if you want to be his dog, he might not be willing to agree?]

[Impossible! Absolutely impossible!]

As soon as she entered the regional chat channel, the screen refreshed rapidly, filled with content related to the Undead Monarch, with non-stop flattery.

Not getting the result she wanted, the Archer proactively typed and sent a question: [Does anyone have news about the rescue team?]

[Regarding the rescue team, I saw a batch come in, but they weren't Hunters, they were heavily armed Special Ops Soldiers, around a hundred people.]

[Latest news! A batch of professional Hunters has entered Tianxin Street from the South City Gate! There are about thirty people.]

[I advise you not to have high expectations for the rescue team. If the final boss isn't eliminated and you can't leave within 72 hours, what's the point of them coming?]

[Following the main group definitely increases your chances of survival compared to being alone. This logic is hard to grasp.]

[Most importantly, acting with them means no infighting.]

[Exactly, you put in the effort, but don't get any benefits, all the rewards go to them.]

[If you're not happy, then don't accept the rescue. Who's forcing you? Hilarious.]

Arguing and insults were about to break out.

"Over at Tianxin Street, they say thirty professional Hunters have arrived. It's about two or three kilometers from us. Should we go?" The Archer put down her phone, relayed all the information she had gathered, and asked for Su Po and the Assassin's opinions.

"Let's fish first and see the results, then decide," Su Po suggested.

"Okay!" The Assassin and the Archer agreed with this decision.

They all clicked the [Start Fishing] button one after another...

Under the surveillance of the Gods Eye.

Chen Ming learned of the arrival of one batch of Hunters from the Star Alliance organization a step earlier than Su Po and the others.

In the team, there was 1 Hunter with an A-grade skill, 5 B-grade skill Hunters, 4 C-grade skill Hunters, 8 D-Class Skill Hunters, 5 E-grade skill Hunters, and 7 F-grade skill Hunters.

The proportion of high-level professional Hunters was not small.

However, although their levels weren't low, according to the Star Alliance's unique Hunter system, only one person among these thirty had reached the level of a Three-Star Hunter.

It's worth mentioning that this Three-Star Hunter was a B-grade Hunter.

That's right, a B-grade Hunter.

In terms of achievements, combat power, and various training data from the laboratory, he was far superior to the Hunter who possessed an A-grade skill.

Chen Ming privately thought that this comprehensive top-tier standard was more reasonable.

Like the common practice in other countries, where the level of a professional Hunter is determined by the skill they fish, it sounds convenient, but when it comes to assigning missions, it's hard to guarantee that their combat power will definitely meet the requirements for clearing a dungeon or killing monsters.

High-level Hunters with advanced skills but lacking experience, who were forcibly sent to the battlefield and consequently lost their lives, were not uncommon.

Many people had proposed optimizing the Hunter level evaluation system to the Hunter Alliance, but as of now, no specific official statement had been made.

Don't ask, if you ask, they'll say it's under discussion, and any progress will be announced at a press conference as soon as possible.

In contrast, the Great Xia authorities had considered this problem from the beginning. It seemed like a slow start, but in reality, they quietly resolved all the issues before focusing on external publicity.

Chen Ming's thoughts were drawn to a portal that opened suddenly without any warning.

To be precise, this portal opened on the path the Hunter team had to take.

"Everyone be careful! Protect the ordinary people!" The Three-Star Hunter, Li Yaoshi, shouted loudly.

All the Hunters immediately sprang into action, forming a circle to tightly protect the ordinary people who lacked combat power or even significant practical combat ability.

Those who possessed skills or had fished up special weapons were asked to deal with the monsters together and contribute their strength.

The team didn't keep idlers. They could either stay behind alone and wait for the dungeon to end, or join forces to overcome the strong enemy.

The reason Li Yaoshi gave was simple: With great power comes great responsibility.

Although there were a few dissenting voices, under these circumstances, they didn't dare to speak up.

They knew better than anyone that only by following Li Yaoshi and his group did they have a chance of survival.

They were perfectly cornered.

"It's coming out, something is coming out from inside!"

"What, what are those things? Giant apes? No, how could giant apes have rat heads?"

"So big! That size, close to three meters, right! And there are so many of them!"

"Damn it, don't let me find out which bastard summoned this dungeon, or I'll definitely give him a punch."

"Maybe that guy is already dead. Even if he's not, only an idiot would admit it."

...

Watching the tall, mutated creatures, dozens of them, half-ape and half-rat, continuously walk out of the blood-red portal.

As the Captain, Li Yaoshi's expression couldn't help but turn grim.

"Squeak squeak squeak!!"

"Squeak squeak squeak!!"

The Ratmen raised their arms like gorillas, pounding their broad, thick chests.

However, the sound they made was a rat squeak, completely ruining the imposing atmosphere, making it ineffably bizarre.

The sense of incongruity was strong.