Chapter 11 (1/2)

of raw materials that can be collected.

Yoo-seong was glad he studied really hard.

Even during their class, where the topic was “materials that can be used in an emergency,” which other students disregarded as simply a theoretical subject, Yoo-seong listened carefully.

These raw materials could be used for consumption and energy restoration, as well as for making equipment.

He couldn’t rely only on auto-hunting.

‘I should do as best as I can, with my own efforts, he thought.’

So, even if the other students relaxed and had drinks after classes, Yoo-seong would remain at school to review various teaching materials.

Read, review, analyze.

His efforts were now bearing fruit.

Pug!

A wooden sword swung in a frightening curve, colliding with his arms.

It had enough power to break his bones, but instead, although it was painful, he was able to endure it. This was because he had a woven armband made of vines.

Eucalyptus stalks are tough and elastic. It is used as a raw material for making hunter equipment.

Yoo-seong’s arms, neck, shoulders, and chest were covered in vines, greatly reducing the sword’s impact.

‘He’s strong.’

Yoo-seong could think through the pain. It was the first time an opponent challenged him.

So far, the opponents Yoo-seong encountered had been knocked down by his offensive auto-hunting.

However, this person was different.

Flexible, graceful, yet powerful attacks.

The attacks had trajectories that Yoo-seong could not predict.

Whoosh-

‘How could he have avoided that?’

His opponent had excellent evasion and defensive skills.

They had been fighting for hours. However, his offensive auto-hunting did not seem to make a dent against his opponent.

However, it was the best thing he could do right now… it was the only thing he could do.

‘Whatever…’

His whole body screamed in pain. His heart, lungs, muscles, joints, bones…

‘If I keep attacking him like this, could I defeat him?’

‘Can I beat this unidentified opponent just by holding on more?’

He couldn’t even land a fist.

‘I need to focus.’

This opponent was also human—a human who had also been awake for more than 60 hours.

‘He is probably just as exhausted as I am.’

Yoo-seong wasn’t sure he could defeat him, but if he could stay standing…

‘I could win. ‘

Yoo-seong looked at his slot.

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He still had a supply of energy.

He had to win, no matter what. If he gave up now, his effort for the past eight months would go to waste.

More importantly, he had auto-hunting.

‘Failing even if I had a miraculous skill? What a shameful outcome. I have to win!’

Both his mind and body are exhausted, but he continued to attack, avoid and defend, moving without any hitch.

Yoo-seong was standing beyond his auto-hunting skill. He was fighting with the stamina he had built up, and a determined will.

His simple armor was so tightly crafted that it retained its function even after receiving countless heavy attacks.

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The dumplings he made would help him survive.

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Steadily, it was replenishing the tremendous amounts of calories his body was consuming.

‘How long has it been?’

Finally, his opponent reached his limit.

‘Pug!’

The sound of a wooden sword hitting flesh.

“…”

The wooden word was trembling. The hand that held it was shaking.

Yoo-seong caught the wooden sword and held onto it tightly.

His opponent was still fighting and trying to pull the sword out of his hands, but Yoo-seong’s grip was stronger.

Then, Yoo-seong’s other hand swung down.

Pagak!

The wooden sword broke in half.

“Ahhh!”

His opponent screamed in shock and embarrassment, stumbling backward.

However, Yoo-seong was immediately onto him, catching his already worn-out body.

Papapat!

Three punches landed in an instant.

Kuung!

His opponent was thrown backward and crashed to the ground.

Surprisingly though, the suit’s shielding had not been released. Normally, the shielding broke after receiving heavy damage, and an electric shock ran through the suit.

However, his opponent remained down, not moving.

‘I won… ‘

What spread through Yoo-seong’s head was more relief than joy.

Now, it was finally over. He moved towards the opponent to finish him off.

He raised his fist. However –

-72 hours elapsed. The test has ended.-

He felt a small shock through his body as his suit’s shielding was released.

The test was over.

…

“Wow!”

“Did you guys just see that?”

All hunters in the observation room crowded over the monitor showing the two candidates at Dome 2.

A duel had lasted four hours.

Although there were differences in opinion on who performed better, everyone had overwhelming admiration for the candidates on screen.

Of course, the battle was not that great on an ‘absolute’ basis.

All spectators gathered here were professional hunters. Any of them could overpower either of the two candidates.

However, considering that the two were ‘pure’ – natural, bare body without reinforcements or equipment…

An adult who was good at driving was not a big deal.

But elementary school children, between the ages 7-8 years old – if they could handle the vehicle skillfully, wouldn’t it be surprising?

Their growth potential was immense.

Even a person with a weak physique could be superhuman-like when armed with the best equipment.

However, if a beginner who couldn’t drive was placed on a supercar’s steering wheel, it would result in a tragedy.

To reduce such waste of talents, superhumans were required to train and study until they were qualified for a hunter’s license.

Imagine if these two had the right experience, training, and equipment in the future…

“At first, I thought the woman would win.”