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The Hunting Game

The gathered participants were given a simple kit and a new set of arrows to survive in the hellhole. It was like a small travel pack. Zeke rummaged and checked what was given to them. 

Flashlight, Simple first-aid kit, 2 packs of ration bars… 

'How thoughtful of them.' Like hell these could fill his stomach. He shoved everything back inside, not forgetting to put the bottle of suppressant pills he kept securely in his pocket. He was ready to seal his fate when his hand brushed something metallic. He was quite shocked when he pulled out a gun from the kit. "Handgun…? No way—" 

The voice of the host of the tournament cut him off. "How was the warming up before? Too easy? Not thrilling enough? No worries! The main event has just started, the Hunting game!" 

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