Leaving The Base

A few months passed, and Shadow City had become a bustling hub for trading.

Tens of thousands of people had gathered here for trading purposes.

With its favorable environment, Shadow City expanded multiple times over.

Maximus had even established individual workshops that were available for rent to various trialists.

"Wow, it's so lively here," Cereb exclaimed as he returned from a hunt.

"Hey, Cereb, how was the hunt?" Blane, his buddy, inquired.

"I was lucky today and managed to catch a Tier 4 monster," Cereb boasted, gesturing towards the tied-up corpse in his vehicle.

"So fortunate. Tier 4 monsters are becoming rarer and rarer."

"Yeah, who would have thought that we were hiding and running from Tier 3 monsters just a few months ago?"

"And now, we don't even give them a second thought."

"And as for those Tier 4 monsters that were supposed to hunt us down at the 10-year mark?"