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My Last Hunt

[Check out my #WSA story 'The Player's System'] A wicked and greedy hunter who intentionally triggered the broken morgue in search of treasure. He was cursed by the aura of death. Being the high level hunter he was given a chance to cast this curse onto someone else and save himself. He disguised himself in an old woman and stopped a youth walking on the street. To be college student and getting good grades is not enough if you cannot hunt monsters. Bam* “I am your opponent and enemy, you have choice whether to level up or face brutal death in front of your younger sibling. I choose you as my target to sacrifice in place of my mistake and crime. I have offended the ancient sacred soul of Hunter Monarch." “What, why and why in front of younger sibling? How do you know him and who the hell are you?" The youth was forced to drag through the portal and enter in unknown world. (Note: if you are fan of OP MC from the very start of the story then you should not try this.) Author _Sha Story: Original Updates: 2/daily Discord Link: https://discord.gg/U6CHayC

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Quests: Making A Team (part 19)

Quests: Making A Team (part 19)

War between teams;

The new slots were finally settled and it made many arrogant team leaders lick the dirt of shame. They were directly thrown to the last slots and it was an utter humiliation. 

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Early morning, Qiao and his team reached the reception desk for taking the mission. The quests month ended and they had no longer a need to search and hunt on their own. They could ask for missions which provide the basic information about the monster and the location.

Today the reception man was looking weird. There was a black line under his eyes and his gaze was sharp rather than lazy which was strange. His hairstyle was looking a little messy and he no more seemed to be in a good condition like yesterday. 

Qiao and his men were little puzzled to look at his condition but they did not ask. They only asked for mission and got a rustic paper in return,