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Levelling Up Cheats In The Apocalypse

In a world ravaged by a monster invasion fifty years ago, humanity clings to survival within walled cities while hunters venture outside to combat the threat. Among them is Zack, a young man who wanted to become a hunter despite his lack of awakened traits, a crucial aspect for hunters to harness their powers. For three years, Zack struggled in the hunter's academy, unable to awaken any traits, unlike his peers who swiftly manifest their powers and even join guilds. Despite the setbacks, Zack's determination remains unwavering until the very end. On the last day of school, when hope seems almost lost, Zack's dormant trait finally awakens: the cheater trait. With it comes the extraordinary power to learn cheat skills, a rare ability never seen and understood by anyone. Armed with his newfound power, Zack sets out on his journey as a hunter, determined to prove himself and protect what remains of humanity. Along the way, he will face not only the monstrous creatures that threaten their existence and others who envy and fear his power but also the challenges of mastering his unique abilities and discovering his place in a world forever changed by the invasion.

Comedian0 · 奇幻
分數不夠
266 Chs

Chapter 251 Obvious Trap

Zack decided to return to the arena to catch the opponent off guard. "In real-time, only ten minutes had passed, after all.

As Zack stepped into the reception room, everything seemed normal at first. The golden fox lady greeted him with her usual calm demeanor, her elegant posture unchanged. She performed her routine effortlessly, preparing to teleport him to the arena like she had many times before. There was nothing in her mannerisms or expression to suggest anything out of the ordinary, which initially put Zack at ease.

However, as his eyes scanned the arena, something felt off. The other fox attendant, who was typically stationed near the entrance, was conspicuously absent. This detail, small as it was, made Zack frown in suspicion. The attendant's presence had always been a constant, and now, without her, the entrance felt strangely empty.