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As soon as he stepped out of the Wanderer's Home, Xiong Tai, with his plump figure, stumbled out of the hospital. He felt indifferent about it; after all, he would still receive better care once he returned. His primary goal was to apply for the Hunter Team, but after entering with enthusiasm, he soon emerged with tears in his eyes, clearly having faced some setback.
An elderly woman glanced at him and scoffed, "You, with your injuries still not healed, should stop worrying. There will be other opportunities. Besides, the position of Commander is not that easy to attain."
"That's right, that's right," another voice chimed in. "You can choose one of the four Hunter Teams below to apply for. We will contact each team's Commander to arrange a personal interview for you. How does that sound?"
Taking a step back, even if he couldn't become a Commander, it might not be such a bad thing. Hunters needed to build their reputation through their careers first. After completing a certain number of missions and gaining self-defense skills, forming a private Hunter Team could also be advantageous. Not every Hunter was suited to lead a Hunter Team.
The two Administrators at the Wanderer's Home would first assess the appearance of the applicants and delve into their thoughts psychologically. A responsible Hunter deemed worthy could potentially become a Commander and establish a private Hunter Team. However, the criteria for this assessment were not fixed; the same question posed to different individuals could yield different evaluation standards. The answers to this set of rules resided in the mind of Granny Mei Xi, a two-star Hunter.
In contrast, Granny Mei Xi's thoughts were not something others could easily decipher. With her presence as an Administrator, the mortality rate among association Hunters had shown a downward trend. In simple terms, collaboration was the essence of a Hunter Team's existence; if one merely sought to showcase personal abilities, it would be better to take on bodyguard tasks for high-ranking officials in society.
Thus, no matter how Xiong Tai argued about his strong leadership skills or boasted about his bravery during school competitions where he led his team into the top four, it sounded more like he charged ahead alone without regard for the safety of his companions. While effective, it carried too high a risk.
Mei Xi sighed lightly and shook her head. "Go back and think it over. We'll submit your application for now."
With that, Xiong Tai had nothing more to say and left the Wanderer's Home dejectedly.
Just as he reached the entrance, he saw several bodyguards dressed in black and a few medical staff led by the Head Nurse approaching him. Before he could explain himself, they quickly put him in a straightjacket and administered a strong sedative to calm him down.
Upon seeing the Head Nurse, she immediately recognized him.
Due to his frequent visits to the medical center, most nurses knew him well, and his humble gentlemanly demeanor had earned him much praise.
"I hope my friend is okay. When he wakes up, I want him to focus on healing. I've reserved a spot for him on the team, but this chaotic escape has caused inconvenience for the doctors, and I sincerely apologize for that," Freyr explained politely with a slight bow.
The Head Nurse nodded in satisfaction, acknowledging, "Don't worry. As medical professionals, we have our own ethics. We hope every patient will listen to us and fully recover."
Despite her courteous words, the Head Nurse was reluctant to care for patients who resisted treatment. However, due to the unique nature of her profession and the Hunter Association's role in ensuring humanity's basic survival needs, it was essential for society and medical centers to save them. Doctors often appeared subservient to this group, speaking politely while never truly refusing them, always expressing insincere sentiments.
The Head Nurse feigned politeness and waved her hand lightly. "Not at all; this is our duty. I must take the patient back for close monitoring. Once he recovers, I'll inform him of today's events. Now, esteemed Hunter, we take our leave."
Freyr was taken aback by the respectful tone of the Head Nurse. "Esteemed Hunter" felt like a term laden with class distinction. The formality of their farewell seemed out of place given their age difference; he should have seen them off until they were out of sight before feeling at ease.
The title "esteemed Hunter" carried a hint of adversarial hierarchy, but upon hearing such words from the Head Nurse, those around her remained calm, keeping their heads down as if afraid to meet Freyr's gaze. It wasn't until Freyr nodded silently that the Head Nurse skillfully waved her arm, signaling her companions to keep pace as they carried the patient toward the Recovery Center.
Freyr respectfully watched their retreating figures until he noticed the uncontrollable presence of the Ultimate nearby. Only then did he gradually gather his thoughts. Xiong Tai's condition might not be too serious; as long as he avoided any intense physical activity or reckless behavior, such mindless actions would only further shatter his already fragile body.
Flame Tower stood tall in the northern part of the Hunter Association—a first-rate tower that detected major incidents in advance and provided timely warnings. Surrounding Flame Tower were numerous gemstones that sparkled brilliantly even in daylight.
Normally, Flame Tower operated safely without any issues; however, today, the refracted light from the gems spread out like a blood-red veil over the surroundings. Regardless of how it appeared, this situation put everyone at the association on high alert.
Signals were transmitted from Flame Tower. Not long after the warning began, the association's efficiency proved remarkable. A Two-Star Hunter—second only to the President and Vice President—emerged with a line of elite hunters by his side. Each one exuded an air of confidence reminiscent of warriors eager to charge into battle against an impending Cosmic Bug War.
A set of mysterious black-gold alloy arm guards adorned his left arm, and each hunter's eyes burned with a fierce flame as if ready to leap from their sockets. Those who understood recognized it as the sharp killing intent radiating from Hunters; those who didn't might think these individuals had fallen into irredeemable darkness.
"I need each of you to lead an elite Hunter Team," he commanded. "Remember that only top-tier Hunter Teams should engage in combat; Soldier-Level Hunter Teams can observe and should also be given a chance to witness significant events."
“Never Let Them Charge. Those Old Guys become completely reckless once they are caught up in the heat of battle, unable to distinguish between Enemy and Ally. Our goal is to ensure that Our Foundation remains undefeated in Future Battles. We must Conserve Energy and Prepare for Action to strive for a Counteroffensive.”
“That’s why I want you One-Star Hunters to lead them as Commander and Apply Pressure to restrain those Fools who fight without regard for the consequences. You are my Trained Students, and I believe in your Leadership Ability.”
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