A crowbar pierced the Rift Hound. Lu Chen tapped on the car window. "Open up. I'm calling the shots now."
Twenty-seven years after the rifts appeared, the old city beyond the walls had long since become a hunting ground for monsters.
But Lu Chen discovered that killing Rift Beasts himself earned him raffle tickets. Combat skills, equipment, and foundations for growth were all available in the Myriad Realms Armory. Every standard ten-pull was guaranteed to yield a purple-grade reward or better.
In the abandoned pumping station, cries for help could be a trick. In the eerie factory, the route changed every seven minutes.
Lu Chen put every ability he drew to use on the spot.
From an expendable cleanup worker left behind by others to a hunter leading teams into disaster zones, he would take back his life, his money, and his freedom to choose, one step at a time.
As for the monsters outside the city...
The hunting ground is so vast. It's about time someone else became the hunter.
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