Monster Hunter, start with a wife!

After Lingxi issued the notice, a squad of city guards appeared out of nowhere, and the unauthorized personnel were gradually cleared out of the playground.

After telling Ruan Qinghe to go back and pack her luggage, Cheng Zhuo and Hou Wanli went their separate ways to their respective team assembly areas.

His squad number is 81.

The terminal shows that there is one D-level and two E-level teammates.

According to Lingxi's principle of balanced distribution, this clearly indicates an improvement in his physical qualities, and his strength has been assessed as above grade C.

However, to Cheng Zhuo's surprise,

The team leader turned out to be an acquaintance.

As I approached area 81, I heard two voices complaining:

"Hey, what's wrong with our team? Even if A and B ranks aren't enough to be evenly distributed, at least give us a C rank, right? What's the meaning of sending an F rank?"

"Exactly! This guy, Cheng Zhuo, is a summoner, and he has the most useless innate skill among F-rank characters. What's he doing here? He's just ruining the team!"

"Is Lingxi's matchmaking system bugged?"

"Ugh, what kind of bullshit intelligent classification is this? I bet it's just some big shot pulling strings behind the scenes, trying to group the best talents together for a head start!"

Upon seeing Cheng Zhuo approach, the two boys immediately shut their mouths.

But his face clearly showed his frustration, and he couldn't hide the disdain in his eyes.

Cheng Zhuo ignored them, her gaze falling on the other side of the line. She nodded to a girl with a high ponytail and said, "What a coincidence."

This girl turned out to be his ex-girlfriend's best friend, Anuo.

Anno's expression was somewhat complicated. He nodded, his gaze unconsciously drifting towards the 80th team next door.

Following her gaze, Cheng Zhuo then noticed…

His ex-girlfriend was Su Wantong, and the boy next to her with a cold smile on his lips was Zhao Shichang from the Thunder Guild.

What a small world!

Cheng Zhuo stood in line number 81 with a blank expression.

"Oh, what a coincidence! Isn't this Class Monitor Cheng from Class 3?"

Zhao Shichang, however, had no intention of letting him off the hook. He deliberately raised his voice and turned to Su Wantong, saying:

"Tongtong, it seems he hasn't given up on you yet. You know, his dark-skinned brother, under the guise of signing a contract with our Thunder Guild, is desperately trying to get this F-rank trash into the guild. Heh, wouldn't it be better to just stay in the sewers and catch rats? Why does he have to become a servant and die?"

Cheng Zhuo didn't even lift his eyelids, as if he hadn't heard.

Seeing his reaction, Zhao Shichang's expression turned cold, and a hint of undisguised ferocity flashed in his eyes.

Su Wantong frowned slightly, walked up to Cheng Zhuo, and said with a hint of dissatisfaction in her voice:

"Cheng Zhuo, why are you doing this?"

Cheng Zhuo raised his eyelids: "Would you believe me if I said this has nothing to do with you?"

Su Wantong seemed not to hear her and continued to scold:

"Just to spite someone? Is it worth risking your life? What are you trying to prove? How childish!"

Cheng Zhuo sighed helplessly and slowly took out a pair of headphones and put them on.

He really had little desire to communicate.

He had seen through it all ever since Su Wantong acquiesced to Zhao Shichang's pursuit.

"you!"

Su Wantong was speechless at his unyielding attitude, and her cheeks instantly turned red.

Anno quickly stepped forward and pulled her aside, whispering words of comfort:

"There's no need to be angry. Maybe he just really wants to become a hunter. You know how hard he trains, all for this day. Maybe he wants to be like Rosa the Phoenix and try for a second awakening..."

"But he's just an F-rank summoner, what chance does he have?"

Su Wantong's voice lowered slightly, but she couldn't hide her annoyance. "Rosa was able to awaken a second time because her second gene unlocking rate exceeded 10%. How can he compare? I knew it. He made breaking up sound so easy, but he can't let go at all!"

Anno: "..."

Although Anuo wasn't very familiar with Cheng Zhuo, she felt that Cheng Zhuo really didn't seem like that kind of person.

Anuo didn't discuss the matter further. Instead, she talked to Su Wantong about their plans to enter the Beast City. After some comforting and reassuring words, Su Wantong's emotions gradually calmed down.

"Your team is so weak, what are you going to do?" Su Wantong said, holding Anuo's hand with some concern.

"It's alright," Anuo smiled, her tone calm.

"The team's weaknesses might actually give me a higher overall rating."

Su Wantong glanced back at Zhao Shichang and whispered:

"Actually, if you're willing... he said getting you a C-level contract shouldn't be a problem. It's so great that we sisters are in the same guild..."

Anno smiled and shook his head.

He didn't speak, but his face clearly showed his firm rejection.

"Buzz—"

At that moment, a buzzing sound came from afar, growing louder and louder.

Everyone looked up.

It was a giant transport plane with vertical takeoff and landing capabilities, its ring engine spewing out eerie blue plasma flames as it slowly descended.

We're about to set off!

The crowd erupted in excitement and commotion once again.

Before long, the front row of people began to board the plane one by one under the command of a team of fully armed city-state soldiers.

The interior of the cabin resembled the hollowed-out cavity of a steel behemoth, appearing even larger than it did from the outside.

Cheng Zhuo found his assigned spot in the group and sat down by the window.

The two boys deliberately kept a seat away from him, so Anuo, who came in last, had to sit next to Cheng Zhuo, bringing in a faint fragrance.

Cheng Zhuo nodded in acknowledgment and then turned to look out the window.

The cabin was filled with the dull thud of feet stepping on metal plates and the chatter of various teams.

Only the line number 81 was shrouded in an awkward silence.

The two boys casually flipped through the trial manual on the terminal, while Cheng Zhuo, wearing headphones, looked out the window.

Anno frowned slightly and took the initiative to start talking:

"Everyone, my name is Anno."

Her voice was gentle yet clear, instantly attracting the attention of the two people beside her.

"Let's all introduce ourselves and share our abilities. Since we're on the same team, we need to work together to achieve better results."

Seeing that she was the only D-level member in the team, and a beautiful woman at that, it was time for her to speak.

The other two were too embarrassed to continue pretending to be mute.

One of the tall, thin men was the first to reply:

"My name is Wei Qingfeng. My Origin Card is an E-level Fire Controller, and my Biological Strength is 8.3."

"Pang Wei, an E-level beastman, with a biological strength of 9.1, which will increase to 14.6 after transformation." Another boy with spiky hair lazily raised his eyelids, his tone revealing reluctance.

Beastmen have always been advantageous in low-level battles, and can easily deal with nascent beasts that have not yet reached a higher level, basically right after awakening.

Based on their physical characteristics, the strange beasts of the Void Realm can generally be divided into four types:

Primary form, derivative form, enhanced form, and overlord form.

With a few exceptions, these four types generally increase gradually, but they are not an absolute growth system.

For example, some small, nascent-stage alien beasts remain in their nascent-stage state even after reaching maturity.

Unranked nascent beasts have a biological strength of up to level 10.0, and the Hunting Beast City accounts for 80% of these nascent beasts.

Someone of Pang Wei's caliber.

As long as you avoid the rare derivatives and enhanced forms, there is basically no danger.

Anno nodded in satisfaction and introduced himself:

"I am a D-rank Wind Archer with a biological strength of 10.5. I can be responsible for ranged firepower, but my archery skills are not quite accurate enough yet, so please bear with me."

After saying that, she turned her head and gently patted Cheng Zhuo's shoulder, "Cheng Zhuo, what about you?"

Cheng Zhuo's headphones weren't actually playing any music, but he still took them off and said:

"Cheng Zhuo, F-rank Summoner, biological strength..."

He paused, then replied with the same assessment result as when he awakened, "...Level 5.2."

The system only displays five-dimensional attributes and does not have a method for evaluating the physical strength of the city-state's creatures.

Therefore,

Cheng Zhuo wasn't actually quite sure how much it was right now.

"Why--"

Wei Qingfeng, who was on the outermost side, sighed heavily.

She exchanged a glance with Pang Wei, a hint of disdain in her eyes, as if to say:

See? He really is a weakling with a combat power of 5.

The standard intensity for a healthy adult male is 5.0, so Cheng Zhuo's 5.2 is indeed no different from that of an average person.

Of course, the biological strength of an awakened being is only the most basic aspect of personal combat power.

The fundamental technology is the key.

But Cheng Zhuo's F-level Origin Technique... The more the two thought about it, the more frustrated they became, and their faces fell again.

"Buzz—"

Suddenly, the transport plane began to shake, and the engine's hum suddenly rose.

Cheng Zhuo subconsciously looked out the porthole. The playground on the ground was shrinking at a visible speed, and soon he could see the towering city walls in the distance.

Before long, the transport plane gradually stabilized.

"Quiet!!!"

A rough roar suddenly erupted from the far end of the cabin, making everyone's eardrums tingle.

The cabin was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The speaker was a burly commander in a black military uniform. His square face was as stern as an iron plate, and his full beard stood on end. He was clearly not someone to be trifled with.

In a deep, muffled voice, he warned, sentence by sentence:

"You little brats, especially some of those self-important high-potential types, don't fucking think that just because you have some extraordinary abilities, you're Superman. Good physical attributes and strong innate skills don't mean you can kill alien beasts!"

"Some cowards wet themselves at the sight of blood; when faced with a life-or-death situation, they're less than a tenth of their former strength!"

"Your original card potential and biological strength can all be quantified, but—"

He suddenly pointed to his head, then pounded his chest, and roared:

"Your shitty brains and cowardice can't be represented by data!!"

"Don't fucking think you're safe just because you have combat suits. Let me tell you, it's true that few people die in the trials, but at least 30% are injured or maimed in every trial! If you're chickening out, it's not too late!"

He glared around menacingly, then scoffed:

"Now, those of you who are still going to continue, all of you, shut the hell up, read the trial manual properly, and prepare to enter the city!!"

His words, which were extremely risqué, left everyone looking at each other in bewilderment.

However, since they decided to participate in the trial, they naturally had certain expectations regarding injuries and disabilities.

No one actually backed down at this point.

About ten minutes later.

"Buzz—"

The transport plane roared again, and a strong feeling of descent came over him. Cheng Zhuo glanced out the porthole.

Below is a dilapidated city whose boundaries are indistinct.

Before the cataclysm, this place was actually a bustling urban area.

However, it has now become a huge lair filled with low-level alien beasts.

"Everyone, jump in order of team number! Go! Go! Go—"

After the bearded commander roared, the transport plane's hatch slowly opened with a 'click,' and a gust of wind rushed in.

The combat suit has automatic parachute deployment and positioning functions.

There's no need to worry about safety.

But many people still stood in front of the cabin door, their legs trembling.

The soldiers behind them gave them no chance to mentally prepare themselves, kicking them one by one at a rapid pace.

As they approached line number 81, a complex emotion flickered in Anno's eyes, and she gave Cheng Zhuo a few words of advice:

"Cheng Zhuo, when you go down there, remember to wear your communication headset and meet up with us as soon as possible. Do not act alone."

As my ex-girlfriend's best friend.

Cheng Zhuo knew a little about her.

A girl who is gentle on the outside but strong on the inside, and very ambitious.

This admonition wasn't out of genuine concern, but rather out of worry that Cheng Zhuo would drag her down and affect her overall evaluation.

Cheng Zhuo raised his eyebrows, extended his hand, and gave an OK sign.

After the people in front of him jumped down one by one, whether voluntarily or involuntarily, he walked to the hatch, faced the strong wind, and jumped down without hesitation...