Click!
On the training grounds, Morey Pavilion's hands moved like phantoms, fluidly assembling firearms and firing shots.
"10 rings!"
After a gunshot, Rachel nodded in approval.
A month had passed, and the members of the Scavenger Team were gradually replenishing their ranks.
Among them, Morey Pavilion stood out like a needle in a haystack, naturally distinguishing himself.
After all, having endured four years of post-apocalyptic training, coupled with the memories of a Superior Demon Hunter, he couldn't be compared with ordinary recruits.
Whether it was hand-to-hand combat, using three-dimensional maneuver gear, or even shooting, his results were top-notch!
"Very good, Morey Pavilion, you'll definitely become a fine warrior."
Zola looked on with great satisfaction at this scene.
"Captain... I would like to apply to become a 'Demon Hunter'!"
Morey Pavilion felt the groundwork was sufficient and thus made his request.
