A major crisis was looming.

Japan’s Hunter Bureau was in full emergency mode.

The failed SS-grade dungeon raid, despite their best efforts, had left the nation reeling.

The devastating loss of high-grade hunters created a severe manpower gap, one that cascaded into delays in addressing other dungeons.

They were barely managing to cope with the steadily increasing number of high-grade dungeons.

Even after suffering a failure, Japan was still a hunter powerhouse.

But...

“Just when are we going to clear the SS-grade dungeon?”

“If we fail again, it’ll really be the end! We need to be more cautious—”

“Caution? To hell with caution! The dungeon’s berserk state is imminent!”

“Who doesn’t know that?! This is driving me insane. What are we supposed to do about this dungeon…?”

The highest-grade dungeon was the problem.

No solution seemed within reach.

To succeed, they would need even more hunters than the first attempt. But the hunters, already under immense pressure, were highly resistant to the idea. Even if they were forcibly mobilized, the absence of those hunters could lead to other dungeons spiraling out of control.

They were trapped in a dire predicament.

“What about the international support request?”

“It doesn’t look promising…”

Swallowing their pride, Japan had reached out to other nations for hunter assistance.

The response? Cold rejection.

Countries with weaker hunter forces claimed they had no capacity to help.

Even the stronger nations, wary of the risks, were hesitant, citing their own crises caused by SS-grade dungeons.

It was effectively a refusal.

“Damn it, we need to come up with something!”

The Japanese Hunter Bureau racked their brains to find a solution to the SS-grade dungeon crisis.

This matter had overtaken all other tasks in urgency and importance.@@novelbin@@

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