True to its name, the Annual Comprehensive Fissure Survey was a yearly task that never failed to exhaust the Fissure Exploration Unit staff.0

While the Hunter’s Bureau handled the management of the Great Fissures, smaller Fissures were the responsibility of local governments. In Seoul alone, there were 219 standard Fissures. Even with inspecting two to three Fissures per day, it would still take an immense amount of time to complete.0

“Can someone explain what the hell is going on?” Cheol-Soo said softly as he peeked his head over the partition.0

He swallowed hard as he stared at the ten Hunters sitting in the office conference room. Next to him, Hyuk-Soo also appeared confused, his gaze shifting cautiously toward the Hunters.0

“Hyuk-Soo, please tell me why these Rankers are here.”0

“I have no idea, Chief.”0

Hyuk-Soo stole a glance at Do-Jun, who was calmly printing documents. Unlike his and Cheol-Soo’s visibly pale complexion, Do-Jun seemed as composed as ever, completely unfazed.0

The printer whirred as it finished printing the last page. Do-Jun carefully clipped the documents into individual sets. The prints contained...0