“Ugh…” Sung-Jin groaned.

He felt nauseous after experiencing something he hadn’t yet experienced while hunting at the hunting grounds. The things he had to see while going out on hunts had never been this grotesque. Also, having to witness human deaths had very different effects on his mental health.

Beep! Beep!

Han-Yeol opened the trunk compartment of his van, then said, “Take this, Sung-Jin.”

“H-Huh?!”

Thud… Clack!

Han-Yeol passed Sung-Jin his HSK-447P, a few cartridges, as well as various equipment used by Porters.

It was only then that Sung-Jin came to his senses. He had been nervous the entire time after feeling naked and exposed to the monsters, so the fact that he was going to be armed helped alleviate some of his concerns.

“What do you think? Have you calmed down a bit now?” Han-Yeol asked.

“Ah, yeah… Sorry for showing you something so unsightly…” Sung-Jin replied.

“It happens. Fighting against monsters without anything is a mental thing to do, after all. Ah, that gun is not a normal gun, by the way.”

“What are you talking about? I might not have much experience as a Porter, but I know my stuff. That’s a HSK-447P, made in Germany, accurate to five ...