"We are all going to die!"

  The scream tore through the corridor.

  After one of the naive applicants screamed.

  Seeing the man burned to death and then his remains slowly pulverized and turned into minced meat made him scream to his core.

  Human nature was not that complex in terms of survival and primal instincts.

  That was why humanity, in their core, always had simple and basic elements of fear.

  The lightning, the darkness, the hunger, and the cold.

  The fact that seeing that another human is getting killed in such a gruesome way is not something everybody can accept and go on with their life.

  But Conrad and every person that had the potential to be a hunter knew that without having the capability to pass these kinds of things.

  Having the stomach for violent events that happen in the world.

  One cannot become a real hunter. Which was something that was needed.

  "Shut up!" another applicant barked immediately, feeling annoyed by the comments of the barking man.

  The exam was already hard on them, and they didn't need a distraction.

  Who knows when the traps will show themselves and they will need to think about their speed and what they will encounter in front of them at the same time?

  One second of distraction from somebody may mean their death, and they did not want to get killed because of others.

  Conrad almost frowned.

  At over thirty to thirty-five kilometers per hour, they were wasting breath on panic.

  "Idiots," Conrad thought.

  Talking at this speed was inefficient.

  As Conrad stabilized his breathing again,

  A faint metallic vibration rippled through the walls.

  Panels slid open from both sides of the corridor.

  From beneath the floor.

  From the ceiling.

  Sharp barricades erupted upward.

  Someone hesitated half a second too long.

  He smmed directly into the rising metal and tumbled backward.

  Before he could stand

  The fire caught him.

  Some of the people who saw how the man died kept on running but also started vomiting on the ground.

  Such scenes were not in the series, but this was more of a real life, so it happened.

  Not everybody has the iron will to see such things and pretend nothing is happening.

  His scream was shorter than the previous one.

  Conrad shook his head.

  "The exam is really brutal."

  "It seems like a hunter license is not given to anybody."

  "Everything is more real when you live in it."

  "All the people who watched the series would think for a moment if they are capable of taking the Hunter Exam and conclude that even if they find the exam site."

  "They would not be able to run 80 km following Satotz at all."

  "From that, this second exam is more brutal and direct instead of hunting pigs and cooking them."

  Conrad believed what he saw mostly.

  He understood directly and believed this exam, at least this year's exam, was harder than what he had seen.

  Compared to the exams of Satotz and Menchi, and also Buhara, this exam was harder and more brutal.

  The smell worsened.

  Applicants no longer looked back for long.

  They couldn't afford to.

  Barricades rose and fell unpredictably.

  One look at the behind, the unfortunate ones, may mean their death.

  Nobody wanted to get killed at all.

  Ten minutes into the trap sequence, casualties multiplied.

  One woman clipped a retracting spike.

  It pierced her thigh.

  She colpsed immediately.

  Two others collided trying to avoid a sudden vertical barrier.

  All three were swallowed by fmes seconds ter.

  Conrad adjusted seamlessly.

  At this stage, most applicants were no longer thinking strategically.

  Stress had narrowed their cognition.

  They focused only on the next visible obstacle.

  Tonpa was still moving.

  He had good survival instincts, as it is to be expected.

  After surviving many hunter exams to some degree.

  His understanding of the exam and what he should do improved a lot over time.

  He followed openings created by others.

  Hisoka, on the other hand

  It was almost insulting.

  He jogged lightly.

  Conrad observed without staring.

  "I wonder," Conrad thought carefully, "when he will decide to make this interesting."

  Hisoka thrived on stimution.

  If this phase remained mechanical

  Someone would eventually provoke him.

  Or he would create his own entertainment.

  The danger was not just environmental.

  Applicants collided in to each other.

  A man shoved another aside to avoid being impaled.

  The pushed applicant lost bance.

  The fire cimed him.

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