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monster hunters

skittishsaint
World War III was supposed to end humanity… …but nature decided to start something worse. Missile systems fail. Infrastructure crumbles. Ecosystems reorganize. Humanity faces a series of escalating crises No one knows why. Is this the result of radiation from nuclear warfare? A failed wartime experiment? Or has the planet itself developed an immune response? In a world where nature has turned hostile, the government‑run Guild are the last line of defense against monster outbreaks. With Armed Forces & modern weaponry inadequate against rapidly adapting biological threats, Guild deploys civilian hired & trained as Hunters- armed with reinforced melee weaponry capable of combating evolving organisms at close range. As global systems collapse and humanity adapts to this unexpected development, one question grows louder: Are they saving the world… …or defying its judgment?
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Plants vs Dungeon

When dungeon gates opened across the world, it became a gold rush. Hunters chased glory. Guilds chased power. Corporations chased profit. Phong Tran awakened as a Level 1 Farmer. No skills. No passives. A broken EXP bar that never moved. So he sold energy drinks instead. Leg warmers. Electrolytes. Power banks. If everyone else was digging for gold, he’d sell the shovels. Then Josh came. University golden boy. Gym-built. Son of a man who could erase problems with a phone call. “Protection fee.” Phong refused. He woke up in a hospital bed, beaten within an inch of death. His aunt and uncle were gone. No bodies. No investigation. No media coverage. Just silence. Then, as if the universe had a sense of humor, his system finally gave him a quest: Plant and harvest 10 potatoes in the dungeon. That’s it. No penalties. No forced missions. No ticking clock. No promise of justice. Just a choice. Phong takes it. The potatoes mutate. Then other plants followed. Chilies spit burning rounds. Sweet potatoes bulk up into blunt-force bruisers. Garlic turns chemical-warfare illegal. Enoki mushrooms rattle like dungeon-grade machine guns. His crops become his frontline. Phong doesn’t want to conquer the dungeon. He wants to build something inside it. A farm. A hearth. A settlement for people tired of being disposable. He won’t let revenge be the only thing he grows. Revenge lit the spark. But it won’t be the only thing he grows. And if the most powerful man in the city comes looking to finish what his son started... He’ll learn something the dungeon already knows. This farm fights back.
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