Kent appeared atop a particular five-star hotel.
It was one of the hotels he had stayed in during the annual auction, so he left a marker there, allowing him to stand at its peak and overlook the vast expanse of buildings below him.
It was around 6 p.m., and the sun was almost set.
The moment he emerged, he pulled up his status window and looked at his stats...
Name: Kent
Age: 18
Bloodline: Primordial Chaos Dragon
Class: Alchemist (Grandmaster)
SubClass:
⟪ Swordsman [Grandmaster] ⟫
⟪ Soul Cultivation [Tier 10] ⟫
⟪ Body Cultivator [Gold] ⟫
Cultivation: Root Ascension - Lvl 3/9
⟦ STATs ⟧
Physical Strength: 137,650
Physical Agility: 138,260
Physical Stamina: 137,625
Spiritual Strength: 442,275
Mental Strength: 154,665
[Attribute Points: 543,000]
[Tower Points: 41, 100,000]
[Skill Upgrade Points: 211,100]
"At this rate, I can already tell even a Level 8 Core Formation expert can't handle a slap from me," Kent laughed, exaggerating his strength.
