Inside the massive building of the Awakened Association…
People continuously walked toward the reception counters.
Some chatted among themselves, laughed after seeing each other's recent progress, while others cursed as they complained about one thing or another.
Unlike the civilians outside, who mostly wore ordinary clothes, nearly everyone inside carried themselves like true awakened, dressed in reinforced clothing, leather armour, with sheathed swords and countless other weapons at their sides.
To any ordinary person from before the apocalypse…
The entire place looked like something taken straight out of a fantasy world.
Though…
It wasn't all smiles and sunshine.
Behind many of those smiles were exhausted faces.
Some wore gloomy expressions after recently losing their teammates…
Or perhaps even their families.
But then…
A strange feeling settled over the lobby.
Almost instinctively, heads began turning one after another.
