The sender was clear: the Vorhelm family.
He stared at the envelope for a few seconds. The question was, why would they send him a letter? He had reduced his contact with them a lot and preferred not to have much connection with them anyway.
Of course, now that he had become an Awakened, if they found out and realized how talented he was, their behavior toward him might change.
But returning to the Vorhelm family was not part of his plans for the future, unless he wanted to compete for the inheritance position.
Then he pushed his thoughts aside and opened it. Inside was only one letter.
No greetings, no concern, or anything like that. It was completely formal and completely cold, like an administrative notice.
To Lian Vorhelm
This is to inform you that the ceremony for the seventeenth birthday of Lady Elina Vorhelm, daughter of the Vorhelm family, will be held in seven days at the main estate of the family.
The presence of all family members is mandatory.
Failure to attend without a valid reason will be considered disrespect to the family.
The time of the ceremony and related details are mentioned in the attachment of the letter.
The Vorhelm Family
Lian looked at the letter for a few seconds, then laughed quietly. A short, soulless laugh. They had not even written a single personal sentence.
As if he had not almost died inside the tenth Ruined Realm. As if he had not been missing for a week.
He had no doubt they knew he had disappeared, because the names of all the people who disappeared that night were recorded, and his name was also recorded.
It was impossible for the Vorhelm family not to know about it, but they did not care, and they still sent a letter as a formality, without caring if it would even reach him or not.
That was it.
He folded the letter and put it in his pocket. Then he slowly stood up. A slight pain spread through his whole body, but he did not care.
"What was in the letter?" Kain looked at him and asked with curiosity.
"An invitation to a birthday ceremony." Lian answered without hesitation.
"Oh. Where are you going now?" His friend changed the subject, seeing that it was not something he could comment on.
"To the Awakened Center to register."
"Do you want me to come with you?"
"No need. Besides, don’t you have class today? Shouldn’t you go to your class?"
"My class starts in an hour." Kain nodded, and he also stood up.
Seeing that he was no longer needed, he said goodbye and returned to the dorm to get ready for class.
Lian directly took a taxi to the National Awakened Center.
After twenty minutes, he reached his destination. The National Awakened Center, one of the largest buildings in the city.
A massive structure of metal and glass, through which thousands of Awakened passed every day.
Inside the building was crowded, with different people coming and going.
Some to register information, some to receive missions, some to sell loot, and some for power evaluation.
Lian entered the main hall. A few people glanced at him when they saw the Academy uniform on his shoulders, but quickly lost interest because the badge on his chest was bronze, showing that he was not even a main student.
He went straight to the information registration section. Behind the counter sat a woman around thirty years old. She glanced at him.
"How can I help you?"
"I am here to register my awakening. A second awakening." Lian nodded.
The woman placed a tablet in front of him.
"Name?"
"Lian Vorhelm."
"Age?"
"Eighteen."
"Class?"
"Warrior." He hesitated a little in saying this. He could not register his class as it was, and on the other hand, he did not want to tell the truth.
Based on his fighting style, the best option was Warrior, because the Warrior class covers a broad range.
The woman paused for a few moments.
"How long have you been awakened?"
"Recently? About a week."
"What star rank is your class?"
"I’d prefer not to say."
The official glanced at him and nodded. This section was optional and could be left blank.
"Current level?"
"Ten." This was another thing he preferred not to say, but he had no choice.
For the first time, the woman’s eyebrows went up. A few people near the counter also unconsciously turned their heads.
Level ten? For a newly registered Awakened, this was not a small number, especially when he had only been an Awakened for a week.
The woman checked the information a few times.
"Level ten? Are you sure?"
"I am sure."
The woman stared at him for a few seconds, then registered the information. After a few moments, the mechanical sound of the system was heard.
[Registration Complete]
[Name: Lian Vorhelm]
[Class: Warrior]
[Level: 10]
[Status: Awakened]
The woman placed a black metal card on the counter.
"From this moment, you are officially registered as an Awakened. This is your Awakened ID card."
Lian took the card. It was finally done. On paper, he was no longer considered a normal person. He said goodbye and left the place. But he could still feel a few looks on him.
He could bet that his information had already been sent to the higher sections for final verification, to find out how he had reached level ten in just one week.
In fact, with all the monsters he had killed, if he had a one-star class, he would have easily reached level 20. But because of his class, he needs more Exp for each level.
After a few minutes, he finally found the loot section.
The atmosphere of this area was completely different. The smell of blood, leather, and preservatives hung in the air. Dozens of hunters and Awakened were selling monster carcasses.
Lian approached one of the counters. A middle-aged man was sitting behind the desk.
"For selling or buying?"
"I am here to sell." Lian waved his hand, and a short light shone in the air. A large number of monster corpses appeared on the ground.
The heavy sound of bodies hitting the ground filled the hall. The man first looked with indifference, but the more the number increased, the wider his eyes became.
"All of these are yours?"
"Yes."
The man gave a short whistle. He started examining the corpses. They were various types of monsters, though most were frost monsters.
Of course, Lian did not take out two important corpses. Two Fallen ones. They were much more valuable, and he did not intend to sell them for now.
Selling them now could still cause trouble. He would sell them the next time he came to sell loot.
After a few minutes of calculation, the man raised his head. The number of monsters above level 10 was high.
"For each normal level 1 monster, one thousand dollars, and for each higher level, one thousand dollars extra per level. Here, there are 17 normal level 10 corpses, 14 level 11, 7 level 12, 5 level 13, and 1 level 14."
"For the level 10 corpses, you get exactly 170,000 dollars. For the level 11 corpses, 154,000 dollars. For the level 12 corpses, about 84,000 dollars. For the level 13, 65,000 dollars. And finally, for the level 14 corpse, 14,000 dollars."
"Total comes to 487,000 dollars. Please give a card number." He announced a number that was significant.
For a first-year student, it was even a lot. Lian accepted without objection, and a few seconds later, the amount was transferred to his Awakened account.
And a text message was sent to his phone.
[487,000 dollars received. Remaining balance: 498,331 dollars.]
His account balance suddenly multiplied several times, and now he was in a very good financial situation.
"How much is the value of Fallen corpses?" He then asked out of curiosity.
"Each Fallen level 1 corpse, we buy for 100,000 dollars. For each higher level, add 100,000 dollars. A level 10 Fallen monster is worth one million dollars."
Lian’s eyes lit up. He had two Fallen corpses. One level ten and one level fifteen. If he sold both, he would get 2.5 million dollars.
"What about Unholy and Demon ones?"
"Why are you asking when you don’t have such corpses? Don’t waste your time. Go get stronger so you can actually kill one and bring it here for me to buy." The old man said lazily.
"Just for curiosity and motivation?" Lian chuckled.
"Each Unholy level 1 is worth ten million dollars. For each level, add ten million. A level 10 Unholy is worth about 100 million dollars."
"Demons? A level 1 Demon is worth 1 billion dollars, and for each level, add 1 billion dollars."
"And Supreme monsters? They have no price. Only two of them have ever been killed, and their corpses are in the hands of the International Federation. Even a level 1 might be sold for more than a trillion dollars."
Lian fell silent. The value of monsters went up terrifyingly as their rank went higher. But he could also understand why.
A level 20 Unholy has power equal to dozens of level 20 Fallen monsters, and hunting them is very hard. Doing it alone is almost impossible, and such hunts are done in groups, which means the reward is split.
And of course, he was not surprised about the Supreme ones, because after all, he already knew that humanity had only managed to hunt two of them.
"Thank you." Then he said goodbye and left the place.
When he left the building, the sky was turning toward evening.
He wanted to update his status before the Academy closed.
"It’s time to go back to the Academy." He whispered to himself.