Three hours earlier.
Capital City. The 27th floor of the Congress Building.
The youth who had picked up the scent of a 'characteristic' was carrying a huge sword and walked up to the entrance of the Congress Building.
His outfit was extravagant, seeming as though he had sprinted straight from the set of a post-apocalyptic movie, yet the huge sword he carried had a somewhat retro style.
However, his solid muscles all over his body made him appear powerful. His tall frame exuded an immense sense of oppression.
Though his appearance was extravagant and he clearly looked like a cosplayer, the defined lines of his muscles still made the eyes of nearby women round with awe.
Even though they didn't know which character he was cosplaying, it was doubtful that even characters from comics or movies would have such muscles.
"Hey, ugly woman, is this Linxiang City?"