Max Stats in the Apocalypse

In the hunter association, Roger's people were standing. With a total number of 30, they gather unwanted attention as they looked like gangsters in T-shirts.

There were some of them that had intimidating eyes and faces, but there were some who had just the average body of an adult.

And as they entered the building, people were staring at them with worry and alarm.

"W-Welcome." The guard smiled in an awkward one.

Mark, being the leader of the whole group, just nodded at the guard and entered the building. They immediately followed the procedure on a poster just inside the entrance.

They filled out plenty of papers. However, as there were still stereotypes existing everywhere in this world, they were asked one question.

"Sir, would you kill someone for money?" A member of staff asked them individually.

They all smiled. When asked, one at a time, they all had the same answer.

"Yes, I will kill for money if it's a monster."

The personnel finished their papers, then led them to the exam field.

The exam field was in a huge room with a huge sphere of silver in the center of it. Mark was the one to take the test, with others still lining up in the other room.

There was a staff member waiting in front of the sphere, holding a tablet of records of examinees. The staff member was an average-height man with eyeglasses and fixed-wax hair. Also, he had the type of glaring eyes that seemed disdainful to others.

Mark just didn't mind the atmosphere in the room as the staff looked at him with discerning eyes, then in the next second, he rolled them.

Mark just gritted his teeth and moved forward. With the staff also thinking about Mark's decision to take the hunter application test.

'Another bumpkin that looks like a thug. He is more acceptable as a thug than a civil servant though.'

"Put your hands, it will assess your rank if you are qualified as a hunter, " the staff said.

Mark nodded and put his hands on the sphere. The staff counted up to five and then tasked him with putting all of his energy into the sphere.

The sphere lit blue, and in the next seconds, a number appeared on the tablet, assessing the total energy and potential Mark possessed. The staff nonchalantly and unbotheredly looked at the tablet as if he already knew what the result was. But when he finally read through all the contents, he was surprised, gawking at it as it was an unexpectedly huge number.

In evaluating a rank, a person must also have a good talent for magic power. They don't measure the external force or the strength people have without magic powers, as one requirement for entering a rift is magical powers. If a normal person enters the rift, they lose their essence and become weak in the harsh environment inside a rift or dungeon.

He didn't anticipate having this kind of result from Mark, who seems like a person who had nothing to prove. However, his judgement was a fraud that made him realize that he still should not underestimate anyone.

Mark felt unusual about the sphere. Not because it drained his energy, but rather, he didn't feel his energy being sucked as if he still had it completely.

The sphere only takes into account the magic power of a person and disregards anything other than that. Also, only Mark's stamina was taken as evidence that his energy needed stamina because of the breathing in every energy produced.

The sphere dimmed, then totally lost its light, evaluating his total potential and magic power.

The staff looked at Mark with disbelief as he revealed his total number.

The staff pronounced the result in a stuttered tone. "C Rank," he said.

Mark just smiled and tapped his body as if proud of the result. A C-ranker is not common in the District Wish, and if one appears, guild managers or recruiters will surely flock to them.

Mark finally left the room with his card being given by the staff. And as he passed through the door, he saw some recruiters who were expecting someone to leave the exam room.

When they saw Mark's face, they breathed out in disappointment and went back to sit on their seats. However, when the staff that assisted him said his goodbye, he slipped the result of the exam.

"Congratulations on being a C-ranker, Mister Mark. If you ever want to have a public dungeon diving schedule, you can visit the association anytime."

The recruiters' ears twitched when they heard the staff's words. They instantly stood up from their seats and flocked to Mark, presenting their business cards.

"Please visit the XXX Guild."

"Join us, XXX Guild."

Their voices were like annoying mosquitos flying over one's ears. And as Mark noticed their dedication, he just smiled.

"I am sorry, I am already part of a guild." Mark said to them, passing through them with an unbothered expression.

They were just left frozen in one place, and couldn't believe that a rare hunter in the District Wish just disappeared from their grasps.

However, their dismay was immediately cut off when another hunter appeared, after finishing the test.

"Another C Rank!"

As usual, not letting the opportunity slip, they flocked to the person who finished the test. It was still a hunter from Roger's people. And remembering Roger's note, he immediately ignored the recruits.

They were frozen again. The second C Ranker ended up being already taken by another guild. It's two in a row. How could that huge opportunity slip away from them?

The next hunter that finished, they flocked over to that person as well. He was a D Ranker, and that feat is remarkable as well. It wasn't that rare, however, to be regarded as having a good talent for awakening as a D Ranker.

But unfortunately for them, that hunter was already taken and the next, and the next, and the next hunter that finished the exam had remarkable results ranging from E, the second from the lowest ranking, to C, the fourth strongest in the ranking.

Their mouths were twitching and they couldn't comprehend the information they learned that day. It seems like those people in a row who became hunters were part of a guild they didn't know about. It also appeared that all of them were incredible and had great combat power that a guild in District Wish could only dream of.

"What's happening? How is this possible? Those thug-looking people were all Awakens?!"

"Track them! We must know where they came from! This must not slip! It will be shocking news for District Wish!"

"Check their basic information!"

And another day passed, a hectic one to be called.