The Defense Department building is six stories high. According to Cen Qiyun, only the first floor is open to the public. At this time, the first floor is also the busiest place, with people constantly coming in and out.
Meng Yi and the other person came to the registration office for the God's grace recipients. There was only one person inside. He was lying on a chair with his face covered with a newspaper and snoring.
Meng Yi knocked lightly on the door frame.
The clerk inside was startled and hurriedly put away the newspaper on his face. He raised his eyes and looked outside the door. After seeing Meng Yi and the other two clearly, he lay down again and said impatiently:
"Go, go, go. This is the registration office for those who receive divine grace. Can't you read?"
As he said this, he covered his face with the newspaper again.
"We are here to register."
The man pulled the newspaper down and said, "Huh?" He seemed a little confused.
It seems that there are basically no people with divine grace coming to register here. Is Cen Qiyun reliable?
Meng Yi looked helplessly at Cen Qiyun beside him. The woman pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Well, register and get your free training certificate."
The clerk at the registration office finally realized what was happening. "That's strange! I've been working here for two years, and this is the first time I've seen anyone register like this!"
“Come in quickly!”
He began to get excited and rummaged around like the wind, and it took him a long time to find the form.
"Ahem, name!"
The clerk sat upright, and Meng Yi even saw a sense of sacredness on his face.
"Why……"
"Your name is Ai?" The clerk looked Meng Yi up and down. "Is that your real name?"
…Meng Yi now felt increasingly unreliable, and couldn’t help but glance at Cen Qiyun.
Cen Qiyun tried hard to maintain her calm expression. She never expected the place to be like this.
She had secretly read the book yesterday. How could "The Guide for the Divinely Graced" be a lie?
Meng Yi continued the registration despite Yan's distrust.
"The Scarlet King...God?"
The clerk mumbled as he filled out the form. Meng Yi's eyes lit up and he quickly asked, "Hey, young man, how many gods are there in total?"
"I can't really say. Anyway, there are often names of gods with the same name as 䜥. For example, yours is a 䜥 name."
The clerk shrugged. "My boss's boss once said that all these different names of gods might ultimately point to the same god."
"Don't disbelieve me," he emphasized, "My boss's boss is a Level 1 Divine Grace."
Meng Yi nodded, but kept complaining in his mind. It was said before that no one had been here for two years, but it was also said that the name of the god was often mentioned, which made it hard for him to believe this statement.
The clerk filled out the form happily, and the impatience he had felt after being disturbed in his sweet dream disappeared without a trace.
Then he stamped it, tore off the last page, and handed him two copies. "Go ahead, it's free training. Turn left when you get out. It's the one at the back."
Meng Yi noticed that he stretched out two hands. Yes, another hand grew out diagonally from the wrist. He was so busy torturing Cen Qiyun with his eyes that he didn't notice this.
But the key point is that there was no "verification" at all during the registration process. The clerk just recorded whatever he said, which made him feel helpless.
He had thought that registration would be a serious matter, and he could show off his zombie-transformation skills here so that the Judgment Bureau would get wind of it and dispel some of their doubts.
The result is so sloppy!
He hesitated for a moment, but still took it. Although it didn't seem reliable, it was free and it would be a shame not to go.
Then he and Cen Qiyun went out, one after the other, and walked towards the innermost room.
"Did you expect this to happen before you came here?"
"No." Cen Qiyun was a little stunned. "The Handbook says that the rules here are very strict..."
A guide for beginners?
Meng Yi looked at her in surprise. What is this?
There was someone behind him. Meng Yi raised his head to take a look. It was the clerk from before. When he raised his head, the other person turned away awkwardly.
I always feel something is not right.
He looked up at the innermost room and saw that there was no sign at the door.
I knocked on the door gently, and a clear and pleasant female voice came from inside: "Come in!"
Very politely, he looked at Cen Qiyun and pulled the door open with a little force.
Then he closed the door with a click.
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