The three-story palace made of white stones stands in the middle of the garden square. The arc-shaped dome reflects the autumn sunshine, which looks like it is glowing. An Wen narrowed his eyes and lowered his gaze with some discomfort.

Tsk, it is a palace that is dazzling and cannot be seen directly. To a certain extent, it also represents the social status of the Lantern Association among the Blue Star humans.

What does it feel like when standing on the top of the palace and looking down? I wonder if I have the chance to go up and take a look.

While thinking about it, An Wen was not idle either. He smoothed the wrinkles on his windbreaker and tidied up his appearance. An Wen walked through the garden square in front of the palace, went straight up along the white steps, and passed the vaulted porch and entered the first floor lobby of the Lantern Association.

This is the main service window of the Lantern Association, and all matters related to the association can be found here.

An Wen stood under the porch and glanced around, and soon found a sign standing in the middle of the lobby under the giant crystal ceiling. He carefully avoided the crowd coming and going in the lobby, walked to the sign and looked up.

"The left side of the first floor is the commission registration, the right side is the task settlement, the second floor... With it, the license office should be here."

An Wen recorded the location of the license office, left the sign, went up the second floor from the circular staircase at the edge of the lobby, and walked along the corridor for half a circle before finding the license office, reached out and pushed open the carved double-page wooden door and walked in.

"Ri'an, sir, this is the license office. Can anyone help you?"

Just as she entered, behind the desk on the left side of the door, a female staff member with a sweet-looking braided linen braid stood up. When An Wen looked over, she was holding her skirts in her hands and bowing to him.

"Ri'an, this lady, I have some questions about licenses that I need to know."

An Wen bowed back and explained his purpose.

"Is there a problem with the license? So, sir, your surname is?"

"My surname is An, my name is Wen, An Wen. I passed the final trial three days ago, but the sinking license was not mailed to me with the letter. So I followed the letter's instructions and visited the association, wondering what the reason was that the association withdrew my license."

An Wen's speech was neither fast nor slow, and his tone was very calm, but the words said shocked the female staff, and he stopped even calling the maid to prepare refreshments for An Wen.

"Mr. An, please wait for a moment, I'll check it for you now."

The female staff sat back behind the desk, opened the drawer and flipped out a stack of files, and began to check them one by one. Soon, she seemed to see something incredible, and suddenly looked up and stared at An Wen.

"Ms.? Is there any problem?"

An Wen tapped the table gently and asked with a frown. The female staff looked at him with a strange look, and An Wen couldn't figure out what was going on for a moment.

"No, Mr. An, your license is a little special and requires some specific procedures and special personnel to issue it to you in person. Please come with me."

The female staff seemed very happy. She stood up with a smile, reached out to signal An Wen to follow her, and then walked out of the license office with An Wen with a thin belt.

An Wen followed the female staff in confusion, walked around half of the corridor, went straight to the three floors along the circular staircase, and passed through a three-story small hall supported by white stone pillars, and finally stopped in front of a door with the president's room hanging.

It's so strange. It's just a lower license. It actually needs to alarm the president of the association. What's going on?

An Wen was puzzled, but he looked at the female staff knocking on the door without moving, then followed her calmly and walked into the president's room.

"Ri'an, Mr. President, Mr. An, who has obtained the S-level license rating, has arrived at the association. Are you available now?"

In the spacious president's room, behind the desk in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, an old man wearing a black silver-edged robe with gray hair and grey hair, hearing the sound, looked up, and turned his bright eyes and landed on An Wen's face. After a careful look, he showed a satisfied smile.

"You are An Wen? It's really young and very good!"

The old man pushed away the file file on the desktop, stood up, walked around the desk and walked to An Wen, reached out to hold his arm, pulled An Wen slightly strongly, and came to the rest area in a corner of the room on one side, and sat down with the guests.

"Young man, I know you have many questions, but please be patient, your questions will be answered."

The old man comforted An Wen for a moment, then turned around and said to the maid standing aside.

"In the past, I invited both vice presidents and the inspectors to come here, and remember to notify the imager and recorder, and also give me the file No. 377 placed in the filing cabinet."

The president sitting opposite An Wen directed the maids to move around in a loud voice. An Wen leaned on the sofa and muttered in his heart. However, seeing the president's attitude, it should not be a bad thing, so he calmed down and slowly tasted the black tea sent by the maid. Anyway, things have come to this point, and it is useless to be anxious.

The quiet president's room became noisy for a moment, and the maids went in and out, following the instructions of the president's elder, informing all those who needed to attend. After some busyness, about ten minutes later, the inspector who arrived at the audience walked into the president's room and sat on the sofa on the side.

"Very good, are you all here?"

The elder of the president raised his head and looked around.

The two middle-aged vice presidents sat next to the elders, on the single sofa on the left, with gray-black eyes and expressionless surveillance officer looking up and down at An Wen. In front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the right, the imager held the recording crystal in his hand. Behind the president, the recording commissioner was ready.

The whole scene was very serious and An Wen couldn't help but sit up straight, put down the teacup in his hand, and looked at the president intently.

"Then start!"

The president took a deep breath and his eyes fell on An Wen.

"It is now the year of the Blue Episode 1785, the moon in late autumn (September), the third day of the week of the constellation (Wednesday of the first week). After the exploration and rating of the Eye of Time, the 377th place in Jinghu Central City and the 114th existing S-level lantern member will officially join the association. According to the association's rules, I, Montera Blu, and the 17th branch president, will hold an entry ceremony for the new members, and explain in detail the obligations he needs to pay and the rights he can enjoy, the above!"

Hey!?No, I just issued a license. Should I be so formal?
Chapter completed!