Seeing Xia Pingan, Lao Zhou grinned. "Kid, I heard you used that black cobra to kill a scumbag in Xinchuan a few days ago?"
"Haha, Uncle Zhou, you're well-informed!" Xia Pingan laughed. "Oh, right, I just fused with the Celestial Realm Bead this morning. I'm now a summoner!"
"Not bad, not bad. I knew you were a promising kid. That black cobra is the best match for you!" Lao Zhou walked over, took off his goggles, and put his gloves aside. He reached under a counter and took out two suitcases, one silver and one black, and put them on the counter. "The things inside are all yours. The headquarters just sent them out. You'll need them in the future. Take a look. If there's no problem, sign here!" Lao Zhou took out another list.
Xia Pingan opened the silver suitcase first. He was shocked by the things inside.
The silver suitcase was divided into two layers. The top layer contained more than ten work IDs, and the bottom layer contained more than ten passports. The most eye-catching item on top of the IDs was a small black book with the dragon-patterned sword and shield emblem of the Committee of Order.
Xia Pingan took the small book and flipped it open. He saw his anti-counterfeiting profile picture and the eye-catching seal of the National Committee of Order.
"Great Yan Republic National Committee of Order Work ID"
Name: Xia Pingan
Ability Profession: Summoner
Serial Number: Division A 361718150
This small black book was very impressive. It was also a prop that often appeared in various movies and TV series. In those movies and TV series, as long as the characters showed this ID, they would have priority in law enforcement and could freely enter almost all non-national secret agencies and places. Moreover, all law enforcement agencies and government agencies had to cooperate with them.
'Is this my work ID?'
Holding the work permit that symbolized authority and heavy responsibility, Xia Pingan's heart was filled with mixed feelings.
From the moment he received this ID, he had officially become a summoner of the National Committee of Order in the Fire Country. He had joined the big family that relied on the government.
"Hehehe, kid, don't just stand there. You won't be able to use this ID much. You might not even be able to take it out once in a few years. This is your Level 1 ID in the Committee of Order. Those scenes in movies and TV series are just for kids. Look at other IDs. Other IDs will be more useful!" Lao Zhou reminded him.
Xia Pingan smiled and put down the ID. Then, he picked up a small book with a dark blue cover with the words' Gun Certificate 'written on it.
He opened the small notebook, and there was still his anti-counterfeiting photo, the seal of the relevant government agencies in the Country of Fire, and his identification number.
This was a Level 1 Certificate.
The most useful part of the document was the sentence in the document.
'This Certificate is the legal certificate for the holder to openly possess and use pistols, automatic weapons, and all other special firearms with a caliber no larger than 12.7mm in the 56 provinces and two overseas territories of the Great Yan Republic.'
Xia Pingan read this sentence several times.
The Gun Certificate in the Great Fire Country was divided into three levels. The Level 3 Certificate could only allow the holder to possess special pistols. The Level 2 Certificate could allow the holder to possess automatic weapons. The Level 1 Certificate could allow the holder to possess the widest range of firearms, including almost all light weapons with a caliber lower than 12.7mm.
"Remember the serial number of the Certificate. You don't have to carry it with you. If you want to carry a gun out in the future, just remember the serial number of the Certificate. If you encounter the police or other law enforcement agencies, just report the serial number of the Certificate!" Lao Zhou reminded him.
Xia Pingan nodded. He put down the Certificate and picked up another document.
This document was a Reporter's Certificate. It was issued by the Light Valley News Agency of the Great Yan Republic. The Light Valley News Agency was the official news agency of the Great Fire Country. It was one of the five largest news agencies and media groups in the world. It was an organization on par with Agence France-Presse, Tass News Agency, Xinhua News Agency, DPA News Agency, and others. They had many television stations, newspapers, and websites under them.
Apart from the Reporter's Certificate, there were more than ten other documents, such as the Police Certificate, the Detective Certificate, the Lawyer Certificate, the Environmental Inspection Certificate, the Psychologist Certificate, and so on. There was even a Feng Shui Master Certificate issued by the Great Fire Country's Feng Shui Master Association. The person in the certificate was Xia Pingan.
Apart from the documents, there were more than ten passports in the box. Some were from Great Yan, and some were from other countries. Naturally, the person in the passports was also Xia Pingan.
"Are these documents real?" Xia Pingan asked Lao Zhou.
"Of course they're real. These documents are your secondary work documents from the Committee of Order. Apart from not going to work in these places and not being paid by these places, these documents can withstand any kind of inspection. There's no problem at all. Most of the time, the people from the Special Operations Division of the Committee of Order use other identities when they go out on missions. They use the Reporter's Certificate and the Police Certificate more often. This way, they won't cause panic among the ordinary people!"
Xia Pingan finally understood. Previously, he heard from Mo Yanshao that the people from the Special Operations Division used different identities when they went out. They had many aliases. He thought that it was just a bluff. He did not expect that the aliases prepared by the Committee of Order for the Special Operations Division were so watertight that no one could find any problems with them.
"Uh, what about these passports?"
"These passports are also useful. Don't tell me you think that you'll only be carrying out missions in Xianghe City forever. It's very common for the summoners of the Special Operations Division to carry out special missions in and out of the country …"
"Sigh, the identities of those special agents are just like this, right?" Xia Pingan sighed.
"How can special agents be compared to summoners? A special agent will use at most two or three documents to hide their identity. How can they have as many as we have? Moreover, the special agent's passports are basically fake official passports. Ours are all real!" Lao Zhou glared at him with an expression that said, "When special agents go overseas, they're like rats on the street. When we go overseas, people are eagerly waiting and warmly welcoming us. How can you compare? You're a summoner now, so you have to have the awareness of a summoner. It's always others who beg us, but we've never begged others. Summoners travel all over the world to drink and eat meat …"
"Yes, yes, yes. Uncle Zhou, you're right. I was wrong!" Xia Pingan immediately admitted his mistake with a smile. He did not expect Lao Zhou to have such a strong sense of collective honor.
"Put these documents in your office. You can choose which documents to bring out according to your needs!"
"Okay!" Xia Pingan nodded and then opened the black box next to him.
Xia Pingan opened the black box next to him. There was an antique bronze lotus lamp inside.
Seeing this antique lamp, Xia Pingan's eyes moved. The shape of this antique lamp, in Xia Pingan's eyes, was exactly the same as the antique lamp of Northern Qi unearthed from Wang Jiafeng's tomb in Taiyuan City.
Could this be a coincidence? But there was no Northern Qi in this world, and there was no Wang Jiafeng's tomb.
But these two lamps were too similar!
Xia Pingan's eyes slowly became serious. He looked at Lao Zhou. "This is the lamp lighter, the one …"
Old Zhou nodded as he looked at the lamp with a pious look. "That's the lamp. It was sent from the headquarters. This lamp is a rare magical item. Remember to use it carefully. I can't fix it if it's broken. Drip a drop of blood on the wick of the lamp and it'll belong to you from now on. Remember, if you're alive, the lamp will be there even if you're not. If you're alive, you'll have the lamp. You should know how to use it …"
You should know how to use it. "Xia Pingan nodded and carefully took the bronze lotus lamp out of the groove in the box. From the outside, this lamp looked no different from an ordinary bronze lamp. There was nothing special about its weight, and its appearance could not be considered exquisite. But for some reason, looking at this lamp, he felt that it was somewhat special.
After holding the lamp and looking at it for a while, Xia Pingan twisted the ring on his finger, revealing a silver needle. In front of Lao Zhou, he pricked his finger and dripped two drops of blood onto the lamp.
A few seconds later, the bronze lotus lamp flashed brilliantly, and Xia Pingan's drop of blood was absorbed.
Holding the lamp in his hand, Xia Pingan's heart and lamp resonated. The antique lamp was faint, as if it was ready to be lit at any time by Xia Pingan, releasing a brilliance to protect the safety of the place in the darkness …
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