It wasn't enough just to say that Feitong would help defend for a few days; she also needed an identity.
3 PM, Personnel Department of the Celestial Punishment Base.
Ding!
The elevator doors opened, and Jiang Hou, whose black hair reached his shoulders, stepped out, followed by a white-haired girl who looked around curiously.
As soon as Jiang Hou appeared with Feitong, the head of the personnel department immediately stood up, jogged outside, and nervously asked.
"Minister, is there anything you would like to instruct us?"
Facing the black-haired young man who looked to be in his twenties, the over-forty Zhang Meng didn't dare show any negligence.
"Register some information for me."
"Please, Minister."
With the head of the personnel department's assistance, the white-haired girl soon completed her personal data entry, becoming registered at the Celestial Punishment system... Wait, Tier Seven.
