"Yes." Feng Qinglang responded, and he stood by the counter and read quickly. This kind of book is usually not given as a gift.

"Thanks!"

The rules of the mission center are similar to those of various mercenary associations, but money is not counted here, only points are counted, and the points here cannot be directly traded.

Feng Qinglang was focused on the registration process, so he finished reading it quickly and returned the book to the person on duty.

"So fast?" Amidst the other party's surprised voice, Feng Qinglang had already walked towards the curved corridor, which ran through various side halls.

North hall.

A counter called the Registration Office is unusually deserted. This place usually only becomes lively during the school term. Usually only people who occasionally lose their cards come here to get a replacement.

"I want to register." Feng Qinglang said with a smile. He hoped that his image as a fat man would look more honest under his smile.

The old man behind the counter raised his eyelids and glanced at Feng Qinglang, and said feebly: "Newcomers, right? You need to officially enroll before you can register here."

Feng Qinglang put the small copy of the admission certificate issued to her by the academy on the counter, then pushed it in front of the old man with her hand, and said sincerely: "Dear Sir, please help me, I really want to do the task."

The old man was about to lose his temper impatiently and reprimand the newcomer for being so ignorant, but Feng Qinglang took away the hand holding the admission certificate, and there were more than a dozen shining silver coins on it.

The old man's eyes suddenly flashed, and his rough hand waved on the counter. The silver coins disappeared, but Feng Qinglang's notebook was still there.

The old man's expression changed from indifferent to friendly, and he looked at Feng Qinglang sincerely. This newcomer was very sensible, but not sensible enough.

Feng Qinglang understood, and now Mingguang is indeed full of worldly atmosphere, but it is also a good thing, so there are more than a dozen silver coins in the small book.

The old man's hand immediately flickered, as if by magic, the silver coins had disappeared, the small book had come to his hand, and there was a brand new black card in front of him, as well as some ancient gadgets, and he said:

"Mingguang has always encouraged diligent and studious students. Since you are sincere and will work for Mingguang as soon as you enter school, I can't turn you away under any circumstances! Individual registration requires ten silver coins, which is additional."

If it weren't for the last sentence, it would have been too good. When Feng Qinglang paid, the arc of his smile increased a little.

The old man's craftsmanship was very good. He quickly burned Feng Qinglang's name on the black card with magic patterns. He also used those ancient small equipment to do some manipulations and probably added some kind of anti-counterfeiting label. After several rigorous processes,

, the card with Feng Qinglang’s name and his number on it was born.

Feng Qinglang nodded silently. Only in these small details can the scenery of Mingguang Academy be vaguely recognized. These ancient equipment are quite expensive and can generally prevent anyone from stealing real-name cards.

The old man completed a transaction and was in a good mood. He handed the card to Feng Qinglang: "Young man, I wish you a happy stay at the mission center!"

Feng Qinglang said goodbye with a smile and entered the curved corridor again and came to the rental center in the east hall. He was not interested in renting the mission light screen in the hall. Although it was cheap there, there were too many people.

"I need a room, independent, second-level!" Feng Qinglang glanced at the price list and made a quick decision.

"Twenty silver coins an hour! The deposit starts from 100 silver coins." The waiters at the rental center never hesitate to smile when treating big customers.

Feng Qinglang put the two gold coins and the real-name card he had just applied for on the counter. If the old man in front saw this scene and saw Feng Qinglang paying without blinking an eye, he would definitely regret it.

The sheep were let go without being slaughtered several times.

In the past few years, Feng Qinglang did make some money, but Feng Qinglang felt that money was nothing in front of her life.

"Room 16 on the second floor." The waiter's smile became even sweeter, perhaps because of Feng Qinglang's gentle way of throwing the gold coins, and the unflattering face with glasses suddenly became more pleasing to the eye.

Already.

Feng Qinglang glanced at the mission center map next to the counter and walked into the curved corridor again. In the middle of the corridor, there was a staircase leading to the second floor.

The world on the second floor is very quiet, as if the noise below has been isolated. Feng Qinglang can easily judge that this is the effect of the silent magic pattern barrier.

Use the room card to open Room 16. The interior is elegant but not monotonous. The window faces the edge of the central garden. There are people coming and going by the small fountain there. What a coincidence. If you move your eyes up to the sixth floor, you will see

We could just see the suite they rented not long ago, which was Nan Xinghun's room. She was leaning against the window, reading something with her head down.

Feng Qinglang couldn't help but smile and thought to herself, Your Excellency Nan Ling, you see how responsible I am. When dealing with personal matters, your precious daughter can also take care of it.

On the mahogany desk, there is a black crystal panel of about two square meters placed vertically. It should be made of the same material as the huge panel seen at the front entrance.

Feng Qinglang inserted his real-name card into the slot on one side of the black crystal panel, and the panel lit up.

This type of expensive ancient magic weapon has been seen many times during my time wandering on the St. Mark Continent, but this is the first time it has been used in a mission center on such a large scale as Mingguang Academy. It also shows from another perspective that Mingguang

It was once the heritage of a wealthy family.

The first item on the panel was "Points Redemption". Feng Qinglang immediately clicked on it with her fingertips and immediately entered a dazzling interface. The "Jingxin Chapter" that she had been dreaming of recently was placed first.

Feng Qinglang's heart skipped a beat. After clicking to enter, her eyes couldn't help but stare. Under the grand official introduction, there was the redemption chapter of "Jingxin Chapter". It was actually divided into thirteen chapters for redemption. The first chapter contained

The required points are one thousand points.

Passing by so many black crystal panels in front, Feng Qinglang glanced at them. He knew clearly that many tasks were completed, but the rewards were only ten or twenty points, and the tasks that allowed him to go up to the entrance billboard were only three or five.

One hundred percent, now this thing, the first chapter actually costs one thousand points.

Looking further down, Feng Qinglang was a little angry. In the second chapter, it became 10,000 points, in the third chapter it was 50,000 points, and then it grew almost geometrically.

Then it would be too difficult to put together "The Meditation Chapter"...

But he quickly calmed himself down again, and the current focus was to get the first chapter. If after practicing the first chapter, it was found that it was not a fragment of the Holy Spirit Art, then everything would be completely meaningless.

For a while, Feng Qinglang also started to worry about gains and losses.

He casually clicked the "Redeem" button in the first chapter, and bright red letters on the black crystal reminded him, "Your points are zero."
Chapter completed!