The Glorious Summoner

　　 Seeing Xia Pingan, Lao Zhou grinned, "Boy, I heard that you used that black cobra to kill someone in Xinchuan a few days ago?"

　　 "Haha, Uncle Zhou, you are well-informed!" Xia Ping'an smiled, "By the way, I just merged the God-Man Realm Orb this morning, and I am already a summoner!"

"Yes, yes, I said that your kid looks promising, and that black cobra is the best match for you!" Lao Zhou came over, took off his goggles, put his gloves aside, and removed both hands from one. After touching the counter, I took out two suitcases, one silver and one black, and placed them on the counter. "The things inside are all yours. The headquarters has just sent it off. You will use it in the future. Take a look. No problem, just sign here!", Lao Zhou took out another list.

　　 Xia Pingan opened the silver hand reminder first, and was immediately shocked by the contents.

Inside the silver suitcase, it is divided into two layers as soon as it is opened. The top one is more than ten work documents, and the bottom one is more than ten passports. The most conspicuous one on the top of those work documents is an orderly copy. A small black notebook with a sword and shield badge on the scales of the committee.

　　 Xia Ping'an took that little notebook and opened it, and she looked at her anti-counterfeiting portrait and the striking big seal of the National Order Commission.

　　 "Work Permit of the National Order Committee of the Great Yan Republic"

　　 Name: Xia Pingan.

　　 Ability Occupation: Summoner.

　　 Number: A Department 361718150

This black little book is very prestigious, and it is also a prop that often appears in various film and television dramas. In those film and television dramas, as long as the characters appearing in them take out this certificate, they have priority in law enforcement, and they can go in and out freely. Almost all non-state secret-related agencies and localities, and all law enforcement agencies and government agencies must cooperate.

　　 Is this your work permit?

　　 Holding this work permit, which symbolizes authority and heavy duty, Xia Ping'an felt a bit mixed for a while.

　　 From the moment he got this certificate, he officially became a summoner of the State Order Committee of the Great Yan Nation and joined the family of eating the royal food.

"Hey hey, kid, don’t be stunned, this certificate is actually not available for many times, and you may not be able to get it out once in a few years. This is your first-level ID in the Commission of Order, those on movies and TV. The bridge sections are used to coax children, look at the others, other documents will be used a bit more!" Lao Zhou reminded him next to him.

　　 Xia Ping'an smiled, put down the work permit, and picked up a small book with "Gun Permit" written on the dark blue cover next to it.

　　 The small booklet was opened, and it still contained his anti-counterfeiting photo, the stamp of the relevant state agency of the Great Yan country, and the certificate number.

　　 This is a first-class gun license.

The most useful thing in 　　 is the sentence in the certificate.

　　——This gun certificate is a legal certificate for the holder to publicly hold pistols, automatic weapons, and all special firearms with a caliber not greater than 12.7 mm in the 56 provinces and two overseas territories of the Republic of Great Yan.

　　 Xia Ping'an read this sentence several times.

There are three levels of gun licenses in Great Yan Nation. The third-level gun license can only hold specific pistols, the second-level gun license can hold automatic weapons, and the first-level gun license can hold the most firearms. Broad, almost includes all light weapons with a caliber of 12.7 mm.

"Remember the serial number of the gun license. You don't need to bring the license with you. If you want to carry a gun in the future, you just need to remember the serial number of the license. If you encounter the inspection by the police and other law enforcement agencies, you will report the license. The number of the gun license will do!" Lao Zhou reminded.

　　 Xia Ping'an nodded, he put down the "Firearm Permit" and picked up the next certificate.

This certificate is the "Journalist Card". The issuing authority is Optics Valley News Agency of the Republic of China, Optics Valley News Agency, and the official news agency of Dayan Country. It is the world's five largest news agencies and media groups, and it is related to AFP, TASS, Xinhua News Agency, and Germany. There are many television stations, trash, and newspapers and websites under the same famous institutions such as social media.

In addition to the "Reporter's Card", among those documents, there are more than a dozen documents such as "Police Card", "Detective Card", "Lawyer Card", "Environmental Supervision Card", "Psychological Counselor Card", etc., and even In the "Feng Shui Master Certificate" issued by the Dayan Country Feng Shui Masters Association, the people in that certificate are all Xia Pingan.

　　 In addition to the documents, there are more than a dozen passports in this box. Those passports with severe inflammation, as well as those from other countries, the characters in the passports are naturally Xia Pingan.

　　 "Are these documents real?" Xia Ping'an asked Lao Zhou.

"Of course it is true. These documents are your second-level work certificates for the Order Committee. Except you don’t go to work in these places, and you don’t get wages from these places, these documents can withstand any inspection. There is no problem at all, the Order Committee. People in the Special Operations Department of China often go out to do errands and use other identities. The "Journalist Card" and "Police Card" are used relatively more, so as not to cause panic among the ordinary people!"

Xia Ping’an understood. Before, he said that the people in the special operations department had many different identities when they went out, and there were many vests. He thought it was just to fool others. Where did he think that the order committee prepared these for the special operations department. The vest is so dripping that people can't fault it.

　　 "Uh, what about these passports?"

　　 "These passports are also useful. You don't think you will only perform missions in Xianghe City forever. It is very common for the summoners of the Special Operations Department to perform special missions at home and abroad..."

　　 "Hey, the identity cover of those agents is nothing more than this, right?" Xia Ping'an sighed.

"How can an agent be compared with a summoner, a document used by an agent to conceal his identity, up to two or three, where there are so many of us, and the passports of the agents are basically fake passports issued by the government, and ours are all real!" Zhou stared and said, with an expression of "your boy ignorant", "The agent went abroad. It was a mouse crossing the street. We went abroad. Others are eager to see and welcome you. Can you compare it? You are now a summoner. Only if you have the consciousness of a summoner, only others begging us, but without us begging others, the summoner travels all over the world is a role of drinking and eating meat..."

　　 "Yes, yes, yes, Uncle Zhou, you are right, I was wrong!" Xia Ping'an immediately confessed with a smile, but he did not expect Lao Zhou to have such a strong sense of collective honor.

　　 "You put these documents in your office, and choose which documents to bring out according to any needs!"

　　 "Hmm!" Xia Pingan nodded, then opened the black box next to it~www.ltnovel.com~ Xia Pingan opened the black box next to it, which contained an antique bronze lotus lamp.

　　 Seeing this ancient lamp, Xia Ping'an's eyes moved. In Xia Ping'an's eyes, the shape of this ancient lamp is exactly the same as an ancient lamp of the Northern Qi Dynasty unearthed from the tomb of Wangjiafeng in Taiyuan City.

　　 Is this a coincidence, but there is no Northern Qi, and there is no Wangjiafeng tombs in this world.

　　 But these two lamps are too similar!

　　 Xia Ping'an's eyes slowly became serious, he looked at Lao Zhou, "This is the lamplighter..."

Lao Zhou nodded, and looked at the lamp with some pious eyes, "It's the lamp, sent from the headquarters. This lamp is a rare magic weapon. Remember to use it carefully. I don’t think it’s broken. The way to fix it, you put a drop of blood on the wick, the lamp will follow you in the future, remember, people are in the lamp, and the lamp is no longer there. Some people have the lamp. You should know how to use it... "

Xia Pingan nodded, and carefully took the bronze lotus lamp out of the groove of the box. From the outside, this lamp seemed to be the same as an ordinary bronze lamp. There was nothing special about the weight, and the appearance was counted. It's not as exquisite, but I don't know if it is a psychological effect. Looking at this lamp, I always feel that this lamp is a little special.

After holding the lamp and looking at it for a while, Xia Pingan twisted the ring he was wearing, revealing the silver needle. In front of Lao Zhou, he pierced his finger and dripped two drops of blood on the place where the lamp was installed. .

　　 A few seconds later, the brilliance of the bronze lotus lamp flashed, and the blood dropped by Xia Ping'an was absorbed.

　　 Holding the lamp in his hand, the heart lamp responds, the ancient lamp is faint, and seems to be ready to be lit by Xia Ping’an at any time, releasing brilliance to protect a place in the dark...