Approaching, Part One

"All right, enough with the depressing talk. At least we'd come here once. Compared to most people in the surface hidden cities, we'd had it much better. At least we'd seen the world." Henry smiled.

"Cheers."

Ivy raised her cup.

The three of them lightly clinked cups and drained them in one go.

It clearly was not alcohol, yet it carried the feeling of drinking real liquor.

Tonight was Henry's farewell party. Perhaps they would never have another chance to meet again.

After all, tickets from the surface to the Silver Belt District were astonishingly expensive.

The three drank until late into the night before leaving the bar separately and taking vehicles back to their homes.

Early the next morning.

After his usual training, Wei He went to work at the Security Department.

The Silver Belt District Security Department was a police agency that gathered elites from hidden cities everywhere, with all kinds of top experts stationed there.

It was responsible for every aspect of public order and security throughout the Silver Belt District.

Wei He's department specifically handled travel permits.

Besides that, he occasionally had to go out with patrol teams. After all, not everyone in the Silver Belt District possessed psychic power. Quite a few were native residents without talent.

Native residents were descendants, or relatives' descendants, of people who had once come up and acquired residency qualifications.

The descendants of psychics did not necessarily all possess psychic talent. For those without psychic power, the best option here was to use identity documentation to find a guarantor.

Those were the people they dealt with most often.

Many wealthy people without talent would hire intermediaries to pay native residents as guarantors, only then being permitted to come to the Silver Belt District.

It was a true portrait of identity