Half an hour later, Zhao Sheng strolled into a circular hall.
The hall was empty and spacious, more than a thousand paces in both length and width. The floor shone like a mirror, reflecting people clearly, while the surrounding walls were covered in dense, intricate patterns, as though countless profound and unfathomable formation runes had been woven and layered together.
At the center of the hall stood a solitary twelve-petal Lotus Platform. Its style was ancient and natural, quietly radiating seven-colored rosy light that alternated between brightness and dimness.
Zhao Sheng walked up to the twelve-petal Lotus Platform and looked down at it. At its center was a palm-sized circular recess, exactly the same size as the token in his hand! Seeing this, Zhao Sheng gave it a light toss. The dark-golden token instantly traced a beautiful arc through the air and landed with perfect precision in the round hole, fitting completely into place.
In an instant, a massive Light Sphere condensed in midair, blooming with nine-colored radiance.
Zhao Sheng looked up and saw the nine-colored Light Sphere twist and transform. In the blink of an eye, it took the shape of a slightly translucent little girl of eight or nine.
The girl had a flawless face and wore nine-colored immortal robes. Her phoenix eyes were as clear as water, seeming to hold light within them.
"Nunu A-3 pays respects to the Garrison Commander." The little girl descended from the air and curtsied gracefully to Zhao Sheng, her voice crisp as wind chimes and exceedingly pleasant to hear.
"A-3 is not a pleasant name. From today onward, you shall be called White Deer!" Zhao Sheng casually gave it a name.
"Thank you, sir, for bestowing a name. Nunu shall be called White Deer from now on." A delighted smile appeared