As he led Han Wu's group along, the attendant introduced himself.
"Names are useless here. Only codenames, years of service, and merits are the standards by which status is measured."
"You don't get to pick your own codename, either. Everyone else gives it to you. Before you have one, we simply call you recruits. Also, my codename is Black Spear."
Han Wu asked curiously, "Senior Black Spear, then how do you tell us apart?"
Attendant Black Spear swept his gaze over Han Wu's group and said, "Isn't that easy? You'll be the somewhat handsome but overly curious recruit. This little girl will be the beautiful yet aloof recruit. This bug will be the pitch-black recruit. As for this last one..."
Attendant Black Spear stared at the Golden Holy Beetle, his expression somewhat solemn. "You're so weak. How did you advance to the Plane Level Eternal Stage? You might as well be called Weak Chicken. I'm sure everyone else will call you that too."
The Golden Holy Beetle blinked his tiny eyes, wanting to argue but finding himself powerless to do so.
After all, here, he truly was the weakest one.
Han Wu was equally speechless at Attendant Black Spear's casual decision to give the Golden Holy Beetle a codename.
That was far too arbitrary.
The Golden Holy Beetle might be weak, but calling him Weak Chicken outright—wasn't that looking down on him too much?
"What? Handsome but useless recruit, do you want to compete for the codename Weak Chicken?" Attendant Black Spear seemed capable of seeing through people's hearts as he turned to Han Wu.
Han Wu waved his hand, indicating that Weak Chicken was fine.
After all, it was not him being called Weak Chicken.
The Golden Holy Beetle could only nod helplessly and accept the codename Weak Chicken.