The young man explained, "You aren't a tribe's Wuzi, so you aren't qualified to take part in the shaman sacrifice."
Zhao Fu said, "Though I don't have a tribe, I received the inheritance of a Shaman Clan expert and became a Wuzi as well."
The young man asked doubtfully, "Really? Then you are qualified, but why can't the wizard staff display it?"
Zhao Fu did not know what had gone wrong either.
The young man said, "Try somewhere else. Perhaps there's a problem with the staff here, and it can't register special Wuzis."
Zhao Fu nodded.
After the group left, they found another registration point. Yet the result was still the same—nothing appeared.
Lang Qing asked in confusion, "Wu Ling, why can't the wizard staff display your information? It can't be that the staffs at two registration points are both broken."
The others also looked at Zhao Fu.
Zhao Fu frowned. "I don't know either."
Lang Qing said with a smile, "Then let's go to some higher-level registration points. Maybe they will be able to display your information."
Zhao Fu replied, "Mm!"
The group headed toward a higher-level registration point. There would be more people there, but it should be able to display the information of a special Wuzi like Zhao Fu.
They arrived at a larger registration point, where quite a few people had already formed a line.
Zhao Fu and the others went to the back of the queue, preparing to wait.
After waiting for a while, a burly Great Han man strode straight into the building. He had no intention of lining up and planned to register directly.
This drew everyone's displeasure. They had all been following the rules and standing in line. Someone shouted, "Can you follow the rules? Go line up!"
The burly Great Han