Fang Han was so nervous that he was trembling all over.

Tall and handsome, this is the first impression Fang Han gave people.

Of course, in this year, tall and handsome are the most valuable things. Fang Han’s handsome men and beautiful women on the streets are not very outstanding.

The iron-gray metal corridor was quiet without any sound. There was an extremely long chair against the wall, and Fang Han sat on it. On his left, he was close to the door at the end of the corridor, and there were three people sitting there. On his right, there were nearly a hundred people sitting there upright. Everyone was nervous. Fang Han was just a little shaking, while some people's clothes were soaked in cold sweat.

One person on the left went in. After about five minutes, the man walked out easily with joyful steps.

The person on the left went in. In just one minute, the man staggered and rushed out of the portal with a stuttering step. After walking three or five steps, he fell to the ground.

The last person on the left went in. Fifteen minutes later, he walked out with a serious expression. His eyes flashed, his teeth were biting his lips tightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Fang Han walked into the portal.

The iron-gray room was empty, with a length of about a hundred meters and a height of more than thirty meters, which made Fang Han instinctively bend his waist. The pressure on this room was extremely high, and Fang Han felt that he could not breathe. The iron-gray ceiling, iron-gray floor, and iron-gray walls were all iron-gray, flashing with a cold metallic light. It was ruthless and cold, just like the person in front of Fang Han.

"His skin is all iron-gray." Fang Han muttered in his heart.

In the huge room, only a small desk was placed in the middle. Six holographic laser screens were arranged in arc shapes on the desk. A middle-aged man with hair tightly attached to his scalp, wearing an iron-gray uniform, and his skin seemed to be sitting upright on the desk with a sharp and emotional look as if he was a blade.

"Citizen B is a citizen Fang Han." The man looked at Fang Han for a while and asked coldly: "A3 type application."

Fang Han stood carefully fifteen meters away from the desk and said carefully: "Yes, sir."

The man gently tapped the keyboard on the desk a few times, and a small piece of information flashed across a light screen in front of him. He glanced at the information and said coldly: "A3 application~~~ Well, your wife is an indigenous citizen, an E-class citizen who has not undergone any improvement?"

"Uh, yes, Lord Civil Affairs Officer." Fang Han lowered his head, and cold sweat slid down from his forehead, sliding down his face, and landed on the iron-gray floor.

A small disc-shaped housekeeping robot slid out from somewhere and quietly wiped off Fang Han's sweat.

The civil affairs officer curled his lips and said lightly: "You used to be an A-level citizen and a C-level researcher. Because you married an indigenous citizen, your citizenship level was reduced by one level and your researcher level became a D-level. Based on my professional principles, I want to remind you that the ending may not be as you planned."

Fang Han's waist bent further and he whispered: "I know, Lord Civil Affairs Officer."

The fingers gently flicked on the desktop a few times. The civil servant narrowed his eyes. There was a trace of extremely rare warmth in his cold tone: "A3 application will consume 500,000 standard points for you, which is your entire savings. I personally recommend that you use these 500,000 standard points to expand your brain development level, or inject a C-level gene modification liquid. Your body quality is very good, and you should not waste your innate conditions. Fang Han, a B-level citizen, you have a chance to revoke your application."

Fang Han took a deep breath, and he raised his head and his lips were tightly pursed together. After a long time, he shivered a little, but his tone was extremely firm: "Sir, I have decided. I want a child."

The civil servant stared at Fang Han for a long time. Fang Han looked at him with a little fear. His eyes flashed, but after all, he persisted in the cold gaze. After about three minutes, the civil servant's fingers bounced, and a corner of the iron-gray room opened a door silently. A girl in an iron-gray uniform walked out quickly and placed a document on the civil servant's desk.

"Then, Fang Han, a B-class citizen, your A3 application is approved and you will get a child who is naturally conceived. Your personal account will be deducted by 500,000 standard points as the cost of all your child consumes before adulthood. At the same time, because your child is born to you and an indigenous person, your citizenship level should be temporarily downgraded to C."

A series of terms were read out expressionlessly. The civil affairs officer picked up the steel seal from his desk, stamped a seal on the official document, and bounced the official document at Fang Han.

The two light white papers were wrapped in a wisp of wind and slid in front of Fang Han and fell into his hands.

Fang Han bowed silently to the civil affairs officer, slowly stepped back a few steps, and walked out with a slightly heavy pace. The second chapter of the journey, the second chapter of the return chapter, the first chapter
Chapter completed!