God Eater Sequence: The Devourer

As soon as Qin Siyang pushed open the door, he was immediately stunned by the scene inside.

He had thought that the interior of the Sequence Management Bureau would be as dull and monotonous as its exterior, with a touch of mystery.

But unexpectedly, his assumption was completely wrong.

The interior of the management bureau building was magnificent.

Right at the entrance was a gilded foyer, neatly arranged with various antique decorations, each accompanied by a corresponding introduction.

Qin Siyang couldn't help but stop to take a closer look, discovering ancient Chinese coins, pyramid bricks, and even manuscripts from painters from a thousand years ago.

These items, rich in cultural and historical significance, exuded an alluring charm under the illumination of bright white lights.

After passing through the foyer, he entered the main area of the management bureau.

Surprisingly, the management bureau building had neither corridors nor a front desk. Once past the foyer, one could directly see the entire interior.

In the massive first-floor space of over a thousand square meters, there were only a dozen office desks.

Each desk had three computers—one standard desktop and two laptops.

This was the first time Qin Siyang had seen a laptop since his rebirth, and yet, he saw dozens of them at once.

To the side, there was also a coffee bar offering a variety of free beverages, with a staff member behind the counter manually brewing coffee.

Some people sat by the desks drinking coffee and chatting, some rested their heads on one hand, idly browsing something, while others wandered aimlessly through the vast office space.

Though the building had three floors, Qin Siyang was only on the first, but it seemed like the first floor didn't even have a ceiling.

Because the entire ceiling was a massive light emitting a soft white glow.

Maybe it was an incandescent light, maybe an energy-saving lamp—Qin Siyang wasn't sure. But all the bulbs were covered with matte lampshades, making the entire first floor of the management bureau as bright as daytime.

Not the glaring, artificial brightness of school lights, but a true daytime glow, as if there was sunlight.

Qin Siyang stood frozen, unsure of how to react.

Everything about the Sequence Management Bureau's decor was sending him a clear message: This place belongs to people with privilege.

As he aimlessly observed the interior of the building, a familiar figure walked down the staircase from the second floor.

"Qin Siyang, you're here."

Qian Wenzhao greeted Qin Siyang warmly. Today, he was no longer wearing that low-key wool coat but had changed into a neatly pressed navy-blue suit.

Clothes make the man. Dressed in this suit, Qian Wenzhao radiated the energy of a successful professional. Even those droopy eyes of his, which usually lacked expression, now carried the indifference of someone in power.

Qian Wenzhao personally coming to greet him immediately drew the attention of the bureau's personnel on the first floor, all of whom turned their gaze toward Qin Siyang, trying to decipher exactly who he was.

But no one could understand. Qin Siyang's shabby clothes, ragged pants, and shoes with exposed toes all screamed poverty.

By normal standards, Qian Wenzhao wouldn't even bother acknowledging someone who just happened to awaken their sequence ability through sheer dumb luck.

"Section Chief Qian."

Qin Siyang bowed to Qian Wenzhao, showing his respect in front of the latter's subordinates.

"Come on up, let's talk."

"Alright."

Qin Siyang took a few steps forward, stepping onto the dark gray stone stairs, and under Qian Wenzhao's warm invitation, he ascended to the second floor.

The second floor was similar to the first—spacious, with soft white lighting from the ceiling.

However, there were no office desks here. Instead, there were scattered genuine leather sofas, coffee tables, snacks, and four corner offices.

Qian Wenzhao led Qin Siyang into the office in the northwest corner, carefully closing the door and pulling down the blinds.

"My office is the only truly secure place in this entire building. We can speak freely here."

Qian Wenzhao got straight to the point, and Qin Siyang nodded in agreement.

He did not ask Qian Wenzhao why this place was safe. Given Qian Wenzhao's level of caution, Qin Siyang fully trusted that Qian Wenzhao would never speak without reason.

Perhaps because this was his own territory, giving him more confidence, Qian Wenzhao was noticeably more relaxed today compared to yesterday when speaking.

"To be honest, I have always been careful in handling matters. I have never made a mistake in this business. It was only last time—when I truly had no time—that I let my nephew go to collect the money. And as luck would have it, that's when you caught him."

"Even the wisest make mistakes, Section Chief Qian. There's no such thing as someone who never errs, nor is there a secret that never leaks."

"You're right about that."

Qian Wenzhao took a small blue booklet from the drawer and handed it to Qin Siyang, "Check if the information is correct."

The cover of the blue booklet read [Sequence Ability User Registration Certificate], with smaller text below: [Issued by the Sequence Ability Management Bureau].

Qin Siyang opened it and glanced inside. It contained his information.

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Sequence Ability User ID: [00009527]

Sequence: [Phantom Assassin]

Residence: [Wanderer]

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"Why is my ID number so low?"

From what he knew, Godslayer Camp had over a million members. There was no way it was his turn at such an early number.

"The previous holder of this number died. The number was reclaimed and reassigned to you."

"Ah, that makes sense."

"And your housing?"

"Taken care of."

Qian Wenzhao did not ask how Qin Siyang handled it. Both of them were meticulous individuals who trusted each other deeply.

"This booklet serves as your identity certificate. I didn't have your fingerprints before, but now that you're here, we can register them in the system. Don't doubt me—this is just standard procedure."

"Understood."

Qin Siyang pressed the fingerprints of both his thumbs onto the fingerprint scanner while Qian Wenzhao tapped a few keys on his keyboard.

"Done. You are now officially a sequence ability user. You can log into Godslayer Camp's Sequence Ability User Information section and view details on all legally registered ability users."

"What about my account and password?"

"I'll send it to your phone. You can change the password yourself. If you forget it, you'll have to bring this Sequence Ability User Registration Certificate to the management bureau and verify your fingerprint to reset it. It's a hassle, so don't forget it."

"Also, you don't have to worry about your sequence. The United Government has a rule—unless a sequence ability user is convicted of a crime, their sequence will not be tested a second time. So now that your identity is in the records, as long as you don't cause trouble, no one will question you."

"Alright. Thank you. As for your nephew, I'll release him as soon as I leave."

"Good. Thanks."

"Section Chief Qian, just to clarify—I'll release him, but as for the items he was carrying…"

"I understand. That's a lesson for him. Keep them. Do you have anything else?"

Hearing this subtle dismissal, Qin Siyang thought for a moment and then nodded, "One more question."

"Go ahead."

"Section Chief Qian, working in a place like this, why would you go through all that trouble for a single silver coin…?"

Qian Wenzhao was momentarily stunned before chuckling, "Looks like you really have no concept of money."

It seemed Qian Wenzhao assumed Qin Siyang was some fallen noble. Qin Siyang neither confirmed nor denied it.

"One silver coin is worth ten thousand copper coins at the exchange rate. But no one trades it that way—its market value is usually around twelve thousand copper coins."

"My salary as a section chief in this management bureau is only one thousand three hundred and ten copper coins per month. A single side job like that earns me more than half a year's salary."

"As for this kind of office environment—"

"This belongs to the United Government, not me."

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