Legendary Traveler: By Earning Progress Points I will Become Supreme! Chapter 157 Registration, Examination, Results (2)

With the ntal command given and his hands placed on opposite sides of the beachball-sized Orb, Aoni watched in amazent as two separate holograms appeared out of nowhere, displaying not only his Modified Traveler's display but also the one for his Summon's Display.

"Mm…" releasing a small noise right beside Aoni, nearly scaring him half to death because the guy had silently snuck up, catching him off guard; Garret leaned forward and examined the results shown by the Orb.

"Not bad for a Newly Awakened…OH, five-star potential and B are not bad. If you don't mind asking, at what Rank did your Stats start?" Tapping away on his tablet, Garret finally stepped back and requested more information.

| Attack and Energia G-, Defense and Speed F- |

"My Attack and Energia stats were both extrely low and were originally at G-, but I got lucky as my Defense and speed started at F-." without skipping a beat, the mont Aoni saw his AN's response, he parroted the information.

There was no way of telling if his lies would be seen through, yet sothing told him that so long as he abided by whatever the mysterious chat box said, things would turn out alright.

"Interesting, then again, I suppose with a Tradeskill Attribute, especially one as all-encompassing as yours, it is pretty standard that your Attack and Energia would climb to where they have."

Finding the answer reasonable, after reading through Aoni's Attribute description, Garret was intelligent enough to understand that his attendee had spent quite a bit of ti utilizing it, especially when he noticed that it had already manifested the third star.

"It's quite strange, though, that you've already Elentalized 5% of your Energia, yet that seems to be explainable due to the resources you brought back from Genovia along with the information pertaining to your Territory listed in the Summon's Display."

"I will say, though it's quite a sha that you only summoned so weapons, even if they are 2-Star, you must have had it rough without any creatures or Subordinates." Looking down at Aoni since he was well over a head taller than the Lad, Garret's eyes showed a hint of pity, or maybe it was disdain, at the fact that his attendee seed to have horrible summon luck.

| You were unlucky; even getting a matching pair of weapons was bountiful |

"Yes, sir, it was hard; I've never been a lucky person, but I was still ecstatic to summon a matching pair of swords." Refusing to make eye contact with the guy, Aoni continued staring straight ahead.

"Mm, it happens, but that can be solved with a higher-grade flu and so subordinate nodes. At least then, you will have so extra hands in your territory." Nodding his head and verifying all the information he'd input in the tablet matched that of the Orb, Garret motioned for Aoni to step back before tapping his tablet one more ti, and…

Brrrr brr brr click

Printing out an Orange Access card.

Your next chapter awaits on My Virtual Library Empire

Reaching into his pocket, he then grabbed a retractable clip, attached it to the orange card, and handed it to the Lad.

"From this mont on, you are officially registered in our Database as an Orange-Tier Traveler; in the future, when the Grade of your Attribute increases, you will have to take a re-evaluation in order to change it."

"Clip it onto your shirt under your collar on the right-hand side and follow ." Extending the card to Aoni, the man didn't wait for a response and began walking away the instant it was in the Lad's hands.

Attaching it to his shirt was simple, but before he let it freely dangle, Aoni gave it a good look over before chasing after Garret.

The orange card was about the size of a playing card, and in the center was a picture of his face, taken at so point between leaving the flu and now.

Under it was his full na, along with his falsified Overall Rank, and on the back of the card was the Country's Crest.

Exiting the room, Garret didn't bother looking behind or waiting, as if he already knew Aoni was hot on his heels, and began speaking calmly.

"We will now head up to the fifth floor for your examination. Seeing as you have a Tradeskill Attribute, I have arranged for 3 Experts in different fields: All Blue-Cards, One Armorsmith, One Tailor, and One Weaponsmith; your first evaluation is simple; you will craft sothing in each field and use your Attribute so the Bureau can determine your strengths and weakness."

"After that, we will head back down to the third floor, where your Stats will be tested, and your Veeramon Score will be given. Do you have any questions?"

**As ntioned before, there is a nurical based Scoring system for Stats:**

Veeramon Score Values

G = 0 to 10

F = 11 to 50

E = 51 to 100

D = 101 to 1000

C = 1001 to 5000

B = 5001 to 10000

A = 10001 to 50000

S = 50001 to 100000

"Yes sir, it's about the items that I brought back…" If he were going to put on a show for the Overseers, he'd need to follow the description listed on file and, as such, would require materials he'd personally harvested.

"Mm, that's a valid concern, considering your Attribute's weakness. Don't worry; I've already sent for them, and they should be arriving shortly, including that backpack of yours. Seeing as it wasn't listed on your Summon's Display, I assu you made it?" Walking through the first floor down so hallways and arriving at a set of eight elevators, Garret pressed the up button and turned to face Aoni.

"I did. It took a lot of effort, too, so I was hoping it would be returned to ." Tasting sothing bitter as he said the word HOPING, Aoni played it off as if nothing was wrong, and instead, he was simply worried about his stuff.

"Your backpack has been acquired as well, and there is nothing to worry about on that end. Considering it is subjected to your Attribute, it will be returned in ti." Turning back around the mont the elevator doors opened, Garrett leaned forward and pressed the button labeled five before bringing up his tablet and tapping away again, ignoring Aoni or even checking to make sure he'd gotten on the elevator in the first place.