The Professional Rankings, in twelve volumes, each bearing the name of my lord.

The reporter pressed for more information.

"There is roadside surveillance footage showing that a person dressed as a bandit entered the professional temple."

"This is obviously someone impersonating someone. You know, it's very easy to impersonate a bandit. That kind of bandit outfit is very popular right now."

We are currently searching for this despicable stone thief.

Citizens need not panic; there are spare job stones available, and this will not affect newcomers' job changes.

"Mayor, the bandits deserve a lot of credit for keeping the damage from this World Boss disaster under control. I heard you're planning to award them an award, is that true?"

"That's good. We prepared 100,000 yuan in cash, a batch of training resources, and the title of Outstanding Citizen of Yunshan City. It's just a pity that no one has come to claim the award..."

Inside the rental house.

Song Gua was watching TV and happened to see this part.

Monkey King was squatting on a stool to the side.

"Hey old rascal, why don't we go claim the prize? Even a mosquito leg is meat."

"A petty gain, if you fall into a trap, will not outweigh the benefits."

"If we fall for their trap, we'll just exchange one of our cannon fodder for a suicide mission!"

"Damn! You're at it again! Use it sparingly, it's not worth destroying something like this!"

At this point, Song Gua contacted Da Congming, who was on a mission.

"Big Smart, have you seen the person?"

"not yet."

"This woman, she made it all agreed on the phone that it would be cash on delivery, why isn't she on time...?"

"Here it comes! Mute! Mute!"

Da Congming, dressed in a full set of six-bamboo armor, stood on Storm Cliff, a level 20 training area outside the city.

This is the place where bandits raided the eight major guilds' wilderness bosses.

The guy who got on the bus hid in a cave at the bottom of the cliff.

Three figures emerged from the distant mist.

Two are tall, one is slender.

"Hmm? He looks kind of familiar..."

When the three approached, Da Congming was so frightened that he almost jumped off the cliff.

"No, no, no, no, no, this is terrible..."

Inside the rented room, Song Gua watched TV as calmly as an old dog.

"What's wrong? Calm down. Don't let people realize you're just trying to fool her before you've even taken out the item."

"It's that woman from the Avengers!"

"What Avengers? I mean the Justice League... Holy crap!! The one with the butterfly mask?!"

"yes!"

What was Song Gua thinking about?

The name of the person who made the request on the King's Domination Guild's commission to find Dark Balance is...

Miss Butterfly!

"So there were such details, damn... You're so clever. Try to fool me first. If you can, great. If not, jump off the cliff. I'll come get you."

Song Gua chose this location to meet with the other party, also taking into account the issue of retreat.

Just replicate the escape method used when fighting wild bosses before.

"We meet again, bandits."

Miss Butterfly's familiar, cool voice came through.

Behind her, the two burly men whose bodies could transform into machines remained as stern and unsmiling as ever, like Terminators.

Da Congming tried to remain calm, took a step back, and smiled.

"I never imagined Miss Butterfly was you! It's amazing we're working together again! What a coincidence! Haha, haha..."

Miss Butterfly snorted.

"Yes, last time I gave you a magical artifact, but I didn't get anything in return. It was truly a pleasure doing business with you."

"What are you saying? Didn't we already give you the man, Bing Shen? It seems you're not very skilled at torture and forced confessions. Why don't you give us the man and we'll help you interrogate him?"

"Stop pretending! That Bing Shen is a fake! The real one is already committing crimes in the capital!"

Song Gua's inner monologue.

This Bing Shen (2016) was truly addicted to stealing.

Having just regained his freedom and escaped death, he's already committing crimes again so soon.

Still in Beijing, the capital of the Huaxia Administrative Region, it's really damn hard to get through this; life is getting more and more unpredictable.

Da Congming took another step back.

"Well... Oh dear! Look, we've been fooled too! That guy looks exactly like Bing Shen, how can we tell the real one from the fake one!"

The situation was urgent, and we caught one of the Bing Shen (丙申) and quickly handed him over to you.

Who knew there was a body double? Tell me, damn it, damn it all!

Do you think I believe that?

"No, I think my logic still holds true, even though it has a slight flaw..."

"Alright! I don't want to dwell on what happened last time. Anyway, the Cloud Mountain Illusionary Realm has disappeared, so even if we get what Bing Shen has, it's meaningless!"

A magical artifact is nothing to me.

"Where's the Dark Scales? Didn't you say you found them? Let me see them!"

Da Congming's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Covering her mouth and lowering her voice, she said, "Old thief, should I even show this to her? It's pointless. She's already learned her lesson; she'll definitely check it carefully. Our silicone mold can't be faked!"

Song Gua said, "Since we're already here..."

Big Clever took out the knock-off Dark Balance from his backpack and beckoned to Miss Butterfly.

"Come here."

"What am I supposed to do here? You just bring the stuff over."

"I... I've been having gout in my knees lately, and it's making it difficult for me to move around. Come and get it."

"You have knee gout and you still chose to meet here! Too much trouble!"

Miss Butterfly gave the burly man beside her a wink.

One of them, with a stern face, walked towards Da Congming.

This guy was over two meters tall, and his walk exuded a sense of oppression. Da Congming couldn't help but swallow hard.

The burly man took the Dark Scales and handed them to Miss Butterfly.

Miss Butterfly examined the hand carefully, her face showing surprise and delight.

"It's true!"

Da Congming stumbled and almost fell.

Is this woman out of her mind?

To Da Congming's further dismay, the other party quickly demanded a transfer of funds, as if afraid Da Congming would run away.

Da Congming said he would pay in cash.

Without hesitation, the other party took out several boxes of federal banknotes from their backpack.

Looking at the eight million in front of him, Da Congming felt like he was dreaming.

Before Da Congming could even check the quantity...

The two burly men beside Miss Butterfly, just like last time at the mental hospital, had rocket-propelled devices on their calves, allowing them to take off directly from the spot.

Miss Butterfly was carried away by one of them, and they left together.

"What's going on? Is the God of Wealth descending to earth?"

What was Song Gua thinking about?

"Check if it's counterfeit?"

Da Congming brought all the necessary tools and took out a money detector to check the counterfeit money.

"It's all true."

"That's strange... Could it be that our molds are so well made that they're indistinguishable from the real thing?"

"Who cares? With the God of Wealth showering us with money, why worry about anything else!"

midair.

"Commander, this thing is fake. Why did you pay for it?"

Miss Butterfly played with the molded balance scale in her hand.

"Look, the patterns on it are exactly the same as the real thing. This means that the bandits really found the Dark Balance Scales. They made this by casting a mold from the real thing."

"They've fooled you with a fake again."

"It doesn't matter, as long as the true Dark Balance appears."

"Should we continue to spread commissions, letting others search for the dark scales and incite a struggle?"

"No need. The bandits won't give me the real one. They've probably already discovered the power of the scales. Let them continue using it."

"By the way, withdraw all the previous commissions. The bandits love to cause trouble; the Dark Scales are best suited to be in their hands."

At this point, Miss Butterfly gave a meaningful smile.