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

Da Congming was very curious.

"What brilliant plan?"

Song Gua narrowed his eyes slightly, a half-smile playing on his lips.

"Flip the table!"

"Flipping the table again? What exactly are you going to do?"

Song Gua rolled his eyes at him.

"You retrieve your own memories; why do I need to tell you? You're just too lazy."

Da Congming's lips twitched, thinking to himself: Do you have the right to say that?

Just do it.

Song Gua summoned five clones, including Xue Zi Ge, and gave them instructions.

"Later I will take you to Jiangnan City. You will be responsible for setting up a stage in the most bustling and crowded place in Jiangnan City."

Requirements: The stage doesn't have to be big, but it must have a large screen, its own generator, the ability to project live streams onto mobile phones, and bright, loud enough for everyone in the audience to hear!

"Brother Xuezi, you're in charge of this mission."

Having learned his lesson from Da Congming, Blood Brother didn't ask any questions but directly retrieved his memories. After learning about Song Gua's plan, Blood Brother gasped in shock.

"This is a bit of a 'flip'! Will we be able to finish your PowerPoint presentation smoothly?"

Song Guadao.

"The officials aren't gods, and there's no way there could be a teleportation array in a bustling city street. It will take them time to get the news and time for them to get here. That's enough."

Blood Brother gave a thumbs up.

"Don't worry, I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"

After putting away this batch of clones, Song Gua summoned five more clones, including Monkey King.

"Monkey Bro, your group has two things to do. First, go find Wang Miao tonight..."

Upon hearing this, Monkey King's PTSD kicked in.

"You want me to go see Wang Miao again? No way, I hate seeing him!"

"The new clones that have recently arrived all started at the second job advancement, and they're all S-rank classes. Shouldn't the title of 'Get Rich' be given to someone else...?"

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"I love dealing with that little rascal Wang Miao; I feel restless if I don't see him for a day!"

"Tell him that a mutant beast will appear near the Yunshan City Life Science Research Institute tomorrow. For the safety of the general public, please make sure he takes people to guard the area."

"Excellent, perfectly fitting our bandit's persona of 'friendly neighbors of the citizens of Yunshan City'."

"After this is done, tomorrow I'll assign you ten more people. You need to prepare some professional mobile live streaming equipment, coordinate with Brother Xuezi, and broadcast live what's about to happen at the research institute."

Monkey King gave Song Gua a thumbs up.

"Don't worry, I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"

Song Gua wouldn't take this group. Monkey Brother led them, dressed in bandit outfits, and went to find Wang Miao.

Immediately afterwards, Song Gua created another clone, codenamed Dongfeng, known as Pao Ge.

Pao Ge was taken aback. "Do I have a mission too?"

Song Gua nodded, "You are very important."

Pao Ge puffed out his chest and straightened his back, declaring, "My time to shine has finally come!"

"Go to the vicinity of the research institute now, find a high ground with a good view within your skill range, and use it as your firing position."

I'll give you fifty brothers to clear the area around the position overnight, making sure there are no ambushes, sentries, surveillance, or patrols.

Tomorrow, these fifty brothers will stand guard around the position and protect it.

Pao Ge gave a thumbs up.

"Don't worry, I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"

Brother Pao led his men out.

Song Gua looked at his thumb.

"Everyone's giving us a thumbs up, are we the Super Victory Team?"

Da Congming brought over a cup of tea, smiling broadly, and said, "Boss, looks like this is a big operation. Do I have a mission?"

Song Gua glanced at Da Congming, whose scarred face and smile were truly frightening.

"have."

"Oh? What is it? I've already searched my memories, it seems you didn't arrange anything for me."

"I just thought of that."

"That must be very urgent."

"Go find Ouyang Dongsheng and have him give you plastic surgery."

Da Congming: "..."

……

E-Net Love Internet Cafe, Jiangnan City.

"Fuck! Go for it! I've already unleashed my full power! What do you mean I'm not waiting for you? You're the ones who can't keep up with me! You son of a bitch! Who are you calling an orphan! You son without an anus, you bastard!"

Let's call this bandit who's passionately hurling insults at us in the canyon "Internet Addict Bro".

The internet addict is currently experiencing experience fatigue, so he takes turns acting as a teleportation anchor.

He was in charge of Wangjiang District, one of the ten districts in Jiangnan City.

Wangjiang District is located in the most prosperous city center of Jiangnan City.

The internet addict isn't interested in expensive activities; he just loves playing games.

Wearing a headgear while gaming affects the headphone quality—mainly when you're verbally abusing someone, it seems like the other person can't hear you clearly.

So he doesn't wear a hood.

He shaved his head, made several cuts on his head and face, and got a half-face tattoo. Coupled with his daily taunting attitude, he looked like a gangster boss, not at all like Song Gua.

Just as the internet addict's "Zuan gene" was erupting, Song Gua asked him to go to the toilet, and Song Gua wanted to switch places with him.

"Wait! Let me verbally abuse this idiot first!"

Did you encounter a terrible teammate while playing games?

"Quite wise!"

"Burst! Burst him to death! Give the brothers a good scolding, we hate trash teammates the most!"

Ten minutes later.

The internet addict surrendered and went to the toilet.

As soon as the internet addict entered the restroom, the two boys who originally wanted to go in were too scared to go in.

His appearance was already frightening, and the way he was cursing just now was so loud that the whole internet cafe could hear it. He was really too intimidating, and I didn't dare to share a bathroom with him.

A few seconds later.

The internet addict has been found.

Behind him, five more people dressed as bandits walked out one after another.

White board, one thousand, four of bamboo, eight thousand, nine of bamboo.

The two boys waiting at the door exclaimed in surprise, "Bandits?! Are they bandits?"

The four girls, all shy and hesitant, said, "We didn't expect to have fans here! Want an autograph?" (wink + blowing a kiss)

The two boys were startled again, "Uh..."

Yiwan yelled, "What are you shouting for! Did those bandits eat your rice? You've never seen anything like it! Get lost!"

The two boys whispered to each other.

"One is gay, the other is rude; they're definitely not bandits."

"Yes, I heard that the bandits were great heroes who saved Yunshan City, these guys must be cosplayers."

"What are they all doing huddled in the toilet?"

"There are gay men in there, don't you think?"

"babble--"

When the bandits appeared, the teenagers in the internet cafe all looked over.

At their age, they are at the point where they admire "heroes" like bandits.

Because of the lack of manners of the 10,000, no one dared to get too close—there were no combat professionals here, and most of those who had time to go online were life skills professionals or teenagers who hadn't changed jobs yet.

The internet addict returned to his seat and continued to lose points in ranked matches.

Blood Brother asked, "What are you doing? Let's work together."

While typing "I want Yasuo, or I'll feed" in the team chat, the internet addict said, "No rush, no rush, I'll finish this game first."

Blood Brother thought for a moment and said, "We have a whole night to prepare, so there's no rush."

Ten minutes later.

The internet addict looked utterly hopeless.

Behind him stood five bandits, each wearing a mahjong-shaped hood. The smells of smoke, sweat, and perfume were one thing, but the worst part was that they were all constantly muttering to themselves.

Each one is a fountain commander.