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

Just as the bandits were running, jumping, and hanging upside down in the warehouse, a cell phone rang, bringing everything to an abrupt halt.

A very clever mobile phone.

"It's an unknown number calling."

Song Gua took a look.

"They're probably not strangers."

As usual, Song Gua sent him to the countryside to answer the phone.

The call connected, and a familiar voice came from the other end.

"it's me."

"Miss Butterfly, is this call secure?"

"It's safe for now. Come find me at Linghu Waterfall, the level 60 leveling area. I have something to tell you."

It's probably about the final payment.

The promised reward from the godfather for finding the pocket watch hasn't been paid yet; I don't know what went wrong.

Subsequently, the Song hexagram went (x), and the Song hexagram's clone went (√).

Song Gua stayed at headquarters to organize the third bandit award ceremony.

Linghu Waterfall.

A waterfall hanging high on the mountain cliff plunges with tremendous force into the lake below, splashing up countless droplets and creating a deafening roar.

Miss Butterfly is equipped with a set of mechanized devices, with indicator lights flashing on them. She can be seen floating in mid-air from a great distance.

The clone, wearing a dice-shaped headgear, read the original's memories and began to imitate the original's usual speech and behavior.

"Your wings are folded up, yet you can still hover in the air. Are you celestial beings cultivators?"

Upon hearing Song Gua's voice, Miss Butterfly turned her head to look.

She still wears a butterfly-shaped mask on her face, but when she wears armor, she wears a metal mask instead.

"The wings are for changing direction, accelerating, and maintaining balance; the power for suspension comes from an anti-gravity device."

Song Gua gave a thumbs up.

"Wow... why did you call me here? To pay the balance?"

Miss Butterfly nodded.

"However, it will take some time. My hidden account was discovered by the federal government, and the money has been frozen."

"Didn't you pay in cash last time?"

"It's so inconvenient to carry around 200 million yuan in cash, so naturally I have to deposit it."

"Okay, I believe you will pay."

"Also, I'll be leaving for a while. If you encounter any problems, solve them yourself and don't think about contacting me."

"We bandits have always been self-sufficient."

"You should all keep a low profile from now on, and it would be best if you all returned to your own lives and stopped acting as bandits for the time being."

The bandits all wore hoods, and Miss Butterfly thought they were similar to the Night Owl Thieves.

Wearing a hood, they are bandits; taking off the hood, they still have their own social identity.

"We foiled the Zhao family's conspiracy and saved so many people, why should we keep a low profile? Do we bandits look like the kind of people who do good deeds anonymously?"

"That's not the point. You guys broadcasted the mutant beasts live worldwide. Do you know how much trouble you've caused?"

"This was an accident. We only intended to livestream the attack on the Zhao family... By the way, that anti-ban account you gave us earned a lot of money from tips, when are you going to return it to us?"

Miss Butterfly: "..."

Miss Butterfly rubbed her forehead. "Don't even think about it. Those were illegal accounts. The money was already confiscated by the live streaming platform."

"Damn it! Those evil capitalists!"

Miss Butterfly sighed softly and shook her head. "What time is it? You're still concerned about this?"

"Haha, a day is a day, whether you're happy or not, so why not have some fun?"

"The matter of the live broadcast about the Aberrant Beast has alarmed the Federal Parliament. They are holding a meeting to discuss how to deal with the bandits and how to explain the existence of the Aberrant Beast to the public. So before the results are in, you'd better reduce your activities, lest they take action against you unexpectedly."

"Try your best."

Miss Butterfly: "..."

Miss Butterfly rubbed her forehead again, feeling a bit of a headache.

"Alright, I have to go. That idiot Leon openly went to war with the Jiangnan City government on Heart Lake, which has made me a target for him now, so I can't stay on the surface any longer."

"Wait, there's something else I want to ask you."

"Speak."

"Here's the thing, I have a friend who wants to know what exactly the Dark Artifacts are, like their origins. I feel like you celestial beings know quite a bit about the Dark Star."

Actually, Song Gua had asked Miss Butterfly this question before.

However, the two did not collaborate much at the time, and Miss Butterfly was unwilling to say more, telling him to go to the Special Affairs Bureau to investigate.

This time, Miss Butterfly was willing to speak.

"There are 300 billion stars in the Milky Way galaxy, and at least 50 billion planets, of which 500 million are located in the habitable zone, just like Earth."

"What does this have to do with the Dark Relics?"

"Unleash your imagination! The universe has existed for 130 billion years, and there are countless galaxies like the Milky Way. Guess how many lives and civilizations have emerged from it?"

"a lot of?"

"Dark Star is one of them, but it is special. Dark Star is a wandering planet that does not belong to any star."

"Can life really come from this?"

"It is a special kind of life form that does not exist in a material form. The seven Dark Artifacts were created by the Dark Star life form to carry the power of the rules."

The spirit contained within each sacred artifact is the ruler of a different region on the Dark Star; you can think of it as the king of one of the nations on the Dark Star.

Song Gua sighed inwardly, "The universe is truly amazing."

Why would the Dark Star invade Earth?

"Intrusion? Not really."

"Sending mutated beasts, beast kings, and dark artifacts here—isn't that an invasion?"

"We don't yet understand their ultimate goal, but it shouldn't be invasion. Earth's environment is simply unsuitable for their people to live in. What would they want Earth for?"

"Hmm...that actually makes a lot of sense."

Miss Butterfly began to take off, her wings gradually opening, emitting soft transmission sounds.

"I really have to go. If I stay any longer, they'll be able to pinpoint my location."

"Oh, I still have so many questions to ask."

"I'll be back next time!"

"Alright, fly slowly, Grey Butterfly."

Song Gua had asked Dark Libra some questions, but he either said he didn't remember or that his memory was hazy.

Perhaps he didn't want to say, but in any case, he didn't get a clear answer.

On the contrary, Miss Butterfly seems to know more about the Dark Artifacts than the Dark Artifacts themselves.

"Let's go, we're heading back to the awards ceremony."

At the bandit headquarters, the music was blasting at full volume, and they partied until dawn.

At the third awards ceremony, the Jiangnan City Internet Addiction Squad won third place.

Although they messed up the first half of the mission, they ensured the live broadcast in the second half and even got the citizens of Jiangnan City singing the Song of the Dao of Forgetfulness, making the name of the bandits even more famous. Naturally, their contribution was not small.

The runner-up was Jiuwan. Although he appeared less often, he used the scales twice to assist the main body in first defeating the Beast King and then capturing the pocket watch, which deserves praise.

When the champion was awarded the prize, Song Gua stood up himself.

The clones immediately started spitting as they spoke.

"Holy crap! That's shameless!"

"Have some decency, you old scoundrel!"

"I have never seen such a shameless person!"

"Holding an awards ceremony to present an award to oneself—is that something a human being would do?"

"Just say you don't want to give the champion a prize! Am I pretty?"

"Capitalists would all exclaim upon seeing you: 'Brother, you're something else!'"

"Someone go and hang him on the streetlight!"

"On the issue of criticizing the old scoundrel, we were mainly divided into radicals and conservatives. The radicals criticized him for an hour, while the conservatives felt that the radicals' criticism was too conservative."