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

The three members of the "Great Three Scholars" group each displayed their unique abilities, soaring into the air and flying in three different directions.

Wang Miao raised his hand, and a chill emanated from it; he seemed to have a way to catch them.

But at that moment, the crowd suddenly became chaotic.

"Oh dear! Time to go home!"

"That's all the excitement!"

Hey! Why did you bump into me?!

"Who bumped into you!"

"What are you looking at!"

"What are you looking at!"

"Hey! Stop fighting!"

The chaotic crowd pushed and shoved around Wang Miao, preventing him from successfully activating his skill.

This delay allowed all three of them to fly far away.

Wang Miao could only shake his hand in frustration.

"Get out of my way!"

"Click, click..."

Centered on Wang Miao, everything around him was frozen in a layer of frost.

The crowd was shivering from the cold and quickly moved away from him.

Wang Miao stepped onto the ice and glided away.

With a casual wave of his hand, the ice surface stretched out in front of him, allowing him to glide indefinitely.

"I am Wang Miao. I just detected three sets of abnormal vital signs near the slums in the old town of Yunshan City. I request an investigation!"

……

"It's almost dawn. I've been chatting with you for so long without realizing it. I have to go now; I have official business to attend to."

Song Gua and Yue Sheng chatted for quite a while.

Having grown up in the same neighborhood, the changes in the surrounding area and what it used to be like provide plenty of topics for conversation.

Song Gua watched Yue Sheng leave the residential area, his brows gradually furrowing.

"What exactly is this guy's purpose in approaching me?"

After chatting for so long, Song Gua tried to get information out of Yue Sheng many times, but Yue Sheng remained tight-lipped and didn't reveal any of his intentions.

"Could it be that he really is a senior mentoring newcomers?"

Think no more.

Spending a few hours chatting with someone can earn you a legendary treasure – what a steal!

Song Gua returned home and was just about to go to sleep when a fire suddenly appeared outside the window.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Fire Brother flew in first, and the flames he spewed from his hands ignited the curtains.

"Damn it! Next time, don't fly in through the window, take the elevator!"

Song Gua summoned a clone whose profession was a water elemental mage.

"Put out the fire!"

The clone raised both hands.

"Great Wave Technique!"

"boom!!"

A huge wave appeared out of nowhere and turned Song Gua's house into a fish tank.

The neighbor on the sixth floor was awakened by the sound of rushing water outside. Pulling back the curtains, he mumbled sleepily, "It's raining so hard..."

After half an hour.

Flower beds in the residential area.

Song Gua, soaking wet, wrung out a puddle of water from his clothes.

The water elemental mage, kneeling on the ground, gave an awkward laugh. "I was wrong, boss."

Song Gua forced a smile.

"In ancient times, cannons were used to kill mosquitoes; now, big waves are used to extinguish small fires. You can do it."

"It's what I should do."

"You're no longer a key player; your upgrade priority should be moved to last place."

"..."

Song Gua put away the clone and turned to look at his three capable subordinates.

"A good night's harvest! I'm almost level 12."

Blood Brother said, "But we ran into people from the Special Affairs Bureau at the end, and it seemed like they wanted to arrest us."

"Were you not followed when you came back?"

"We drove around the area many times, and even went into a house in the next community to make sure no one was chasing us before we came back."

"Special Affairs Bureau, Special Phenomena and Abnormal Life Investigation Bureau, I remember they shouldn't be involved in the affairs of professionals. Even if the authorities want to arrest you, it should be the law enforcement department of the Professional Association."

"Who knows? Will we continue punishing the wicked and promoting the good tomorrow night? The old town is in complete chaos, with many low-ranking but utterly wicked thugs and hooligans who perfectly suit our needs."

"Tomorrow night? What are you waiting for tomorrow night? Let's go now."

"The bad guys who come out at night are the ones we can deal with right now. The bad guys who dare to come out during the day are all celebrities."

Huozi, kneeling on the ground as punishment, and Hou, eating a banana he'd somehow managed to steal, nodded repeatedly.

"That makes sense. Let's be cautious and wait until tonight to take action. We can rest during the day."

Suddenly, Song Gua had another flash of inspiration.

"Why don't you draw experience from the other clones?"

Blood Brother was stunned by Song Gua's idea.

"Is it that cruel?"

If the number of clones keeps increasing like this, eventually there will be too many to use and too many to train.

Since the new clones created each day are at the same level as you, why not take advantage of them and use them to level up?

Song Gua immediately pulled out a low-level cannon fodder group clone and let Blood Brother try it out.

The result was that the clone's level did drop, but Blood Brother didn't gain any experience, and Song Gua naturally didn't receive any feedback either.

"No, it's because my clone is essentially the same person as me. Can't I step on my own foot and spiral upwards?"

It's also possible that even the "Cleric" system doesn't understand what's going on, and the system is reporting an error.

If it doesn't work, it doesn't work. Song Gua is quite open-minded. Anyway, the existence of Brother Xuezi is already an extra channel for gaining experience.

……

in the afternoon.

Song Gua, who had slept all morning, went to school.

Students majoring in combat or logistics no longer need to attend classes.

Just focus on leveling up.

But Song Gua had nothing to do at home.

I'm so bored.

Going to school to admire the beautiful and youthful female classmates is usually a wonderful thing.

Upon entering the campus, Song Gua immediately understood what it felt like to be a celebrity.

Students from all grades and classes crowded into the hallway, looking up and down three floors at Song Gua from Class 5 of Senior Three.

It's like visiting a giant panda.

"This is Song Gua, who soloed two level 5 hellish dungeons and broke records? A god is right beside me!"

"This deity was in jail before!"

"Holy crap, is he some kind of gangster?"

"Level 11! That's awesome! Our class's so-called best monster-killing mage is only level 6!"

"I told you long ago, a genius who grows into a 2.0 version of himself is no ordinary fish in a pond! Look, he's made a name for himself!"

"Hindsight is 20/20! Just two days ago you posted a thread on the campus forum called 'The Tragedy of Song,' saying that he had such high potential, but his career was ruined, comparable to the tragic story of Zhong Yong."

"There's a saying that goes, 'There are no useless professions, only useless people.' Song Gua is one of those masters who turned a useless profession into a top-tier one!"

"He's so handsome... He's so charming when he's reading, oh my god, I'm smitten!"

"Get away, you bitch! The divination is mine!"

Song Gua, who was in the classroom, was looking at the adult comics that Yuwen Hao had just presented to him.

"This anime isn't ecchi enough."

Yuwen Hao said meaningfully.

"These days, everything is about having a storyline."

"The plot isn't very good either, I'd rather have something with more explicit content."

"Alright, alright, then I'll have to bring out my treasured 'Dark Bible'."

Thirty percent of the people have awakened to combat and logistics professions.

So there are far fewer people in the school now.

There are empty seats in every class.

"Why aren't you leveling up? It's only been three days, and you're only level 5. You shouldn't be fatigued yet."

"No, I get tired of gaining experience all the time anyway, so I might as well take a break. Leveling up is really tiring. If only there was an item that could make me reach max level instantly."

You want to eat shit?

At this moment, the homeroom teacher pushed through the crowded doorway and struggled into the classroom.

"Song Gua, go to the principal's office. The principal wants to see you."

Song Gua continued flipping through the book without even looking up.

"The principal needs to see me; he should be the one to come see me. Why am I the one going to see him?"

"Well……"

The homeroom teacher was speechless for a moment.

"Let's give the principal some face."

Song Gua smiled.

"That's not right. He needs my help and expects me to give him face. Shouldn't he be the one giving me face? He wants both face and substance. Is this what the adult world is like? It's terrifying."

Song Gua knew perfectly well why the principal wanted to see him.

He had already made up his mind and was ready to extort a large sum of money from them.