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

The group discussed it together.

That makes sense, absolutely makes sense!

"Looking like that, it's definitely not human. Are bandits some kind of alien species?"

"This planet is really lively; there's even a fourth force!"

"The bandits have grown at a rapid pace in the past year or so. This fourth force is definitely making its moves, and we've obtained this crucial intelligence in advance!"

"Is it possible to cooperate with them and accomplish our great cause together?"

"We need to find a way to communicate with the real bandits; these mirror images of you won't work."

The Dark Artifacts group were also respectable people.

So the first thing Master Yan did after the mirror image appeared was to order them to put on clothes.

After watching them line up and obediently get dressed.

Master Yan smiled at Luo Tong and said, "If you want to cooperate with the bandits, you have to understand them."

Luo Tong smiled wryly, "These people are just as mysterious as we are. How can we possibly understand them?"

Master Yan shook the bronze mirror, which had returned to its normal size, and said, "I have a way."

Luo Tong was taken aback, then thought for a moment, "I almost forgot, you seem to be able to read the memories of the mirror image."

Master Yan rolled up his sleeves and pointed to one of the mirror images.

"You, come here!"

The mirror image obediently walked over.

"Let's start with this. Even if we're not core members of the bandits, we can still learn some information that the outside world doesn't know, right?"

Master Yan pointed the bronze mirror at the image of the bandit with the head of a pheasant.

"what?"

Yaoji let out a puzzled sound. He was clearly looking in the mirror, but there was no image of himself in the mirror.

Master Yan said.

"I forgot to tell you, never look in the mirror, or the secret that you are mirror images will be exposed."

The little chicken opened its "mouth".

"oh."

Master Yan began reading his memories.

After a while.

"Ah!! So many messages?! What have you all been doing???"

Master Yan immediately stopped what he was doing. He was covered in cold sweat and had a splitting headache.

"That's terrifying..."

"What's wrong? Is your device malfunctioning?"

"No, I feel that the life characteristics of this Mahjong Clan are different from other life forms. Their memories seem to be honeycomb-like; when I read about one person, countless memories appeared!"

"So what did you see?"

"It's too chaotic! Singing, dancing, parties, drinking, self-destructing in Werewolf games! It's all bizarre and chaotic, and since the mirror image's memories are incomplete to begin with, I can't make sense of any of this! It feels like I'm absorbing information from the Illusionary Divine Stele!"

Seeing Master Yan vomiting violently on the ground, Luo Tong looked at him with a disappointed expression.

"Forget it, forget it. You unreliable guy, I really had too high expectations of you."

We'll talk about collaborating with the Mahjong Clan later.

"Right now, have those mirror-image people replace the team member next to Wang Miao."

Xiao Chen has been mirrored.

However, the original body has not yet been replaced.

Because that was the Special Bureau, experts in dealing with the Dark Star forces, the difficulty of secretly switching things under Wang Miao's nose was unimaginable.

Master Yan held up the bronze mirror and gave orders to the three thousand bandits.

"You, return to Guard City No. 3 immediately, plunder its resources, and create chaos!"

The Special Affairs Bureau in the main city must have already detected our dark energy fluctuations, and they should be at Guard City No. 3 by now.

When you get mixed up with the people from the Special Affairs Bureau, you can arrest the real Xiao Chen and stuff the fake Xiao Chen inside!

Wow, my strategy is simply amazing!

Luo Tong tasted it.

"This plan isn't bad, but are you going to send out all three thousand bandits?"

Master Yan said confidently.

"Of course not. A thousand men are enough to pull off the switcheroo. If I send them all out and something goes wrong, wouldn't I lose everything? Do you think I'm that kind of brainless villain?"

As he spoke, Master Yan enlarged the bronze mirror again and ordered the two thousand mirror-image bandits to return to the mirror.

Unexpectedly, just as one of them entered, the other bandits suddenly collapsed and began to convulse.

"Ugh...ugh...ugh...ugh..."

They were convulsing violently, it seemed quite serious.

Luo Tong was puzzled.

"What do you mean?"

Master Yan scratched his face with his whisk.

"I don't know..."

The black, fluid body of the cross twisted into a pair of eyes, stared at the convulsing bandits, and said something that seemed to understand but not quite.

"Could it be because, as you said, they have a honeycomb mentality—not only are their minds honeycomb-like, but their bodies are honeycomb-like too?"

Master Yan also did some barbecuing.

"Does this mean that these three thousand people must stay in one world to function normally, and problems arise once they cross boundaries?"

Luo Tong discovered the key point.

"But when they came out of the bronze mirror, they didn't come out together, did they?"

Master Yan's brows furrowed into a tight knot.

"I'm confused too..."

Seeing that the bandits he had successfully mirrored by providing a large amount of his original soul power were about to be beaten to a pulp.

The cross was in a hurry.

"Alright! Stop staring! If you keep looking at your handiwork, it'll all be gone! Just release that one, send a thousand men to exchange for it, and have the other two thousand hide, isn't that enough?"

Master Yan smacked his forehead with his whisk.

"Yes! You're so clever, Cross! Your wisdom is simply amazing!"

Master Yan quickly released the bandit he had just encountered.

Sure enough, all the bandits returned to normal, standing up one by one, motionless, their eyes lifeless—their fleshy mahjong faces still vaguely showed facial features, but were extremely distorted and abstract.

The four hosts of the Dark Artifacts exchanged glances.

"Bandits are definitely not human; they even have this kind of characteristic."

"No wonder they always appear in groups."

"Let's do as the cross says. Bronze Mirror, hurry up and direct them to start work. If we delay any longer, Wang Miao and his gang will go back to the main city."

Master Yan ordered a thousand mirror-image bandits to return to the Third Guard City at top speed.

He then ordered another two thousand men to surround him, ostensibly to protect him.

They even arranged for several mirror-image bandits to carry him and use him as a human sedan chair.

"It's so nice to have such a group of obedient and capable servants at my beck and call. Would you three like to ride in a sedan chair?"

The other three didn't have his leisure and refined taste.

"You keep a close eye on these two thousand people. The three of us will go take a closer look and see if the personnel change goes smoothly."

Master Yan waved his hand.

"Go ahead, go ahead!"

Luo Tong took out the Dark Compass, and black mist billowed beneath his feet, with eerie lightning flashing within it.

Just as he was preparing to teleport with the golden seal and the cross, he seemed to remember something.

"Won't you get into trouble staying here alone?"

Master Yan shrugged.

"What could possibly happen to me? I have two thousand bodyguards, and they will absolutely obey my orders."

Luo Tong felt that something was wrong.

After thinking about it, I took the other two and teleported to the vicinity of Guard City No. 3.

Master Yan lay comfortably on top of the bandits.

"Oh dear, since my resurrection, I've been either busy collecting beast cores or keeping this host company in his boring seclusion. This trip finally gave me a chance to show off, it was truly exciting..."

He didn't see that the masked bandits carrying him were slowly raising the corners of their mouths in a smile...