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

After Ghost Bro synchronized with Fog Bro's memories, he laughed smugly and showed off on the local area network.

"See that? Aren't I awesome? This is my mirror image; it basically represents my charm!"

The south wind was not to be outdone.

"We've got more screen time now! That's my mirror image! It perfectly represents my value!"

Song Gua gave each of them a kick.

"What are you all comparing yourselves to? Go do what you're supposed to be doing! Are you not getting enough work?"

The two slunk away.

It came back in a few seconds.

"I need to go to Yunshan City to clear the restricted area, can you help me out?"

"I need to grind reputation in Glory City, can you help me?"

Song Gua rested his hand on his forehead.

"Sigh, could the next clone ability be to simultaneously grant my location-swapping ability to all clones...?"

The clones are assigned different tasks each time, and sometimes they even have to take turns on duty in the same place.

This leads to the Song hexagram often having to act as a medium, sending them here and there.

It was one thing when there were only a few clones, but now that there are three thousand clones, this teleportation is a bit too frequent.

"If I can't give my clone the abilities of my original self, then stealing the Dark Compass wouldn't be bad either..."

I learned a lot about the abilities of the Dark Artifacts from the woman, including the Dark Compass that allows for free teleportation.

Song Gua was very interested in it.

In City Three, Wang Miao was still blocking Mirror Ghost Brother and his group.

Wang Miao wouldn't be foolish enough to die alone. Yue Sheng wasn't here; he had already called for law enforcement forces from the main city to come over.

However, before reinforcements arrive, Wang Miao, Yue Sheng, and the dozen or so investigation teams present will likely have to go through a tough battle.

Seeing Yue Sheng leave the stage, Mirror Ghost Brother pondered for a moment.

"This Yue Sheng seems pretty powerful. I remember him killing a wild boss with a single shot."

The south wind nodded.

"If we can't defeat them, let's run."

"If he kills one of his brothers, he can wipe out his entire family. It seems like he has no family."

"Brother, that's not the point."

"We don't even know where his ancestral graves are."

"Brother, that's even less true..."

Wang Miao snorted coldly, waved his hand, and his magic wand danced with sword-like movements.

"Bang bang bang!"

One after another, ice walls descended from the sky and crashed onto the main road leading out of the city.

"I've sealed off all the exits from the city with ice walls; you can't go anywhere!"

Mirror Ghost came to the ice wall and touched it with his hand.

"Wow, this ice wall you made is so exquisite! It's so smooth it reflects your image!"

Wang Miao said calmly.

"Stop joking around. Cooperate with my examination to confirm if your vital signs are human. If you are human, I will not..."

"Mirror Ghost Bro said arrogantly."

"What's there to check? We're not human."

"So it really is a mirror image person?"

"Yes! What else? What else do you want to know? We can tell you anything!"

Wang Miao was starting to lose track of the Mirror Bandit's train of thought.

What exactly is the background of these people?

"What did the Dark Relics send you here for?"

"Look at you, asking a question you already know the answer to. Didn't I just say to send Xiao Chen to be your undercover agent?"

"Are all those people in Glory City who turned into dried corpses like Xiao Chen, where the original body died and a mirror image lived in their place?"

"Then we don't know. If you want to ask, you should ask about things that happened after we were born. What the Dark Artifacts did before we were born is none of our business."

Wang Miao pondered.

If my speculation is correct, which people in Glory City are real, and which are mirror images?

If these mirror images were located in the central defense area, wouldn't it be a disaster if the abyss invaded?

Could this be what the Dark Relics have been plotting since last year?!

Wang Miao felt as if he was unraveling the layers of mystery.

It seems that a major purge must be launched in Glory City.

The Special Affairs Bureau is back to playing that annoying role.

While Wang Miao was thinking, someone from the Special Bureau's investigation team stood up and asked a question.

"Since you are mirror images, who were your original selves? Were you really bandits?"

"Of course they're bandits."

"Take off your hoods and let's see who these bandits really are!"

Upon hearing this, Yue Sheng felt a chill run down his spine. He was about to change the subject when he saw Mirror Ghost place his hand on the hood.

"Are you sure you want to see who this mirror image of me, the original bandit, actually is?"

Everyone present, except Yue Sheng, was intrigued.

The more active and famous the bandits are in the world, the more people want to know who they really are.

Yue Sheng stood next to Wang Miao, his hand already gripping his weapon, ready to interrupt at any moment.

"Wang Miao, your bandit identity isn't important. I'll lead the charge and capture some of these mirror-image people first!"

Wang Miao said in a low voice.

"Captain, our reinforcements will take a while to arrive. Why don't we stall them and buy some time?"

"Although you possess exceptional combat skills, these guys are mirror-image bandits. I'm afraid they, like the bandits, have a penchant for self-destruction. Even you, shouldn't you be cautious when faced with self-destruction?"

Yue Sheng hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

He glanced at the group of mirror-image bandits, his eyes gleaming, and his feet seemed to be about to step forward, but he ultimately pulled back.

Mirror Ghost spoke again.

"Actually, you are all familiar with this person."

"Oh? I'd like to hear more about it?"

"He was a handsome and dashing young man, a promising young talent, a contemporary hero who captivated countless young women! His name is known to all! His deeds are sung by everyone! He is..."

The Mirror Ghost slowly lifted his hand upwards, and the hood gradually disappeared from his head.

Everyone in the Special Affairs Bureau craned their necks, eagerly awaiting the answer.

Yue Sheng's tiger-like eyes widened, and he steeled himself, ready to make a move.

Brother Wu peered out from the gate tower, struggling to suppress his laughter; he could already picture what was about to happen.

"It's mahjong!!"

Mirror Ghost suddenly ripped off his hood, revealing a hideous and terrifying face of flesh and blood, laughing wildly as he appeared before everyone.

Everyone was so frightened that they took a step back.

"Holy crap! What is this thing??"

"This is so creepy!"

"Are bandits really playing mahjong???"

"If bandits aren't even human, then everything makes sense!"

"Why do they always wear hoods? Why can they easily fight opponents far stronger than themselves? Why are their numbers increasing? Why are they leveling up so quickly? It all makes sense now!"

"No wonder the earliest bandits had abnormal vital signs; they really weren't human!"

"This is a tremendous discovery!"

Yue Sheng was utterly shocked when he saw the bloody mahjong face.

His skills were already on the line, but he forcibly held them back.

"How could this happen..."

Are bandits really not human?

Seeing everyone's astonished expressions, Mirror Ghost Brother laughed so hard he clutched his stomach and lay on the ground.

"Hahaha...hahaha...they believed it! They believed it! Oh my! Humans are so funny!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Ps:

I have some family matters to attend to, so I will try my best to update three times a day for the next two or three days. However, I may postpone updates or take a break.