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

Song Gua woke up one of his clones and had Jiu Wan use the scales to melt a mahjong tile head for him, and then had him put a hood on it.

Finally, they retracted all their clones and left through the secret passage of the civil defense project.

"Number 250 of the Eight of Bamboo! You must chat with Wan Jianyi for a while so I can retreat further away! My brothers and I are with you! If you successfully complete the mission, you will definitely be promoted to a main force!"

Number 250 of the Eight of Bamboo touched his square head.

"You old thief, you should wear a hood; a pancake suits you perfectly."

Ba Tong slowly walked to the large iron door to the basement, and slowly opened it. Sure enough, he saw Wan Jianyi standing outside, wearing a sharp suit and sunglasses.

Ba Tong feigned surprise and took a step back.

"Wow! Wan Jianyi?! I didn't expect you to find me hiding here, waaaaaah—this is wonderful!!"

Wan Jian watched him perform the opera with a blank expression.

"Are you going to talk to me here? If other people see you, they might arrest you for the bounty."

"Oh, we also have a bounty? How much is it per person?"

Wan Jianyi strode in, and Ba Tong couldn't stop him even if he wanted to. He wanted to self-destruct, but that wouldn't be appropriate either, since his mission was to delay Wan Jianyi. What good would this explosion do?

He had no choice but to follow behind Wan Jianyi, baring his teeth and brandishing his claws.

Wan Jianyi arrived at the first floor, where the bandits had just held an awards ceremony.

The mess was still unresolved, with packaging from various snacks, drinks, and bottles, scraps of paper from the cannon fire, and tissues scattered all over the floor.

Wan Jian glanced at it, seemingly unconcerned, and turned to Ba Tong, who was still baring its teeth and gesturing wildly.

"I know you have a mysterious teleportation ability that allows you to move on a large scale. You must have all run away when you saw me coming, right?"

He pretended to be stupid.

"What are you saying? I don't understand at all."

Wan Jianyi continued, his expression somewhat serious.

"Can you represent your senior management?"

Eight of Bamboo becomes serious in a second.

"Of course, I heard you came here seeking our help, right? Is there anything we can do for Chief Wan?"

"I want to be relegated."

Eight of Bamboo: "?"

Having just crawled out of the secret passage and arrived at Songgua in a remote area of ​​Jiangnan City, he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

"What the hell??"

Is Wan Jianyi going to be demoted?

What kind of show is this?

Everyone likes to level up, so why does he want to be demoted?

"Two hundred and fifty-eight of bamboo, let's see what level he is?"

Do the same for the eight of bamboo.

Song Gua, through synchronized memory, learned that Wan Jianyi was level 90.

"He was always at 89 before, and he finally got promoted to 90. Why is he being demoted? 258 of bamboo, ask him clearly."

The Eight Bamboo hexagram imitates the style of the Song hexagram, raising its chin.

"Xiao Wan, why did you get demoted?"

Wan Jianyi said in a deep voice.

"You don't need to worry about that. I know you have a member who always appears at night wearing a bodysuit and takes down those thugs, gangsters and the like to zero."

I checked, and this is the only profession that has appeared only twice in history: the first job advancement is Vampire Duke.

"His talent lies in demoting professionals; I believe he can demote me as well."

Wan Jianyi didn't want to explain why he was demoted, but he seemed very determined to drop a rank.

Song Gua and "himself" from Shangjing City switched places and arrived at the playground of Zhenhua University.

He sat down directly on the grass, resting his chin on his hand.

"Has Wan Jianyi lost his mind? Why is he offering to lose a level? This doesn't make sense... Something's definitely fishy, ​​we can't agree to his offer."

The Eight Bamboo symbolized the meaning of the Song hexagram, and after a long and rambling explanation, Wan Jianyi politely declined.

A myriad of swords in one path.

"You are now wanted globally, and the coalition forces are also returning to the surface in large numbers. They are either commanded by Zhang Erhe or they are giving Zhang Erhe some face."

Zhang Erhe is determined to exterminate you, so you will be easily captured once you show your face.

I can guess your plans: to exploit resources in less administratively governed regions, such as Africa and North America, right?

But what about Glory City? Should we go to Glory City in other administrative districts as well?

Do you think Zhang Erhe wouldn't have thought of this? Now every Glory City has been thoroughly ensnared, just waiting for you to appear and exchange for reputation rewards.

"We've earned so much reputation during this Abyss invasion, are you really willing to give it up?"

Batong swallowed hard.

"Then, what should we do? Can you help us buy it?"

"Is there anyone in this world that you bandits can trust?"

"no."

"I know a place where the Allied forces won't set up defenses, nor can they, but it still offers a reputation shop function."

Please downgrade my account; I'll give you the address.

Furthermore, I can now provide you with crucial information that will be very meaningful to you. In exchange for your trust, I will get you to help me demote him. There is absolutely no conspiracy involved.

"Tell me, what kind of intelligence is it?"

"The Blue Star Federation Tribunal Michelle has returned. One of his divine transformation talents is 'Mind Clarity,' which allows him to see through all illusions and pretenses. No matter what kind of secret treasures, talents, skills, physical disguises you use, or even if you have undergone plastic surgery, he can still see your original appearance."

I know you bandits have been avoiding showing your true faces, and you must be very reluctant to encounter this Judge Michel.

Song Gua gasped.

He actually has such talent!

Even after plastic surgery, you can still tell her original appearance!

If a mahjong tile is fused with the Dark Balance and transformed into a mahjong tile face, can it still be seen through?

That might work too.

This is a divine talent, probably at the conceptual level!

Wan Jianyi was tipping off the bandits!

This is treason on his part!

Song Gua was shocked.

He is the Chief Investigator of the Special Bureau. Although his rank is lower than that of the Director of the Special Bureau, they are basically equal in status.

"Wan Jianyi actually betrayed the official team just to be demoted. Does he hate level 90 that much?"

Song Gua thought it was worth a try.

However, doing so would put Blood Brother in danger.

What if everything that just happened was a treacherous trick by Wan Jianyi to lure and capture the bandit leader?

Song Gua switched places again, went to the wilderness, and called out Xue Zi Ge.

He was completely drunk at the party and is now fast asleep.

Song Gua could only fetch a basin of water and splash it on his face to help him sober up.

After explaining the situation, Brother Xue patted his chest and said.

"no problem!"

"It's dangerous. Wan Jianyi is level 90. I don't know if he has undergone Divine Transformation. If a priest attacks you at close range, I'm afraid it won't be enough time to save you."

"Fortune favors the bold, you old thief! Just think about it, he's level 90! If I take one experience point from him, that's a ton of experience! Our levels will skyrocket!"

Upon hearing this, Song Gua's eyes lit up.

"Yeah! We forgot about that! If it works out, it'll be a fucking huge profit!"

The later a professional player reaches the end of the game, the more exaggerated their experience inflation becomes. If they draw Wan Jian's skill and level up by one level, they might be able to level up the entire team by 10 levels.