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

Da Congming, whose face was burned beyond recognition by the scorching fire, covered his face with blisters and spoke incoherently.

"Ha yi bu, zhu ri chi da ji keng ￥%￥@#@……"

Song Gua frowned. "What the hell are you talking about?"

Although he couldn't hear clearly, Song Gua could guess a thing or two.

"The next step is to do something crazy, right?"

Da Congming nodded repeatedly, then said with difficulty, "Could you get me some iodine? I'm afraid of getting an infection."

"It'll only look real if you're infected. Go! It's time for you to shine for the organization. If you successfully infiltrate this time, your promotion priority will be even higher than that of the 'Big Three'!"

The clones immediately sabotaged the plan.

"He's just making empty promises again."

"Capitalists immediately recognized his expertise."

"Last time they said they'd give me a higher priority, but they ended up putting me in the cannon fodder group, damn it..."

Da Congming, bearing the glorious mission entrusted to him by the organization, passed away with his face covered in blood and gore.

"Let's move on to the next topic. Losing our home means losing our base. So, where would be a suitable place to find a new home? We have enough funds right now, so feel free to bring it up."

The clones each expressed their own opinions.

"Let's go to an internet cafe. If you're not tired of experience, we'll meet in the jungle; if you are, we'll meet in the Rift!"

"Hey? This is great! This is great!"

"Tch! Is that all you've got? If you ask me, let's open a foot massage parlor. If you're not tired of experience, we'll meet in the wilderness; if you are, we'll meet the masseuses!"

"Your scheme is so blatantly obvious, even the neighboring city can hear it!"

"Can you guys be serious for once? If you ask me, we should rent a basement. Organizations like ours, which can't stand the light of day, should crawl in the dark, screaming in the shadows, twisting... hiss hiss..."

"Stop reading Cthulhu!"

After rambling on, Song Gua felt that the current factory was quite good.

Cheap.

Far from the city center.

However, after this place was abandoned, all the water, electricity, and internet were cut off.

This is a minor issue; we can simply assign a clone to reactivate it.

As for the issue of real-name registration.

Just look at the law enforcement quality of the police department, and you'll know that in this world, government departments can get everything done with money, regardless of whether it's real-name registration or not.

At the end of the bandit gathering, Song Gua once again urged his clones to level up faster.

To increase their chances of successfully rescuing Bing Shen, they need to break the record for level 15 dungeons before the first mock exam and obtain two more job change gold medals.

"It will cost some money to leave the city recently."

"What's wrong?"

"The city's defenses have been tightened. You can only enter and exit through the city gates, unlike before when you could freely climb over the city walls."

Why?

"It's January now. The first month of the year is when the world boss appears. The city defenses of various cities will be on high alert to prevent the boss from spawning outside their own city."

"Huh? Yunshan City is making a fuss over nothing. If a world boss were to spawn in Yunshan City, even the lowest level one, Yunshan City wouldn't be able to defend it."

The cities on the entire planet are divided into four categories: third-tier, second-tier, first-tier, and super first-tier.

Yunshan City is a third-tier city, and it's even the lowest-ranked among third-tier cities.

Despite the four major families' swaggering power in the local area, they are nothing once they leave Yunshan City.

Although the Yunshan City government knew that if the world boss spawned near Yunshan City, the local city defenses would definitely not be able to hold it, and they would have to call for reinforcements from other cities, they still had to put on a show of doing so.

Otherwise, the citizens will be filled with anxiety, and the city's operations will be affected.

However, the municipal government is also well aware that world bosses prefer to spawn near major cities, and Yunshan City has rarely had a world boss in its history.

Therefore, the government is actually tight on the outside but loose on the inside.

"Honestly, money is needed everywhere. Luckily, we have a big spender, Zhao Can, who gave us ten million. Otherwise, it would be impossible to support you all."

Song Gua started giving money to his clones so that they could leave the city to level up through some shady means when he wasn't out.

"Alright, everyone, you can all leave now!"

What should be recycled was recycled, what should be released was released, and the clones scattered in a chaotic manner.

Song Gua casually lay on the ground, took out his phone, and started looking for a place to rent.

He can't possibly live in this warehouse in the suburbs.

This place can only serve as the headquarters for bandits.

From now on, the clones will not appear at the place where Song Gua resides; matters that require face-to-face resolution will be handled at headquarters.

"A beautiful landlady? These days, renters are all into softcore porn, pshaw! Let me take another look... The price is pretty cheap, and it's close to the school. I'll go check it out. Keeping these clones is too expensive; we should save money."

The next morning, Song Gua took a bus to look at houses.

Bored on the way, he searched for "Golden Age" on his phone.

Song Gua is somewhat interested in the term that Yue Sheng mentioned yesterday.

Yue Sheng also told him to go back and check it out.

Today is January 3, 1000 in the Gregorian calendar.

As the new year began, the city was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and shops along the roads were holding various New Year activities, creating a lively atmosphere.

"The Golden Age refers to the pre-Christian era, when there were over a hundred countries in the world..."

That was a thousand years ago?

Something momentous must have happened a thousand years ago, which is why Earth adopted a new calendar. What is it? Is it a fusion of "The Cleric" into reality?

Upon closer examination, Song Gua discovered that the integration of "The Clergy" into reality occurred 1,200 years ago, not 1,000 years ago.

The world has entered an extraordinary era, yet a new age has not begun?

What happened a thousand years ago that was even more significant than the integration of games into reality?

Song Gua searched through all the search engines, but still couldn't find out what major event happened a thousand years ago.

The events from that year, and those from the years before that, can still be found.

It's simply a matter of who broke the new record for the game.

A violent storm erupted in a certain restricted area, affecting a certain city.

Or perhaps a world boss invades a city and suffers a massacre.

and many more.

Song Gua believed that none of them were enough for humanity to change the era.

"It's strange, it seems like there's a lack of logic in the transition from the Golden Age to the New Calendar."

I didn't delve into this issue; a thousand years have passed, and it has nothing to do with me now.

He only looked it up because he was bored on the bus.

Soon, Song Gua arrived at his destination.

Xihaiyuan is a residential community located just across the street from Yunshan No. 5 Middle School.

At the agreed-upon location, Song Gua met the beautiful landlady from GG.

"Ms. Jia Shilan?"

Big waves of hair, black stockings, and a cigarette dangling from her large, red lips as she elegantly exhales smoke.

Jia Shilan is a great beauty in the traditional sense, with well-proportioned and three-dimensional features, unlike the typical "internet celebrity" face.

Song Gua doesn't know her age, but judging from her appearance alone, she should be under 30, with the typical air of a mature woman.

"Song Gua, I've heard so much about you. I read the local news every day, and it's either bandits or you. I know you quite well."

Upon hearing the phrase "either a bandit or you," Song Guayi was startled, but fortunately, he remained calm and did not show any unusual reaction.

"Let's go take a look at the houses."

Jia Shilan took a few steps closer and blew a smoke ring at Song Gua.

"Little brother, I'll give you this house in exchange for a dungeon walkthrough, okay?"