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

"Speaking of this Sky City, what the heck is that? Is there really a city in the sky?"

Yun Yang smiled.

"Normally, of course not."

Legend has it that the light of the sky originally originated from the earth.

However, after the light of the sky appeared, the ancient city where He resided floated into the clouds, creating the extraordinary phenomenon of a floating city.

"A floating city... So, could those ancient records of wonders, those so-called celestial palaces, actually refer to this sky city?"

"That's possible."

With nothing else to do, the bandits and the rebels talked a lot about the three major sources of light.

Although most of them are legends or even myths, Song Gua has also glimpsed some secrets about this mysterious and powerful force.

At the same time, it is easy to see that the three major light sources have existed since ancient times and have a long history.

Finally, Song asked about the timing of the resistance's anti-star plan.

"The date hasn't been set yet, but based on the information we have now, it will most likely be in October."

"What's the explanation?"

"You know about the Allied Forces' massive recruitment drive, right? Their purpose in recruiting soldiers is to gather more people to try and match the large number of resentful stones they have captured."

Basic training has already begun, but Project Stars has not yet started.

We speculate that Project Stars is waiting for recruit training to end.

The so-called recruit training should be about cultivating loyalty. After all, what the Federation needs is not more pseudo-psychics, but pseudo-psychics who are willing to be deployed by them.

Basic training lasts for three months, ending at the end of September.

October?

Isn't that perfect?

The third job advancement challenge for the second half of the year will begin in September!

Song Gua could take his clones to change their jobs, and then they could join the collective action of the Blue Star rebels. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

The Allied forces' relentless recruitment of soldiers was indeed related to the creation of the pseudo-psychic.

However, Song Gua did not expect that they would actually train this explosive number of new recruits.

Yun Yang said that the number of new recruits in each army corps this year accounts for more than half of their original number!

As a result, many of the veterans had to go to the recruit camp to serve as instructors.

There's no way around it; the publicly advertised benefits are just too tempting.

Even if you only pay 5,000 yuan to register, it would be enough to get many people struggling to make ends meet to come to the registration point.

Song Gua stood up, clasped his hands in greeting, and said.

"We had a very pleasant chat today, and it's time for us to go."

Yun Yang stood up to return the greeting.

"Please don't forget our cooperation. By the way, do you still not know how to contact you?"

Song Gua casually pointed to a clone outside the door who was building a snowman and said.

"I'll leave him here. When we need to make our appearance, we can just tell him."

Yun Yang glanced at the bandit who had piled up a snowman that was big at the top and small at the bottom, and that it would fall over if touched.

"he……"

"It's okay, they may be a bit silly, but they're absolutely reliable and will definitely contact us as soon as possible."

"Okay, see you later."

Just as Song Gua was about to leave, he remembered something and plopped back down.

"I find that I learn so many secrets every time I talk to you! Tell me, do you have any other secrets to share with me? I want to hear them all at once!"

The other rebel leaders around Yun Yang rolled their eyes.

"You bandit, you really know how to take advantage of others."

"Who do you think we are, Yunyang? A storyteller, telling you tales?"

"If you want to hear a story, you'll have to give something in exchange."

Yun Yang smiled and shook his head.

"There are indeed many secrets, but I'm not sure if they're related to you. If they aren't, they'll just sound boring to you. Let's just talk as we go."

Song Gua wanted to linger here, trying to pry some more secrets out of Yun Yang.

However, the Golden Tiger Heavenly King suddenly rushed in from outside.

When he opened his mouth, it was full of ice crystals.

"Ah! Bandits, take your men and get out of here! They're burning down our igloos, tearing down our tents, and forcing us to have a snowball fight with you!!"

He hadn't finished speaking.

"Snapped!"

A snowball was thrown in from outside and hit Jin Hu right on the back of the head.

An excited voice rang out from outside.

"Bingo! Touchdown goal! Haha!"

Followed by.

"Clap clap clap clap..."

Countless snowballs were thrown in.

A group of bandits' voices rang out.

"I hit it too!"

"I hit it first!"

"Hit the King of Heroes for 10 points! Hit the Officer for 5 points! Hit the Soldier for 1 point!"

"Snowball fights are boring, come help me build a snowman! Why can't my snowman walk by itself?"

You have to sing! Let it go! Let it go!

The bandits had a great time at the Ice and Snow World.

Despite being inside the house, Jin Hu, who was buried in the snow, turned red-hot.

He turned around, took a step forward, and roared loudly, the sound reverberating.

"You scum! I've never lost a snowball fight in the resistance! Golden Tiger Eighteen Waves!!"

Inside the room, Song Gua and Yun Yang exchanged a glance.

Song Gua: "Uh..."

Yunyang: "Then I won't see you off."

Song Gua: "Alright."

Seeing that the bandits' arrival was causing a lot of trouble, Song Gua had no choice but to shamelessly stay there.

Unable to hear any more secrets, a frustrated Song Gua kept accusing his clone on the regional network of being playful, unserious, disorganized, and undisciplined.

"Who are you calling an old scoundrel? We're your clones! All this talk about us is just you talking about yourself, you know that?"

"Exactly! They're glued to their phones all day, barely getting anything done in three days, and they call us lazy?"

"That old scoundrel is such a loser."

"The true form has reversed the Heavenly Stems? Believe it or not, we're going on strike!"

The Song hexagram reads: "Already honest.jpg"

There are too many clones now.

There are many benefits to having more.

There are also many disadvantages.

I can't win an argument with them anymore.

Too much talk.

It vividly demonstrated what it means to be drowned in spittle.

After returning to the main camp, Song Gua took out the Resentment Stone from the Martial Soul Illusion and had his clones line up to contact and fuse with it.

Let's start with the Heavenly King.

Although it's just a B, considering that obtaining a B is not easy, the Heavenly Kings still have some expectations of finding a match.

As a result, after three rounds of testing, none of the eight Heavenly Kings who failed to become pseudo-spiritual beings could be found.

"Then we can only let the main force try. If someone fuses a B-grade resentment stone, they can be promoted to a cadre."

The main force's clone excitedly stepped forward.

The chance to defy fate has arrived!

The internet addict was the first to make a move.

"Ugh! I failed! Oh well, I'm going to play games now, la la la la~ Demacia~~"

Da Congming took a deep breath.

"Hmm... it didn't work. As expected, I've already switched to an office job."

The photographer took a picture of the thing first, and then touched it.

"Failure, click."

The clones made contact with each other one by one.

All attempts failed.

Until his mother entangled him and he stood in front of the resentful stone.

"No way..."

Looking at this red, B-grade resentment stone.

The brother always felt that his mother was guiding him from the shadows.

"No, can I not fit this thing? The world is gone, and you're still thinking about reviving a love-struck person? That's too low-class, too much of a late-stage love-crazed person, too obsessive, I don't like it."

Song Gua glanced at the cannon fodder group playing cards.

The mother pestered the brother: "Okay."