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

"The little Poison Dragon Gang dares to use this empty lot to park their planes? Don't they take the Sea Dragon Gang, ranked ninth on the global wanted list, seriously?"

"Our Sea Dragon Gang roams the Pacific, Indian, and Atlantic Oceans. If any Federation ship dares to set sail, we dare to rob it!"

"Have those earthworms of the Sea Dragon Gang forgotten the days they were exploited by us, the Four Seas Alliance, ranked eighth on the global wanted list? Hahahaha!"

As one group finishes its act, another takes the stage. The henchmen of the various rebel factions, who arrived earlier, are warming up for the arrival of their respective leaders.

Another group of people came to grab this spot. It had a wide view, flat terrain, and no weeds or trees, making it a perfect open space for parking aircraft.

This group of people were dressed very formally, even fashionably, and included both men and women.

Their attire, along with the unkempt appearance of the various underworld figures present, made them somewhat out of place.

"The Sea Dragon Gang and the Four Seas Alliance are just a bunch of pirates who bully the Federation because they don't really care about territorial waters. How dare they act like that?"

The two groups that were named immediately united against the common enemy.

"Hey bro, who the hell are you guys?"

"They're all androgynous, probably from North America!"

Among the stylishly dressed group, a red-haired man laughed loudly.

"We are the Hundred Flowers Guild, ranked seventh on the global wanted list!"

The Black Bear Gang, the Poison Dragon Gang, the Sea Dragon Group, and the Four Seas Alliance all gathered around.

"Oh! It's you guys! The culprits who caused our ranking to drop!"

"That's right, it's them. They suddenly went from being nobody to seventh on the wanted list, pushing us all off!"

"That's it? Level 40+ people can come to a meeting? Your guild must be out of people, right? Ridiculous, ridiculous."

"You guys are so trashy, all show and no substance, why are you ranked seventh?"

"Someone from the Hundred Flowers Guild said casually."

"We slept with the wives or husbands of the six district chiefs."

Immediately, everyone took a step back and gave a thumbs up.

"Awesome, awesome, awesome..."

"So you're the legendary cuckold king organization, my apologies."

"Please forgive my rudeness just now."

Just then, a group of professionals crawled out of the seawater.

They were all masked with black cloths, each with a knife in their mouth, their eyes cold and piercing.

"It's the Xuanwu Pavilion assassin, ranked sixth on the wanted list!"

"These are truly ruthless people. They'd assassinate anyone if the money was right!"

"Even divine intervention can be used for assassination?"

"Anyway, they'll definitely take these kinds of orders; whether they can actually complete them is another matter."

The Xuanwu assassins did not linger on the shore; they sped up and disappeared into the jungle.

Not long after, a huge cruise ship docked.

A variety of people disembarked from the ship.

Take a closer look.

The vast majority of people here haven't changed jobs and can't access their information panels.

"What does this mean? People who don't want to change jobs can also participate in this program?"

"These people are not simple; they are followers of Wan Gong."

"What's that?"

"According to the federal government, this is a cult, the biggest cult, that keeps advocating that changing jobs is harmful, so they lead the way in not changing jobs."

"Damn it! How are we supposed to fight the Federation if we don't change jobs? Are they just here as mascots?"

"Then you underestimate them. These people are very good at brainwashing people. Now there are a lot of people around the world who believe that changing jobs is harmful. In many backward areas, the entire city has even stopped changing jobs, forcing the Federation to send people to force the locals to change jobs."

"No wonder they're fifth on the wanted list, even higher than the Xuanwu Pavilion! If everyone stops changing jobs, the foundation of the Federation will be shaken!"

The members of the Wan Gong Sect all wore similar black and white robes.

Those wearing uniforms are the core members of the Wan Gong Sect.

Most of the people on the ship were just ordinary believers.

In other words, they were just a group of ordinary citizens who came to join in the fun.

Seeing so many rebels and wanted criminals on the island, people who weren't even professionals and weren't even citizens, was incredibly moving.

Some people even got carried away and took out their phones to take pictures.

The result was, naturally, immediate punishment.

These wanted criminals don't care about manners.

A third-tier professional from the Poison Dragon Gang took immediate action, killing everyone who tried to take photos after disembarking.

"Anyone who dares to take photos or record audio will face the consequences!"

Actions always have the greatest impact; the noisy crowd immediately fell silent after disembarking.

"Sinner, move your sinful body, for I, the master, must pass through here."

The leader of the Wan Gong Sect disembarked.

He was short, a dwarf, only 1.1 meters tall, and even though his robe was custom-made, it looked like a floor-length gown and didn't fit him at all.

He walked up to the Poison Dragon Gang member who had just killed someone, raised his head, and arrogantly told him to move aside.

"Hey! You hobbit, get out of my way!"

The Poison Dragon Gang members raised their feet, ready to kick away the Wan Gong Sect leader, who hadn't even changed his class, like a football.

Unexpectedly, a red laser beam suddenly shot from the horizon and struck the beach in front of the Poison Dragon Gang members.

A cloud of sand flew up and blinded him.

I heard a murmur of conversation nearby.

"Holy crap! A fighter jet that can transform into a robot?"

"These must be celestial beings!"

"So it turns out that Wan Gongjiao is protected by heavenly beings!"

"No wonder the Federation has been hunting them down for so long, but has rarely succeeded."

"Are the celestial beings going to get involved in our gathering this time?"

Celestial beings?

This word is no longer unfamiliar.

The members of the Poison Dragon Gang realized they had bitten off more than they could chew, so they had no choice but to slink away.

The leader of the Wan Gong Sect became increasingly smug.

He was short and not a professional, making him appear so weak and vulnerable among this group of powerful wanted criminals.

But the thing is, you guys don't dare mess with me!

Cool!

GD-660 flew overhead.

This scene is a perfect example of a fox borrowing the tiger's power in real life.

When the leader of the Wan Gong Sect passed by that open space, he was puzzled. It was so flat, why was no one resting here? Everyone was sitting in the brambles, on the treetops, and on the scorching sand.

"You sinners are wise enough to leave the best territory to our Wan Gong Sect, so we will forgive you for one of your sins."

He sat down casually.

The seven or eight swimsuit-clad beauties accompanying him quickly laid out a blanket for him, prepared fruit and cake, and fed him bite by bite.

The dwarf cult leader is enjoying himself.

A huge shadow appeared in the sky.

The dwarf cult leader looked up and saw a triangular, silver light fighter jet.

This type of aircraft does not exist on Earth.

Judging from the fact that it can float in mid-air without a jet nozzle, it must be an anti-gravity technology developed by celestial beings.

The fighter jet is landing, and the landing point is this open space.

"Hey! Celestials! Are you blind? I'm still here! Land somewhere else!"

Several swimsuit-clad beauties, seeing that the fighter jet showed no sign of stopping its descent, panicked and ran away indiscriminately.

"Master! Get out of the way!"

"Hmph! I am the leader of the Wan Gong Sect. Even the celestial beings treat me with utmost respect. How could they possibly harm me? They're just trying to give me another warning. That's why..."

"Pfft!"

He was crushed into a pulp.