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

Yunyang looked over.

"The first ten people to become Divine Transformers were also the most powerful Divine Transformation professionals."

"How does it compare to Zhang Erhe?"

"A thousand years have passed, and the Tenth Ancestor and Zhang Erhe should no longer be the same thing."

"That's amazing... By the way, why did they split into two groups in the first place: the professional group and the tech-focused group? What were their differences?"

"This story from a thousand years ago involves many secrets and is not very relevant to what we are discussing, so let's not talk about it."

Song Gua shrugged, thinking that this Yun Yang was really cunning, probably trying to keep this secret so that it would be convenient to make a deal with him later.

Yunyang turned on the projector, and a video call screen appeared on it.

There was a person backlit in front of the screen. His face was not visible, only an outline was visible, and he looked like a fat man.

When he opened his mouth to speak, his voice was clearly processed, making it impossible to tell whether he was male or female.

"I am the resistance's Zero Rebel, welcome to Project Anti-Stars!"

Is this person Zero?

Since he didn't show his face, Song Gua couldn't tell who he was.

The rebel leader, Zero, is very mysterious.

To date, there is no publicly available information about him.

The various rebels at the scene all put on their translation headsets, eager to hear what this mysterious Zero had to say.

With Miss Butterfly around, there's no shortage of these tech gadgets.

"We're all straightforward people who don't waste time with small talk. Since we're going to cooperate, let's resolve the issue that everyone cares about most—profit distribution."

Although the resistance is the organizer of the Anti-Star Project, if this plan succeeds, we will hand over all the enemy backpacks, resentful stones, and divine tablets we obtain, without taking a single one, for everyone to divide among!

Upon hearing this, all the rebels were astonished.

Even Song Gua was surprised.

He thought that since the bandits got half, at least half of the other half should belong to the resistance army, right?

They actually don't want it?

correct.

They have a light source!

It's understandable that they wouldn't value the residual source energy within the Resentful Stone Stele.

As for professional resources, they are even less important.

The rebels, like the bandits, had long since achieved financial freedom.

Offering concessions so that these unreliable rebels can organize themselves more effectively is a reasonable approach.

"Since we are the organizers, we will decide on the final distribution of the spoils for everyone. The Xuanwu Pavilion will be responsible for the assassination of key enemy units, and they will receive 10%."

The hall immediately erupted in noise.

"Why should they take 10% directly? We have so many other organizations; the rest won't be enough!"

"Exactly! So what if they're assassins? We have plenty of those in the Sea Dragon Gang!"

"Our Black Bear Society can also handle assassinations, so give us 10%!"

Ultimately, amidst the protests, Xuanwu Pavilion's share was reduced to 5%.

Even though these masked men have their faces covered, you can still tell that their faces are very dark.

"The Avengers will be responsible for the frontal assault on the Allied forces and will gain 10%."

The protests have started again.

Similar reasons.

Miss Butterfly snorted coldly, and the entire room fell silent.

The Heavenly Man who just shot the new leader of the Wan Guild in the head gave the rebels the impression of a ruthless person, someone they dared not provoke.

Although the Avengers leader arrived, with Miss Butterfly around, he was reduced to a mere follower.

"Let's get on with the looting. If you think the Avengers are taking too much, the Avengers can do without anything, and the same goes for Wan Gongjiao!"

The Avengers' 10% contribution was simply waived, much to the delight of the rebels.

"Night Owl will be responsible for stealing the Resentful Stone and the Divine Stele. This is very important, and they will get 15%."

The rebels in the hall have returned.

"A bunch of petty thieves getting 15%? I don't accept that!"

"My ancestors were thieves too! Give me the task of stealing the Resentment Stone! I only need 10%!"

"We can do that too, for just 9%!"

A stood up.

The sound overwhelmed everyone.

"Night Owl can do without anything, we just need a Resentment Stone and a Divine Stele, from the Treasure Hunting Illusion. The person from that illusion has already been captured by the Federation, and is probably among the piles of Resentment Stones in Project Stars."

The rebels were overjoyed.

The less these top-level organizations need, the more they can get.

"The bandits are in charge of... we don't even know what they're in charge of yet, they get 50%."

Song Gua's gaze swept across the hall.

Silence reigned.

No one objected.

The Song hexagram yielded some unexpected results.

"You have no objections?"

"No, no, no!"

The rebels from all sides shook their heads like rattles.

This made Song Gua a little embarrassed.

"I didn't know so many people would come this time. It's a bit much to split the spoils in half. Everyone's risking their lives to fight. Um, how about we just leave the professional resources dropped by the enemies..."

Before Song Gua could finish speaking, the leaders of the various rebel forces hurriedly intervened.

"No, no, no! Please take it!"

The rebels looked very bitter.

Oh my, we're all in the same industry, don't you know me?

If you say no now, but then there's a shortage, you'll have to snatch it back from us.

Those bandits, they're really capable of self-destruction when trouble comes.

Now it's not just a matter of self-destruction anymore. Their Heavenly King has only just reached the third level of transformation, yet he can already kill a Divine Transformation Incarnation. What will he be like in the future?

The key point is that they are really inexplicable and unpredictable.

Take yesterday's incident where a plane was used to run over the former leader of the Wan Guild and various rebel leaders on the shore. They still can't figure out the meaning of this operation.

Establish authority?

Liwei, you shouldn't have found someone more capable. What's the point of crushing a dwarf who isn't even a professional?

It's too unpredictable.

"Since everyone is so kind, we won't stand on ceremony. Once the war starts, the bandits will definitely protect you all!"

Suddenly, everyone in the hall felt like they had eaten their fill.

It's amazing.

When villains are doing things, the most important thing is to clarify the division of spoils. Otherwise, if everyone is still calculating the accounts when they are doing the real work, that won't work.

The rebels, by virtue of their prestige, convinced all factions that they would not break their promises after the day's discussions.

As long as they can come back alive to divide the spoils.

Once the issue of interests is resolved, everyone can sit down and work together to discuss how to fight this battle.

The meeting lasted quite a long time, a full two days and two nights, before all the details were finally discussed and all the intelligence that each party had gathered was shared.

During this time, Song Gua also said that Project Star might be a trap.

But the loot had already been divided up.

Upon hearing this information, everyone could only regard it as a calculated scheme.

After all, if you don't go, the Federation will create a large group of pseudo-psychics and then turn around and hunt down all the wanted criminals.

If you go, you can disrupt their plan, deal them a heavy blow, and maybe even hinder the Federation, giving other forces some time to develop.

So, no matter how you calculate it, going is a worthwhile investment, even if it means a lot of people might die.

But these are a group of wanted criminals, a group of rebels!

They were always living on the edge, and while they weren't as prone to self-destruction as bandits, they weren't as afraid of dying.

What Zhang Erhe presented was an open conspiracy.

He wasn't worried at all that the large-scale recruitment would result in many inside players entering the team.

His goal was to have these informants spread the news all over the world.

On the third day, a large number of transport planes carrying people hovered over Burnett Island.

As they boarded the plane, the people on the island shouted slogans.

This slogan was provided by the bandits, and it was their only contribution to this meeting.

"I will forge my sword and flatten mountains! I will shed my blood and charge forward without hesitation!"