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

In one month, Song Gua seized countless resources from the alien races on the Ten Races Battlefield, almost enough to cover the equipment, skills, various training, pet resources, and mount resources for his current 50,000 clones after their third reincarnation.

He not only earned regular resources, but also dozens of magical artifacts.

I also obtained more than a dozen unbinding coupons for reputation artifacts through the weekly settlement rewards.

The key point is, this isn't over yet.

The Ten Races Battlefield is open for three months each year, although each profession is only allowed to enter for one month.

However, each component of the Song hexagram is clearly calculated separately.

Once a clone has registered, it cannot register again, but clones that haven't registered can still be assigned to register.

The Song hexagram can fill these three months.

This means that bandits will appear on the battlefield of the ten tribes every day.

However, the subsequent results were not good.

Most of the major races have withdrawn from the guard city, since they've already been ravaged by the bandits.

They all held their main city, and each race reinforced its defenses with divine-level combat power.

They cannot abandon the main city.

Because if the main crystal is shattered during the Ten Races Battle, the Abyss Invasion will immediately follow.

With no one guarding the city, the strong are concentrated in the well-defended main city.

Song Gua couldn't seize any resources even if he wanted to.

That's not a problem.

If each race plays like this, it's equivalent to giving up their points in the Ten Races Battlefield.

After all, many missions are specifically designed to protect the city.

They all retreated to the main city and stopped guarding it; that's tantamount to them all giving up.

In the end, whoever is at the bottom will suffer the invasion of the abyss.

Therefore, Song Gua adopted a policy of paralysis.

Sometimes he goes, sometimes he doesn't.

It is something that people of all ethnicities cannot understand.

Just when they thought the bandits weren't coming and began repairing and protecting the city, the bandits arrived.

When they retreated into their huts, the bandits stopped coming.

This has caused great distress to all ethnic groups.

Of course, all of this happened in the following two months.

At the beginning of the second month after the start of the Ten Races Battlefield, the Lunar Crisis was made public, and the Allied Forces issued a recruitment order for warriors.

And so, the talented young men of the capital gathered together once again.

It's still at the entrance of Zhenhua University, still at that barbecue stall, and still with that bald-headed Tong Zhan.

"In the past month on the battlefield of the ten races, we have achieved remarkable feats! We fought alongside the bandits against foreign invaders and earned immortal points! Unexpectedly, fate is unpredictable. The despicable Dark Star people actually intend to destroy the moon to attack our Blue Star. This is a critical moment of survival! I wish to join the army and go to the moon to fight for our mother planet. Are you all willing to go with me?"

Longtan kicked out.

"He's drunk and starting to spout fancy words again! Speak plainly!"

Tong Zhan, clutching the wine bottle, got up from the ground.

"Hey, Earth's going to die! Instead of waiting to die here, let's go to the moon and fight. Maybe we can help. If everyone avoids war, the moon will be destroyed, Earth will be destroyed, everything will be destroyed, right? I want to answer the call to arms, go to the moon and kill the invaders! Want to join me?"

When this topic came up, everyone had a lot to say.

Recently, panic and unease have spread globally.

At the same time, people of goodwill and patriotism from all walks of life were also trying to save the nation from peril.

Some wise individuals offered strategies, others suggested intercepting the debris, still others recommended ramping up factory production to build spaceships for escape, and some radicals even proposed deliberately detonating the moon to turn it into a ring of stars and prevent it from falling...

Those with the strength responded to the call to arms and went to the camps of the various allied forces to participate in the selection for the lunar landing operation.

While traveling from Earth to the Moon is much easier for Earth today than it was a thousand years ago, the number of people that can be transported is still limited.

Therefore, it's impossible to send everyone who signs up to the top; we still need to select the best.

Zhu Xin sighed.

"I'd like to go too, but I heard there are countless applicants. The Federation can't send everyone, and there'll be a selection process. I guess in the end, only those who have completed three job advancements will get in?"

Longtan chuckled.

"You're overthinking it. Just look at our families and guilds. Those old men who have reached the third job advancement are very afraid of death. They even think that even if the moon were to fall, they could survive the apocalypse with their own strength. The largest proportion of those who signed up are actually second job advancement professionals."

Longtan was telling the truth.

However, quite a few people are also applying for the third job advancement, but the proportion is not as high as that for the second job advancement.

Tong Zhan patted his chest.

"Brothers, don't underestimate yourselves! A few of us used to be on the Earth Ranking, in the top 100 globally for second-tier characters. Although we've fallen down in resources now, Song Gua is still on top, isn't he!"

The Song hexagram ranks first on the Earthly List.

Because he gave up his ranking on the Heavenly Ranking, the system assumed he was number one on the Earthly Ranking.

Normally, people who want to be on the list wouldn't do this.

Because the reputation given by the Heaven Ranking is more than ten times that of the Earth Ranking each month.

Since we're going to be on the list anyway, why bother picking up a sesame seed and losing a watermelon?

Only the Song hexagram is different.

Everyone looked at Song Gua.

This group of people often mingled together, and Song Gua was often their guiding principle.

Right now, the question they most want answered regarding whether or not to go to the moon to participate in the war is Song Gua's opinion.

"go."

Of course, I have to go to Song Gua.

What is on the moon?

Aberrant Beast!

What are the mutant beasts?

Beast Core!

What can you do with beast cores?

Restore the Dark Artifacts!

Of course, Song Gua also felt that he needed to do his part.

Protecting one's home planet needs no reason.

Moreover, he had absolutely no trust in the Federation.

He always felt that those strange-looking Shenzhuan and Shizu would cause trouble sooner or later.

Everyone nodded in silence.

They all made up their minds.

"Then let's go!"

"Every citizen has a responsibility for the rise and fall of their nation! How much more so when their home planet is in peril!"

"A good man doesn't act like a coward. We are fighting for our world, not for a corrupt federation!"

"Tomorrow we'll all go to the Second Army for the selection, and try our best to get the moon landing qualification!"

Gou Bi remained silent.

Song Gua saw him drinking alone in silence.

"Gou Bi, is something on your mind?"

Gou Bi sighed.

"I don't want to go."

Tong Zhan laughed at him.

"Given up?"

Gou Bi said.

"Being afraid of death is only human nature. Besides, I don't really trust the Federation. Maybe they're lying to us? There's no such thing as a lunar crisis. They might have other purposes for luring us to the moon?"

Longtan laughed.

"That's a bit of a conspiracy theory of yours."

Tong Zhandao.

"If you don't want to go, then don't go. Anyway, with your lousy profession, you'll just lose miserably in the ring battles when it comes to the selection process. You won't get selected even if you go."

Gou Bi spat out the wine he had just drunk.

"Pah! You bald bastard, who do you think you are! Let's go! We'll sign up right now, I want to fight you!"

"Fine, let's go! Who's afraid of who!"

The journey to the moon for the talented young men from Beijing has begun.

at the same time.

In an ancient castle somewhere in Europe.

"Earl Siriri, your family has prospered for over a thousand years, and this is all the wealth you have?"

The dice sat on the sheepskin sofa by the fireplace, the fire crackling and popping, the flames making the dice's pattern flicker.

The room was filled with third-tier bandits dressed in gleaming divine artifacts, including A and B-level pseudo-spirit users.

This scene is terrifying.

The bandits never forgot their original aspirations.

While the Ten Clans battlefield was confiscating supplies, the wealthy tycoons on Blue Star were not letting them go either.

However, this sweep is now a targeted operation.

Usually, Song Gua only comes after receiving intelligence that a certain wealthy family has a hidden illusory divine tablet.

The Siri family is one of them.