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

late at night.

The 100,000-strong mixed army from the Federation that came to retake Yunshan Base was fast asleep.

The patrol team wasn't very vigilant, chatting as they walked, probably genuinely believing that the rebels had been scared away by them.

Suddenly, a clap of thunder sounded out of nowhere.

"boom!!!"

The place where the mixed army was encamped was bombed.

Before the patrol team could even sound the alarm, they were also blown up into the air.

"Boom! Boom boom! Boom! Boom boom boom!!"

Lucky Guy picked up the explosive device and pressed it rhythmically.

In the huge crater of the foundation, explosions erupted one after another, one after another.

Because most of these 100,000 people are sleeping right now, many of them passed away without much pain.

But many people were not killed in the explosion and escaped the inferno and flying debris.

"Damn it! Who's attacking us?!"

"Fire! Fire! My butt's on fire!"

"My ass is in the tree! My ass is in the tree!"

"Hold the camp! Hold the foundation!"

"Screw you, we've been ambushed!"

Just then, a sharp whistling sound came from the sky.

Everyone looked up and saw a super missile with a diameter of 500 meters, trailing a seven-colored tail flame, hurtling towards them in a parabolic trajectory.

"Oh—a generous gift of crab!"

"What's going on? Are we being attacked from the heavens?"

"Damn, you win..."

After a deafening roar, a colorful mushroom cloud, clearly visible even from thousands of miles away, rose into the night sky.

Tens of thousands of plumes of black smoke billowed over the old site of Yunshan.

Even after Brother Pao blew everyone up with one shot, a few people still survived.

They are basically all third-tier professionals.

Because of the mount, they could run fast and avoid the center of the explosion and the gunner's skills.

They can't escape either.

Because Brother Pao led a thousand bandits out to fight their way out.

"Clean up the battlefield! Clean up the remains! Leave no one alive!"

What would it feel like to see a group of people wearing mahjong hoods and Taoist robes in the firelight?

A feeling like death.

"Bandits! Bandits!"

"Oh dear!! I forgot, Yunshan City is where those bandits made their fortune!"

"I thought it would be a simple mission, but I ended up tampering with a bandit stronghold!"

"It's all over, it's all over..."

"I surrender! I surrender! I surrender!"

A group of bandits rushed up, shouting.

"Surrender and you lose half the battle!"

Those who were about to surrender thought, "Losing half is acceptable, right?"

Then he was cut in half at the waist by the bandits.

Seeing this, the others decided to fight back desperately.

After several rounds of bombs and the use of the "Cannon Brother" skill to wipe out the enemy, the number of survivors among these 100,000 people was still less than the number of bandits.

They were never as skilled as the bandits, and they were outnumbered. Even if they scattered and fled, they were eventually wiped out by the bandits without leaving a single one alive.

"Hahaha!! The backpack resources of 100,000 people have all been inventoried! I, the Cannon King, have finally accomplished a great feat this time, no less than the Ghost King or Magneto's rescue of Nanshui, right?"

The positions of the Song hexagrams have been swapped, so I came over to take a look.

"Has the foundation been completely blasted?"

Pao Ge nodded repeatedly.

"It's all bombed, not a single brick was left. And the foundation is a mess, uneven and messy. If the Federation wants to rebuild here, it will definitely have to spend a lot of time repairing the foundation."

"Hmm, well done."

"At the same time!" Brother Pao suddenly raised his voice, "we also wiped out 100,000 enemy troops! And captured supplies for 100,000 people!"

Where is the enemy?

"They're all dead, their bodies torn to shreds!"

"Where are the supplies?"

"We've just finished counting and are ready to put them into storage."

"Well, Brother Pao, you've been hoarding so many supplies. I usually turn a blind eye, but now that it's wartime, the demand for resources is enormous. They're confiscated."

"?"

Song Gua absconded with the money, leaving Pao Ge in tears.

……

at last.

This massive uprising officially broke out across the globe.

Based in New East Lan, uprising forces around the world responded, using the bandits' global real-time communication system for liaison and command.

The twelve rebel armies each attacked the twelve Tianzhu construction bases.

—There has been no action along the Yunshan route for the time being, with only bandits occasionally patrolling to observe whether the Federation has taken any further action against the Tianzhu construction site.

The bandits received global support, while the twelve Heavenly Kings of the resistance each commanded a branch of the rebel army.

Zero and Song Gua were at the forefront, bearing the pressure of the Twelve Ancestors.

A 2 vs 12 situation is obviously unwinnable.

However, both Song Gua and Zero are quite adept at running away when they can't win a fight.

If the Twelve Patriarchs were to take action against the rebels, they would immediately appear and harass them.

Even so, the Twelve Ancestors still frequently launched attacks on the rebel army, causing heavy casualties.

However, Song Gua's side had one advantage in this uprising.

There are many of them.

The current number of casualties is still within an acceptable range.

Moreover, the Twelve Ancestors do not seem to have given up on their Heavenly Pillar Project, and they will not use their extraordinary power to launch a large-scale attack on ordinary people.

They need people.

The main combat forces of both sides are roughly equal in number, both in the millions.

However, the insurgents and liberated citizens who had been rescued along the way were also helping them and solving logistical problems for the insurgents.

Meanwhile, the rear of the Federation was riddled with holes, and rebellious forces were everywhere.

During wartime, those not considered main force members would wear bandit outfits, making the Federation hesitant to act against them.

As long as even one bandit is mixed in, they'll know what it's like to run into a brick wall.

As this global war raged on.

A piece of bad news suddenly appeared.

"What? All the dungeons, monsters, and monsters in Glory City have disappeared?"

After repeated investigations, Song Gua confirmed that this was true.

It wasn't just the monsters that disappeared.

Even the fog is slowly disappearing!

The uprising alliance convened another meeting.

"What are we going to do! Without monsters and dungeons, we've lost our source of resources for our professions. If we keep fighting like this, we'll eventually run out of resources!"

"Yes, equipment durability will eventually run out, and potions, scrolls, and materials are consumed even faster."

"What are you afraid of! If we run out of resources, the Federation will also disappear!"

Just as the conference was in progress, a sudden chill swept through the entire hall.

"Click click click..."

Layers of ice crystals climbed up the walls of the hall.

The door was pushed open, and Wang Miao, dressed as a ronin, walked in.

"Unfortunately, the Federation is still able to obtain supplies steadily."

The war had been going on for over a month, and despite Song Gua's global reach, he still hadn't found Wang Miao.

This guy's been acting a bit elusive lately.

Song Gua stood up and asked, "Wang Miao, are you sure?"

Wang Miao walked to the podium, picked up the microphone, and said, "In Glory City in the North American region, the Reputation Shop is still functioning normally."

Zero frowned. "You need reputation to exchange for supplies."

Wang Miao made a startling statement: "The Twelve Ancestors are bestowing prestige upon their people, currently based on military merit, with no upper limit."

The entire audience gasped!