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

Compared to food, rent, and drinking water, the basic usage package for the Metaverse costs 200 yuan a month, which is really cheap.

But Song Feng looked at his three-digit balance and shook his head.

"Forget it, I'll just be a caveman who doesn't use the internet. Time for bed."

On the swaying, thermally powered iron ship, Song Feng slept soundly.

Before I knew it, it was dark.

Hearing some rustling sounds, Song Feng instantly woke up.

He saw a figure moving inside the cabin.

Because in cities nowadays, the security is very bad unless it's a wealthy area, Song Feng developed the ability to be almost half-awake even when he's sleeping, and to be fully awake at any time.

Without saying a word, Song Feng took out a white oval capsule from the pocket inside his clothes.

When the capsule is squeezed, it bursts out a cloud of mist.

Song Feng pulled a weapon out of the mist.

This is a spear.

What is a shuo? It is actually a long spear, but it is longer, thicker, and heavier.

The spear in Song Feng's hand was nearly twice his height in length. It was entirely silver with red ends, a red tassel hanging high, and weighed two hundred pounds.

Despite the weapon's size and weight, Song Feng used it with ease and grace in the cramped cabin.

Because he was born with superhuman strength.

The person who came was silent and acting suspiciously in his room; he was definitely not a good person.

Song Feng no longer hesitated and thrust out his sword directly.

"hiss--"

Song Feng's strength was so great that the sound of his spear cutting through the air was clearly audible.

"what?"

To Song Feng's surprise, this move, which was unexpected, powerful, and extremely fast, failed to land a hit.

The other person suddenly disappeared!

"Where did he go? Was he a master?"

Given how quickly they disappeared, Song Feng suspected that the other party might have used spiritual magic.

That's a congenital spiritual martial artist!

Song Feng had extremely precise control over his power.

The spear missed its mark, intending to pierce the cabin wall, but Song Feng managed to withdraw his force in time, turning the spear horizontally in front of him.

"Which senior has come to visit? Please come out and offer your guidance."

Quiet.

It remained quiet.

Song Feng was depressed.

Logically speaking, a master like that wouldn't be so bored.

"You old rascal~~ What are you up to now~"

A soft voice sounded behind Song Feng.

Song Feng turned around and saw a strange man wearing a headgear with four patterns and a pink Taoist robe.

He lay on his bed in a seductive pose.

"Who is your senior?"

"Senior? Oh~ How am I supposed to cooperate with you if you play like this? How about... I read your memories? Hmm, right now I'm the only clone, so your memories shouldn't be too many, I can handle them."

After saying the four points, the memory was accessed.

Indeed, not many.

It's only been a little over twenty years.

"You're not that old thief?"

"I'm not called Old Thief, I'm called Song Feng."

"No, no, no, your name is Song Gua, not Song Feng."

"It's from the Song Dynasty, the 'sealing' in 'seal'."

"No, no, no, it's the Song hexagram, one of the eight trigrams."

"Well……"

Song Feng used the spearhead of a spearman to carve his name on the floor.

"Look, it's '封' (fēng), not '卦' (guà). These two characters do look somewhat similar at first glance, but they are completely different characters with completely different meanings."

The four of them tilted their heads and thought for a moment.

"Was your account banned because you frequently used cheats?"

Song Feng: "..."

Suddenly, Song Feng thought of something.

"Song Gua? The Song Gua from Song Gua Island?"

"Yes, that's the one you call the Ancestor of the Nation, you are him."

Song Feng couldn't help but chuckle.

"Senior is joking. How could I be Song Guozu? There are many people with the surname Song. Besides, Song Guozu sacrificed himself for the earth long ago. I am just a lowly citizen of Baiyun City."

The four were very determined, and they changed to an even more alluring pose.

"You must be that old scoundrel Song Gua, no doubt about it."

"Senior, if you didn't come to me for anything else, please don't make fun of me. I..."

Song Feng didn't continue speaking because he saw that Si Tiao had taken off his hood.

It was a face exactly like mine!

"Why... is it... is it a face-changing magic?"

"No~ This is what I look like, because I am your clone, and I was born through the infinite source of the Earth Light. It's not the clone technique you understand, or any other treasure's ability."

"Duplicate... clone?"

"Throughout history, only Song Gua has possessed this ability, and the Light of the Earth can only manifest in this way in him, which is why the Infinite Source Law is so powerful."

It's no secret in this era that Song Guozu (the founder of the Song Dynasty) possessed the ability to create clones.

In that final battle, many people also witnessed Song Gua's transformation into a giant of light, splitting into countless clones.

"But...but why do I look different from Song Gua?"

Song Gua's portrait was prominently displayed in People's Square in Beijing.

Although a thousand years have passed and times have changed drastically, and people no longer have as much respect for the ancients, Song Gua's appearance is still something that everyone knows.

The four put their headgear back on.

"I don't know about that. Maybe you were reborn?"

Song Feng still didn't believe he had any ability to create clones.

He had just thought that when the four disappeared again.

"How..."

"We're already intertwined! You can call me out or take me back anytime."

The voice echoed in my brain.

"What should I do?"

"Think about it, or you can say it."

"Summon clones."

Four results have been released.

"Reclaim the clone."

Four have disappeared.

"this……"

Song Feng thought, "This doesn't rule out the possibility that it's a martial arts master using spiritual techniques that he doesn't understand to trick him."

Upon closer reflection, this expert was perhaps excessively bored, bordering on insanity.

"I know you still have doubts, but once the second clone appears tomorrow, you won't find it strange anymore."

"A second one? There's another one?"

"Of course, new clones will be born every day. Currently, you can only lay one egg per day. The rules of this world have changed, and I don't know how you can increase the number of clones produced per day."

In a short while, Song Feng felt that the amount of information was too much and was somewhat difficult to accept.

However, he vaguely sensed that it might be related to the light he had encountered at the bottom of the sea.

"I'm at the bottom of the sea..."

"That is the light of the earth."

"The Light of the Earth?"

"You can read my memories directly. Considering your current capacity is not strong enough, I will limit the memories you can read. You can gradually learn about everything from the past later."

"Reading memories".

Song Feng still prefers to state what he wants to do.

Soon, he learned what the Light of the Earth was.

Song Feng looked down at his hands.

"The Song Dynasty stone statue they fought tooth and nail for is probably just a pile of stones. The reason it has remained unchanged for thousands of years is not because it contains the substance of immortality, but because it contains the light of the earth and the light of the sky! Now, the light of the earth is in my hands!"

An opportunity!

This is the kind of opportunity that success gurus in the metaverse talk about every day!

Song Feng's lips curled up in a smile.

My decision to follow Chen Gou to sea was definitely the right one!

Although I almost died on Songgua Island, it was worth it!

Just then, Song Gua heard Chen Gou's cries for help.

"Help! Brother Song Feng! Save me! We're a duo!"

A loud bang.

Chen Gou, along with the door, fell to Song Feng's feet.