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

Not yet.

Song Feng said so.

While he was on the ship, he had already heard his clones describe the abilities of Song Gua's clones in the past.

But when he tried it himself, he didn't have those abilities.

Only the clone area network is still there.

"I suspect it might be due to insufficient cultivation level. Let's continue cultivating and see if there are any changes."

In order to make a living and to acquire spiritual resources such as martial arts and weapons for himself and his clones, Song Feng needed money.

So, early the next morning, he went to the Spirit Warriors Association.

He planned to take on a dozen or twenty tasks at once and then work on them with his clones.

This would likely lead to the emergence of something like "savings accounts."

"Hey Dog Bro, aren't you going to the association?"

Chen Gou lay on the floor, waving his hand and swiping his multi-function phone.

"No, no, I'm here to do big business. There's no point in doing small orders."

Song Feng smiled, shook his head, and went out.

To save money, Song Feng developed the good habit of never taking a car when going out.

That's fine too.

In this city, wherever he went, he ran on his own two legs, which could be considered a form of physical training.

Song Feng walked through the clean, tidy, and technologically advanced affluent neighborhood. From time to time, large flying vehicles flew overhead, with powerful spiritual warriors sitting on them, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

In the past, Song Feng looked up to all of this.

Now, Song Feng feels that perhaps one day he might become one of them.

"come on!"

The Spirit Warriors Association is a vast organization directly under the Huaxia Empire, with branches in cities all over the world.

It can be viewed as a service-oriented, or even welfare-oriented, institution.

As long as each Spirit Warrior has a record and pays a small monthly membership fee, they can enjoy many services offered by the association.

For example, purchasing various spiritual resources such as cultivation techniques, martial arts, weapons, armor, elixirs, and talismans at low prices can also qualify you to receive association missions.

The association's mission comes from the association itself or is received from people in society.

These missions include new weapon testing, temporary security for large-scale events, collection of spiritual matter, hunting of spirit beasts, and more.

The association acts as an intermediary in this regard, taking on tasks, handing them over to local Lingwu members to complete, and finally transferring the payment from Party A to Party B.

Song Feng arrived at the association and accepted twenty tasks in one go.

After receiving the mission, Song Feng went to a park and released all his clones.

He assigned tasks to his clones and had them split up and act separately.

More than thirty clones, all wearing hoods and Taoist robes, looked at each other in bewilderment.

"In the past, we would split up and rob warehouses."

"Now, we're splitting up to do missions?"

"It just has to rhyme."

"No, do we really have to develop in such a conservative way? Is there really no family or power that we can take from them?"

Song Feng smiled bitterly.

"Or, go to the poor areas and bully the weak."

Alternatively, we could make a big splash in the wealthy neighborhood.

Regardless of the fighting strength of those forces in the wealthy district, as long as we make a move here, the Peace Enforcement Department will arrive within a minute.

How should I put it? This department doesn't have a single living person; it's all intelligent robots of various types.

They are also known as the Nuclear Peace Enforcement Department, so…”

The clones said, "I think there's nothing wrong with being down-to-earth."

They worked until midnight, but only ten clones completed the task and received their rewards.

The other twenty or so are still running missions.

Song Feng retrieved them and returned them to their homes in the poor area, planning to continue the next day.

As soon as Song Feng arrived near his home, he discovered that the area around the three-story building he rented was surrounded by people.

They were all wearing ill-fitting suits and cropped trousers, and each of them had a unique hairstyle.

The most distinctive feature is that everyone is holding a large axe.

Song Feng: "The Axe Gang?"

The clones: "The Axe Gang??"

"This gang is the largest in the poorest area of ​​Baiyun City. It has the largest area for collecting protection money and the most members."

A quick glance revealed that at least a hundred people had arrived.

With so many people here, they're definitely not here to collect protection money.

They're here to cause trouble.

After only a couple of glances, Song Feng saw Chen Gou fly out of the crowd.

He fell at Song Feng's feet once again.

"Brother Dog... what's wrong with you...?"

Chen Gou is in a bad situation this time.

His arm was probably broken, hanging limply to one side, half of his body was covered in blood, and his face was so bruised and swollen that even his own mother wouldn't recognize him.

"Hey bro, the Axe Gang, they want to kill me!"

Song Feng's lips twitched.

"Why do I have to kill you again...?"

Chen Gou was beaten so badly that he could barely speak.

Before he could speak, a middle-aged man with a mustache stepped out from the Axe Gang crowd.

"This kid promised me he had something good to sell me, and now that I'm here, he's telling me he's sold out? Hahaha... He's playing me!"

This man is the leader of the Axe Gang, known in the area as Chief Lu.

Chief Lu casually placed the large axe in his hand on the ground, instantly creating a crater and cracks that continued to spread.

Song Feng frowned slightly, guessing what the "goods" he was referring to were.

Of course they're gone; they all turned into light and flew into Song Feng's hands.

However, Chen Gou was unaware of this.

He thought Song Feng had put that pile of stone chips in a jar and kept it as a memento, as part of his idol.

Even after being beaten like this, Chen Gou didn't say that the stone chips were in Song Feng's hands.

A low-ranking member of the Axe Gang came up to Chief Lu and whispered a few words in his ear.

Chief Lu looked at Song Feng.

"Someone said they saw you and this guy come ashore together. Since the goods aren't on the dog anymore, are they on you?"

Song Feng said calmly.

"I don't have what you want."

"No? Or are you just unwilling to say?"

"If I said no, then no."

"Really? Kid, you've got a tough tone, huh? Good! I like people with backbone! Go get him, beat him half to a pulp first."

Chen Gou tugged at Song Feng's trouser leg, signaling him to run. He held a talisman in his palm, as if to cover Song Feng's retreat.

Song Feng squatted down and helped Chen Gou up.

"Hey Dog Bro, we're a duo."

Chen Gou was moved.

"Are you stupid? You can't beat him! There are hundreds of them, how many can you possibly cover in one place?"

Now that things had come to this, Song Feng understood that if he didn't fight, he would perish!

"People are different. Those hundreds of them are all useless, but my clones are capable of taking on ten thousand men!"

Having said all that, the clones could no longer hold back and all popped out of Song Feng's body like popcorn.

"While both the old and new thieves have a ton of flaws, they have this one good point! I love listening to what they say!"

"A bunch of rabble! Today I'll show you what the true strength of the progenitor of rabble is!"

"Damn it! You're insulting yourself too! You idiot!"

"I've been holding back for over a month, nobody can stop me, today I'm going to unleash a massacre!!!"