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

Chen Gou grabbed Song Feng and ran away quickly.

"Brother Dog? Where are you taking me?"

"Run away first! You've offended the Axe Gang, and your strength just now seemed out of control. You even damaged the landlord's rental building. If you don't run away and stay here, you'll either have to pay compensation or lose your life. You choose!"

Song Feng looked around at everything and at the fearful looks in his neighbors' eyes, and could only sigh helplessly before leaving with Chen Gou.

In this era, the cost of living is extremely high, while the price of civilian technology products is very low, even cheaper than food.

So, even though it was a poor area, everyone had one of those multi-functional phones that they wore on their wrists.

This thing combines the functions of almost all the electronic products that can be seen in daily life, and it can be made in various styles and sizes.

However, watches are the cheapest and most common type.

Someone filmed everything that just happened and posted it to the metaverse.

However, this matter did not cause much of a stir in the metaverse; it only attracted the attention of a small number of people.

The resurrection of bandits is a big gimmick.

However, over the years, there have been far too many swindlers posing as bandits.

The public is completely desensitized to this topic.

Without solid evidence, even if you see elements like a clone and a mahjong mask, you shouldn't easily believe it.

It's just too easy to make a video like this or put on a show to gain traffic.

The public has been fooled in similar ways countless times in the past.

In particular, the video was posted by someone from a poor area, so it has no credibility.

Less than an hour after Song Feng and Chen Gou left, a man completely covered in an invisible trench coat appeared at the scene.

He was holding a scanner in his hand, which was emitting a beeping sound.

"Residual source power of light intensity detected, with a confidence level of 95%."

The invisible trench coat on the man's body gradually loses its invisibility.

The fully reflective mask covering their faces gradually opened.

He reached out and touched the air, as if sensing something.

"He's back?"

……

The morning sun shone on the sea, making it sparkle.

The waves crashed against the rocks, making a loud splashing sound.

Song Feng sat on the reef and used the omnipotent machine to log into the metaverse, where he found the video taken by a passerby last night.

Seeing himself enveloped in black mist and flames, with explosive combat power, he felt completely unfamiliar with himself.

"Is this me?"

Chen Gou asked somewhat guiltily from the side.

"Brother, you didn't actually practice some kind of demonic art, did you? That stuff only makes you stronger for a short time, and it won't be long before it backfires on you, and the consequences are terrible."

Chen Gou had traveled all over the country and had actually seen people who practiced demonic arts to the point of self-destruction, so he gave them some serious advice.

Song Feng also saw in the Yuan Universe that various virtual figures around the video were also discussing it.

Some people suspect that Song Feng is Song Gua because he has a clone and even uttered the Dao.

However, many people believe that this is just a martial artist who has practiced demonic arts, deliberately creating a mystery to confuse the public.

After all.

The bandit organization and Song Gua are not defined by the fact that they wear hoods or hoods.

Rather, it's the things they did in that era.

Song Feng did not understand.

"I haven't practiced any demonic arts. All I have so far is the 'Mysterious Qi Gong' manual, and two martial arts manuals, 'Storm Spear Technique' and 'Snake Body Technique,' which are the lowest-level cheap stuff. I don't know what happened last night."

Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, Chen Gou simply said...

"Alright, anyway, it's best if you really haven't practiced demonic arts. I'll stop here with what I have to say, Brother Dog."

Song Feng noticed that his tone sounded like he was saying goodbye and asked.

"Hey Dog, are you leaving? Got a new job?"

"Not yet, but I've realized that my presence around you seems to cause your mom a lot of trouble. Although I, Chen Gou, have accomplished nothing, I don't want to be a burden to others, so I'll take my leave first."

Before parting, Chen Gou asked.

"Brother, where are you planning to go? Stay in Baiyun City? I have to remind you, you killed the Axe Gang leader, and that gang has powerful backers."

"Someone? A bigger gang?"

"That's good. No matter how chaotic the poor areas are, they should, in principle, be under the control of the Peace Enforcement Department. But have you seen those law enforcement robots before?"

"I understand, they have protectors, and they might cause me trouble."

"Staying here might be dangerous. We might as well go to another city to take refuge."

Song Feng was filled with melancholy.

"Where are we going? From childhood to adulthood, apart from going to Songgua Island with you, I have never left Baiyun City."

"Don't you have any other places you long for?"

"I yearn for the sea."

"Well?"

"Today, we humans can set up camps, research stations, and even ecological valleys anywhere in the solar system."

Our spaceship can also travel at the speed of light.

The exploration of the universe is expanding beyond the Milky Way.

However, the ocean beneath our feet, which nurtures life on Earth and covers 85% of the Earth's surface, remains largely unexplored.

I want to understand this sea, what it's really like.

Chen Gou pursed his lips and patted Song Feng's shoulder speechlessly.

"Brother, the Celestial Race is coming. Stop being so idealistic. Only by becoming stronger can you protect yourself."

Song Feng smiled.

"I know, I already have a plan."

Chen Gou bid farewell to Song Feng and continued his life of wandering the martial arts world.

After spending a day by the sea breeze, Song Feng took a hood out of his pocket as night fell.

One, a dice headgear.

His idol was Song Gua, so naturally he already had such a collection.

The clones have all returned now; those who haven't finished their missions can forget about it.

After last night's battle, Song Feng realized that he still didn't have enough clones, so it wasn't appropriate to release them. In case of any dangerous situation, there wouldn't be enough clones.

Upon seeing Song Feng put on the hood, the overlapping clones screamed wildly.

"That's it, that's the taste!"

"Hey! You know what, with the new and old thieves wearing hoods, at first glance, their figures are almost exactly the same as the old thief."

"A new old thief has appeared, how can we stand still! Traverse a thousand years, exert all our strength! The bandits are at your side!"

"The first thief, having failed to complete his great undertaking, has now turned to mend the heavens midway. Now, with cyberpunk fantasy and a benevolent new thief, this is truly the time for a comeback!"

Song Feng stood on the rocks in the darkness and spoke calmly.

"Let's go borrow some martial arts techniques from the Axe Gang."

Since we've already offended the Axe Gang, we might as well go all the way.

If the Axe Gang, or their protectors, want to take revenge on me.

Then I urgently need martial arts skills to improve my own and my clones' combat power, lest they all be blank slates.

Although the clones can all practice the same martial arts as Song Feng, such as spear fighting.

However, this approach results in a limited range of martial arts techniques, failing to leverage the advantage of a large number of people.

On the other hand, the cost of such large spearmen is not low.

Song Feng spent several years saving up to forge the lowest quality weapon.

He doesn't have the money to give every clone a turn.