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

The distant golden vault was summoned.

This is not the effect of this simple summoning array, but the effect of this secret treasure.

After the summoning circle took effect, it gradually dissipated, leaving only the golden cabinet, which was two meters long, one meter wide, and one meter high, on the ground.

The clones all crowded around, like a group of curious children.

"Is the divine stele inside?"

"good."

"Not big at all."

"The size of the monument will adapt to the container that holds it."

"It can also change size, just like Monkey King's staff."

"This is indeed a divine object. It is neither something that originally existed on Earth, nor something that came about from the fusion of the 'Clerics' with reality. It seems to be a product of another kind of extraordinary power."

"No, bro, you still have to give us this cabinet."

"What's wrong?"

"Didn't you say we'd go crazy if we saw the shrine? If you don't give us the cabinet, you have to open it and take it out. Once you open it, we'll see it, won't we?"

"Can't you close your eyes...?"

"No, I can't help it."

Bing Shen looked at the mahjong players surrounding him and sighed.

"Don't worry, I had the same concern, so I put the divine tablet in an opaque bag. I went through a lot of trouble to get this golden chest, so don't try to take it from me."

Song Gua felt that this guy was quite cooperative throughout, so he decided not to hold the treasure against him and told him to quickly open the golden cabinet and take out the divine tablet.

"Turn around, you, stare at him."

Out of caution, Song Gua only arranged for one clone to keep an eye on Bing Shen's actions.

Everyone else turned away to avoid going mad upon seeing the stele.

Although Bing Shen said he had taken action, his words cannot be entirely trusted.

"Click..."

The sound of a cabinet being opened.

"Do me a favor. Although the divine tablet has shrunk, it is still more than a meter long. With my restraints, it's difficult for me to carry it."

He watched as his clone stepped forward and helped him lift the divine tablet out of the golden cabinet.

This long, tombstone-like thing was indeed encased in a black cover.

Just as the clone who was helping to move the divine tablet was about to place it on the ground...

Suddenly, Bing Shen grabbed the black cover with both hands and ripped it off.

"What are you doing?!"

The clone that clung to Bing Shen's leg and the clone that helped lift the divine stele were forced to see the divine stele.

Instantly, a massive amount of information flooded into the mind of the clone, which collapsed to the ground in agony, clutching its head.

Bing Shen quickly took another scroll from the gold cabinet.

His gold chest contained more than one item.

And the things he used to escape.

An epic-quality random teleport scroll.

Random teleportation means that the user may be randomly teleported to a certain place.

The risks are immense, as one can imagine.

But there are also advantages.

This thing is instantaneous.

Song Gua, still with his back to the stele, frowned and said, "Bing Shen, you lied to me."

Bing Shen looked somewhat pained.

"That's not all... Do you really think everything will be fine if you don't look at the divine tablet?"

"What?!"

Song Gua sensed something was wrong.

An irresistible thirst for knowledge welled up within him.

I'm really curious to know what exactly is recorded in the Illusionary Divine Stele!

I really want to know!

So much so that its body turned around on its own, its eyes opened on their own, and it stared intently at the black monument.

Not just him.

The same applies to all the nearby clones.

Bing Shen was also reading it; he couldn't control his thirst for knowledge.

But his hand had already grasped the random teleportation scroll.

He can teleport himself away by simply squeezing the reel.

But he was still a little reluctant to part with his cabinet and the sacred tablet he had managed to steal.

He wanted to hold out until all the bandits collapsed.

He is confident.

Because he was a higher level and had already completed three job advancements, while the highest level of these bandits was only level 20, even if they had top-tier level 20 equipment, they still couldn't outlast him.

From the very beginning, he was playing hard to get, and what he said was only half true.

All for this moment of escape.

"Uh... huh?"

After staring at the stone tablet for a few seconds, Song Gua suddenly realized that he was no longer in so much pain.

The information transmitted to him by the divine tablet is flowing into all his clones.

The content seen by the other clones was repeated, but the repeated content would automatically disappear when it was injected into the mind, so it was actually just Song Gua seeing it.

The clones even started chatting on the local area network.

"Holy crap! What did you guys see outside the city? Why am I suddenly bombarded with a bunch of memories that don't belong to me?!"

"It's the Illusionary Divine Stele!"

"It seems that the content injected into us by the Illusionary Divine Stele was automatically distributed to the minds of more than two hundred brothers."

"According to Bing Shen, the content that could take a lifetime to recount can be shared by more than two hundred people?"

"Could this thief be lying to us again? Is there really not that much information in the Illusionary Divine Stele?"

"No, it's because the bandwidth is sufficient."

"Got it! A thousand cars rushing into a two-lane road at the same time will definitely cause a traffic jam, but if it's a lane that can accommodate two hundred cars side by side, there's no way it will be congested!"

"Even if another thousand cars flood in, there will be no obstruction!"

Song Gua's gaze gradually cleared.

He and his clones had gotten used to the feeling of this information injection, because the whole process was only a little congested at the beginning, and then it became smooth.

The constant staring was simply a continuous infusion of new content into the minds of himself and his two hundred clones.

Song Gua slowly walked over, picked up the black bag from the ground, and covered the divine stele again.

Bing Shen, whose eyes were bloodshot and whose steps were unsteady from the overwhelming influx of information, was completely dumbfounded when he saw Song Gua's leisurely stroll.

Bing Shen's mouth was wide open, his chin almost reached his instep.

"You, you, what kind of monsters are you...?"

Song Gua said calmly, "We are not monsters, we are humans."

"Impossible! Your levels are so low, how could your mental attributes be higher than mine? How could you be unharmed?!"

The dice-shaped headgear that Song Gua wore now seemed strangely terrifying to Bing Shen, like six eyes from something indescribable.

A level 20 first-class professional was able to remain calm and composed in front of the Illusionary Divine Stele.

Unbelievable!

"Trying to get something from a tiger is indeed a dangerous game; you've taught me a lesson, very good... Eight of Bamboo, kill him."

Ba Tong took out a dagger from his backpack and stabbed Bing Shen in the neck.

Bing Shen crushed the scroll in his hand without hesitation.

"Hahaha! Interesting! I never expected such an extraordinary person to exist in such a small city as Yunshan! Dice! We'll meet again!"

Song Gua recognized the props used by Bing Shen.

He just used the random teleportation scroll to get away.

If he were to fall into the surrounding restricted area, which is still in a state of frenzy, he might not be able to get out, since he has no equipment on him.

He is a decisive person, though.

"This trip was worthwhile; I got the divine tablet and even received a cabinet as a bonus."