Among Baldy's personal belongings, Song Gua found a commission letter.
Party A: Miss Butterfly.
Party B: Wangba Guild.
The content of the commission was that this Miss Butterfly had lost something and needed it retrieved.
The commission letter was very long, filled with boilerplate clauses.
Tucked at the very end was an A4 sheet of paper with a pencil sketch.
It depicted a black scale covered in dense, text-like symbols.
At the base of the scale was the mark of the Eye of Horus.
This was what Miss Butterfly wanted retrieved.
"This thing... looks like a Millennium Item that could help a certain Pharaoh return to the Underworld?"
It only looked like it; this wasn't the world where playing card games could save the world.
"The reward... eight million! So much money just to find something? This scale is definitely not simple!"
Song Gua had never even heard of the Wangba Guild. It was probably one of those small guilds that sprang up like mushrooms after rain every day.
Could Miss Butterfly be an out-of-towner who got scammed by the Wangba Guild?
Small guilds were basically just ragtag amateur groups. Song Gua had a bold idea.
"If I can find that scale and take this commission letter to claim the final payment, wouldn't that work too?"
Song Gua had this idea because the commission letter mentioned that the scale was highly likely in the hands of a student at Yunshan No. 5 High School.
Yunshan No. 5 High School.
That was his own school!
Wouldn't it be pretty convenient to look for something in his own school?
The clones chattered noisily.
"A small guild like the Wangba Guild has chaotic management. Impersonating them to complete the commission and earn the final payment is worth a try!"
"It won't be hard for him at all."
"Why would such a huge commission be in the hands of a small guild like this? There is definitely something fishy going on."
"I do not care if it is a massive trap, as long as there is money to be made!"
"There are risks! What if, when we deliver the goods, the other party refuses to pay and backstabs us?"
"Yeah, we have to consider that kind of danger."
Song Gua smiled and said with a hidden meaning, "No need to consider it."
One clone advised, "You bastard main body, do not get cocky! We have to play it safe to grow stronger!"
"You guys can handle these dangerous things. I will stay safe."
The silence of the clones was deafening.
"Song Gua! Be a decent human being!"
Song Gua pulled a tent out of his backpack.
"Alright, you guys go to the nearby Level 5 grinding zone and continue leveling up. I am going to sleep."
The clones were not happy.
"We need to rest too!"
"I might have an iron rod, but I am not made of iron!"
"Who is going to hang him on a streetlight?"
Song Gua criticized them sternly.
"You are all young, what is wrong with pulling an all-nighter? At your level, how can you even sleep?"
With that said, Song Gua crawled into the tent and fell fast asleep.
The miserable clones had no choice but to continue grouping up to grind levels.
The next morning, Song Gua woke up to the fragrant scent of earth.
After a comfortable stretch, he greeted the other version of himself in the tent.
"You are here."
"Yeah. As a newcomer, should I kowtow and pay my respects to the bastard main body, or bend over first?"
Song Gua was already used to waking up in the morning and seeing another version of himself sitting nearby.
This was the newly born clone.
Suddenly, Song Gua noticed that this guy had Lv7 floating above his head!
Song Gua was shocked.
"Holy crap! How is your level higher than mine right at birth? What a bastard!"
The new clone pointed at the top of Song Gua's head.
"You are also Lv7. We are the same."
Song Gua heard the faint sounds of battle outside. The clones had pulled an all-nighter and were still fighting.
The stats of wild monsters doubled at night, making them harder to fight, so the grinding efficiency dropped significantly during the night.
Even so, over the course of the night, Song Gua had leveled up twice relying on the experience fed back from the clones.
"A newly born clone will have the same level as I do at the time? So the cloning ability has this kind of additional effect. Then what is your class?"
The new clone shrugged.
"No class. I am a freelancer; I can only learn general skills."
"Ah, this... a vanilla God of War."
"Just take me to the Class Temple to get a class change, and it will be fine."
"It costs money to enter that place."
"Chump change."
"One a day, and it is no longer chump change."
"I have an idea."
The two spoke in unison: "Zero-dollar shopping."
Song Gua smiled.
"We really are in sync."
The new clone also smiled.
"Duh."
Song Gua thought for a moment.
"Let us hold off for now. We will wait until we have gathered a good number of newcomers, and then we will pull off a big heist."
Today was yet another day of scrolling through videos of pretty girls dancing.
No, wait, it was a day of hard grinding.
Song Gua did not go to the Swamp of Sorrows, to avoid running into Zhao Can and Hua Xiangrong.
He headed straight for the Level 10 grinding zone.
Some of the wild monsters here could fly, and the combat difficulty was noticeably higher.
But the experience yield was also greater, especially for cross-level kills.
There were far fewer people in the Level 10 grinding zone. If he went a little deeper, he could monopolize the area for grinding, just like in the Swamp of Sorrows.
Having clones under Level 5 fight Level 10 monsters meant that, at first, they could only rely on gang-beating tactics.
Ten clones fighting one monster; they could always wear it down to death.
The monsters' resistance to sealing was very weak. By assigning one or two crowd-control classes to each group, they could just stun-lock the monsters to death.
Once a kill was successful, the massive experience gained from such a high cross-level kill was enough to make a Level 0 clone jump two levels instantly!
The clones, like Song Gua, had a 2.0 growth rate. Once they leveled up, it meant a 20-point increase in stats, so their boost in strength was very obvious.
Slowly persevering like this, by noon, their monster-killing efficiency began to rise.
Song Gua's level also reached Level 8.
In the afternoon, more and more clones reached Level 5, and they equipped the Level 5 vanilla gear they had farmed the day before.
The clones designated as the main force, the Fire Warrior, Rhythm Mage, and Nightshade Assassin, could even take down a Level 10 monster with just two or three people.
Combat efficiency improved even further.
Their levels were higher, but their leveling speed had not slowed down at all.
After nightfall, accompanied by a beam of holy light descending upon his head, Song Gua broke through to Level 10!
At this point, 59 people in the clone brigade had reached Level 5.
The Fire Warrior, Rhythm Mage, and Nightshade Assassin had even reached Level 7. This leveling speed was leaps and bounds ahead of their peers.
Enjoying the total experience cut from all his clones, Song Gua's leveling speed was beyond words; no one among the fresh graduates could match him.
"That is about enough. It is time to go break dungeon records and get the class-change gold medal!"
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
