There is One New Rule Every Month Globally

"Ding, congratulations, you have chosen your exclusive profession 'Faceless One.' Since player Chen Yi obtained this exclusive profession through seizing the Monument of Ascension, when the player's current planet successfully advances to Sixfold Planet, the player's profession will automatically upgrade once."

"Please continue to make persistent efforts and keep working hard~"

Yes, he had chosen the Faceless One profession.

Compared to the other two professions, this one suited him better.

Although the Shepherd's Occupational Effect was very strong and the Occupational Restriction wasn't too big, requiring only 40% of the planet's players to worship the true god preached by the player, as long as it spread to a sufficient number of people, the effect of any Prop owned could be amplified by hundreds of times.

Very strong.

But he didn't like it; that wasn't his path. He didn't want to be like a charlatan, spending all day promoting a so-called true god he had concocted. Everyone is different, and everyone's path is different.

This wasn't his.

As for the Emperor, that was even less suitable. The Occupational Restriction was too severe for him. Though he would receive a time-limited, one-time free-use Stellar Rank Prop every day, he couldn't use any Props below Stellar Rank, and most of his main firepower came from Props of a lower rank.

If he could only use the "Longevity as the Southern Mountains" Prop, his end would certainly not be longevity like that of the Southern Mountains but rather sudden death on the spot.

"Longevity as the Southern Mountains" was a very handy Stellar Rank support Prop.

But on its own, it was absolutely worthless.

In the end, after thinking it over, the Faceless One profession was more suitable for him.

Soon after, a new notification sounded in his ear—

"Ding, you begin to randomly acquire this week's new profession... Congratulations, you have randomly acquired the 'Gold Miner' profession!"

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"Profession": Gold Miner.

"Occupational Effect": Once a day, you can randomly throw out a hook that will reach out across the entire Ascension game and randomly grab things, with a chance to snatch all sorts of marvelous and unknown items, such as Props, Skill Fragments, project team staff, bosses from certain maps, pebbles, garbage, Scavengers, and so on.

"Occupational Restriction": After using it once, you will fall into a 24-hour cooldown.

"ps: Due to the effect of the Faceless One profession, this restriction has been removed."

"ps2: Duration of profession, 7 days."

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Chen Yi looked at the Gold Miner profession before him, was stupefied for a moment, then suddenly cracked a smile, his eyes filled with expectation and excitement.

He knew this profession.

During the debut map's introduction panel, this Skill had been showcased to him as an example of a profession, and he hadn't expected the first profession he randomly drew would be this one.

The moment he saw this profession that day, he felt it had only one characteristic: it was somewhat luck-dependent.

With extreme luck, you could snatch a Stellar Rank Prop in a day, which wasn't impossible.

With bad luck, you could grab a grain of sand a day, and even after seventy or eighty years, there'd still be a chance of opening a small sandpit.

But now, the restriction of his profession had been lifted.

In other words, after using this professional skill once, he would not fall into a day of cooldown and could cast the hook again immediately.

That made things much more interesting.

Chen Yi looked down at the Tuberculosis Rabbit and the others below the rooftop, who vaguely felt his return and were searching for him in the air, licked his lips with some expectation, and decided to first deal with the injury on his body that absolutely couldn't heal—then come back for a happy fishing session.

He had decided.

He had already planned his itinerary for the following days.

One day for fishing.

One day to understand how to farm "Longevity as the Southern Mountains."

One day to clear the map that required the Stellar Rank Admission Ticket Prop.

And then one day...

He couldn't plan any further; he seemed a bit busy.

Afterward, he took a deep breath, deactivated the Stellar Rank title "Seems Like A Demon," and at the instant this title was deactivated, the buff that prevented him from dying to continuous damage instantly disappeared, and almost at that instant, his vision went black.

The familiar voice sounded.

"Ding, you are dead..."

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself standing in a somewhat dim alley on the streets of the deep hell, he glanced down at his body and finally saw his form again, having exited the Spirit Body State.

But the irreparable wound was still unsolved.

His body was still rapidly dissolving.

The bone-piercing pain made him frown involuntarily.

He needed to die in hell now and sink into being a cleaner, to then come back from the depths of hell, refreshing all the negative buffs on his body including the absolutely incurable injury, but this constant dissolving death was clearly too painful.

He took a deep breath.

Summoned the Snow Eagle Sniper Rifle, and a bullet fired straight up from the ground.

Not enough.

His life seemed a bit too resilient.

Without any defenses, several continuous bullets finally fulfilled his wish, killing him on the spot.

Everything went black before his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he appeared in an immense void that seemed utterly endless, and a new prompt sounded by his ear.

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ps: There will be another chapter tonight.