I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms
Chen Miao transmigrated to a supernatural world, where everyone had their own profession, such as "Student", "Fighter", "Thief", and so on. After much contemplation, he activated the "Gunslinger" profession. From then on! While the foreign races brandished their claws to invade, and others tirelessly trained their physical fitness and learned skills. Chen Miao silently ventured into secret realms to collect all sorts of materials, crafting Occupation Exclusive weapons like the "Thompson Submachine Gun," "Falling Blossom Sniper Rifle," "Inferno Gatling," "Matrix Sky-Eye Cannon," and so on. ... One day, people suddenly noticed that a very unfamiliar Supernatural Occupation had appeared on the city's Combat Power rankings. And in the crowd. Chen Miao, bare-chested under a black suit jacket with sunglasses on and a cigar in his mouth, held two Inferno Gatlings in his hands, looking up slightly at a group of scoundrels in front of him with the corners of his mouth turned up. "Don't wait for me to stuff the gun barrel in your mouth before you admit you were wrong."
Chapter 217: "Skill Name": Time Rift.
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But Chen Miao suddenly froze on the spot, seemingly struck by a thought, hastily grabbed the diary from the cabinet, and once again flipped it open, though he had already read through it twice.
He had checked it once during his first entrance into the secret realm with Hungry Monkey.
And the second time was just before, when he entered the secret realm again.
But in his memory of those two times.
The notes inside were exactly the same as the diary he held now, even the handwriting was identical. What did this mean? Did it mean that the diary was never there to begin with? That the diary was something he had left for himself?
But just at that moment—
Voices came from outside, as if someone had returned.