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."
"However—"
Zhang Wanlin suddenly laughed, as if he truly remembered something amusing, "There's something you might really be interested in. Do you remember how you told me to wake up from the fourth level of the dream?"
"The method you mentioned at that time was to trap me."
"But in actuality, that method really works. Although it can't awaken someone from the fourth level of the dream, it inadvertently produced another effect."
"Want to know what it is?"
"If you want me to know, give me a cigarette to smoke."
"..."
After a pause, Chen Miao still crouched down to light a cigarette for Zhang Wanlin. He had a premonition that he was going to hear something about Lord Miao from Zhang Wanlin's lips.
"Whoo!"