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 30: And Chen Miao, he wanted to become a big shot.
The content of the will was very simple.
It was essentially about how Doctor Gou's former archenemy had come knocking, planning to kill him and Hungry Monkey. To protect them, Doctor Gou sent them into the Experience Secret Realm, where the enemy couldn't interfere, and then went out alone to face his adversary.
The disturbance was likely not small.
He probably knew he wasn't going to survive, so he told Chen Miao to take good care of himself, to hide the clinic's sign for now, and to reopen the clinic when things calmed down and to carry it on.
The content was quite simple, but there were some logic parts he couldn't understand.
"..."
Chen Miao, leaning on his cane, walked out of the Secret Realm Building with Hungry Monkey and hailed a taxi, heading towards the outskirts of the city. The relationship with Doctor Gou probably wasn't at the point of sacrificing his life for him.
To put it plainly, they had only met a few times.