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 303: "Then, am I qualified to purchase this dessert?
Chen Miao glanced around, "Since we've already come, it wouldn't be right not to taste the desserts this city has to offer."
"Find a high-end dessert shop."
"Let's go and have a taste."
...
Fifteen minutes later.
They arrived at a shop following the navigation on the map. It was a standalone shop, about four stories high, with pastel pink walls. Every pedestrian on the street was in extreme panic, stocking up on a massive amount of supplies in preparation for the impending apocalypse.
But this shop was deserted.
No one came to buy, no one came to rob.
Perhaps it was because of the two fully armed high-level Supernaturals standing at the entrance, deterring the petty thieves by publicly displaying their levels.
One was level twenty-seven, the other twenty-six.
In the community of Supernaturals, they were considered quite high-level, not much different from little Supers, so naturally, no one dared to cause trouble.