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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."

Medieval rabbit · sci-fi
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Chapter 322: "The Day of Escape is the Day of Annihilation."_2

Only this time, a virus fell in.

And this time was their opportunity.

"Don't think about these things for now,"

Chen Miao glanced at Hungry Monkey and the others, who seemed somewhat dazed, and shook his head, "These things are not related to us for the moment, at least not until we reach level 100. What we need to do now is survive in this secret realm and then quickly level up and strengthen ourselves after we get out."

"And then face the final battle."

"Honestly..."

He couldn't help but chuckle, "I'm actually very curious to see what that civilization outside the universe is like."

"Don't you all want to?"

"Yes,"

Zhou Shen nodded, murmuring dreamily, "I really do. If I can live to see that day, I'll get myself the best pair of reading glasses to have a good look. I reckon by then I'll be over a hundred years old."

"By the way, Miao,"

"Should we tell the others about these messages, and do we inform the federation after we get out?"

"I'll consider it."