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."
For a moment, it was like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each demonstrating their unique powers. He had just been ranked the highest with 15 points, even briefly claiming the top spot on the leaderboard, but now he quickly found himself in fifth place, the last place.
"..."
Chen Miao stood in silence without expression, looking at the four people around him, not quite knowing what to say or do.
He thought of himself as quite ruthless.
But compared to these people, he realized he couldn't be considered ruthless at all.
...
"What should we do?"
Doctor Gou and the others watching the competition in the hall of the Secret Realm Building were talking worriedly. Hungry Monkey wiped the sweat from his palms on his clothes several times before looking with residual fear and full-eyed terror at the man who had crushed his testicles, "Is he really a normal person?"