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."
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And then he encountered the battle of civilizations, which killed two birds with one stone.
It was just a pity that without the lure of the Life-bound Tomb, Elder Bai wouldn't have risked venturing into the deepest layers of the dream realm. It can be said that everything has a predetermined fate, set in the unseen, unchangeable.
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Only Zhou Shen looked at Elder Bai with a strange expression, guessing at the truthfulness of his words. He was unsure if Elder Bai's situation was really as described or if he was saying that to make sure Miao didn't feel threatened.
After all, Elder Bai is an old hand in Jianghu.
An experienced supernatural being.
A Tomb Guardian's greatest strength has always been figuring out how to survive.
"Elder Bai..."
Just at that moment——
Hungry Monkey, having guzzled down his ice-cold beer in one go and wiping the sweat from his forehead, asked curiously with eyes wide, "Have you ever personally experienced a woman's memories?"