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."
"..."
Chen Miao remained silent, not speaking. He could now understand why this little pill had been listed as a banned substance. It made perfect sense.
If he were part of the federal management, he would have also listed this thing as prohibited; it would affect how much money one could earn.
But that wasn't the most important thing. The most important thing was how much tonight's shipment was worth.
Whether it was worth the risk he was about to take.
Perhaps realizing what Chen Miao was thinking, Zhou Yiming raised his index finger, took a deep breath, and said hoarsely, "100 pills, a full 100 pills. Tonight, there will be 100 AI pills entering the city. As long as we get to the scene before the Enforcement Bureau, all the goods will be ours."
"There's no need to worry about how to sell them off."