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."
"Idiot!"
Hearing Yuan Buping's voice, Hungry Monkey didn't even lift his head and impatiently said from not far away where he was tallying the spoils of war, "Don't you know how to make efficient use of space? Arms and legs, these limbs can be completely chopped off and stuffed into the gaps."
"Digging another one, do you know how much a grave costs here?"
"80,000 credit points!!"
"A full 80,000 credit points, damn capitalists, they actually dare to sell me a grave at the price of 80,000 credit points, sooner or later I'll bury that couple of dogs and the owner of this cemetery here!"
"Digging another one means wasting another one. You don't run a household so you probably don't realize how precious money is, right? Be a bit more economical."
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