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."
Soon, seven minutes had passed.
Chen Miao had already returned to the bus. He didn't time it to the second; in this strange environment, his feeling of safety had decreased significantly, and he wouldn't take any risks until he had a clearer understanding of the situation—even if it meant his haul might be smaller.
Safety first.
In fact, he was also feeling somewhat unsure, knowing well that no one had ever successfully made it through the trip on the hellish 'Hell Bus' from ancient times to the present. He had little confidence that he would survive, but since he was drawn into this, he couldn't just sit and wait for death to come.
"..."
Sitting in his seat, Chen Miao silently watched through the window those who were still picking up treasure chests. He couldn't see Hungry Monkey anymore—the first passenger he intended to deal with at this stop had disappeared without a trace.
That saved him some trouble.