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."
"Okay."
**Hungry Monkey nodded his head, swiftly stuffing the graveyard coordinates inside the device, and then he waited with a faint look of anticipation.
To be honest, as cliché as it might sound, he was more eager to try the "AI pill" himself and see if it was as miraculous as they said than he was about the 2 million credits they would get from selling the goods.
The effect lasts for 8 hours.
That's quite long.
It feels like 1 hour would have been more than enough.
...
It wasn't long before
Hungry Monkey signaled Chen Miao with a glance, indicating that Zhou Yiming had sent him a message: he had already arrived outside the graveyard.
Chen Miao nodded, saying nothing else,
and stood up with Hungry Monkey, walking to the entrance of the graveyard. There they saw Zhou Yiming standing alone in the night, constantly scanning his surroundings, looking rather sneaky.
"Things have gotten complicated."