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."
"If we really get down to the nitty-gritty, it feels like it's at least 200 million Star Coins."
"Moreover, that information about Level 999 is outdated. It was from that news story that blew up across the entire Federation, about some rich kid from Jingjiu City who took his kilometer-tall Rock Giant on a rampage through the streets, drawing widespread attention."
"Now, on the leaderboard, the highest-level Rock Giant is Level 1999."
"It should be 2000 meters tall. For Rock Giants, each level gained increases their height by one meter."
"..."
Chen Miao didn't speak, standing still, lost in thought. The poor can only get so poor, after all, there's a baseline—there's only so much debt one can accumulate.
After all, the poor can't borrow that much money anyway.
But it seems like there's no limit to how wealthy the rich can be, as if they can keep getting wealthier to an absurd extent.